[SFW] Sci Twi's date


                                            >"You know, I had a great time, how about a date?"

                                            >You are Twilight Sparkle

                                            >Human Twilight. You don't know why you are adding your specific race, but you feel somebody needed that explanation

                                            >Your friends have been cheering you up after your breakout with Timber

                                            >He tried at least, but since you two live so far away and have different goals in life, the relationship just couldn't be

                                            >Besides, you didn't wanted to talk so much, but he was your first boyfriend

                                            >But now that is history. College is another page, and you can learn so much more!

                                            >In fact, you quickly found a new clicle of friends: the DnD group

                                            >Moondancer, Lyra Hearstrings, Sweetie Drops, and Marble Pie are really nice friends

                                            >You needed to find a job though; student loans are something you don't want to have in your life

                                            >You started tutoring some of the students in the campus for a small fee, and it has been profitable next to your part time job in a cafe

                                            >During one of these classes, one guy has taken a liking for you, asking about your day and how are you accomodating on school

                                            >And ever since he said those words, you just don't want to leave your room

                                            >Especially after answering: Yes

                                            >Now you are hiding under your blanket, not wanting to leave

                                            >*Knock* *Knock* "Twilight, are you still inside our room?"

                                            >Moondancer is knocking

                                            "Yes"

                                            >"Are you going to leave?"

                                            "No!"

                                            >"Come on, at least open the door. I need to grab my books for my project"

                                            "Hmmm..."

                                            >"Twilight, open up!"

                                            >You drag yourself out of bed, and unlock the door

                                            >"Finally. Twilight, is everything okay?"

                                            "No, it's not"

                                            >"Why not? Are you feeling bad? Homesick? Did you got a bad grade?"

                                            "No, nothing about that"

                                            >"So?"

                                            "... I'm having a date this Friday"

                                            >When you finish that sentence, Moondancer looks at you shocked, and then screams


                                            >"AAAHHHHHH!!!!! A-A-A-A-A DATE?! Why didn't you told us Twilight?!"

                                            "I didn't wanted to-"

                                            >"Who is he? Is he cute? Is he from this school? Does he have a car? Is he strong? Handsome? Smart?"

                                            "Well, he-"

                                            "No! Wait! I'll tell the girls!"

                                            "What?! No, I don't want them to-"

                                            >Before you finish, Moondancer runs away screaming

                                            >"Girls! Girls! Come quickly! Twilight is having a date!"

                                            "Oh no"

                                            >You run to your bed and hide under covers again. After a while, the group comes to your room

                                            >"Come on Twilight, leave the bed"

                                            "No! I'm staying here forever. You didn't had to tell the girls Moondancer!"

                                            >"I told you Twilight, I'm sorry"

                                            >"Forgive her already Twilight. Besides, it's actually good she told us about this"

                                            >Lyra sits next to you

                                            "Really?"

                                            >"I'm serious Twilight, we can help you have a great date!"

                                            >"Yeah, we will help you, Right Marble?

                                            >"Hmm-huh"

                                            >Sweetie Drops (or Bon-Bon as she likes to be called) removes the blanket on top of you

                                            >"You don't need to be scared, we are here to support you"

                                            "... Thanks girls, I can't even start to tell you how thankful I am"

                                            >"Anyway, that doesn't matter. Who is the one who asked you out?"

                                            "Well, he never told me his name, he just appeared one day and told me when I was available for tutoring. And since he always pays upfront after the class, I never bothered to ask"

                                            >"Oh... how are we going to help then?"

                                            >"Don't worry", Moondancer replied. "I have a few magazines about dating in my closet, and some are in the library"

                                            >Lyra rises her hand

                                            >"I know a few tricks with boys you will like"

                                            >"Marble can give you a few tips about clothing, she has lots of outfits" Bon Bon said, "and I can teach you a few things that will come handy"

                                            "Thanks girls, I am really thankful"

                                            >"Oh, you sure are. But want to know something else?"

                                            "Yes?"

                                            >"Today is Saturday night, so you know what that means"

                                            >Everyone: Campaign night!!!


