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Twilight's First Date
“Rarity, I need your help NOW!” Twilight screamed as she burst into the guest room Rarity was staying in during their trip to the Crystal Empire for the Princess Summit.
Spike, who was unsurprisingly also in the room, and who was more accustomed to Twilight's frantic outbursts, recovered and replied first. “What's the matter, Twilight? Has another ancient evil shown up? Is Sombra back? Has there been a zombie outbreak?” he asked with what might have been a little bit too much enthusiasm.
“No, this is far, far worse!”
“You've got a date tonight, but you've never been on a date before, so you're worried that you'll do something wrong and it will be a disaster. And to make matters worse, you also have nothing to wear.” Rarity said flatly.
“No, I—” Twilight hesitated, full of surprise. “Actually, yes. How did you know?”
Spike sighed. “It's never zombies,” he muttered quietly.
Rarity gave Twilight a knowing grin. “Twilight, darling, you've had your eye on a certain guardspony ever since you and Spike came back from that strange mirror world. I know for a fact that you've never been on a date before, so it's only natural that you would stress out about it. Especially since you're, well, you. And I also happen to know that you did not pack any clothes suitable for a first date. Honestly, darling, how could you expect me to not see this coming?”
“Oh, I guess it does make sense when you put it like that,” Twilight said sheepishly. “So can you—Wait. What was that bit you said about me stressing out?”
“Never mind that, darling; Rarity is here to help. Your outfit is over there.” Rarity pointed to a mannequin wearing a simple, yet still quite beautiful, dress.
Twilight stared at it in disbelief. “Huh? You already have a dress made for me? When did that happen?”
“Oh, Spike and I finished that days ago. Like I said, it was pretty obvious that you would need it. Now come over here and let me do your mane.”
“Thank you, Rarity,” Twilight said as Rarity went to work, “but there's still the problem of me inevitably ruining everything because I'll make a huge mistake because I don't know what to do or how to act on a date. I don't suppose you happen to have a book about dating or romance with you?”
Rarity reflexively glanced towards one of the many suitcases she had brought with her. Specifically, the one with her copy of Fifty Shades of Hay carefully hidden inside of it. “No, I have absolutely nothing of the sort. Sorry.”
Twilight's panic levels began to rise again. “Oh, I knew I should have brought the library's copy of Dating Directions for Dorks with me.”
“Don't worry, darling. You don't need a book for this. You have me here to help you. I can tell you everything you need to know to make sure both of you have a wonderful evening.”
“Thank you, Rarity. But we're actually meeting for lunch. In about thirty minutes.”
“WHAT?! Thirty minutes?! Well, there's no time for talking then. There's only one solution to this problem: I will accompany you on your date, and you will simply follow my lead.”
“Ummmm, Rarity, I might not know much about dating, but I'm pretty sure that dates are usually between two ponies, not three.”
“Well yes, obviously. And that is why I will bring someone with me and we will make it a double date.”
“Oooh. That makes much more sense. But who can we find to go on a date with you on such a short notice?”
Spike cleared his throat. “Might I make a suggestion?”
“Well that didn't go as planned,” Twilight said as she stared ahead blankly.
“No kidding,” Spike replied morosely from next to her.
“Who would have thought that Flash and Rarity would be perfect for each other?”
“Someone with a sick sense of humor, if you ask me.”
“I'm not even mad. I'm just shocked.”
“And I'm just feeling depressed.”
“Well, I can't really blame you. How about we get some ice cream to feel better?”
“I don't know…”
“I'll let you put crushed pieces of the castle in it.”
“DEAL!”
Twilight chucked as they got up and left.
After a few moments of silent walking, Twilight spoke again. “Hey, Spike?”
“Yeah, Twilight?”
“Just how did Rarity know that I've never been on a date before, anyway?”
“Uhhh...I'll race you to the ice cream!”
Spike, who was unsurprisingly also in the room, and who was more accustomed to Twilight's frantic outbursts, recovered and replied first. “What's the matter, Twilight? Has another ancient evil shown up? Is Sombra back? Has there been a zombie outbreak?” he asked with what might have been a little bit too much enthusiasm.
“No, this is far, far worse!”
“You've got a date tonight, but you've never been on a date before, so you're worried that you'll do something wrong and it will be a disaster. And to make matters worse, you also have nothing to wear.” Rarity said flatly.
“No, I—” Twilight hesitated, full of surprise. “Actually, yes. How did you know?”
Spike sighed. “It's never zombies,” he muttered quietly.
Rarity gave Twilight a knowing grin. “Twilight, darling, you've had your eye on a certain guardspony ever since you and Spike came back from that strange mirror world. I know for a fact that you've never been on a date before, so it's only natural that you would stress out about it. Especially since you're, well, you. And I also happen to know that you did not pack any clothes suitable for a first date. Honestly, darling, how could you expect me to not see this coming?”
“Oh, I guess it does make sense when you put it like that,” Twilight said sheepishly. “So can you—Wait. What was that bit you said about me stressing out?”
“Never mind that, darling; Rarity is here to help. Your outfit is over there.” Rarity pointed to a mannequin wearing a simple, yet still quite beautiful, dress.
Twilight stared at it in disbelief. “Huh? You already have a dress made for me? When did that happen?”
“Oh, Spike and I finished that days ago. Like I said, it was pretty obvious that you would need it. Now come over here and let me do your mane.”
“Thank you, Rarity,” Twilight said as Rarity went to work, “but there's still the problem of me inevitably ruining everything because I'll make a huge mistake because I don't know what to do or how to act on a date. I don't suppose you happen to have a book about dating or romance with you?”
Rarity reflexively glanced towards one of the many suitcases she had brought with her. Specifically, the one with her copy of Fifty Shades of Hay carefully hidden inside of it. “No, I have absolutely nothing of the sort. Sorry.”
Twilight's panic levels began to rise again. “Oh, I knew I should have brought the library's copy of Dating Directions for Dorks with me.”
“Don't worry, darling. You don't need a book for this. You have me here to help you. I can tell you everything you need to know to make sure both of you have a wonderful evening.”
“Thank you, Rarity. But we're actually meeting for lunch. In about thirty minutes.”
“WHAT?! Thirty minutes?! Well, there's no time for talking then. There's only one solution to this problem: I will accompany you on your date, and you will simply follow my lead.”
“Ummmm, Rarity, I might not know much about dating, but I'm pretty sure that dates are usually between two ponies, not three.”
“Well yes, obviously. And that is why I will bring someone with me and we will make it a double date.”
“Oooh. That makes much more sense. But who can we find to go on a date with you on such a short notice?”
Spike cleared his throat. “Might I make a suggestion?”
“Well that didn't go as planned,” Twilight said as she stared ahead blankly.
“No kidding,” Spike replied morosely from next to her.
“Who would have thought that Flash and Rarity would be perfect for each other?”
“Someone with a sick sense of humor, if you ask me.”
“I'm not even mad. I'm just shocked.”
“And I'm just feeling depressed.”
“Well, I can't really blame you. How about we get some ice cream to feel better?”
“I don't know…”
“I'll let you put crushed pieces of the castle in it.”
“DEAL!”
Twilight chucked as they got up and left.
After a few moments of silent walking, Twilight spoke again. “Hey, Spike?”
“Yeah, Twilight?”
“Just how did Rarity know that I've never been on a date before, anyway?”
“Uhhh...I'll race you to the ice cream!”