"-and that's why your life is not complete without a party!" Pinkie grinned, convinced that her explanation would make Dreamer want to have one of her Patented Pinkie Pie Parties for sure.
Dreamer gave a nervous smile. "Um, okay? You parties sound... really... fun? So, uh... you're going to throw one? F-for me?"
Pinkie wrapped her hooves around her. "Of course, silly filly!"
Dreamer smiled. "That sounds nice."
Pinkie's grin became even wider.
"...But I'd rather go out to a restaurant with you or something."
Pinkie gasped. "Are you asking me out on a date?"
Dreamer bit her lip. "Er... yes?"
Pinkie gasped even harder. "Even though we just met today?"
A nervous expression became even more apparent on Dreamer's face. "...m-maybe?"
Pinkie jumped up and hugged her really tight. "Of course! That sounds really fun!"
Dreamer let out a breath, relieved that she had not failed to find somepony so early..
Whew.
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Dreamer had showed up at Sugarcube Corner at exactly 6:30. She wore a tight-fitting dark silver-blue dress that looked very much like it had been made by Rarity. (It had, as it was one of her designs that had become popular in Canterlot.)
Just the right amount of nervousness...
The door opened, and there was Pinkie Pie.
"Er, hi?" Dreamer asked, one hoof fidgeting with the neckline of her dress.
"Hi, Dreamer! Ready to go?"
Dreamer grinned. Suddenly her cheeks felt hot, as if she were blushing. "Yeah!"
Too eager, she mentally berated herself.
Dreamer toned down her smile. "Er, yeah."
I'm an idiot. She'll see right through me.
Pinkie wrapped her hooves around Dreamer.
"Then let's go!"
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The restaurant Pinkie had chosen was a rather famous chain called Lady Daffodil's Daffodils. A giant gold-painted archway adorned with similarly-painted daffodils stood before them. Lady Daffodil's Daffodils had gotten many great reviews, and with Ponyville's reputation for good food, it was no surprise one of their restaurants had opened there.
The fanciness of the place was not lost on Dreamer, who despite being dressed up like one, was not a pony used to going to a place like that. Pinkie Pie gave her hoof a reassuring squeeze.
"Don't worry about it," she whispered. "I know how to act fancy!"
And with that, they stepped through the restaurant's doors.
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The inside of the restaurant was incredible. Despite the cheesy name, it was nothing to snicker at. There were golden daffodils painted on the walls, and even the chandeliers were upside-down daffodils. The benches had beautiful wooden daffodils on their sides, and the tablecloths were clean, crisp, white sheets. Each table had a centerpiece of a wooden daffodil on a wooden plate.
The greeter was a yellow earth pony mare with an intricately styled darker yellow mane.
She gave them a superior gaze.
"And what can I do for you?" she asked, a haughty tone corrupting her voice.
Pinkie winked at Dreamer.
"Just leave this to me."
Pinkie brought her head up high.
"Madame, we seek a table for two."
The greeter rolled her eyes, but brought them to a (daffodil-patterned) booth.
"Here are your menus." She set them down and strode back to the desk where she "greeted" the guests.
Pinkie grinned. "See? I told you I could act all fancy and haughty and silly and stuff!"
Pinkie stuck her nose in the air. "Why madame, your daisies are the finest I've ever tasted. And your cider, so- bwahahaha! I just can't keep a straight f-a-a-ace!"
Dreamer joined in on the laughter. Something about this mare just made it so easy to laugh. So easy to... well, be at ease.
Yes, this was going to work out well.
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They had placed their orders, and the food had arrived. Dreamer had the rose petals and greens, and Pinkie had their famous daffodils in soy sauce.
"M-mh-mmh-mh!" Pinkie swallowed. "This is good!"
Dreamer cautiously levitated her fork up and stabbed the rose petal. She stared at it for a minute, sniffed it suspiciously, and took a tiny nibble.
Her face lit up.
"This is great!"
Pinkie giggled. "Well, of course it's great! I wouldn't have taken you here otherwise!"
Dreamer laughed too, not sure if she was playing along or not.
She scooped another bite into her mouth. Suddenly,
"Open wide!"
Dreamer opened her mouth reflexively, not quite sure what was happening. Instantly, a wonderful taste assaulted her mouth.
"Mrm!"
Pinkie giggled. "Now it's your turn!"
Dreamer gulped the wonderful food down. "What?"
"To feed me a little bit of your dinner, silly!"
Dreamer bit her lip. "Well... okay..."
Cautiously, she picked up the fork in her mouth, stabbed a bit of rose petal, and slowly, ever so slowly, brought it toward the pink earth pony's mouth.
"What are you waiting for, silly?"
Quickly, too quickly, Dreamer shoved the fork forwards, too far into Pinkie's mouth, and their lips met.
Dreamer didn't know quite what to think about this turn of events.
Pinkie, however, seemed quite pleased, jumping into the kiss with gusto, but eventually pulling away, the food sliding off the fork with her.
She swallowed the rose petals. "Mmm!"
Dreamer just looked at her.
She still had no clue what to think.
But she was pretty sure that things were going to turn out alright.
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Outside the restaurant, Dreamer lay her head on Pinkie's shoulder as they walked, a full moon shining above. Nothing had ever been like this before. It was all already there, before. Now she didn't know what to think. It was all just so... strange. Did this pink party pony really like her?
"Hey." Pinkie looked at her.
"Hm?"
"Why are you thinking so much, silly filly?"
"...I don't know."
"It's not thinky time right now. This isn't a library or school or other thinky place. This is a date."
Dreamer wasn't sure what to say to that.
And then, like the dreams she was named for, two pink hooves wrapped around her, and a pair of pink lips planted themselves firmly on hers.
And like a tiny stream of the heart, Dreamer felt just a tiny bit of love curl around her, and then inside.
And ever so gently, she began to kiss Pinkie back.