Originally written for a Froday Flash Fiction Challenge. The challenge was to write an unusual pairing. :-)
It was starting to wear on Sam's nerves. The forlorn sighs, the lovelorn stares, the moping whenever another paid the object of his longing the slightest attention.
Finally Sam couldn't take it anymore. Arms akimbo, he confronted him. 'I reckon I've had about as much as I can stand. Faint heart never won true love, as they say. Now just you go and tell him how you feel with no roundaboutation.' He gave him a firm shove.
And so, trembling all over, he did.
Shadowfax arched his great neck and nuzzled Bill tenderly in return.
The pony nearly fainted.