Love times three

by Flat spin


Chapter 3 Rumble just had to screw up again

MLP: FiM
Love times three
By: flat spin


It was the last class of the day and the little colts and fillies didn’t pay much attention to cheerilee and her teaching.

“Psst… Apple Bloom…” Scootaloo whispered to Apple Bloom.

“What?” Apple Bloom whispered back at her as she was writing some notes.

“Is everything clear to you.” Scootaloo started. “I already went over the plan with Sweetie Belle and she knows what to do.”

“Well… no I don’t know the plan you just said to tell them that we like them.” Apple Bloom said and looked at Scootaloo who was sitting behind her.

“I told you that you need to have a romantic dance with Tender Taps after school.” Scootaloo reminded her and smiled.

“Oh yeah!” Apple Bloom said loudly and cheerfully as she remembered what Sooctaloo had told her. “I totally remember that and you also said something about Rumble ruining everything.”

“What was that about Rumble Apple Bloom?” Cheerilee said and the whole class turned to look at Apple Bloom who now was blushing from embarrassment.

“Sorry you are on your own.” Scootaloo whispered to her as Cheerilee walked over to her desk.

“Apple Bloom explain!” Cheerilee said and looked down at Apple Bloom.

“Well… you see… Umm…” Apple Bloom tried to find an excuse to use but didn’t find one… Damn honesty.

“You said something about Rumble ruining something!” Cheerilee said and looked at Rumble who was sitting at the back of the class with Button and Tender Taps. All three of them had just before school picked up some flowers and they had hid them to their saddle bags. Three of them were sweating heavily because not only were they nervous of the confessions they were about to do after class but they also knew that if the crusaders got into hot water now and got detention it was game over for them too.

“Well… he… umm… you know…” Apple Bloom just stalled and prayed for somepony to save her.

The three boys knew this wasn’t going to end well if nopony didn’t step in. So Rumble decided to defuse the bomb at the last second “She is right!” He yelled across the class to Cheerilee who was just as surprised as the crusaders and both Button and Tender. “She is right.” He said again and walked over to Apple Bloom’s desk next to Cheerilee. Every colt and filly was now looking at him and tried to guess what was about to happen next.

“Could you clarify Rumble?” Cheerilee asked him.

“No… I can’t…” He said and smiled innocently and hoped that Cherilee would just drop the subject.

“You two stay here until I have figured out what the hay is going on. The rest of you can go home now.”

“Rumble you idiot you just had to ruin this too!” Scootaloo thought and facehoofed as she was leaving the classroom.
As the rest of the school ponies left the classroom and the door closed Cheerilee said. “You two wait here for a moment I have to make some calls quick.” And she too left the room leaving two of them alone to the room.

“Why did you do that?” Apple Bloom asked and looked at him.

“Well you see me, Button and Tender had this whole thing planned where we were going to ask you three out but… I guess like Scootaloo would say: I ruined it again… or would that be you who would say something like that in the middle of the class?” Rumble said and chuckled.

“Really you three were going to ask us out… oh bucks I ruined this not only for me and you but to the rest of them as well.” Apple Bloom said and looked down in disappointment. “And now Cheerilee is going to not only call out parents but she will give us detention too.” She said and looked up to Rumble who had sat down to the desk in front of her but he had turned the chair to face her. His purple eyes look kinda like those weird apples cousin Apple stem harvests during nightmare night…

“But sure you could have just stayed out of this and gotten a date with Scoots… You were going to ask her out… right?” Apple Bloom said hoping a bit he would say her name instead of Scootaloo’s… “NO! YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON TENDER TAPS! GET YOUR HEAD STRAIGHT!” She thought to herself.

“Well yeah…” He said and looked at her… Apple Bloom was kinda cute… but no Scootaloo had to be the one for him after all they had spent a lot of time together… then again what if he were to spent some time with Apple Bloom… would she be as awesome as Scootaloo?

“Sorry to break this to you but the fact is that the pony you have a crush on might not be the one.” Soarin’s words echoed in his head… was Scootaloo really meant to be the one or… gosh her eyes are pretty.


“For Celestia’s sake Rumble! Why do you have to be so stupid!” Scootaloo ranted on the play ground outside of the school.

“Relax Scootaloo I’m sure they will be out soon.” Sweetie Belle tried to calm her down.

“No they are gonna be in there for a while.” Button said as he walked over to them with Tender Taps.

“How do you know that?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“Well we heard Cheerilee and she just told them to wait so it’s gonna be a while before they get out of there.” Button told the fillies.

“Great… Just great. I knew he was gonna screw this up for us.” Scootaloo said and kicked a rock.

“Well I guess our plan is off?” Tender Taps asked Button.

“Yeah… Better luck next time?” Button said.

“Well I guess I should get going… I need to get my new dance outfit ready before the next show.” Tender Taps said and started to walk away.

“You know how skilled I am with a sewing machine.” Tender Taps joked.

“Hey Tender! I can help you since our plans for today are off too. Right Scoots?” Sweetie Belle asked Scootaloo who was still a bit angry.

“Yeah go ahead we can try again another day.” She simply said and looked as two of them walked away.

“So you are good at sewing?” Tender Taps asked.

“Yeah of course. Rarity has thought me a lot and I can handle any job that might come up.” Sweetie Belle said and radiated confidence… and beauty “NO SHE IS BUTTON’S CRUSH DUDE! SNAP OUT OF IT!” Tender Taps thought to himself as they kept walking. He was still looking at her perfect mane and her cute face… But no she was nothing compared to Apple Bloom. Apple Bloom and he had danced so much and knew each other so well…

“Sorry to break this to you but the fact is that the pony you have a crush on might not be the one.” Dammit Soarin why did you say that!

“So when is your next show?” Sweetie Belle asked him.

“Next week at the nightmare night festival.”

“I have always whished that I could dance as well as Apple Bloom… But then again she had the best teacher in town.” Sweetie chuckled and thought what it would be if she could dance… Just slow romantic Dances with a perfect stallion who would teach her to dance. “NO SWEETIE THAT’S APPLE BLOOM’S STALLION YOU ARE DREAMING ABOUT!” He wasn’t nearly as great as Button… but She hadn’t spent that much time with him after all… Unlike with Button who she knew well. But… No… or…


“Why are you so salty all the sudden?” Button asked and looked at Scootaloo who was still angry about the situation that had happened.

“Salty? What does that mean?”

“Forget it.” Button said and walked over to her. “I just seem like you would have been playing counter strike global offensive for hours.” Button said and chuckled a bit.

“Shut up Bottom Bash.” Scootaloo said and gave him a friendly poke.

“Oh you even talk like a real Call of duty newbie.” Button said and laughed hard.

“Hey I could beat you ass in any game any time.” She said with confidence and smiled… ad what a smile it was… “NO! BUTTON THAT’S RUMBLE’S FILLY YOU ARE THINKING ABOUT!” Button thought to himself.

“I could beat you even with a third party controller.” Button said with just as much confidence as Scootaloo.

“Well he is competitive and cute… NO! I DON’T DO GIRLY CRUSHES!” Scootaloo thought to herself.

“So are we gonna play or are you gonna be a real chicken and scoot away.” Button said and gave her a friendly smile.

“Oh we are on!”

“Great follow me to my place!” Button said and started walking.

“Sorry to break this to you but the fact is that the pony you have a crush on might not be the one.” Those words… “Soarin your advice was so crappy!” He thought to himself as they were walking…