Things seemed to mostly return to normal after that. Except for noticing now how Bright Heart would take it easy and sometimes rub his chest, Apple Bloom could almost pretend that their conversation had never happened.

Every single night, she prayed for him. But other than that, she did her best not to think about it. Bright Heart was NOT going to die. Sure maybe AB Negative was a really rare type, but surely, surely somepony out there would turn up as a donor.

Is it wrong to hope for a donor? Somepony else would have to die, she thought. It made her feel guilty. Was it fair that somepony trade their life for Bright Heart’s? No it wasn’t. But then, it wasn’t fair for Bright Heart to have this happen to him either.

In the following weeks, Apple Bloom spent as much time as possible with Bright Heart. So much so that her friends complained about her not spending much time with them anymore, but Apple Bloom couldn’t tell them why, that Bright Heart might be on borrowed time. She’d promised.

Today was bright and sunny with a cool breeze blowing. It was a beautiful day and she couldn’t help but feel high spirited as she knocked on Bright Heart’s door. Dark Star answered.

“Hi Dark, is Bright Heart home? Are you two ready to go?”

“Yeah he’s in his room, go on up.”

“Thanks.” As she headed upstairs she could hear Bright Heart playing his guitar and singing.

Apple Bloom shivered as she listened to the words of the song. Was he singing about Heaven? She shook it off and knocked on his door.

“Come in!”

She opened the door and smirked at him.

“My prince, you really shouldn’t keep your princess waiting.”

“It’s that time already? Oh gosh! I’m sorry love.”

They were all going to have a picnic in the park together. Apple Bloom, Bright Heart, Dark Star, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo. Apple Bloom did miss hanging out with her friends, and this way she could be with all of them at once.

Today would be cemented in Apple Bloom’s mind for the rest of her life. They had so much fun. They took pictures, sang silly songs, and even played tag like when they were kids, chasing each other all over the park.

Apple Bloom couldn’t remember the last time she’d laughed so much.

“It’s so nice to spend time together again,” said Sweetie Belle, while the boys were kicking a ball around together and temporarily out of ear shot.

“Yeah, you spend most of your time with Bright Heart now, what gives?” Scootaloo looked at her suspiciously.

“We’re in love, what can I say?”

“That is sooo romantic,” sighed Sweetie Belle.

“Gag me,” muttered Scootaloo.

“I’m going to marry him someday, I’m sure of it,” grinned Apple Bloom.

“Can we be your bridesmaids?” Squealed Sweetie Belle.

“Of course!”

“I guess that would be cool,” Scootaloo admitted.

When night came, they told each other creepy stories until one by one, the others said they had to get home, till it was just Apple Bloom and Bright Heart alone.

For awhile, they looked up at the stars, not saying much. Then Bright Heart kissed her softly, and after they exchanged a few more kisses, they cuddled together contentedly on the picnic blanket.

“The stars are so beautiful tonight,” she smiled

“Not as beautiful as you.” Bright Heart looked at her adoringly.

“Flatterer,” she teased, imitating his mother even as she blushed.

Bright Heart just laughed.

Finally, reluctantly, they realized that it was time for them to be heading home. They got up and packed up the picnic things before exchanging one last hug and kiss.

“Goodnight Princess, I love you.”

“Good night my Prince, I love you too.”

Apple Bloom smiled as he waved to her in the moon light. He was so handsome, his fur seemed to sparkle as he turned and trotted away. Apple Bloom sighed happily as she made her way home.

It had been a happy day.