                                            >At Sunday, the girls divided their roles to help you. Now Monday, Moondancer is the first one. She picked you up from work and took you to the library

                                            >"Alright, there was a couple of mags about our theme. Now we should be ready to anything that guy can throw at you"

                                            >You grab a few magazines and flip the pages

                                            "I don't know, this seems a little excessive"

                                            >"It pays to document everything that can help future generations"

                                            "I know, but.... Abs and mass? What his pants are expressing? Feet lenght?"

                                            >She takes the last one

                                            >"I don't think you want to read this yet, it's... advanced lessons for later"

                                            "Alright, I'll read this one about noses... Why the best ones are pointy?"

                                            >"No Twilight, don't flip the next pa-!"

                                            "AAAAHHHHH!!!!"

                                            >Your scream managed to kick out both of you. At least they let Moondancer take the magazines

                                            "Please tell me you don't read those things"

                                            >"Sorry Twilight, I do. But only for research!"

                                            "How can that be research?! And what is the relation between feet or noses with having a big c-?"

                                            >"Don't mention that! Look, we are going to take these mags to our room, study what we can, and figure out his motives about him having a date with you"

                                            "Isn't most dates try to get to know the other person more personally?"

                                            >"Sorry Sci-Twi, but the magazine "Gossipers" say that he can only date you to get a night without you screaming rape, or "Rumors and Peeks", where a shy girl had a douche who only leeched off her. He always stole her OJ!"

                                            >Sci-Twi. That nickname got stuck on you since Science class. It was a new subject for you, nothing more!

                                            "Are you sure he is going to try something bad with me?"

                                            >"We can't never be sure, just read this horrible article of "Alleway Whispers": her date kidnapped her and forced her to have sex and take heroin in an ugly basement until he forgot to close the door!"

                                            "Isn't that a magazine about urban legends?"

                                            >"If it is about dating, it could be true! Now, let's go!"


                                            >Monday was horrible with your "research"

                                            >Moondancer was the more "inspired" of the two

                                            >In fact, you are pretty sure she got a dark fantasy about that rapist guy locking the girl in a basement

                                            >But now it's Tuesday, so is Lyra's turn

                                            >She took you to the mall, in the food court area

                                            >"O.M.G. Twi, you will love what I have to teach you!"

                                            "Moondancer said the same thing"

                                            >"C'mon, my class is better. Besides, I am not as thirsty as her. She would be the one with dates if she bathed more than twice a week and wear more than just sweaters"

                                            "Fine, what are you going to teach me?"

                                            >"Just look"

                                            >She goes to a nerdy guy in the candy shop. She wiggles at him a bit, and he gives her some candy

                                            >She comes back to you

                                            >"See that? I'm going to teach you how to get free stuff from boys"

                                            "I don't like that one bit"

                                            >"Why not? Is free stuff! It's not like I am robbing him or something"

                                            "That is called begging"

                                            >"I don't beg, I just give him some eye candy, and he gives me candy. It's fair trade. Let me show you again"

                                            >She gives you the bag of candy, and goes to the fast food area. She talks to a fat man and wiggles at him a bit. He doesn't complies, so she gets closer and rubs her body on him. A while later, she comes back with two sodas and some fries

                                            >"Some will require a bit of persuasion, but they will give you stuff in the end. Just go for the nerdy or the fat ones, they do anything for woman contact"

                                            "That sounds less than begging, and more like prostitution"

                                            >"I am not a slut Twilight. You know what? Your turn. See that boy with the big glasses? Go get a bag of cheesepuffs from him"

                                            >She pushes you to the small 24/7. You only sigh, and grab confidence


                                            >You get close to the guy with the glasses

                                            "Hum... hi?"

                                            >"Eh?"

                                            >You grabbed his attention at least. You look behind you, and see Lyra giving you signs

                                            >You smile, and go back to the man

                                            "Hi, uh, I was asking if you could help me. Is that I really want a small bag of cheesepuffs, but I don't have enough money. Could you be nice and buy me one please?"

                                            >"What? Get your own money, Go away!"

                                            >You look at Lyra again. She wiggles and point at her mouth smiling

                                            >You breath, and try to be as adorable as possible

                                            "Please?" *wiggle, wiggle* "Is just a small bag, that's all I'm asking" *smile*

                                            >"Well, I... I.. Uh.."

