Carousel Boutique never failed to stun the two ponies that now stool on its doorstep. It was a beautiful building that would not have been out of place in Canterlot, and the owner, doubly so. Maybe that was why in the past year her shop had become the créme de la créme of Ponyville, if anypony wanted a dress they went to Carousel Boutique, there was no question, but, recently, the store had began to give complete makovers to accommodate the fact that not everypony wanted a new dress everyday.
Vinyl whistled appreciativel as she looked throug the window at the price tags on the dresses, hoping one day she could afford one, but, that was a folley, she was a musician and, contrary to popular belief, musicians were not well known in Ponyville, and had very few gigs. Octavia and Scratch were still living off of their last gig, so how Octavia got the money for this and the spa she had no idea.
"Hey, Tavi, how did you get the money for this?" Vinyl asked, looking towards Ocavia, who seemed slightly distracted, looking back towards the main town instead of the trned back when she heard Vinyl's voice.
"Huh? Oh! Money, well, Lotus and Aloe gave me a discount because it was your birthday and we had just gotten over our lover's spat, and, well, let's just say Rarity owes me a favour" she said, with a flashback to her with yellow coat and blue maneon NightMare Night. She shivered.
Vinyl nodded.
"Good, I thought you had dipped into our living money" Vinyl said, and Octavia scoffed.
"I'd like to think I'm more money savvy then that" she stated, causing a fit of giggles. They walked towards the door and gently pushed on it, it opening with a slight creaking of wood, the tinkling of a bell overhead caught te attention of the mare in the centre, working on something behind closed curtains.
She turned around with a smile.
"Hello, wecome to carousel boutique, where everything is chique, unique, and tres magnifique!" she sang with her signature friendly tone, smile, and closed eyes. It was only when she opened her eyes and viewed the customers that the realisation hit her.
"Oh! Miss Scratch! Miss Octavia! I completely forgot you were coming, please forgive the mess, I was just dealig with a particularly picky customer, that's what I was working on, they wanted their dress to have more 'flare' whatever that meant" she stated rather gruffly, idly flicking the curl in her mane as she talked.
"Anyway, I suppose you're here for the makovers I promised?" she asked, and Octavia shook her head.
"No, Vinyl Scratch has the makover, I'm just going to wait and have a read of your magazines and browse of your dresses I guess" she said with a shrug and Rarity's eyes fell to a half lidded annoyed look.
"No. Sorry Octavia, but no, I'll gladly do both of your makovers, but not just one, for two reasons, A: I owe Octavia a favour, not you Vinyl, even though I will kindly do it as an extention of Octavia's favour, and B: I don't want Octavia to bore herself with those dusty magazines that I haven't updated in oh, so long" she said and Octavia held up a hoof, knowing better than to argue with the fashionista.
"Fine fine, I'll take a makover too" she said resignedly, and they both were led towards a pair of chairs in front of two mirrors just on the edge of the shop, far enough awaya so that the dresses were out of the way, but close enough so the fashion pony could easily transition between two different aspects of her work.
Octavia sat down and felt herself sink into the plush silk chairs. She looed over to Vinyl who was motioning for Rarity to come closer, and when she did Vinyl whispered something into her ear, Rarity's eyes lit up and she had to stop herself from squealing in delight.
"Oh of course darling, consider it done!" she said with glee, and turned to look at Octavia with the faint, tell-tale signs of a smile before walking towards her back room to pick up some supplies for the two customers now sitting in the chairs.
Octavia looked at Vinyl with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.
"What was that then?" she asked coyly, and Vinyl shrugged.
"Well, let's just say you owe me some bits" she said, then turned to face the mirror, flicking a bang of her blue hair our of her red eyes. She had only just now let the reality of what she did at sink in, she was out in public without her trademark sunglasses. Rarity came back armed with various facial masks, hoof and horn filers and mane curlers and a straightener.
