The days passed quickly as Twilight worried about her date with Maestro. Sure, he was going out with her after Trixie, but that wasn’t any reason to do things by halves. She may not know if anything would come of it, but she had to try. The nervictement (as Pinkie’d put it) she had was almost palpable. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, to get her mind in working order. Tonight was the night, but she wasn’t sure when he’d stop by. She was slightly worried, but there really wasn’t much she could do right now. So, she decided to get some fresh air. She strolled for a bit through town until she sighted Maestro and Trixie. She ducked into cover, and watched as they walked together.
Trixie was clearly enjoying their time together, but Maestro was a bit harder for Twilight to read. Twilight knew that she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t get the idea out of her head. Yet, she didn’t want to intrude further. She was a better friend than that. She decided to leave them to it and went home to wait.
The wait had been aggravating, with her constantly pacing back and forth, and adjusting her look. Spike tried to calm her down. “Relax, Twi. It’s going to be fine! I’m sure that you’ll leave quite an impression.”
Twilight sighed, adjusting the dress that Rarity’d made her for the occasion. It was a gentle blue with white lace trim. She also wore a pair of white heels on her back hooves to accentuate her look. “I guess I shouldn’t worry too much… What happens, happens. He’ll be here any minute, though…” Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard a knock at the door. “That’s him! Hope this goes well!” She took a breath, and braced herself for what awaited her when she opened the door. The sight of him in that royal blue tux almost made her heart leap right out of her chest. Was he doing this to her on purpose? She collected herself, and smiled. “Ready?”
Maestro smirked. “Of course. Shall we?” at Twilight’s nod, he stood aside as she exited the library. Once she was outside with him in the crisp evening air, he commented on her dress. “I must say, simple works wonders for you, just as showy does for Trix. It’s just simple fact.”
A light blush rose upon Twilight’s face. “Th-thanks for that, I guess. You look simply dashing in that suit, you know…”
She covered her mouth, but it was too late. But instead of teasing her, he just let out a short laugh. “As if I didn’t know that already. I’m many things, Sparks, but unconfident in how I look isn’t one of them.” A smaller, more genuine smile graced his face after that, though. “Still, it’s nice to hear an outside party comment on it. Thanks.” Silence resumed between the pair as they walked, a small levity between them. Maestro led Twilight to a corner of Ponyville she’d never seen before- a glen surrounded by strange trees that were made of flower petals. Maestro grinned as he led her to a picnic table made of birch. “Impressive, isn’t it? I asked Discord to help me with this. He was hesitant at first, but he can be an artist in his own right, it seems.” He sat down, and gestured for Twilight to do the same. After she did, he smirked as he revealed a picnic basket that he’d been hiding with his magic. He set it down, and opened it. The food inside looked to be quite expensive, and Twilight looked to Maestro in confusion. He shook his head. “I know it’s not conventional to have a picnic when dressed fancily, but… I thought it wouldn’t be right to have the same kind of date with you both. It’d be hard to distinguish between the two, if you catch my drift.”
Twilight took one of the sandwiches with her magic, and took a bite. Her eyes went wide, and she looked to Maestro as she swallowed. She tilted her head slightly. “How’d you...?”
Maestro smirked. “...know your favorite? Well, this is one of the many advantages of living through the same days over and over. It comes in handy.” He sighed as he took on of the other sandwiches with his magic. “I saw you, watching us. I don’t fault you, though. Jealousy is understandable, given how you said you feel about me. I personally have never experienced it, at least as far as I can remember. I forgive you for spying, but please. Next time, don’t let your jealousy get the better of you. Remember, I’m still getting used to this. I’ve been distant from my own emotions for a long time. You can’t force these things.”
Twilight sighed. Of course he’d noticed. Still it was a bit surprising how forgiving and understanding he was about it. He was right, though. She couldn’t force him to love her. That certainly wouldn’t end well. She smiled gently. “I promise that I won’t do that again. I wasn’t thinking clearly. I’ve never quite… felt this way before.”
At that statement, Maestro’s eyebrows shot up. “Not even with… Flash?” At her nod, he sighed. “I see. Well, I mightn’t know if I reciprocate, but… I do feel strongly towards you. I still don’t know what the feeling is exactly, be it strong camaraderie or something more, but I promise that once I figure it out, I will let you know.” He stood, and smiled as he extended a hoof. “I will escort you home though, if you like.”
She smiled as he picked up the basket. “I’d like that.” The two walked back to her place, a comfortable silence between them. Time flew by, and they were back at her door. Twilight spoke to him at the door. “Thanks, for tonight. Maybe we could… do this again sometime?”
Maestro smiled, nodded, then left without another word.