                                            >It worked! You look at Lyra again. She signs you to touch his forearm and rub it a bit

                                            >You do as told

                                            "Can you please?" *rub rub*

                                            >"Anything else sir?"

                                            >"Uhhh... a bag of cheesepuffs please!"

                                            >The clerk adds a bag of cheesepuffs to his groceries, and he gives it to you

                                            "Oh, thank you!" *hug* "You are really kind!"

                                            >"A-any time..."

                                            >You leave the store and go back with Lyra

                                            "Whoa, I can't believe it worked!"

                                            >"See? It's easy. How about you try with that guy in the candy store? I'll just watch"

                                            >You go to the candy shop, and do the same thing. He bought you a pack of gummy bears

                                            "It was really easy Lyra!... Lyra?"

                                            >She isn't in the foud court

                                            >Walking for a bit, you find her coming out of a shoe store

                                            "Lyra, what are you doing here?"

                                            >"Nothing, just walking"

                                            "Are those new shoes?"

                                            >"What about them?"

                                            "Didn't you said you didn't had any money?"

                                            >Moments later, a man comes out and pinches her butt. She winks at him

                                            >You only look at her

                                            >"What? What 2 adults offer each other in a dressing room is their problem. Oh, are those gummy bears?"

                                            "I think I learned enough. Let's go home"

                                            >"But I need a purse for these shoes!"

                                            "I said we go!"


                                            >Wednesday comes, and you aren't very thrilled about this whole date help thing anymore

                                            >At least this time is Marble giving you the class

                                            >Better yet, it's at the dorm, so you don't need to suffer public humiliation if something goes wrong

                                            >She is the one with her own room since she is very shy. Not a big problem since she doesn't take too much space at the dorm either

                                            >Her room is tidy, with some motivational and game posters

                                            >She has a table with a laptop too

                                            "Thanks for helping me Marble, I think you will be the most normal of the two"

                                            >"..."

                                            "I mean, it's not like I appreciate the help, but Moondancer has been really... weird, and Lyra is just awful. I have seen things, but these are taking the cake so far"

                                            >"Uhhh..."

                                            "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You didn't needed to hear my outburst. What are we seeing today?"

                                            >She points at you to some clothes on her bed

                                            >You grab them, and change into them. They are a bit loose, but it's fine, you think

                                            "Do you think he will like this?"

                                            >You are wearing a sweater with tight jeans. While the sweater is simple, the jeans shape up your legs, bringing a lot of attention to your bum. The jeans let your ankles free, so you are using long socks

                                            >"Hmmm..."

                                            >Marble checks her computer. A bit later, she leaves and goes for more clothes

                                            >You take them, and you go to the bathroom to change

                                            >A while later, you come out

                                            "I think this is too much"

                                            >You are wearing a tight floral top, the flowers on top of your chest. A really short mini skirt, almost showing your white panties, and the thigh high kitty socks are pointing right at your crotch. The black high heels are really enhancing the "imagination"

                                            >Marble quickly returns to her laptop, type a few things, and gives you more clothes

                                            >You take them to the bathroom, but when you see them, you come out quickly

                                            "Marble, there is no way I wear this!"

                                            >You show a red night dress that only covers your top, with black panties and brown leggins. Nothing to cover that


                                            >Marble returns to her laptop, but this time you see what she is doing

                                            >She is on a live chat, streaming all of your clothing exchanges

                                            >You quickly close the laptop

                                            "WHY ARE YOU STREAMING ALL THIS?!"

                                            >"... They tell you nice things when you follow their suggestions"

                                            >You won't bother to read those "nice things". You only take your clothes and leave the room

                                            -----

                                            >You are Marble

                                            >You are really sad right now. You only wanted to help

                                            >One of the students said this website will help you since a lot of girls upload their videos

                                            >And so far it has been true. You were educated in a mine, but life in the city isn't so bad, why your family was so preocuppied?

