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// Homecoming part 1 
// Story: Do you want to be my player two? 
// by thatoneguy82 
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	“Sweet Celestia! Button you are a GOD!” were the only words that Rumble could express after seeing Button beautifully engaged three enemy champions leaving them lifeless and their base defenseless to Button and the rest of the loyal minions. Together, both forces push through waves of enemy minions and towers until finally giving the death-blow to the enemy nexus prompting the two letter code that both victors and vanquished players expressed on the chat at the end of each game, GG. 

“See Rumble this is the reason I never surrender”

“..Button you just started playing Equestrian Legends, how the buck are you so good at this game? It took me so long to understand how this games work. You played a few games and now you're a pro!” 

“Rumble, sorry buddy but I am a natural so deal with it” replied confidently Button putting on his shades when finishing his statement.

“Whatever man you still can’t one v one me anyway”

“Soon you won’t be saying though”

“Is that a challenge?”

“Yea it is but for another day though it is getting pretty late and I need to go to sleep”

Rumble surprised by Button’s early departure read the digital clock on his computer and was confused with Button’s statement. “Button it’s only 11 O’clock and it’s a Friday night. We always stay up every Friday so why the change?”

“Well the reason for me logging off so early is that I made plans to hang out with Sweetie Belle, Applebloom, and Scootaloo tomorrow early in the morning so I don’t want be blood-eye tired in the morning.”

“Oh the irony. A couple of weeks ago you were doubtful of joining the cutie mark crusaders now you are one of most active members of the group even hanging out with them more than I ever did. Is there a special reason for this sudden change of behavior? Maybe it involves a certain someone named Sweetie Belle” teased Rumble knowing it would annoy Button. Luckily for Button they were only using the voice chat service without any video chat option or else Rumble would have seen the small pink blush blossom from Button’s cheeks. 

Wanting to change the subject as quickly as possible Button replied, “Sweet Celestia, even in Ponyville my friends have to tease me about liking some mare! Can’t a colt and a mare just be friends? Besides I will be the last colt Sweetie Belle will ever date…”

“Hey man don’t worry I am just teasing you didn’t want to lower your self-esteem so don’t be so hard on yourself. If Snips and Snail, being ugly and annoying as they are, have marefriends you can too, especially since you are cooler and better looking than them”

Feeling slightly better Button accepted the compliment but also wanted to annoy Rumble as well to make it even, “Thanks for the compliment but when did you become interested in colts? Not saying there was a problem with it just that I am into mares.” 

“Shut up! You know I like Scootaloo” replied Rumble with an annoyed tone in his voice.

“How is it going between you and Scootaloo anyway?”

“It could be going better but sadly all the stuff I think in my head about her never leave my mouth and I just look like a shy introvert that she likes to hang out with sometimes” stated Rumble with a disappointed but honest tone in his voice since he trusted Button. 

“Hey man don’t worry I know that feel. I think every colt has felt that before and beside you and Scootaloo knew each other for a long time. I bet both of you have the same mutual feeling and you both don’t know it yet. If it makes you any happy I would totally date you if I was into colts”

Rumble no longer having the ability to keep his frown let out a small giggle, “Thanks man. You’re a really awesome friend just saying.”

“No problem Rumble. You’re also a really cool friend. As much as I enjoy our conversation I have to end it here. I really need to go to bed so good bye good night and I will see you tomorrow in the fields of justice” replied Button with a confident tone in his voice.

With a small smile still alive on Rumble’s face he replied, “Alright good night good bye.”

Button Mash logged off from his virtual paradise, the place filled with euphoria in which the young colt could be anything he wanted to be without the hardships of reality bringing him down. It was a place of escape in which millions of other colts and mares, including himself, became the idealistic version of themselves, a place in which society norms could not dictate them, a place of freedom, and that is why Button love video games. 

As the bright narrow light from his monitor extinguish from existence, Button follow the guiding light from a small night-light plugged near his bed. As he was reaching his comfortable refreshing bed, he got a glimpse of DJ-PON3’s new album, Random Memories in Equestria placed on the night-desk adjacent to his bed. “I can’t believe Sweetie Belle actually convinced me to give this wanabee musician a shot. All she does is make trash through her electronic machines and calls it music. She probably doesn’t even know how to use a real instrument but Sweetie Belle did say that Octavia occasionally does go on tour with Vinyl and that they’re really good friends. If Octavia sees something special in her “music” then I should give her a try, well that’s what Sweetie Belle told me” Button expressed in his inner machinations as if he was recording his own vlog and posting it on the internet. 

