So I'm trying something a little different this time by putting music in this chapter, with it being a dance and all. What I'd recommend is opening the song in different tabs and the playing them when you see the color cues.
When you see this, play Song 1. This is Song 2. This will be Song 4. And this is Song 4
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Sadly, as is the way of the world, all good things must come to an end. That weekend for Bass had been one of the best he'd ever had. But with the coming week he and his family had to return back to Manehatten. Running a hoof thru his now two toned mane, he couldn’t help but smile; remembering the antics that had led up to it. At that moment, the young Pegasus was in his own little world, remembering how Scootaloo had felt against him, how the warmth had just felt so right. Saying that Bass didn't want to school would be the understatement of the century. But, alas, he must.
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Like always, Bass was the first pony in his classroom. Seeing as how he had time to kill, he pulled his hood up and turned up the volume to his player and snoozed. That is until he felt somepony tapping him on his shoulder. Looking up groggily he could see his teacher thru his mane. "Class is starting so cd player and hoodie put away, ok Bass?" Bass just nodded, sliding his cd player into his saddlebag and standing to remove his hoodie. He could hear the collective gasps and whispers of his classmates as he slid the fabric off, allowing everypony to see his new tail and mane-do. As he sat down, Silver Streak, a colt who sat next to him whispered, "dude, rocking the two tones, very nice." Bass only gave him a small nod as he started taking down the lecture the teacher was giving.
At the end of class, Silver Streak caught Bass as he was packing up his stuff. He was the closest thing Bass had to a close friend here in Manehattan. "Amigo, Summer Dew was checking you out all class." Returning his attention to his saddlebags, he fished out the music player, sliding it into the hoodie's pocket and slinging the headphones around his neck. "That's nice." Silver Streak just looked at him, a shocked expression on his face. "That's nice? That's all you have to say?" Bass just looked at him with a deadpan stare. "Dude, she's the hottest mare in school!" Before Bass could say anything however, said mare and her friend approached the two colts.
"Hey Bass, love the new hair," she said, initiating the conversation. Silver Streak, always trying to be the ladies man, spoke up, "Hey girls, what can we do for you today?" Summer Dew's friend giggled while she just rolled her eyes, continuing to talk to Bass. "Anyways, Cherry Blossom and I wanted to know if you and Silver Streak would be our dates for the Nightmare Night Dance." Again before the poor Pegasus could say anything, Silver spoke up on behalf of both of them, "We would love to accompany two gorgeous mares such as you to the dance." The two fillies giggled and blushed as they said their farewells to the two colts. Bass just shook his head in defeat as his friend tried to hoof bump him.
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To say Abigail Iron was excited when she found out her son had a date would not do her justice. She was ecstatic, and that's because right now I can't think of a better word. She had even hooked Rarity into helping design his ensemble for the dance. "Mom... Is this really necessary?" He groaned as his mother took measurements to have sent to the fashion designer in Ponyville. "Of course it is dear, your father and I want to make sure you look your best." Meaning mom wanted it and his dad was just going along with it. The dance was five days away. His mother would make sure his measurements got to Rarity by Wednesday so he'd have his suit by Saturday before then. "So who's the lucky mare?" She asked, writing down the last measurement. "Summer Dew," Bass replied, stepping down from the makeshift platform, "and she actually asked Silver Streak and me out for her and her friend." He had heard his mother squee (yes I said squee, insert choice pony squee here) but this was taking it to a new level. Of course she knew who Summer Dew was; her parents ran the farm he and his father worked on and Morning Dew, her mother, was a regular at the bookstore. "You two are going to make such a cute couple!"
"MOOOOM!"
As the days leading up came and went, Saturday morning finally arrived, bringing with it an elegant package addressed to one Bass Iron sitting on the family's porch. However, one Bass Iron was fast asleep, having the day off of no work and no homework. He had the whole house to himself and he was enjoying the peace and quiet. Eventually he rolled out of bed, quite literally, and landed unceremoniously on his back with a loud oomph. "Well that's one way to wake up," he grumbled. Shaking his mane into place and trotting to the kitchen he made himself a nice big bowl of frosted hayeeoo's. If you could see this in person you might have laughed, seeing a young grey Pegasus reading the morning paper while enjoying his big bowl of cereal. Once Bass was done he went out to get the mail, nearly tripping over the box. Luckily he had his wings to help keep him upright. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know what was in the box. Balancing it on his back and grabbing the rest of the mail in his mouth he went inside to get ready for the night.