                                            >You open the laptop again, the chat asking for your friend

                                            >"Sorry guys, my friend didn't liked the suggestions, and she left angry"

                                            >"I am sad, I though I was helping her for her date"

                                            >Lots of comments cheering you up appear. These boys are so nice

                                            >You look at the clothing she left

                                            >You fix the camera, and put a hand in your chest

                                            >"You are so nice. Want me to put those on?"

                                            >The chat implodes in cheerful comments and donations

                                            >They are really nice

                                            >You take the clothes, and go to your bathroom. A moment later, you come dressed up

                                            >"Hope you like it. Any game request for tonight?"

                                            >You really enjoy games, and you have been playing them non-stop since you started college

                                            >After some ideas, you picked one

                                            >During your playthrough, one viewer requested to buy your bath water

                                            >You accepted. Water is hard to come by in an amish town, so you know how important is to share. Is nice from them to buy it

                                            >You still wonder why your sisters don't like these videos. You are only having fun with nice men, that is all


                                            >Thursday comes up, you are finishing your shift at your job

                                            >Bon Bon said she will meet you there, that she talked with your boss for help

                                            >You don't know what "help" is it, but you don't want to know either

                                            >You finish cleaning the tables, and Bon Bon arrives

                                            >"Hello Twilight, I heard what happened yesterday"

                                            "Can we not talk about it? I don't want to remember anything about that"

                                            >"Is ok. In fact, I think it will help us for the lesson of today"

                                            "How?"

                                            >She makes you a sign to follow her to the backstore, so you do

                                            >Inside the supply room, she takes a big sack of flour

                                            >"Listen Twilight, I won't lie to you, the stunts the girls played on you have left you as a target"

                                            "A target?"

                                            >"Moondancer has horrible social skills, so everyone knows what mags you took from the library. A lot of people saw you with Lyra flirting men for free stuff, giving you looks of a trampt"

                                            "Isn't Lyra your girlfriend?"

                                            >"She is only my BEST FRIEND! We don't have anything to do in our personal lives, no matter how we feel about each other!"

                                            >She whispers

                                            >"T-that idiot..."

                                            "Huh, Drops?"

                                            >She is back with you

                                            >"Anyway, with Marble's little OnlyGames stream, now everyone thinks you dress up online for money"

                                            "But that isn't true!"

                                            >"Exactly, but perverts won't listen anyway. So..."

                                            >She punches the sack really hard, sending it all the way to the other side of the room

                                            >"I'll teach you self-defense"

                                            "What?! But how that will help me?!"

                                            >"Listen Twilight. Most times our Prince in Shining Armor is just a peasant in a tin vest, so you better learn how to protect yourself. A damsel in distress is usually a liability. You aren't a liability"

                                            >She takes another sack

                                            >"Your turn. Punch this sack"

                                            "I don't want to punch a sack of flour. You are crazy!"

                                            >You are about to leave the room, but Bon Bon replied

                                            >"Sure, go ahead. You will be sorry when you get assaulted or your "date" kidnaps you like that girl too"


                                            "... Have you been reading Moondancer's magazines?"

                                            >"It pays to be prepared. Are you going to start punching this sack or not?"

                                            >You really want to leave, but she does have a point

                                            >You leave the doorknob, and go back to Sweetie Drops

                                            >"Chin up, firm stance, one straight punch"

                                            >For the rest of the afternoon, you two were practicing punches and kicks against many dummies of coffee and flour sacks

                                            >"Alright Twilight, final enemies!"

                                            >She rises one badly drawn criminal

                                            >"I'm going to steal your purse and that guy's wallet!"

                                            >You punch it in the face

                                            "I payed all of this"

                                            >Another dummy

                                            >"Hello, I am the more rich and successful ex of your date"

                                            >A slap

                                            "Thot needs are bullshit"

                                            >Next one

                                            >"I am her mother, and I won't let you take my baby from me!"

                                            >Another slap

                                            "Mind your own business grandma!"

                                            >Last one

                                            >"You two will never be a couple!"

                                            >You rip his "heart" off

                                            "Then you won't need this"

                                            >"Whoa, extreme, but I allow it. You are ready for the final lesson"

                                            "Final lesson? I kicked everyone's asses right now!"

                                            >"I know, but is a valuable one: You must always hit their weak spots"

                                            >She looks at one of the dummies

                                            >"Castle Doctrine!"