Laying down comfortably on his bed, Button placed his stereo headphones over his ears immersing himself in the vivid electronic musical world of Vinyl Scratch. “Wow…this is different” Button quietly critiqued as he slowly nodded his head to the beat created by the bass and percussion. The singles in the album were different from the generic electronic music that was target to the crazy outgoing party ponies of equestrian. These songs were not only catchy ,having elements of modern electronic music but it also contain instrumentals composed of classic electric guitar chords presented in Disco and early version of electronic music that were only present in the music heard by the older pony folk like his mom. As each track continued to play, Button couldn’t stop himself from not falling in love with this musical euphoria, not only did it pay a homage to older pony music but it also combine the best of the modern musical technique to create an indescribable musical experience that would send the listener through a time-machine of music. The musical notes were not the only guide for the listener through the time travel experience but also the lyrics created by Vinyl Scratch that were small anecdote of her experiences as a DJ but also her memories of her early life, from childhood to early adulthood, in Ponyville as if the album were slices of life episodes of Vinyl Scratch. One of the slices of life episodes singles that entranced Button to annihilate the repeat option was titled, “Something about us.” Not only did the song create a soothing relaxed atmosphere that released any hidden tension locked within Button, it also struck an emotional chord that was hidden from others and himself for an elapsed period time and only experienced in short durations…love. The type of love that unites two different ponies into one, not related through familiar or fraternal bonds, but just pure emotional connection that can only be experienced between them. It can happen in an instant or be an ally of time but it affects every mare or stallion. The same love that Button kept hidden like a gem from treasure hunters but was unlocked by the simple yet relatable lyrics being played in his ears.

“ might not be the right one	It might not be the right time	But there's something about us I've got to do	Some kind of secret I will share with you	I need you more than anything in my life…”

The last line was like an expert decoder that was able to release the ocean of emotions hidden inside of Button’s mind regarding his love life. It would be considered a short film but the last scene of this film comprised of him starring deep into these emerald glistening eyes that belong to a young beautiful white unicorn that was also lost in Button’s rigid yet sympathetic bronze eyes. As much as Button fought with himself to delete that scene using physical actions like shaking his head or mentally explaining to himself why Sweetie Belle would never date him, the scene would continue to play, in his theater, perfectly in sync with the song. His actions were incongruous since this film would play every time he heard the song yet he couldn’t help himself from playing it over and over again. It was as if he wanted to live in this fantasy euphoric world with Sweetie Belle and wanted to escape reality the same way he constantly played video games as his desired persona he could not experience in the real world. Finally his vivid eyelids were being conquered by exhaustion slowly decreasing his range of vision of his room and his understanding of his environment entering a state of slumber. Before entering another state of fantasy, Button for the last time played the song again so he can take his proposed fantasy with Sweetie Belle and convert it into an occurrence in the dream realm. Button activated a small grin to appear on his face as he fall asleep. 

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“Button…Button…” whispered Sweetie Belle as she poked his head that was graciously being supported by his forearm allowing him to fall asleep. 

“What is it Sweetie Belle?” muffled Button from his exhausted state. 

“Let me guess, you barely got any sleep last night because it was a double XP and IP weekend on Equestria Legends right?”

“Si…eso is correct…”

“Button! I know you like video games and I can understand why but you have to think about your health. We worked really late on Sunday for our musical project but we are still having enough time to get some decent hours of sleep not to go and waste it on double XP! Sleep deprivation is…” were the few sentence Sweetie Belle could ramble to Button before he raised his head next to hers making contact with her nose with his creating a small red shade to blossom from Sweetie Belle’s cheek. 

His blood-shot eyes staring into a crystal transparent sea covering an emerald pupil which in any other circumstance would have cause Button to blush as well but not occurring due to his lack of control over his body. “Sweetie Belle…look you are a casual gamer and there’s nothing wrong with that but I’m a stallion! If there is a double XP weekend, I will complete all of my tasks and I will also make time for that double XP even if it costs me my sleep! Because as a stallion…forget it I’m too tired to continue…you get my point. Rumble finish my speech for me.” expressed the defeated Button as he placed his head down on the desk returning to his refueling state leaving Sweetie Belle speechless and facehoofing. 

“uhhh…I can’t believe I let you convince me to play Equestria Legends so late last night. Luckily for me I wasn’t caught by my parents but now I’m tired and have a massive headache” exclaimed the exhausted gray Pegasus colt while lying his head on the desk besides Button. 