"Now, first of all, I think we'll start with a nice mane wash, then I can re-style it" she said with a nod towards thepair, who looked at each other and nodded.
"That sounds lovely Rarity" Vinyl said, and Rarity smiled, then, in an instant, it faded as she saw Vinyl's eyes and focussed on them for what seems to have been the first time.
"Oh my Celestia! Please tell me those are your natural eyes and not contacts!" she said with a smile, and Vinyl shook her head.
"No, these are my natural eyes" she said and Rarity gasped.
"Oh, I simply must have your permission to design you a dress!" she gasped as she began to place the straighteners in Vinyl's hair and gently pulling it through.
"Oh! I can finally use that fire ruby I've been sealing away! I can make it a sparkling pink to offset your eyes and match the lovely Octavia's!" she was practically giddy with excitement and Vinyl was just sitting there with a perplexed look on her face as Rarity moved the straighteners through her mane. Octavia found it hard not to giggle.
"Oh, it'll be just perfect, you two standing there in matching yet different dresss, each complimenting your manes and eyes! Oh it'll be just magical!" she spoke with a dreamy look in her eyes, and Vinyl cast a glance over at Octavia who was giggling.
"You can laugh Tavi, but I think it'll actually be nice" Vinyl said, and Octavia stopped her giggling, Rarity stopped her straightening, and turned her chair around.
"So you'll let me do it?" she asked with her gleam in her eyes, and Vinyl nodded.
Rarity squealed and danced from one hoof to the other for a few moments before she stopped."Oh, the makeover, sorry girls, I just got a bit excited" she said sheepishly, and Octavia scoffed.
"A bit excited?" she said and Rarity blushed and began to finish up with Vinyl's hair.
"Well can you blame me? I get to design dresses for you two! Oh you simply must let me fit you today!" she said to Octavia as she finished with Vinyl's hair and moved on to Octavia's. Vinyl took a glance in the mirror and her jaw dropped, her hair cascaded down her neck, when it wasn't in her normal windswept look, she hadn't quite realised how much she had let it grown. It flowed like water, framing her face perfectly. Octavia watched her with much the same look.
"Wow, V, you look amazing!" she said and Vinyl blushed, Rarity alloed herelf a smile as she ran the staighteners through Octavia's mane, sending rivers of perfect gray cascading down her cheeks.
"Compared to you, Tavi, I'm nothing" she said and Octavia shook her head.
"You're everything to me V" she said, for the moment Rarity forgotten, until she 'aawwed'.
"Aww, you two really are the best couple!" she said as she fairly quickly straightened Octavia's hair, then began to place curlers in it.
"Um, Rarity, do I have to have curlers in my hair? Can't you just leave it straight?" Octavia asked and Rarity shook her head.
"Sorry 'Tavi', Straight hair is so benal and blech, oh, no offense, but I feel you would look so much better with curly hair, not straight hair or your normal look" she explained, and Octavia nodded as she watched Rarity through the mirror.
"So, what did you have in mind for Tavi's dress?" Vinyl asked, and Rarity stopped mid-curl, half hanging out and half wrapped with hair, she blinked a few times before turning towards Viyl.
"I'm... I'm not sure, I know I want some red to match your eyes, but getting some grey in there without it clashing is going to be a problem. 'l'll figure something out though" she stated reassuredly, and Vinyl nodded, watching her weave Octavia's hair through the curlers.
Octavia sighed and turned her head slgihtly, much to Rarity's slight annoyance. She looked at Vinyl and smiled at her, and Vinyl smiled right back. Something was niggling at the bak of Octavia's mind though, something eating away, it felt like guilt. Why should she have felt guilty?
She shook her head ever so slightly and kept her smile while Rarity placed the final curler in her hair.
Noteworthy sighed and smiled as Daisy smiled backat him, one hoof was poised on the door of her house, the other extended towards him holding a square piece of yellow paper. On the paper were words scribed in his own hoofwriting: Buy something for Daisy. His smile took on a sheepish tone as he trotted into the house, violin perched on his back.