                                            >She kicks the groin area

                                            >"Now, go!"

                                            "Castle Doctrine!"

                                            >You kick it in the nuts too

                                            >"Perfect! Now you know everything I do"

                                            >Both bow at each other

                                            >You are ready for your date now


                                            >Friday comes up, and your friends have met you in your work. He will pick you up from there later

                                            >Everyone brough their "help"

                                            >Moondancer gives you some magazines, Lyra reminds you that boobies are a good leverage, Marble gave you black leather pants with a white tube top (that barely hides your chest) with red hi-top high heels, and Bon Bon gives you pepper spray

                                            >You changed your hair from a bun into free long hair. It may fit

                                            >Around 07:30 PM, he arrives in a middle class sedan. Looks like a Lexus

                                            >"Hello Twilight, rea-"

                                            >He is astonished for your clothing. You wish you had another thing than thick black glasses right now

                                            >".... Oh! Sorry, I spaced out. Are you ready?"

                                            "Yes, I am"

                                            >He opens the door for you, and you go inside his car

                                            >He goes in, and starts driving

                                            >"I'm really happy we are having this date"

                                            "Are you?"

                                            >"I mean it. I have to be honest, I was kind of shy, but I have been eyeing you for a while"

                                            "Really?"

                                            >Time for analisis Twilight: he has a car, so his kidnapping attempt would be useless. Trunks started to have hidden locks in case people are forced into it

                                            >The car is used, so you may leave without using much force

                                            >Wait! What if he is using drugs? He doesn't look too smart. He may use chloroform. Chloroform actually takes 5 minutes to make effect, and in much bigger quantities than just a wet rag. If you pretend being knocked out, he will leave you be. Surprise factor will help

                                            >"Any song you want to listen?"

                                            "Huh? Oh! Just turn on the radio, and let's see what we find"

                                            >He changes stations until one song fits him. You only agree to keep analizing

                                            >He combed his hair, and he is wearing a white jacket with a grey shirt; with blue slacks and black shoes

                                            >Time to analize him


                                            >Casual, a bit fancy, it means he is well economically. Maybe kidnapping is out of the table

                                            >White represents purity and nobility, yet grey means he is troubled inside or is very simplistic at home

                                            >Blue pants are a sing of authority, but used too much means loneliness. He never uses blue when you tutor him, so he maybe will want to try to impress you with his authority

                                            >Black shoes means a stoic person, very proffesional. Maybe he is a major

                                            >"Huh, do I have something on me Twi?"

                                            >You are very close to his face

                                            "Oh, sorry! I though I saw something, like a beauty mark or something"

                                            >You go back a bit

                                            "So, how was your week?"

                                            >"I can't complain, your lessons really helped me a lot. In fact, I managed to get this date because thanks to you, I got enough credits to pass the class without doing the exam"

                                            "Really?"

                                            >"Really"

                                            >You feel a bit proud... Wait, remember, he may try to flatter you just to get in your pants. Cold shoulder Twilight

                                            "Oh, I mean, good for you. Good things come when you study"

                                            >That cut was a good save. Sadly you can't move too much in silence, maybe a straight approach helps you know him

                                            "You know, I have been tutoring you a lot, but you never told me your name"

                                            >"Really? Well, my name is... Oh look! We are here!"

                                            >You two arrive to a restaurant, he parks in the lot next to it


                                            >Now at the entrance, you two are waiting in the line

                                            >You check the place

                                            >3.5 stars, weekend means you will need reservations for that night. Expensive yet accesible

                                            >Inside there are couples and medium high class families. He either saved for this moment, or he knows someone inside

                                            >Your turn arrives

                                            >"Hello, do you have reservations?"

                                            >"Sure, here"

                                            >He pulls out his phone, and shows it to the door man

                                            >"... Sorry sir, but this reservation says its for next week, not this one"

                                            >"What?! But I was sure I requested it correctly!"

