Recently, I hadn’t suffered from any nightmares. That one night with Rainbow Dash seemed to cure me to a certain degree. I never would have thought that one night with my best friend would help me so much. I could only hope that all of those terrible nightmares wouldn’t come back. And for the most part, they didn’t. The past two weeks, I only had one bad dream. It wasn’t even a nightmare, just one of those bad dreams everypony gets once in a while.

I went about my days as best as I could. Memories of Matthew still sat in the back of my mind, and they always found ways to creep on me during the days. But, I always managed to get them off my mind. Anything I did would help. Whether it was being with my friends, finishing errands that I had, or doing whatever sprouted up in a moment’s notice, I was able to focus on what was real again. I didn’t necessarily have to worry about Matthew anymore. Being away from him for two months was hard, but I was finally getting over it.

Yet, at the same time, I didn’t want to. I wanted to remember him. I wanted him with me. I still loved him with all my heart. And I knew he felt the same way. All I wanted was to hear that he still felt that way. Within those two months, I hadn’t received another visit from Princess Luna. The only conclusion I came to was that Princess Celestia had forbidden her sister from contacting myself and Matthew the way she had. But I didn’t lose hope that Princess Luna would change Celestia’s mind.

With what control I now had on my life, I continued going through my day to day life in Equestria. On this particular day, Rarity needed my help at the Boutique. I had with me some materials and supplies for what Rarity was making. But, on my way over, I had started to zone out. I was looking up into the sky, hoping to see Matthew’s face again. I wanted him to look down to me and smile at me. But nothing happened.

In my state of mind, I didn’t notice the stallion coming my way. I bumped right into him and we both wound up falling to the floor, causing me to drop what I was carrying.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was going,” the stallion apologized, standing up and extending his hoof to me. I took his hoof and he helped me up.

“Oh, it’s alright. It’s my fault really. I wasn’t paying attention,” I apologized. I hid behind my mane, but trying not to speak so quietly. From behind my mane though, I took a good look at the young stallion before me. He looked to be about the same age as me, maybe a little older. He had a dark green coat, with brown eyes and a dark blue mane and tail, with orange highlights in both. He smiled at me as I apologized.

“Well, regardless of whose fault it was, I apologize. Here, let me help you with that.” He started to help me pick up my bags. But, as we did so, I couldn’t help but stare into his eyes. There was just something about them that made them so captivating. I couldn’t look away. He must have noticed and looked over to me. He chuckled as I looked away.

“See something you like?” he asked, smiling at me. I let a small smile spread across my face as I looked back at him.

“Um… I’m sorry. I know it’s rude to stare,” I said, taking my things and looking directly into his eyes again. He looked right back into mine. The smile on his face hinted to me that he didn’t care that I was staring.

“Hey, no harm done. Again, sorry for bumping into you like that. I guess I’ll see you around. Hopefully, next time, we won’t be knocking each other over,” he said, chuckling. I couldn’t help but giggle as well. “Well, later.” He nodded his head to me and continued walking down the road. As my blush started to disappear, I took off for Rarity’s.

As I entered the Carousel Boutique, I was panting slightly from running the short distance. Rarity looked at me in surprise and confusion.

“Why Fluttershy, what’s wrong?” she asked. I calmed myself down, put my things down on a table, and sat on one of the couches.

“I just bumped into a… pretty cute stallion,” I said shyly. Rarity’s face lit up in an instant.

“Tell me everything darling! What was he like? How did he look? How cute was he? What did he say to you? What is his name? Tell me, tell me, tell me!” Rarity was so anxious to hear about my little meeting with the stallion, I just couldn’t help but giggle at her.

“Well, I didn’t catch his name, but he had a green coat, brown eyes, a nicely styled blue mane and tail, both with orange highlights, and he looked to be about the same age as me. I zoned out thinking about Matthew again and bumped into him on accident. It was just a silly accident, but could have sworn I felt myself blushing at one moment.” Again, Rarity’s face lit up.

“Fluttershy, I believe we have found the solution to your problem!” she said with confidence.

“Problem?” I questioned.

“Why, your nightmares darling. Fluttershy, you’re having all of these terrible dreams because you miss Matthew. You miss him deeply, and I understand that, but perhaps what you need is a new special somepony in your life,” Rarity said, sitting down next to me.

“But Rarity, I promised Matthew that I would love him forever. I can’t break that promise.”

“Fluttershy, while I truly do hate to say this, Matthew isn’t here now. You have to move on. All of this lingering on your memories of him isn’t going to help you get any better. The least you could do is think about talking to this stallion again.” I didn’t want to argue with Rarity. She was one of my closest friends, and everything she said made sense.

“Well… alright. I’ll think about it, but I’m not promising you that I’ll talk to him again,” I said, after a moment of silence.

“Thank you Fluttershy. Now then, why don’t we get to work, shall we?” she said, smiling. I nodded and smiled as well. We got up and started working on Rarity’s new design. But all the while, I couldn’t help but think about that stallion, whatever his name was. Perhaps a new special somepony was just what I needed after all…

‘No! Matthew is my special somebody. That’s never going to change. I’m sorry Rarity, but there’s no room in my heart for anypony else but him,’ I thought to myself. I didn’t say anything to Rarity as I left for the night, only that I would think on what she had told me. But I didn’t need to think about it anymore than I already had.

Author's Notes:

Ten cookies to the person that can guess who the stallion is.

In other news, so many conflicting relationships and thoughts keep spawning in this story! Who's responsible for this madness...? Oh wait a minute...