"Care to explain the note Notes?" she asked and Noteworthy sat the voli case down, turning back to her with a smile that was more confident than sheepish.
"Daisy, all in good time, first, some good new! I have a job at the music shop in town, gathering business for the small shop, and as thanks, the shop owner gave me this violin, now, I had originally planned to find a job and use the bits from my first day's work to buy you something as a thank you, but now I've decided..." he paused and un-zipped the case and brought the polished wood into the light.
"I've decided to give you the gift of a song" he said and she smiled even wider as she set the yello piece of paper down onto th coffee table. Noteworthy reared onto hs hind lgs and set the violin to his chin, drawing the bow arss te strings, testing them as a swimmer would test the waters of a pool. Before jumpng headfirst.
The first few notes were slow and just a mere promise of those to come before he unleashed the first salvo of notes that tore apart the air and wafted on the breeze, he imagined himself in a shady woodland where nopony was around to hear him play, and that allowed him to lose himself into the music, working away at the strings with a bow the way a painter would a brush on a canvas.
He stopped after a while and let the music die down. The violin melody turned sad and thoughtful, haunting notes played out from the strings and into the reletive silence of the house. He thought of Daisy, her compasssionate, golden eyes, the way she made him feel when she was around.
Then his thoughts turned dark. He thought of how it felt to feel abandoned and alone in Canterlot, a star fallen away from its galaxy.
He felt a tear prick his eye as he slowed his playing as his thoughts turned to today, his encounter with Vinyl and Octavia, how he would soon have to leave. He vowed he would ass soon as he could, after the song was over. The violin played a few more notes, before falling silent. He subconsciously took a bow, his violin bow behind his back and Violin still in his hoof. He heard clapping and looked up towards Daisy who's tears flowed freely down her cheeks. A smile was on her face as Noteworthy put the violin away.
"That was beautiful, where did you learn to play like that?" she asked and Noteworthy slowed as he zipped up the casing.
"In Canterlot. I was lead violin in the Celestial Orchestra. Emphasis on was." he said and left the violin on the table as he trotted over to the couch where Daisy was sitting. He clambered onto the cushions and allowed himself to sink into the plush faux leather.
Daisy looked at him and he smiled as he turned his head. Inside Daisy's head, a war was being fought, and won by her feelings. She was unsure how she felt for him before, but now she knew. The music was beautiful and seemed to come from his very soul. She knew him now.
She smiled wider.
"It was a very beautiful melody Notes, thanks" she said, and Noteworthy shrugged.
"I'm just sorry I couldn't do more" he said, and she leant closer, silently wrapping her hoof around his head. He looked at her with surprise.
"You don't have to" she said, and leant in for a kiss. Their lips met in a soft kiss, Noteworthy's eyes shot open in surprise as Daisy's pliant lips were pressed against his own in a searing embrace, so different than the first time they kissed outside her house, this one was gently, yet held back a raging fire busting to be released from its cage.
He closed his eyes and brought up his hooves to run gently through her disheveled mane, it fell around her face as he worked it loose, green rivers ran around them and framed their kiss perfectly.
They broke the kiss, Daisy leant her forehead against Noteworthy's, and panted, trying to regain her composure and relieve some of her ache for air.
"Daisy, I love you" came the simple four words, and Daisy's hear swelled with joy as she let out a silent chuckle.
"I love you too Noteworthy" she said in barely above a whisper.
They closed the inches of distance between them as they stole the breath from from each other in another kiss.
The curtains slowly parted as Octavia's dress was revealed, it was a ball gown, much like the one she had worn on their first date. Vinyl felt herself gasp and smile with a wide open mouth, Octavia blushed and lowered her head, her re-styled mane falling over one of her eyes. She looked so adorable standing there, and Rarity was watching with much the same expression.