                                            >"I'm sorry, but I will ask you to leave"

                                            >"Aw, come on, can you make an exception? It will be quick"

                                            >The guard nearby comes close

                                            >"He said you did it wrong, leave"

                                            >Both leave the entrance

                                            >"I'm sorry Twilight, I though I filled the request properly"

                                            >No, this little mistake won't ruin your date. Maybe this works

                                            "Don't worry, I will talk to them. Maybe they will hear me"

                                            >"Are you sure?"

                                            "Trust me, just wait a moment"

                                            >He waits close to his car. Good, that means he won't see this

                                            >You go close to the door man

                                            "Hi sir"

                                            >"Lady, I'm truly sorry, but you two can't enter"

                                            "Really?"

                                            >You put your arms to the side, giving a lot of focus to your bosom

                                            "He just did a little mistake, can you overlook it for now?"

                                            >"Well, I can't just..."

                                            >The guard comes close

                                            >"I know your kind tots, it ain't happening"

                                            >You get close to the guard, rubbing him a bit

                                            "Please? Just this once?"

                                            >He gives you a funny look

                                            >"Oh really? And if I agree, there will be something nice for me?"

                                            >A pervert. You aren't afraid. He may be big, but Bon Bon taugh you well what to do if he tries something funny

                                            >A tease will be enough

                                            "Maybe?"

                                            >He walks back a bit

                                            >"Call your boy, you are in until later"

                                            >You only smile

                                            "Thanks! You two are really kind"

                                            >You go back to your date, and tell him they allowed you access

                                            >He signs the entrance, and both enter the restaurant

                                            >"Until "later", tots"

                                            >"Eh? What did he said?"

                                            "Don't mind him, he is just teasing"


                                            >Inside the place, you two take a table and check the menu

                                            >Pastas, regional dishes, desserts

                                            >One grabbed your attention: The Big Mountain burger

                                            >"Anything you want?"

                                            "Yes, I would like the Big Mou-!"

                                            >You cut yourself short. Boys don't like women with weird appetites, they see them as uncouth

                                            "I mean, I'll take a salad"

                                            >*Growl!!!* says your stomach in anger

                                            >"Really? I heard this place sells good hamburgers, are you sure you don't want that?"

                                            >*Growl!!!* screams your belly in begginess

                                            "Maybe a small one, just to try"

                                            >A soft *growl* comes in agreement

                                            >"Good, I think I'll take the spaghetti"

                                            >Your date calls the waiter. You reconigze him

                                            >"Oh! You are the girl I bought those cheesepuffs"

                                            "Hey! Hiiii.... good to see you..."

                                            >"Do you know him?"

                                            "Well, I met him in the mall..."

                                            >"What are you doing here?"

                                            "I'm having a date... with him"

                                            >You point at your (oblivious) date

                                            >You don't know how, but you heard his heart just being crushed

                                            >"Oh.... Good... What can I get you?"

                                            >"Yes, we are taking a number 3 and a small 7 please"

                                            >"Any refreshments?"

                                            >"Just two sodas"

                                            >He takes the orders and leaves

                                            >"Whoa, you didn't told me you had friends working here. No wonder they let us in"

                                            "Hehe, yeah. Well, he is more of a acquaintance, but he is nice"

                                            >"Good to know"

                                            "Yeah, well, enough about that. Let's talk about us"

                                            >"Well, I have been living here in Everton since I was a kid, most of my friends are from my neighbourhood, and I am studying Economics. What about you?"

                                            "I come from Canterlot City, My friends stayed there, and I am studying Science and Laboratory"

                                            >"Really? And how you became an Economics tutor?"

                                            "Well, I'm good with numbers, so it was easy for me. Speaking about it, you still didn't told me your name"

                                            >"Oh right, my name is-"

                                            >*Ring ring* *Ring ring*

                                            >His phone is having a call

                                            >"Sorry Twilight, excuse me a moment"

                                            "Sure, go ahead"


                                            >Your date leaves the table to answer, meanwhile your waiter comes back

                                            >He tried to hide it, but it was obvious he has been crying, tears falling on one of the drinks

                                            >"A-anything else?"

                                            "No... thanks... hum, I am really happy you bought me that bag of cheesepuffs. I have money, I can give it back to you"

                                            >"No... just... keep it"

                                            >He walks away sobbing

                                            >Your date comes back

                                            >"Sorry, one of the guys forgot where he left his project. Sodas are here?"

