Idea 5: Whinney
A crowd of ponies followed Twilight and me as we left the theaters, the two of us talking about what we just watched. She wanted to go see a Whinney movie the theater was showing with the girls, but they each had something to do. Oddly enough, each one of them told her to invite me to go watch it, which ended up happening since I had nothing to do.
“I still don’t think most of that movie could actually happen,” Twilight said as we rounded a corner. “It just wouldn’t make sense.”
“Which parts?” I asked her. “The talking to animals, the magical help, two ponies falling for one another at first sight...”
She shook her head. “You know what I mean Grey.”
“Oh, I know what you meant Twilight,” I smiled, “just felt like being a smart-aleck.” She turned around to give me a look, which just made me chuckle. “Besides, even if the points I think you were talking about don’t really make sense, it doesn’t really take away from the movie.”
“You like the story of how Cinder’s family treated her?” she asked me, stopping in her tracks.
“Oh, no. I don’t like that part of the story, but I am a fan of the romance part of the movie.” I looked around, to see if anypony was listening in, before leaning in. “I’m a sucker for romance stories where ponies end up happily ever after in the end.”
“Never would have seen you like that Grey,” she told me. She tilted her head a bit and asked, “Wait, does that mean that you’re the one recommending all of those novels that Rarity reads?”
“Oh no.” I ran a hoof through my mane. “I honestly don’t know where she gets all of them. It’s amazing in a weird kind of way.”
Twilight went to say something, but my stomach cut her off. My ears burned at the moment.
“Didn’t you eat all of our popcorn?” She said, a coy smile on her lips.
“It’s theater popcorn; it doesn’t really fill you up.” Looking around, I realized that we weren’t all that far from Café Hay. “So, since my stomach is apparently demanding attention, would you like to get some late lunch, my treat?”
Twilight’s smiled wide before coughing into her hoof; I swore that it got lighter and calmer in that one second, but odds are that it was all in my head. “Y-yes, I’d like that.”
I led the way and we were able to get a table as soon as we arrived at the café. Twilight ordered a daisy sandwich and side salad while I ordered a veggie burger and hay fries. We chatted a little about how our week has been so far and about the movie we just watched; we didn’t even notice when our meals got to our table, at least not right away.
“I still don’t get how they got away with treating Cinder like that,” Twilight said in between bites. “You’d think somepony would have found out before the prince got involved in her life.”
“With any guests seeing her doing all the housework, I doubt they would have thought she was anything more than a housemaid.” I pointed a hay fry at her. “Though I’m with you on that front; they were really messed up to her for no real reason.”
“Exactly,” she said, using her salad fork to accentuate the word. “It’s just like that whole ‘one true love kiss’ thing Whinney does.”
Putting my burger down, I looked at her curiously. “What do you have against that?”
“Well, it’s just that those kinds of things don’t happen in real life.” She padded the leaves of her salad. “It only happens in fairy tales.”
I knew what I was going to say was going to be cheesy as possible, but I didn’t really care. “Just because it happens a lot in fairy tales doesn’t mean that it can’t happen in real life Twilight. Just means that it’ll have more of a meaning and impact when it happens.”
Twilight seemed to hesitate for some reason before looking me straight in my eyes. “Grey?”
“Yeah?” I replied.
“Would you...would you ever....be okay with getting a Whinney like kiss from somepony?”
The sounds of a heart beating a million miles an hour started to pound my ears, with the urge to run away as fast as Rainbow increasing with each beat. Even though I knew that that wouldn’t be the right answer, that it could offend Twilight in some way, the urge just kept increasing. Looking at her perfect violet orbs of hers didn’t help much.
“W-w-well, I guess I’d be ok-kay with that,” I told her. “W-would just depend on the m-m-mare.”
“What kind of mare would it be?”
“W-well, I guess as long as its s-somepony that I know well and wouldn’t mind g-getting a kiss from me, it wouldn’t matter who.”
The sound of somepony clearing their throat brought me out of wherever I was. Apparently the waiter has been trying to get our attention, to see if there was anything else that we’d like to order. I told him that we didn’t and he politely left.
“Wonder why we...” I started, but suddenly came to a realization: Twilight and I were close, like really close. Our shoulders were rubbing against one another, sharing each other's warmth. Somehow, my tail had wrapped around hers, and I became aware of the warmth and weight of her hoof on mine.
I looked up at Twilight and there were pools of red on her face, probably matching the ones I had on mine. She scooted away from me, trying to look everywhere but at my direction.
“Are...are you okay?” I asked her. I went to grab her hoof, in hopes of calming her down if I did anything wrong, but she moved her hoof close to her chest.
“Y-yes, I’m okay Grey. W-why wouldn’t I be?” she said quickly, laughing a little bit.
“It’s just that you don’t really stutter unless you’re uncomfortable about something.” I gulped, feeling my ears lay flat on my head. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No, of course not,” she said, raising her hooves. “It’s just that....that....that I just remembered I had to do something with Rarity and Pinkie right now! So, I have to go.”
Before I could say anything, Twilight teleported away, leaving me alone, confused and bewildered with a few other café patrons looking at me funny. I left some bits at the table, enough for the check and a tip, and decided to go ask Icy what just happened.