"So? What do you think?" she asked, and Vinyl scoffed.
"It's amazing!" she said, as she walked closer to Octavia as she stood in the middle of the shop. The dress was a flowing silk number with a blue bottom half interspersed with white star-like gems, the top half blended into a red colour, but retained the white specks. A gray ribbon twirled around it, and an intricate pattern of lace worked up Octavia's gracefull neck.
"You really like it?" Octavia asked, and Vinyl nodded.
"If it were possible, it makes you all the more beautiful" Vinyl complimented, and Octavia blushed a deep shade of crimson, enough to rival Vinyl's eyes. Rarity walked forward and idly hoofed the silk.
"I chose the olours to match you Vinyl white specks for your coat, red for your eyes, and blue for your hair. I think it turned out rather nicely. But, now, I think it's time for you to try on your dress Vinyl!" Rarity sang, and Vinyl smiled at her, bfore walking into the changing room. Octavia walked out and the curtains went up. Vinyl turned to her dress and gasped. It was a strapless gray dress with a crimson ribbon that went around the waist, going over the shoulders and joining at the chest, where a blazing fire ruby sat with gray flower petals around it. The ruby was actually more of a purple than a red, and that detail wasn't lost on Vinyl.
The affixed skirt was a darker grey to match Octavia's mane.
Vinyl stepped closer to it and levitated it over to herself with her magic, allowing herself to slip inside it. It was as if pure liquid was running over her body, the silk and lace wrapped around her perfectly. She stepped out of the curtains, and Octavia's eyes widened.
"Oh my..." she stated simply, and Vinyl did a twirl on hr hind legs.
"Well, what do you think of this?" she asked, and Octavia simply sat there, shocked and dazed expression on her face.
Vinyl smiled at her and allowed herself a chuckle.
"I take it you like the dress then?" she asked sarcastically, and Octavia merely scoffed.
"That would be worthy of winning understatement of the year" she said as she trotted forward to admire the dress from a closer range. Rarity couldn't supress a squeal.
"Oh I just love the way you two look together!" she said and Octavia and Vinyl looked at each other and smiled.
"I must say I outdid myself this time. You two simply MUST wear these dresses the net time you go out together!" she sang and they looked at each other with a smile.
"We will" they promised in unison, and Rarity sighed.
"Well, I think my work here is done" Rarity said, and Octavia went up to her.
"Thanks for everything Rarity, I wish we could pay you for the dresses, but, we both know what you're going to say" she said as Rarity prepared herself to say something along the lines of "It was no trouble"
Rarity simply smiled.
"Well, I'm not the Element of Generosity for nothing you know" she said and they shared a chuckle.
"Now if you'll take off your dresses and give them to me, I'll get them washed and finalised and you'll get them tomorrow" she said, and they nodded, Vinyl levitated her own dress towards Rarity and Octavia simply handed hers over.
They both exited the shop after Rarity waved them goodbye.
The sun had peeked over the remaining clouds in the sky. The weather patrol hadn't been lazy, but it was a hot day, and they left a few clouds idly wafting in the breeze as it brought a few seconds of respite from a few hours of heavy sunlight.
Underneath the shadows of a cloud two ponies walked together, one under a constant shadow of something called guilt. Guilt is a funny thing, it's something that cannot be stopped, no matter how much you want it to go away, and, if left unchecked, it'll eat away at someone from the inside, be it if the person whom you directed your assault deserved it at the time, you'll still feel guilt, and that hurts more than what the person did to you. Guilt eats at the conscience mind and, at that precise moment, guilt was worming its way to the premise of Octavia's thoughts like a bug. She attempted to hide it as she and Vinyl walked, but soon a sigh escaped her and Vinyl looked over at her with the concern in her eyes that Octavia loved, but also hated at times for its ability to get in her thoughts and read her like an open book.
"Tavi, honey are you okay?" she asked and Octavia nodded.
