Sooner than they expected, the exams arrived, and both Wallflower and Sunset had to leave their work at the garden to focus on them. It would be a little over a week, but Wallflower was worried that it could be the end of it. Even when she sat in front of her math test, her mind drifted back to the idea of Sunset never coming back.

“What am I thinking? Of course she’ll come back, she wants my flowers. Why am I so worried to begin with? Even if she doesn’t come back, things would only go back to normal.”

Wallflower let her pencil down on her desk as she completely zoned out from the rest of the world.

“Back to normal… why does that sound so sad all of a sudden?” Wallflower didn’t consider her normal life as joyful, but she had a lifestyle she had become accustomed to. It was comfortable enough, and her garden gave her peace when things got too difficult.
However, now that she had allowed Sunset to get closer, a part of her didn’t want to see her leave.

“Hey Wallflour, what's the answer to number nine?” someone asked her from behind.

“Minus sixty five-point thirty four,” Wallflower answered immediately, her mind snapping back to reality.

“She’ll come back. I just need to wait.” She focused on her test, doing some quick math before writing seventy three-point five as the answer to the ninth question.

Day by day, Wallflower waited to see Sunset again.

Well, that was a half-lie, she obviously saw Sunset in school many times, but it wasn’t the same as when they were in the garden, free of everything except for what they both enjoyed.
It was something special Wallflower didn’t feel she shared with anyone else, not even the other members of the club.

When the day finally arrived, Wallflower was sitting on one of the stone benches, fighting to remain conscious. She had barely slept last night, wrecked by the nerves of Sunset not coming to see her, no matter how illogical her fear was.

Checking her phone, she realized that she still had twenty minutes till Sunset’s last class ended, and despite her best efforts, she fell asleep nearly five minutes later.

When Sunset arrived at the garden and found Wallflower asleep on the stone bench, she found it impossible not to find the image anything but adorable.

“She looks so peaceful,” Sunset was about to wake her up, but a devious idea was whispered into her head by two voices that sounded very similar to Rainbow and Pinkie.

Looking around, she found some wild yellow Yarrows ─she would never damage Wallflower’s garden─ and plucked them out. Very slowly and carefully, she placed them on the sleeping gardener’s head, forming a small crown of golden, and spreading the extras randomly around it. Giggling to herself, Sunset pulled out her phone, ready to snatch a picture of the sleeping girl.

However, by the action of probably God himself, the clouds above them parted just enough for the sun to shine right on Wallflower’s eyes, waking her from her slumber.

The green girl squinted her eyes as she sat straight, and despite her clouded vision, she could never mistake the blazing hair in front of her. “Sunset, so happy to see you,” she exclaimed with a smile.

Sunset’s eyes rose from her phone, and when she saw Wallflower’s expression, the device fell from her hand.

She froze completely, her gaze focused only on the face of her friend. Her heart started beating faster, and something fluttered in her stomach. But the cause wasn’t the ‘cuteness’ she saw earlier, nor the way she looked with the crown of flowers on her head that made it seem like she was meant to wear it from the start.

It was the pure, bright, and sincere joy her smile beamed like the sun itself. And the knowledge that it was because of her that she felt that way.

“Are you okay?” Wallflower asked, snapping her of her stupor.

“Yes! Sorry, I...” Sunset moved her jaw uselessly, the words caught in her throat, so she awkwardly bent down to grab her phone and hide her dumbfounded expression.

“Okay...?” Wallflower said, confused by her friend’s reaction. “Sorry for falling asleep.”

“Don’t worry, I don’t mind. You look-” Sunset suppressed the words she really wanted to use. “-tired.”

Wallflower coughed awkwardly. “Anyways, before we begin, I want-”

“Actually, can we raincheck today? I need to meet with Rarity and you look like you could use some rest.”

“Oh… okay.” Wallflower looked away, trying to hide her disappointment.

“I’ll skip my last class tomorrow and come earlier to make it up to you,” Sunset proposed, trying to bandage the wound she caused.

Wallflower shook her head. “You don’t need to.”

“I want to,” the redhead declared firmly, and Wallflower couldn’t help but smile again, multiplying the butterflies in Sunset’s stomach.

“Okay, but before you go, I have a present for you.” The gardener trotted to the shed and came back a few minutes later with a new potted flower in her hands. “I got some Marjoram for you.”

Sunset’s eyes brightened immediately, and made an effort to not let out any noise other than a gasp. “Thank you! You’re the best!” She grabbed the pot, holding it against her chest, and when she looked back at Wallflower, her smile threatened to melt something inside her. “Sorry for leaving, I swear tomorrow will be special.”