Bass loved showers, the feel of hot water pouring over his wings, sending tingling sensations thru his spine, the way his mane matted over his eyes, giving him his own world. Yes, Bass loved showers, and took them every chance he got. The reason for taking particularly long in this one was to make sure every part of him was clean for tonight. Finally having to leave the gloriously steaming sanctuary, Bass walked out to the living room, where his parents were waiting to help him get ready. His mom already had his clothes out on the table. He couldn't help but laugh, for Rarity, in her mighty wisdom, had made his vest match his hair. It was black and white with a black tie. Sliding it on, he savored the silk sliding against his fur. There were two holes for him to slide his wings thru, and of course, hooflinks. Bass had to admit, he looked good.
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It was time. Silver Streak had agreed to meet Bass outside of the school gym so they could meet their respective dates together. And he was late. Now Bass wasn't picky when it came to schedules, but he was nervous, and didn't want to have to deal with the two young mares alone. "What's up my man?" Said a voice off to his side. Turning to look at his friend, Bass saw that he was wearing a silver vest and bowtie that actually managed to offset his white coat quite well. "You're late," Bass said, shaking his mane out of his eyes for about the third time. His mother had wanted to slick it back, but luckily he had convinced her otherwise. "Aw c’mon man, don't be like that," Silver said, giving him a light punch to the shoulder. "Besides, here comes our dates."
Sure enough as Bass turned around, Summer and Cherry were walking up. He heard his friend let out a low whistle at the sight before them. Cherry's dress was modest, a light peach that contrasted her cherry colored fur, accenting her magenta eyes. Summer however, had gone more for sexy. Her dress was black, hugging her curves and flank, her silver fur and blue eyes really sticking out. "Well what do you think?" She asked, twirling in front of him. "Um... Wow." Was all he could get out. She smiled shyly, giggling at his stumbling. "Let's go in shall we?" The mares went in first and then Bass and Silver. Was it him or was she shaking her flank even more than usually? They were greeted by the sound of other ponies talking and the dull sound of music coming from the gym. They could see their classmates and ponies from other classes as well. Bass eventually lost count of the number of ponies who came up and complimented him and Summer Dew in their outfits and how well they matched. Deciding that she had enough of just chatting, Bass felt his hoof grabbed as he was dragged into the gym/dance floor. How do I keep getting myself into these situations?
The song playing had a nice beat to it. He could see his date in front of him, smiling at him as she moved to the music. "Come on, dance with me!" She yelled over the music, smiling sultry at him (yes, even young mares know how to be seductive). Bobbing his head to the music, he swayed, keeping up with his partner in time to the music. Looking over Bass could see his friend and date dancing just a few feet away, smiling and having a good time. The next song transitioned into a slow one. Ponies got close to their dates and started swaying back and forth. Bass could feel his date closing the distance, her flank touching his and tails entwining. He was blushing furiously. Luckily, he was saved by the next song. It was a fast one, and as soon as everypony heard it they yelled in excitement. This time Bass threw caution to the wind and lost himself to the music. He was aware of Sumner Dew dancing right next to him, really close to.
The night drew on. Songs played and ponies danced. The smell of sweat, cologne, and perfume intermingled in the crowd but nopony cared. Bass was getting tired. There were a couple of dances where he and Summer sat out to catch their breaths and rehydrate. Silver Streak plopped down next to him, breathing heavily from dancing nonstop.
"Whew! I'm exhausted!"
"I would be to if I were you to," he laughed, goofing over a bottle of cold water to his friend. After taking a deep swig from the refreshing drink, Silver looked over at his Pegasus friend. "Looks like you're keeping up the pace yourself out there, amigo."
Bass shook his head and laughed, "I’m no party pony like you though."
"Come on then, there are only a few more songs for you to try catching up with me!"
As is tradition for most school dances, the last few songs that were played were slow songs. Bass was still nervous about being so close to his date, but as the night had gone on he had consigned himself to it. However, this time was different. Summer Dew had her head on his shoulder as they danced. It was a more intimate position then he was used to.
"Bass?" The sound of his date's voice brought him back to awareness.
"Y-yes?" he replied.
"Thanks for making tonight amazing."
And with that, she kissed him.
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A/N: Good God doing all the linking was a pain in my flank! Anyways, hope you all enjoy this chapter. If you haven't seen my latest blog, I'm taking a small break from this story to work on my others and a collab piece I'm doing. Anyways, thank you everyone for making this story so much fun for me, I look forward to coming back to it!