"Yeah, it's just... something that happened earlier is... occupying my thoughts" she said, averting her gaze at the last sentence. Vinyl regarded her as if trying to see into her mind, but as close as they were, she hadn't been able to work her completely out. Whenever she wanted to hide something that was bothering her, she did it well.
"Okay well, how about we get some lunch, and if you want to you can tell me about it hmm?" she asked with a bat of her eyelashes and a smile, to which Octavia smiled as well and nodded.
"Sure, how about the Equine Eatery?" she asked, and Vinyl smiled wider.
"That was our first date" she said, colliding with her playfully. Octavia chuckled.
"It would've been were it not for my brother interrupting, but I'm glad he did, as I heard it was him that finally got you to open up about your feelings" she said, and Vinyl nodded almost solemnly.
"Yeah, he also threatened to kill me if I ever broke your heart" she said as nonchalantly as she could, causing Octavia to giggle profusely.
"Yeah, that's Tempest, always over-protective of me, it's a little annoying sometimes" she said, and Vinyl bumped into her playfully.
"Oh come on, he's only looking out for you" she said and Octavia nodded.
"I know, and I'm glad he does, it's just that sometimes he can feel a bit suffocating" she said rather morosely, and Vinyl slowed a little bit, and stepped closer to her, getting her attention after a few seconds of walking.
"Is that why you're upset?" she asked, and Octavia shook her head.
"No, I told you it's something that happened earlier, as in earlier today, and, I don't know, I just feel really guilty about it I guess" she softly spoke, her head turning down to the ground as her walking slowed. Vinyl pulled ahead of her and faced her, placing her hooves on Octavia's shoulder.
"Tavi, if I don't know how to help if you don't tell me what's wrong" she said, moving closer to her and placing a hof under Octavia's chin, gently raising her face so their eyes met in a most tender way.
Octavia sighed and withdrew somewhat, closing her eyes and drooping her ears.
"It's about when we saw Noteworthy, when you was walking away I told him it would be better if he left, and now I feel guilty because he's in love with Daisy, and Daisy loves him, so I feel guilty because I've told him to break up with her essentially, and I think he will" she explained, and Vinyl felt a pang of anger at the mention of the name, but then she thought about it for a while, and realized that had somepony told her that Octavia didn't want her, and that no-pony needed her, she would leave too. She realized that she could, for once, relate to what Noteworthy was feeling.
"Tavi, why?" she asked simply, and Octavia shrugged.
"You was angry, I was angry, I was thinking that if he left, then it would fix and prevent any future problems. I wasn't thinking long term, I wasn't thinking about Daisy's feelings, or his" she admitted and Vinyl placed a reassuring hoof on her shoulder and gently stroked her cheek.
"Tavi, do you remember how you burst into my house, ran down to my basement and kissed me?" she asked, and Octavia blushed, looking back up again shyly.
"I don't think I can ever forget, but, Vinyl, how does that have anything to do with she started, but was cut off by a hoof on her lips, silencing her.
"Shh, just listen, right then, our relationship was so delicate, that you were nearly going to walk away and forget the whole thing, it would've taken me years to get over you, and I never would have been happy again. This is that volitile, delicate situation for them, a point where instead of getting bogged down by things in the past, we should be helping them, as I'm sure by now they've told each other." She explained, and Octavia thought about it, this was that time for them, and she had nearly ruined it for them.
"When does the next train leave for Canterlot?" she asked, and Vinyl looked around at the town hall, where the large clock told them it was 4:15.
"It leaves in about 15 minutes" she said, and Octavia's eyes grew wide.
"No, no no no no, Vinyl we have to stop him!" she yelped, suddenly breaking into a run and pelting towards the train station like an evil demon hounded her. Vinyl watched for a moment, amazed at her speed, watching her leave a dust trail for a while, before tearing after her at speeds that would make Rainbow Dash proud.
