>the Heart is usually controlled manually by Cadance; it functions not entirely different from a computer 

>she inputs a mares request for love, and the Heart spits out a match 

>sometimes tho, the Heart does things of its own will 

>Cadance is rather shocked to see that a human match has been found for a very unlikely candidate 

>the last being in the world she thought would be matched 

>Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings and archenemy of Equestria 

>after much debating, back and forth, Cadance convinces the other princesses that "love will find a way", even if that way seems impossible or just downright stupid 

>while the Human Operation; Rescue & Search Event (or H.O.R.S.E for short) takes place in your world, envoys are sent to Chrysalis hive 

>it takes a whole lot of political favors, bribes, and promises of treatys to get the Queen to even consider it 

 

>and so it happens one sunny spring day, that you and your match meets for the first time, on neutral ground, surrounded by soldiers from both sides 

>and you feel love, pure and strong, shining into your heart for the first time 

>you can just hope that she feels the same 

 

>she does 

>perhaps not as strongly as you, but there is definitely a spark inside of her 

>it's something she's never felt before 

>love willingly given, instead of harvested from those unable to defend themselves 

 

>due to the delicate circumstances, it's generally agreed that you should take it slow 

>you are given a small property at the edge of the village closest to her domains 

>you are given privacy obviously, but your actions (and hers specifically) are under close observation 

>it goes great at first 

 

>well, perhaps not great 

>there are some cultural hiccups in the beginning 

>it takes awhile for her to accept your carefree lifestyle and non-formal ways 

>and more than once you find her trying to sneakily drain you of some extra emotions 

>you on the other hand have to fight certain frustrations 

>she didn't talk with you for the whole day when you accidently called her Chryssi 

>and you have a basement now, apperently 

>filled with green sticky slime that has ruined more than one pair of pants 

 

>it takes awhile, that's for sure 

>but neither of you are willing to give this up 

>so you press on, taking it day by day 

>you teach her to cook, and she teaches you about military strategies (you never thought something like that could actually be intresting) 

>you spend your days learning more and more about eachother, and soon you don't sleep in separate rooms, but share a bed 

 

>and one day, a few months in, you both find yourselfs relaxing on the sofa 

>her head is in your lap, while you stroke her suprisingly soft neck 

>you call her "your little lovebug", and instead of scowling at you she smiles and kisses you softly 

>life is good 

 

 

>but such is life, that the good times never seem to last 

>and all the good things you had, one day comes to an end 

 

>it begins with a knock on the door 

>and before you know it, your home is filled with little bug-horses 

>even tho it been over six months since their Queen left them, they still treat her with the outmost respect 

>but behind all the bowing and title-calling, you can feel something else 

>dissapointment, and anger 

>they are meant to be ruled, not left to fend for themselves 

>the Changelings demands their Queen back, right now 

 

>Chrysalis is torn between her love for you, and her love for her people 

>she admits that this whole adventure has clouded her judgement a bit 

>so great and comforting was these new feelings of love, that she more or less abandoned her subjects 

>not that everything is falling apart without her, but she is still their Queen 

>and a Queen belongs amongst her people, nowhere else 

 

>you don't remember alot from these harrowing hours, but you remember the end of that day 

>you are on your knees, begging her to stay 

>she can't look you in the eyes, lest she starts crying 

>you beg her to take you with her, to live in her Hive 

>and you nearly go deaf from the cacophony of protests 

>the bugs are adamant; either she comes back alone, to how things were before, or she stays here, and will always be remembered as the queen who betrayed her people 

 

>In the end you close your door to an empty house and an empty heart 

>and the good times are gone, just like that 

 

>time passes 

>not that you notices 

>in your mind it's still a cold day in fall, when everything went awry 

 

>ponies try to cheer you up 

>the princesses themselves drop in on a visit, giving their condolances and leaving you with vague promises of trying to fix things 

>you all know it won't go anywhere 

>the Changeling empire have closed their gates, and the empire of Equestria is not willing to escalate an already very sensitive political situation simply for one man 

>Cadance even offers to try to match you again 

>you scream terrible things at her, and then break down crying 

 

>days turn to weeks that somehow becomes months, and before you know it it's spring again 

>the flowers are blooming and the world is ablaze with life 

>but for you it's always fall 

 

 

>and then one day someone knocks on your door 

>and the love of your life stands outside, dirty and tired 

>she doesn't get as much as a word out before you grab her in a bearhug 

>she hugs you back and cries into your neck 

>it doesn't take long before you're both blubbering messes, hugging and crying and kissing 

>and you get an explanation 

>she choose wrong, she realised far too late 

>her empire can do without their queen 

>they might not like it, but they'll manage 

>but she can't do without you 

 

>so after far too many sleepless night where she longed for your embrace, she left her hive for the last time 

>to get back to the one thing that truly made her happy 

 

>that night you hold eachother as tightly as two beings can 

>she mumbles in her sleep, and you slowly caress her mane 

>there will be consequences, that's for sure 

>and there are no way of telling how hard they will hit you 

>but it doesn't matter 

>because she is back where she belongs, in the life you two have created 

 

>and in your mind the rain curtains of fall fades away, and the sun is once more shining 

 

The end