“Well that’s what you get for not listening to me when I told you to stop playing that boring pointless video game, Rumble” scornfully remarked Scootaloo as she stared at Rumble with pity. 

“Shhhhhhhhhhhh…Don’t you dare to talk about Equestria Legends like that. Retract those words or else…”

“Or else what? Rumble?” asked Scootaloo but receiving no response since the grey Pegasus couldn’t overcome the exhaustion and entered a deep slumber producing Scootaloo to respond by crossing her forehoofs and rolling her eyes. “I can’t believe I hang out with these nerds.”

Scootaloo turned towards Sweetie Belle’s desk after hearing a giggle originate from that location asking, “What’s so funny, Sweetie Belle?”

“Well Rarity was an active member of the student council when she was in Ponyville High so she told me about all the special events that are going to happen throughout the year. Today is one week before spirit week so we are about to receive a ‘special’ message from the seniors that won’t please these two sleepy heads in three, two, one.”
“Good morning, Ponyville High freshcolts! It’s time to show your Knight spirit!”, were the combination of passionate spirited battle cries being exclaimed by a squad of seniors preparing their announcement for the homecoming festivity and spirit week. Sadly the emotions of excitement and curiosity that were visible on every other fresh colt was contrasted by the blood-shot eye stares given by both Button and Rumble towards the seniors and every other pony. 

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“Ah don’t know what you two think about it, but I really can’t wait for next week spirit week and homecoming dance!” cheerfully expressed Applebloom to her two friends as they both nodded their head in agreement.

“Yea I’m also excited for homecoming week! Whenever we talk about her high school experience, Rarity always brings up her homecoming stories as her favorite memories about high school” contributed Sweetie Belle to the potion of excitement being expressed on all three young mares. 

“Well I can’t wait to see us beat the stuck-up annoying kids from Canterlot High in hoofball for our homecoming match” inserted the hoofball fanatic Scootaloo. “The only problem I see us dealing with for homecoming is Diamond Tiara mocking us for not having dates for the dance. Even though I don’t care if we get dates or not unless we all go as a group and have fun!”

“Shoot! Completely forgot about that little annoyance. Well at least one of us won’t have to deal with that problem” Applebloom said ending the statement with a taunting wink and grin towards Sweetie Belle. 

“What do you mean?” asked Sweetie Belle cautiously as she feared where this question was leading to. 

“Bless your heart Sweetie Belle. Really, don’t play the clueless mare with us. As a matter of fact, I will give you a hint by spelling out his name B…”

“I don’t like Button Mash!” exclaimed the terrified Sweetie Belle as she ran towards Appleboom covering her mouth with her hooves causing Scootaloo to giggle uncontrollably on background of the commotion. 

“Sweetie Belle, Why did you say Button Mash when Applebloom only mention the letter B before you interrupted her? There is a lot of colts in this school that have the letter B as the first letter in their name.” questioned Scootaloo with a sly grin making Sweetie Belle more nervous as her hidden blush erupted like a volcano covering her calm white face with a wild vivid red shade. 

“Uhhhh…because…I know you guys were going to mention Button Mash since I hang out with him a lot…as friends!” was the argument that Sweetie Belle gave to her friends hoping it would persuade them, yet ultimately failing as both Applebloom and Scootaloo continued to stare at her with a face that expressed their reassurance that Sweetie Belle was hiding a secret from them. 

“Come on Sweetie Belle, we have been friends since we were young fillies you can trust us. Well if you want I can get rid of Applebloom and you can tell me.”

“Hey!”

“Alright! I trust both of you girls. To be completely honest, I have been an emotional hurricane these last couple of days. Ever since Button defended me from that Femy Buckaplently, my emotions for Button slowly grew more than just friends,” confessed Sweetie Belle to her two patient listeners that were now lying down in order to pay attention to every single detail. 

“Hmph! Every time I hear that Bucka-wanabe-fancypants guy it fills me with rage that I just want to give him the Equestria known apple-bucking kick to his face!” inserted Applebloom angrily.

“Trust me, Applebloom, I want to do far worse things to that guy. Anyway, I don’t know if it is his kindness towards me, his honesty, his secretive passion for music, his willingness to help me, or a combination of all but I just can’t stop thinking about him. I’m always smiling and giggling when I know I’m going to see him the next day just waiting eagerly to see him again. Heck, even playing video games with him can be blast. Now that I think about, I can enjoy any activity if I know Button will be there. Yea it might sound a bit cheesy but all these feelings just randomly started to grow. I didn’t plan to fall in love with anypony and now I can’t stop thinking about that cute colt,” expressed Sweetie Belle her heart’s inner machinations to her friends.

