We’ve been together for two years. I’m ready to settle down, find a nice pasture, maybe think about bearing foals together.
I invite her to my favorite fairy grove. It’s perfect.
A rainbow sky melts down onto sparkling flowers that exude sweet smells, like candy and summertime and home. All around us, the fairies of the grove buzz about on fairy wings, taking care to give us space for our private moment. Just two unicorns, talking.
“Zailen, will you marry me?”
“I’m not a virgin,” she points out, her hoof resting delicately on the ground.
“Neither am I. I mean, we … aren’t virgins together.”
“We’re both unicorns,” she reminds me.
“Yes. I mean, I’m not really attracted to … non-unicorns.”
“Unicorns are supposed to only be attracted to virgins.”
Well. Technically that is true, but…. I have no idea what to say here. We couldn’t make baby unicorns if we didn’t bend the rules a little.
“Okay, then,” she says.
I pause. Was that another question, or…. “Yes? You’re saying yes?”
“Make me the happiest mare on the planet. Yes!”
5 thoughts on “R is for Reaction”
Awwwwwww – I kinda wish this were a true story!!! YAM xx
Unicorns and rainbows and fairies – my daughter would love this. A magical whimsey featuring Scotland’s national animal 😉
Oh, a unicorn love story – how quaint!
I had never considered that dilemma before. I’m glad they worked it out 🙂 I love the idea of a baby unicorn!
My “R” Tull song of the day is here:
LOL I love it! I hope they live happily ever after. And a word to the wise: don’t go for the virgins — It’s a trap!!!
Black and White: R for Ruritania