A kiss can turn into so much more than what is expected, a kiss can be a simple show of affection, but it can also ignite something deep down that neither party can tame. It can ignite a fire that cannot be quenched until the end, and laying there with Daisy beside him, he realised just how close they had come to being burned. Daisy shifted slightly and Notes looked at her with a smile. She smiled back and shifted again to a more comfortable position, letting out a satisfied sigh as she did so, her head coming to rest on his chest.
Noteworthy idly stroked a hoof through her mane and she stirred in her half-sleep, and Noteworthy laughed slightly. Daisy smiled wider.
"You keep doing that and I'll fall asleep" she warned, and he simply stroked through her mane again, eliciting another sigh as her silky mane flowed over his hooves and she shifted to a more comfortable position, he just continued to lay there and attempt to relax. He still had something to do, something important, he had to leave Daisy, but he couldn't while he was awake.
Another stroke through her mane, and her breathing grew longer and deeper. As she lay on his chest he felt her heartbeat slow, and her smile relaxed to her default expression. She truly was beautiful, though it broke Noteworthy's heart to think that that face would soon be wearing an expression of pain, but took comfort in the thought that it was a necessity.
He was leaving one relationship to preserve another, and that's why it was so easy for him to make the decision.
She probably didn't want him anyway, after all that he had done, who was to say that he wouldn't do it again? He knew he would't but Daisy didn't. He didn't deserve her.
He shifted slightly and gently took Daisy's prone form and lay it on the couch, watching her stir, then resume sleeping. He smiled and planted another kiss on her forehead, stroking through her mane once more before he walked away, towards the door, then, h turned and decided he should at least leave a note. He walked into the kitchen and wrote her a simple note saying; I'm sorry
He left it on the coffee table in front of the couch, before he walked towards the door, opening it and casting one more furtive glance at the way the light cascaded over her face. He sighed and walked out, closing the door gently with a soft click. He turned to face the open air and breathed in deeply, starting a an idle trot towards the train station.
The walk was quiet, not many ponies were around considering the lateness of the day, but, then again, maybe they were all at restaurants or cafe's, dreaming the day away, or spending time with loved ones. He heaved a great, repressive sigh, and trudged forward until he was in front of the large train station. He had no money, so he had to get out the same way he had came in; by hiding.
She had to exert every last reserve of energy and self restraint from passing out from exhaustion, but Vinyl managed to keep up with Octavia, and, as they passed by the surprised pony in the ticket booth outside, they saw the blue stallion on the platform, looking towards the incomming hisses of steam from the tracks to the left. He was waiting for a momentary lapse in the security, and Octavia and Vinyl seized the opportunity to run up to him.
"Noteworthy, wait!" Octavia called, and Noteworthy turned to the sound of the voice, and his face fell when he saw who it was.
"Come to see me off?" he asked somewhat snidely, and Octavia shook her head.
"No, we're actually here to-" she was cut off by Noteworthy's hoof silencing her.
"Come to gloat then? You've won, I'm leaving, without the forgiveness I came here to seek, and without Daisy" He said sadly, an Vinyl Scratch spoke up from behind the gray mare.
"No, Notes, we're here to convince you to stay" she said, and Noteworthy scoffed.
"After going through so much trouble to get me to leave?" he asked disbelievingly, and they both nodded.
"Please, Noteworthy, we forgive you, I forgive you, and if you won't stay for us or yourself, at least stay for Daisy" Octavia pleaded, and Vinyl nodded.
"Yeah, think of how distraught she's gonna be if she wakes up and finds out you left her! She'll be devastated for the rest of her life, Notes! You think you're doing the right thing when, really, you're just making things worse for you and Daisy" she said, and both Noteworthy and Octavia were surprised at her logical argument.
Noteworthy stammered out a half-hearted excuse.
"But, you wanted me gone because I come between you two"
They both shook their heads.
"If being in a relationship means you can't talk about problems..." Octavia began, to be cut off by Vinyl piping up and nuzzling her cheek warmly.