“That’s how love works, Sugarcube,” quoted Applebloom one of her sister’s famous sayings. “That’s what Applejack would have said to you and she is right. Love is an unpredictable force that can’t be predicted Sweetie Belle. It just happens and in the correct time it affects everypony. Heck even Scootaloo, who hates everything about romance, has fallen for a colt…who I think is Rumble.”

“For the love of Celestia! I don’t have a crush or any romantic interest for Rumble!”

“Y’all willing to place a bet on that scoots?”

“Yeah…twenty bits.”

“Deal. It’s going to take time but it will happen. Anyway, the question now, Sweetie Belle, is what you are going to do with those emotions?” asked Applebloom.

“I honestly don’t know, Applebloom. Maybe he doesn’t even have any romantic feelings for me at all,” silently expressed Sweetie Belle lowering her head as a result of her fear of being rejected from her first crush. 

Applebloom shook her head side to side in disbelief of her friend’s insecurity placing her hoofs on Sweetie Belle’s chin lifting it towards her range of view. “Sugarcube, you might be blinded by love but that doesn’t mean no pony else can see that Button is also infatuated for you. I bet that if you mention your interest to be his date for the homecoming dance that he will ask you out faster than Pinkie Pie can say chimicherrychanga.”

“Really?”

“No doubt in my mind.”

“Wow! Thanks you girls! You two are truly the best friends a mare can ever have!” was the happy response given by Sweetie Belle while hugging both Applebloom and Scootaloo passionately. 

“I have to work with Button for our music project in a few minutes and I will bring up the topic there discreetly hoping he will get my hints. Wish me luck girls. See you two later!” cheerfully proclaimed Sweetie Belle as she trotted away from her two friends.

“Good luck Sweetie Belle!” replied in unison both Applebloom and Scootaloo as they observed their friend leave the courtyard. 

“Alright so what do we do now?” asked Scootaloo nudging her hoof to Applebloom shoulder.

“Well we can talk about our secret crushes too. Let’s start with you, Scootaloo. Now tell me when did you first started having emotions for Rumble?” question Applebloom to tease Scootaloo. 

“Okay that’s it I’m out of here.”
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Sweetie Belle, with a spring in her step, arrived at one of the many outdoor tables placed in the courtyard behind Ponyville High. The courtyard was one of the iconic symbols of unity among the student body where any form of social interaction could take place. From groups of friends discussing among themselves to the young couples enjoying the company of one another, the courtyard was the prime destination among Ponyville High students. She claimed one of the tables placing all the musical sheet paper, containing partially completed measures, on top of it waiting patiently for the arrival of a special brown colt. Unbeknownst to her, the colt was approaching behind her with a small grin on his face that represented the minimal power of emotions that was occurring within him. Even though he hated bringing up Sweetie Belle in any conversation with Rumble due to his teasing, he couldn’t lie to himself about how much he loved spending time with her. He felt so comfortable talking and hanging out with her that he wouldn’t mind losing some hours of gaming just to be with her. With all these bubbling emotions boiling inside of him filling him with dreams of their relationship going beyond the platonic one, his strict stern conscious constantly repeated the phrase she is just a friend crushing his futuristic vision of their relationship. It might have been cruel of his own mind to go against his emotions but Button felt that his mind spoke the truth and that he rather keep his friendship with Sweetie Belle and quell his passionate emotions. 

“Hey Sweetie Belle!” exclaimed Button excitedly as he approach behind her greeting her with a hug. 

“Oh hey Button” she responded as she hugged him back. After the hug broke, she looked at Button with a concerned face since he was looking nervously around while moving his hoof through his bi-color mane. “What’s wrong?”

“Umm… I don’t know if I should tell you”

“Huh? Why?”

“Well because if I tell you what’s wrong then you are going to rub it in my face.”

“No I won’t. I promise.”

“You Promise…”

“Of course” smiled Sweetie Belle hoping that she could control herself when Button tells her about it. 

Not being able to deny anything to that beautiful shinning mare Button mustered up levels of courage within himself to tell her what was on his mind. “Remember that Vinyl Scratch album that you lent to me?”

“Yes” responded Sweetie Belle raising her left eye brow curious to where Button’s confession is going to lead to. 