                                            "Yes, take one"

                                            >You automatically grab the tearless one

                                            >"Hmm, that's refreshing. Hey, does this taste salty to you?"

                                            "No, I don't think so"

                                            >You sip quietly

                                            >A while later, your order arrives. You see some cheese puffs set aside your fries

                                            >"Did they gave you... cheesepuffs?"

                                            "Hehehe, looks like it!"

                                            >"It must be a mistake"

                                            "Nononono, maybe they come with the small portion of the hamburguer"

                                            >"Well, if you say so"

                                            >You two continue their meal in peace, until two more guys enter the restaurant

                                            >And they recognize you, but you don't

                                            >"Hey, is she the girl from the stream?"

                                            >"Yes, she is!"

                                            "Hum, do I know you guys?"

                                            >"Oh, not personally"

                                            >"But we do. Remember the little dress up?"

                                            >Those two start giggling while you turn red

                                            >"Twilight, what are these guys saying?"

                                            "Look, that was an accident. My friend Marble-"

                                            >"Are you friend of Lilsh1nyMarbl3?"

                                            >"Sweet! Hey, how about you give us her number? We can show you a good time"

                                            "No way you creeps!"

                                            >"Don't get angry, you were the one changing clothes on her stream"

                                            >"You also are a Thot?!"

                                            >You see the waiter screaming from behind

                                            >You scream

                                            "I AM NOT A SLUT!"

                                            >The entire restaurant becomes silent. The guard is coming

                                            >"Alright, I heard enough. All of you: out"

                                            "But you said we could stay until later"

                                            >"Later is now, tots"

                                            >The guys start to complain, the waiter is crying, your date is confused, the entire restaurant is mumbling and judging you

                                            >Everything is revolting and turning dark and you can't breath. Everything is dark and small and big and bright and-


                                            >You feel a hand touch your shoulder

                                            >Snap

                                            "CASTLE DOCTRINE!!!"

                                            >With all confidence, you throw a kick straight to the balls

                                            >Your hi top heels made you a bit larger, so instead of kicking with your feet, you kicked with the shoe

                                            >You feel a hard hit; success

                                            >Reality comes back, air fills your lungs, and your senses are returning

                                            >When you see your victim, you find out he is your date, and you left him on his knees!

                                            >"W... why?"

                                            >He passes out, and the entire restaurant is silent again

                                            "Ahh... ahh.... AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

                                            >You run away from the restaurant, and keep running

                                            >You don't realize how much you ran, but you manage to reach the College's campus

                                            >When you are aware of where you are, you run straight to your bed, hide under your covers, and cry there

                                            >Your friends heard all the conmotion

                                            >"Twilight, what happened?"

                                            "Leave me alone! You ruined my date!"

                                            >"We? What are you talking about?"

                                            "I did everything you told me, and now everyone believes I am an internet whore who flirts with men for free stuff!"

                                            >"It isn't that-"

                                            "And I kicked my date in the balls!"

                                            >"Alright, is bad. Just let's talk about this and-"

                                            "NO! Leave me alone! This is all your fault!"

                                            >You push your old friends out of your room, lock the door, and go back to cry on your bed


                                            >After that horrible date, you didn't see the guy again. He doesn't even call you

                                            >You returned the magazines to the library, send a bag of cheesepuffs to that waiter, managed to clean your name online, and throw away the pepper spray

                                            >Sadly, things were really different with your friends

                                            >You stopped learning sessions with Moondancer, started to distance yourself from Lyra and Marble, and stopped talking much with Bon Bon

                                            >Campaing nights? Rock falls, everyone dies

                                            >You were really angry and sad

                                            >Two weeks passed from that day, and now you are just focusing on your job and studies, nothing more

                                            >Speaking of which, you are about to finish your shift, just one last customer

                                            "Is there anything else you desire?"

                                            >"No, thanks. I'll get the bill"

                                            "It's $20"

                                            >"Alright, here is it. And a tip for..."

                                            >You recognize the customer

                                            >"Twilight?"

                                            "Sunset?"

                                            >"It's you! Twilight!"