Wallflower saw the redhead retreat out of the garden, and despite seeing her leave, she couldn't help but feel happy that she showed up again, and even promised to come back.

She placed a hand against her chest, noticing how fast her heart was beating. “What did she mean by special?”

Suddenly, a yellow flower fell from her head, and she moved her hand to her hair, feeling the soft crown. “Uh? How did that get there?”

Rarity had received an urgent text from Sunset, practically begging her to meet at her house, so she had prepared some tea to calm the girl's nerves once she arrived, and twenty minutes later, she heard nervous knocks on her front door. When she opened it, Sunset let herself in, spotted the tea on the small table, and immediately drank her cup before crashing on one of the sofas.

Rarity, ever elegant, sat on the sofa opposite of Sunset’s, and simply asked. “Girl problems?”

Sunset noded, then shook her head, then nodded again. “It’s complicated.”

“Well, I’m all ears, darling.”

Sunset poured herself another cup of tea and drank it all before sighing. “Okay… remember when I dated Flash?” Rarity nodded. “Well, I... never felt anything for him.”

“I know that, you used him for popularity.”

“No. Wel,l yes, but.” Sunset drank more tea. “Apart from that, I didn’t feel anything for him, or anyone else at school. I just didn’t feel that...” Sunset’s left hand covered her face. “I don’t want to sound racist.”

Rarity cleared her throat to get her attention. “Sunset, take a deep breath. Count to ten. And let it out.” The redhead did as told, her body relaxing as she expelled the air from her lungs. “Now, get to the point, and we’ll go from there.”

Sunset took a sip of tea, more calmly this time, and talked slowly, careful with her choice of words. “I never felt any attraction, romantic or otherwise, from humans… until today.”

Rarity remained silent for a few seconds, and finally asked in a serious tone. “With who?”

“Wallflower.”

“...with who?” Rarity repeated, with more confusion this time.

“The president of the gardening club.” Rarity’s expression didn’t change. “The girl that took our memories!”

The fashionista raised a finger, pulled out her phone, sent one quick message, pocketed it, and returned to the conversation. “So, you fell in love with this girl?”

Sunset’s hand brushed her hair. “I guess? I’m not sure, I never felt like this before.”

Rarity leaned her head to the side. “Really?”

“Remember how I was before Twilight came over? It was worse in Equestria. The only bit of love I ever had came from Celestia, and even that ended horribly. Till recently.”

Rarity finally took a sip of her now slightly-cold tea as she thought. “Well, love is a complicated and messy affair, but it’s definitely worth pursuing if you think this girl can make you happy.”

“You think? A few weeks ago I could barely talk to her without making her mad! What if I screw it up again?” Sunset exclaimed, her arms flailing around in an attempt to make her message more clear.

“Sunset, you and all our friends work under the principle of giving second chances. If this girl didn’t push you away the first time you ‘screwed it up’, she won’t abandon you if you make silly mistakes.”

Sunset tapped her finger against her thighs but said nothing, drinking more tea instead.

“Darling, sorry to ask, but… do you really don’t see any of us as attractive?” Rarity questioned, hiding her expression behind her teacup. The redhead shook her head. “Not even Applejack?”

Sunset let out an annoyed sigh. “I’ve seen Rainbow and Pinkie naked enough times that I can tell you how each of them shave from the waist down. Nothing.”

Rarity put her tea down. “Well, you can call me at any time if you need help or just to talk about Willpower. I recommend just taking it slow, and see if she feels the same way about you.”

“It’s Wallflower,” Sunset corrected with a bit of annoyance.

“Apologies.”

The redhead let out a sigh. “Don’t worry, and thank you for the help.” She finished the last of her tea and tapped her fingers. “How can I tell if she likes me?”

Rarity simply smiled. “Trust me darling, you’ll know.”

They both continued talking for a while, quickly abandoning the subject and settling for their regular topics until Sunset left the house with a smile and another thank you.

When she was alone once more, Rarity quickly ran to her workshop and set up a little stage with lights, a long rack full of dresses, and a camera suspended on a tripod. By the time she finished, her doorbell ranged.

She fixed her hair, dusted her clothes, and opened the door, letting a fuming Rainbow Dash stomp inside.

“Told you~” Rarity sang, trying not to smirk too much.

“Yeah yeah,” Rainbow huffed as she threw away her clothes and grabbed one of the dresses from the rack, looking angrily at it. “Let’s get this over with.”