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// The date 
// Story: Grief 
// by BronyAugustus 
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Ponyville, one week later

Button trotted down the street, heading towards Sugarcube Corner. He and Sweetie Belle were meeting there today. It was their first real date.
Pip had been surprisingly understanding, saying he understood Sweetie Belle's point of view. (With a glance towards Diamond tiara.)
He had decided to ask her out the day after he had made his choice. He had told her about the dream, but she was the only one who knew the full story. He told his mom that the bracelet was a gift from princess Celestia. She seemed to believe it. He hadn't told her the full story, and he had decided already that he probably wouldn't.
He entered the sweets shop. Sweetie Belle was sitting at a table in the corner, and he went to join her.
"So, how was your day?" Began Button.
"Good, though I had to sneak out of the house. Rarity would have been fussing over me for hours otherwise!"
They both laughed. Pinkie walked in.
"So, love birds! What do you want!"
They both blushed. She smiled.
"How about a slice of cheesecake for Sweetie Belle, a slice of key lime for Button, and a large vanilla shake to share."
"Sounds good."
"It'll be a moment though. I have a client in the back. Filthy Rich is trying to get a cake for his wife's birthday." She shuddered. "You know how picky she can get!"She trotted off to the kitchen.
The door opened, and in walked Spoiled Rich, talking on a cellphone.
"Yah, I can't believe it either. If she wanted to choose when she worked, she should have been a whore. It's what she deserves."
Sweetie looked at Button. "You don't think?"
"I don't know. Let's watch."
Oblivious to the fact that she was being watched, she continued her conversation.
"I know that slut's after Filthy and his money. Well she can have him for all I care. Our prenups say that if we divorce because he cheats, I get every cent he has. After that, she can have him."
Button and Sweetie Belle gasped. Spoiled didn't seem to hear.
"Hay, no! I never really loved him. I just wanted his money. And so long as he keeps thinking I do love him, I can have it. He's such a doormat. What ever I want, I get. He's so spineless, I'd bet that if he knew all this, he'd still follow me like a lost puppy. He's such a push over." she put the phone on the counter. "Hello! Any pony there!" she picked the phone up and headed for the door. "This place has such lousy service. I don't know what Filthy sees in it!"
She left. Not long after, Pinkie emerged, leading a distraught Filthy Rich. "There there. I know it hurts." She lead him to a table "You deserve better than her. The whole town knows that!"
"I... I've figured it for a while. But I loved her when we first met. She was charming and seemed so kind. I fell for ber then, and I guess that love blinded me to what she's become. She's just not the mare I married. I guess it was just...an act. Once she had me, she let her true colors show."
Pinkie looked over at them. "Sorry, this could be awhile. Want me to get you anything?"
Sweetie Belle answered. "Nah. I think we'll go. We'll get dinner at my house later. Thanks anyway."
As they walked towards the park, they began to talk. "Seriously, Sweetie Belle."
"What?"
"Rarity would never get out of our hair. Dinner with her present would be a nightmare!"
They both laughed. Button continued. "How about we go to my place. Mom's not home, and we have plenty of spaghetti left over. If that's alright with you, I mean."
"Sure! Rarity isn't expecting me home for a while anyway."

Button's house, a few minutes later.

"Here you go. Spaghetti, mash family style." He set the plate in front of Sweetie Belle, placing another where he would sit.
"You don't think we'll end up like that, do you?"
Button paused "Like what?"
"Like Spoiled and Filthy. One a complete tail hole, the other totally blind to it."
He sat down. "I don't think so. He loved her, but I doubt that she ever loved him. She just wanted his money. I love you, and you love me, don't you?"
"Of course!"
"Then we'll never turn out like them. So long as we have our love, we can face anything."
Sweetie reached across the table and kissed him. "You are so romantic."
He answered by drawing her into an even deeper kiss...