In Caramel's defence he almost made it halfway home before the panic set in again. This was going to happen. He'd practically made sure it would happen, and now there would be no stopping it.
He stopped dead in the middle of the road back to his farm, staring into space. A bird may have landed on his head, but he really didn't care. She was going to be in his house, with his family, for hours.
Take a deepbreath, he thought to himself. You talked to her about this, it's all going to be fine.
He thought back to breakfast, pancakes with Twilight. He could get used to that, it sounded nice, sitting their, talking in the mornin