“Well I listened to it…”

“And?” nervously asked Sweetie Belle raising her hoofs to her mouth worried about Button’s reaction to the album. I hope he didn’t break the album.

Looking around trying to avoid direct eye contact with Sweetie Belle he finally revealed the truth. “I…really like Vinyl Scratch’s album.”

Not hearing an immediate response Button looked up but was immediately tackled by Sweetie Belle who had a grin extended from cheek to cheek and a dazzling spark within her emerald pupil. “Sweet Celestia you liked Vinyl Scratch’s music. Button Mash liking electronic music…my day is complete.

“Yeah whatever. Vinyl Scratch is so far the only electronic musician that makes good music. Also could you kindly get off of me…you’re kinda heavy” replied Button with an evil grin hoping to slightly tick off Sweetie Belle.

Holding her inner fury, she got off the brown colt giving him a stern look while he was standing up from the ground. “For making that comment I retract from my promise so HA! Told you so!” ending her statement by sticking her tongue out at the direction of Button. 

“Alright were even now. Anyway, I really like Vinyl’s combination of disco influences and electronic music. I don’t know why but it just works perfectly. That started to give me ideas for our music project. We should try to implement classical instruments like the violin with heavy bass electronic music and use a vocoder for your voice over to give it a bit of modern taste. What do you think?”

Almost as if a light bulb appeared over Sweetie Belle’s head, a natural glow started to expand around her as she jumped up and down in excitement. “Oh my Celestia that would be an awesome idea Button! Not only would we get an A for the semester but we would totally be the best musical piece in the entire class.”

“Well it’s not a competition but yeah we would totally be the best especially with your amazing voice. Luckily for us the piece is not due until the end of the semester giving me plenty of time to improve my violin contribution.”

Sweetie Belle’s face transformed from a joyous one to one fill with concern. “Button why are you always so hard on yourself? You play the violin just fine heck even better than the other violinist in our class. I wish you had more confidence in yourself.”

“It’s easier said than done but we can talk about it later. I just brought up the idea so we had something to work with after Homecoming week” replied Button quickly trying to change the conversation into something with a positive tone. 

Picking up Button’s shift in topic Sweetie Belle responded, “Yea that’s a good idea I really didn’t want to do anything else than what was required during Homecoming week.” Smiling at the thought of all the activities and memories that will be connected with the Homecoming festivity, she asked Button, “Aren’t you excited for Homecoming? I mean the way Rarity talked about it and how the seniors presented to us it just seems like an awesome event.”

“Am I excited for Homecoming? Hay yea I’m excited for Homecoming! From spirit week events to the dance, I can’t wait to do all those activities with you, the other cutie mark crusaders, and Rumble” responded Button with an eager voice as his smile grew creating a natural glow from his face making Sweetie Belle even more excited about Homecoming. 

Amongst the pool of excitement, a yellow earth pony created by Sweetie Belle’s imagination appeared on her right shoulder jumping up and down in excitement exclaiming, “Come on Sweetie Belle now it’s the perfect opportunity. Ask him if he is taking anypony to the Homecoming dance?”

With an eyebrow raising up and a puzzle face staring at the yellow mare, Sweetie Belle responded, “Applebloom how in the hay did you get so tiny? Also no maybe some other time.”

Facing-hoofing herself, Applebloom just stared at Sweetie Belle shaking her head. “Sugar cube I’m a creation of your imagination representing your desires so don’t use your fancy science to come up with a reason for my size and appearance. Second maybe there won’t be another chance to ask him about it.”

“No, there’s always the time for everything.”

“Just do it.”

“No.”

“Do IT!”

“NO!

“Sweetie Belle?” cautiously asked Button as he was left speechless observing Sweetie Belle talking to herself. 

“Sugar cube trust me just take the risk” was the last piece of advice given by Applebloom as the helpful imaginary companion vanished from existence leaving Sweetie Belle with an awkward situation on her hooves. “Umm…I randomly talk to myself sometimes in public.” The response left Button with a puzzled and concerned look on his face until Sweetie Belle broke the silence. “Any ways I was just wondering if by any chance you were going to take…a date…to Homecoming?”

Button’s body responded as if it saw a ghost immediately creating a shiver that travel through his spine as well as his knees trembling by the nature of the question. Does she know about my secret? Is she interested in me? All these questions traveling through Button’s mind until the strict dictator located within his brain halted all these emotional desires causing Button to return to the current stage of reality. “Ah…I don’t know…”

“You are not interested in any mare?” asked Sweetie Belle in a low seductive tone with both her eyelids covering half her eye to illuminate the shiny emerald located within her eyes. 

