//------------------------------// // Playdate // Story: A Twisted Crush // by Derpsanddinks404 //------------------------------// General Featherweight wiped the sweat off his brow as his faced the hardest decision of his life. Only two miles away was the infamous Pillow Fort, heavily guarded by millions of changeling soldiers. The choice was simple, yet so hard: should he make the first move, or should he wait and or are his defences? It was at times like these where he wished he were at home, with his wife and kids, but they would have to wait. Right now, an army of a hundred thousand ponies was in his hooves. He made the tough decision without second thought. "Major Snips," he said in a big, stallionly voice, "tell the colonel we attack at 14 hundred hours. "Yes, General," replied the high-voiced, almost fillyish, Major Snips. Major Snips was a great stallion, who unfortunately could be beat by a bee in an arm-wrestle and a pebble in a spelling bee. At 14 hundred hours, the time set for the attack, all ponies under General Featherweight's command charged for Pillow Fort. There were machine guns and explosions and fighting galore! General Featherweight's army was winning, easily knocking down changeling after changeling. At the end of the mass confusion, it was, of course, General Featherweight who won. When the surviving members of General Featherweight's cheered, General Featherweight was surprisingly greeted by his wife, Twist, and his three daughters, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. "My hero!" exclaimed Twist, who ran over to General Featherweight and kissed him, mwuah, mwuah, mwuah... Featherweight and Twist giggled in merriment at their role-play. It was worth it for Featherweight to sit through a bit of teatime with Twist, for now he got the chance to not only save the lives of everypony in Equestria, but to be greeted by his wife without seeming weird (who seriously stoops so low as to be both the husband and the wife?). Featherweight had arrived at Twist's house thirty minutes ago, and the overall plan was that he could stay for another two hours. The two foals had been playing with each other's dolls and action figures. They were both enjoying their time together, not at all feeling uncomfortable that they were crushing on each other. In fact, the fact they each had a crush on the other seemed to bring them closer together. "So, whatcha wanna do now?" Featherweight asked Twist. "Hmm..." Twist thought, putting her hoof to her bottom lip. "Hello, my little ponies!" interrupted Twist's mom, who entered Twist's room. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything important! I wanted to know if you two would like some cookies and milk? Or maybe some celery and tomato juice?" "Milk and cookies!" exclaimed both foals in unison. They giggled again, finding it funny that they even thought the same. "Okay, okay!" laughed Twist's mom. "Milk and cookies it is!" She left the room to fetch the treats for her daughter and her (*giggle*) crush. Featherweight turned back to Twist and tried to conjure up and idea. He thought for a moment before he said, "Aha!" "Have an idea?" Twist said as Featherweight walked over to his bag. "Yep!" Featherweight replied, unzipping the red bag. "I brought this over for us to watch, if it's okay with your mom." He pulled out a DVD box with the words The Tiger King. "It's my favorite." "Ooo, I love Digney!" said Twist. "I'll ask my mom when she gets back." The two silently waited for a minute before they both got bored. "I guess she's making them," Twist suggested. "So, uh... how long have you had a crush on me? If you don't mind me asking," she asked sheepishly, trying to spark a conversation. The sudden question stunned Featherweight for a second. Miniature beads of sweat started to form on his neck as he rubbed it, pondering how to answer. "Uh, I guess a while now..." he finally managed to say. "I just, remember seeing you one day and thinking, 'Wow, Twist is kinda...'" he paused, wondering if he should say the c word. "'...Cute.'" He looked away from Twist. Twist blushed at what her crush had said. "I guess I was the same thing. Only, I didn't believe myself at first. It wasn't until yesterday, when you gave me that art, I mean drawing," she said purposefully, lifting Featherweight's spirits. Just as Twist was about to shout for the cookies, her mother walked in with a tray full of chocolate chip cookies and two glasses of white milk. Both foals jumped up to get their treats. "Now, I called your mother, and she said it was alright for you to miss dinner tonight, so enjoy yourself!" Twist's mother said sweetly. "Sweet!" Twist and Featherweight said in unison. "Hey Mom, can we watch The Tiger King? Featherweight brought it for us to watch," asked Twist sweetly. "Of course, dear!" said her mother, even sweeter than before. "You two enjoy yourselves!" Twist took the DVD and put it in her DVD player she had in her room. The two lovebirds sat in quiet as they ate their cookies and drank their milk. Featherweight was the one to press play when the screen appeared. He then sat down, and the two resumed their positions. The movie played, and in his mind Featherweight was counting down the scenes until the one he intentionally chose this movie for. He had seen The Tiger King a bajillion times, so he could pretty much recite every line of every scene. It was about twenty minutes into the movie, so for now he had to wait. When the scene finally came, Twist started to cry. Hey, who didn't cry at the death of Sinba's father? Featherweight heard from somepony that if you really wanted to get close to a filly, you had to watch a sad or scary movie with them, and Featherweight wouldn't dare touch Claw! So, he remembered his favorite movie and the sad part in it, and packed it in his bag, hoping he'd have the chance to watch it. Featherweight scooted closer to Twist, who was shedding tears like nothing. He placed his left hoof over her and brought her a bit closer while she buried her head into his chest, just like in the movies. Featherweight's heart raced, never before being this close to any female not related to himself. He enjoyed it; the feel, the rush, the smell of her hair... The two stayed that way for the rest of the movie (minus Twist's head being in his chest). This was, by far, the best viewing he'd had of this movie. When the movie was over, it was unfortunately time for Featherweight to leave. The two didn't want to separate, but both knew it was useless to fight it. Featherweight packed his bag and said his goodbyes as soon as his mother came. Featherweight was about to leave the room to meet his mother downstairs when Twist called him. "Featherweight?" Featherweight stopped and turned to reply, only to feel a familiar wetness on his cheek. "Thanks," she said, blushing. Featherweight left with a dumb smile on his face. She kissed him... again! This was definitely the best playdate of his life!