                                            >Both share a hug. It's been a long time since you saw an old friend from Canterlot

                                            >"Oh, we need to talk right now! How are you? Is everything ok in College? What have you been up to?"

                                            "Oh, well, I am fine. College is easy, I have some friends and...."

                                            >You turn blue

                                            >"Hey, what is happening?"

                                            "I don't want to talk about it"

                                            >She pats your shoulder, and then grabs your hand. A moment later, she leaves her grasp laughing

                                            >"Ow, what a bad week. Is your date ok?"

                                            "Did you read my mind?! I told you I don't like it!"

                                            >"Sorry, sorry. It's just that is more easier that way. All those "I don't want to talk about it" don't help"

                                            "Still I don't like it when someone reads my mind"

                                            >"Anyway, is the guy ok?"

                                            >You try to hide your face

                                            "I haven't talked to him since that day"

                                            >"Really? But it's two weeks later. You can talk to him now"

                                            "But what if he hates me?"

                                            >"Well, at least you should talk with your friends. They were just trying to help"

                                            "I don't know..."

                                            >She pats your shoulder


                                            >"Look Twilight, the one in your memories wasn't you. You weren't shy or worried about what others would think of you. You were cheerful, kind, and really interesting to talk to. You had dates with Timber, and you weren't so worried about that"

                                            "... But we couldn't have that astronomy exhibition"

                                            >"Then why did you were so happy to tell us about the fireflies outside?"

                                            >You are surprised with that answer

                                            >"See? You were always content with your date, never with what with happened. Maybe you should've been less worried with what could happen, and enjoy the "now" more"

                                            ".... Thanks Sunset, I forget how to relax I guess"

                                            >She tuzzles your hair

                                            >"You always did that"

                                            >Both share a laugh. Later, a black sedan honks his horn, two men inside

                                            >"Looks like my partners are here"

                                            "Partners?"

                                            >"Oh right, I didn't told you. I'm kind of a private investigator, and those two requested my help. They are a bit hard to get used to, but they are good boys"

                                            "Oh, well, good luck with your job"

                                            >"Good luck with your friends. And call that boy, he deserves an apology"

                                            >She gives you her number

                                            >"You better tell me how it went"

                                            "Will do"

                                            >She gets inside the car. The man driving has a dreamy look. He waves at you, the other guy looks very proffesional yet classy, he smiles at you

                                            >You wave them goodbye. Sunny is lucky to work with cute guys

                                            >....

                                            >You look at your phone, take a breath, and dial Moondancer

                                            >"Hello?"

                                            "Hi Moondancer"

                                            >"Oh, Twilight, how are you?"

                                            "I'm fine, it's just ..."

                                            >"Yes?"

                                            "I wanted to apologize. You girls only wanted to help me and I let it get to me. I don't want to be angry with our group"

                                            >"No, is fine, I understand"

                                            "No! It's not fine! I was a real jerk, and I was cold with you after that"

                                            >"...."


                                            "... Say, today it's Saturday, can I be Quest Master again? I promise there won't be more rocks"

                                            >"... It better, or I will expell you from the group"

                                            "Then who is going to help you study? Hehehe, I'll see you soon"

                                            >Well, at least that is one. Here comes the other

                                            >You dial him

                                            >"Yes?"

                                            "Hello, it's me... Twilight"

                                            >"Twilight? What do you need?"

                                            "I wanted to call you because.... I wanted to tell you I'm sorry. I really am. I was so worried you wouldn't like me I did a lot of dumb things and everything piled on"

                                            >"I see"

                                            "And after I kicked you I didn't called later because I though you will hate me"

                                            >"Well, if you got kicked in the groin, you still would like the person who did it?"

                                            "Good point..."

                                            >"...."

                                            "Well, that's it. Goodbye"

                                            >"Ehhh... wait a moment. You are right, I accept your apologies"

                                            "You mean it?"

                                            >"Yeah, I forgive you"

                                            "Thanks... Say, would you like to know how everything piled on?"

                                            >"Really? Are you invinting me on a date?"

                                            "Well, more like an apology date"

                                            >"Fair enough. Maybe I can tell you my name this time"

                                            "I'd love that"