How can I lie to beautiful face like that? “Well I do like this one mare just that I’m scared of asking her out.”

Is he talking about me? Is he talking about me? I hope he is talking about me. All of these phrases were in a constant loop inside of Sweetie Belle’s mind making her smile internally and externally until she saw that Button moved to the side of the table lying down on the pasture staring towards the horizon where Celestia was resting the sun. “Button…are you okay?” She approached Button lying down next to him on the pasture. 

“I always had a bad history regarding mares that I haves feelings for…I don’t like to tell most ponies about it but I have a fear towards rejection.”

“Look Button rejections hurt but it’s something that everyone has to pass through…it’s…”

“Easy for you to say. You probably never had to deal with rejection. Come on what stallion in his right mind would dare to say no to a mare as beautiful as you.”

Taken back by Button’s assertive response and compliment, all she could do was hide her blush from the observant eyes of Button and look towards the sunset being created by Princess Celestia. “Actually I've never had a coltfriend” Sweetie Belle replied moving her hooves through her mane to cover her eyes and a small red blush that was barely visible to Button Mash. 

“Really? Well I guess that makes two of us…because I never had a marefriend not the coltfriend part because I am not into stallions” Button clarified but still face-hooved himself for making that ridiculous comment. Sweetie Belle was now in a state of endless laughter and joy as she placed her head on Button’s shoulders. “Marefriend or not. You have friends and family that love you a lot…especially me.” 

Button now an emotional mess as his brown face could not hide the eruption of redness being illuminated by his face as his body was enjoying the warmth being shared between Sweetie Belle and him. Do it! Ask her out now! Just do it! The common phrases being exclaimed by his emotions to Button pleading for him to do the action that has been haunting him ever since elementary school: asking a mare to be his special somepony. All his emotions were bubbling like a soup in a kettle ready to release their pleasant smell to the world but there was one word that originated from his conscious, the part of his brain that prefers comfort over risk, the commander that with one word halted button from expressing his true desires towards Sweetie Belle: the command was NO. All he can do was return the action by placing his head on top of hers sharing his warmth to her. “Thanks…I also love you a lot.” 

Both of them just stared towards the horizon showing the final moments of Celestia's sun as the rest of Equestria is preparing themselves for the arrival of Luna’s moon. Maybe both ponies did not understand the motivations of their secret special somepony but regardless of that neither of them would trade any time they spent together as friends especially within the warmth of themselves. Unbeknownst to them, a cynical young white stallion was observing this heart-warming event with despise and anger. “Well well Button Mash. It seems that you are using your slight advantage in your favor but remember opponent of mine. The results of one battle does not dictate the end result of a war. Mark my words Button Mash, the next couple days will test you to your core. Let’s see how you react when you receive a visit from a ghost from your past” were the final words off Femy’s monologue as he escaped into the darkness of night waiting patiently to place his plan into motion. 
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A couple of days later

“Okay Button its now or never. It’s Friday and there is only one more week until the Homecoming dance. I need to ask her out…even if it kills me” commanded the brave Sir Button Mash to himself as he marched himself towards his sweet maiden that was surrounded by her friends. He was prepared to do whatever was necessary to ask Sweetie Belle his most hated question that was always surrounded with the emotion of pain: Do you want to be my date?
He marched onwards with a confident beat in his heart until an unexpected voice halted his steps.

“Button Mash?”

The voice that was collected by his ears startled him to the core halting his march. It was voice filled with familiarity and mystery. The familiarity part of the voice was not a favorable one either since the voice brought painful memories back to life inside of Button. He started to connect the dots and was even more fearful of the pony who said those words especially the accent coming from the voice. It had the tone of a female and the accent sounded like it originated from the city of Manehattan. He had an idea of who it was but didn’t want to believe it. There was only one way to be certain of his assumptions and that was to turn around into the unknown to see if the image created by his hearing senses would be clarified by his vision. Sadly, as he turn his body to the direction of the voice he was presented to what he thought was behind him and what he feared the most. The origin of the voice came from a mare that was the primary reason for Button’s fear. She was the one that betrayed him out of fear of being ridiculed, she was the one that made him have haunted nightmares about rejection, she was the one that hurt his self-esteem, and she was standing right in front of him. “Bab Seed?”

“Hello Button. It’s been a long since I've seen you hasn’t it?” replied the young infamous mare from Manehattan.
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