"...The relationship is doomed" she finished for her, and Octavia smiled, turning back to Noteworthy. The train whistle shrieked out a final warning for any passengers yet to board. He sighed.
"So you actually want me to stay now?" he asked and they both nodded.
"Not for us, but for Daisy, and, to a lesser extent, you" Octavia quipped, causing Notes to chuckle. He gazed at the train and steam blew from the chimney and rose into the air. The wheels began to turn and the train began to pull away from the station. Noteworthy watched what could have been one of the biggest mistakes of his life roll away, and smiled.
"I suppose I should get back to Daisy, huh?" he asked, and they both nodded earnestly.
"Unless you want a confused mare to go back to, and you need to explain all of this to her, and she will most likely be angry with your apparent ditching of her" Vinyl Scratch pondered out loud, and they all chuckled.
In the distance, the train whistle grew less and less audible, and Noteworthy sighed again.
"Thank you both, for everything" he said, before holding out his hoof as a show of peace.
"I hope this will be the start of a friendship between us" he said as they nodded and shook his hoof.
"Us too, Notes, good luck with Daisy" Vinyl said, and Noteworthy nodded and walked towards the entrance to the train station. Vinyl and Octavia looked at each other with a smile, and Octavia leaned on her and sighed.
"Well, looks like another musician's staying in Ponyville" she said, and Vinyl giggled.
"Ready for the competition?" she quipped playfully, and Octavia laughed again.
"Yeah. Maybe he could work with us" she said and Vinyl shot her a look.
"Don't push it Tavi" she said with a smirk and they both shared a laugh. They then began to trot towards the entrance to the station.
The smell of something cooking roused Daisy from her slumber, she stretched and giggled to herself as she felt her back pop. She stood up and took a deep breath of the smell, then walked into the kitchen. Noteworthy was standing there placing hay into a pot of boiling water. Her hooves clopped onto the tiled floor and he turned, smiling at her.
"Hey, you're awake, have a good nap?" he asked with a smile, and she walked closer and nodded, wrapping her hooves around him in a hug. He hugged her back and laughed.
"What was that for?" he asked and she shrugged, letting him go after a few minutes.
"Just because" she said with the ghost of a smile as she turned towards the stove and the boiling pot of water. "What are you cooking?" she asked and he turned back to the pot and stirred it a little.
"Hay-ghetti with tomato sauce, cut tomatoes and diced cucumber" he explained, and she raised her eyebrows.
"My my, I didn't know you could cook" she said as she stroked through his mane. He smiled and turned, planting a kiss on her lips, then trailing across her cheek up to her ear.
"There's a lot about me you have yet to find out" he whispered in her ear, causing her to shiver and bite her lip. He laughed at her and turned back to the cooking, stirring it once more before breaking from her grip and getting out two plates, taking out two spoonfuls of the hay-ghetti and pouring them onto the plate, followed by the vegetables around the edge. He lifted them both up and handed one to Daisy, who took it and walked towards the table, placing the plate down and gripping a fork, taking a mouthful.
Her eyes went wide as he sat across her and arched an eyebrow.
"Good?" he asked and she nodded.
"Really, really good" she said as she ate with gusto. He couldn't help but smile and turn towards the window. He took a breath of the house air before turning back to his own plate of food.
He never thought, when he boarded the train to Ponyville, that he would be sitting having dinner with one of the most beautiful mares in Ponyville, having just gotten forgiveness from his ex. He chuckled to himself. Many colts would kill to be in his position, they would kill, and die, for Daisy.
He wouldn't. He would LIVE for her, live with her. For the rest of his days.
But still, maybe he should have told her what nearly happened...
No, it was best to let her be happy, and not worrying, or stirring up old conflicts. He would let her live in ignorant bliss. She looked at him and smiled, to which he returned and blew a kiss. She giggled and turned her attention back to her food.
The End