Me, You, and a Library for Two

by Dull Mist

The Date (Part 2)

The Date (Part 2)

Twilight bounced exuberantly as she and Silver surveyed the scene in front of them. The tents, the stands, the costumes, the rides, the decorations, everything that one would find in a holiday fair and more were present. Wizened old ponies were dressed up as ancient wizards from stories, and little foals were dressed up in costumes of imps and angels as they looked around wide eyed. Twilight turned to Silver excitedly.

“Well, what do you think? Cool huh?”

Silver simply nodded. In truth, he was in a little bit of turmoil regarding her choice of location. Silver was hoping, praying even, that she would have picked a quieter, more isolated place to spend their day. Instead, she picked the most populated area of the most populated city in Equestria.

“Two’s company, three’s a pain in my flank.” He thought to himself.

But there was no way that he could voice these thoughts to Twilight. He could plainly see how excited she was to be here with him, and bursting her bubble would be nothing but cruel.

“Most definitely.” He replied with a small grin. Twilight squeed slightly before grabbing his foreleg and pulling him into the fray of the crowd. Silver couldn’t help but chuckle at her almost foal like exuberance, and he made a mental note to inquire about it later on when things (hopefully) got quieter.

“The important part is that I’m spending time with her.” He thought as Twilight continued to drag him through the crowd milling around them. He had to apologize as he accidentally bumped into Flankenstein’s monster as he let her guide him.

“Granted, I’d rather not be spending the day time with hundreds of other ponies at the same time, but I’ll take what I can get.”

Silver hadn’t the faintest clue where they were going. He spared a quick glance behind him and realized that he couldn’t see the street that they had entered the large park from. At this point, his life was effectively in her hooves.

“Where are we going?” he asked Twilight, having to speak louder then he normally would due to all of the background noise. She turned to him with sparkling eyes and smiled.

“To fun!” she replied in a bubbly voice.

Silver gave a hearty chuckle as he surrendered himself to her mercy as she pulled him forward still. He found himself wearing a slight smile as she tightened her grip around his foreleg in an effort to make sure not to lose him. To his surprise, the smile didn’t vanish.

“Fun” turned out to be a carnival ride by the name of Fun. That was it, just Fun. No Fun-zone, no Fun-area, not even a Funsplosion, just “Fun.” Silver rolled his eyes in exasperation.

“This is why the world needs more writers.” He thought to himself. This was even worse then a store called Quills and Sofas that sold only quills and sofas.

The ride itself was a tall metal contraption with six legs sticking out of the top, and on the end of each leg was a platform with four seats on it. The central pillar mechanism would turn, and the seating areas would turn with it in the opposite direction as the ride tilted and turned in random directions. All in all, it looked like it would be fun, although with a name like that, it better darn well be.

Silver and Twilight got in line, which thankfully wasn’t too big since it wasn’t yet even 1 p.m yet. From what he could tell, it would be about 10 minutes before they would go on the ride. In the meantime, Silver decided that he would start a conversation about something that he had been wondering since they had arrived at the fairgrounds.

“So Twilight, do you often go to the Nightmare Night Fair? Like, every year?”

“Hmm?” she replied absentmindedly as she gazed at the ride in front of them as it tilted and twirled, sending laughing and screaming ponies flying overhead. From the the way her eyes flicked from part of the giant contraption to the other, Silver thought that she was trying to figure out how it worked.

Her eyes widened slightly as she realized that Silver had asked her a question. “Oh, no, not every year. I used to, but not anymore.”

With a tilt of his head and an inquiring look, Silver asked for details.

“I used to come to the Nightmare Night Fair every year when I was little.” She clarified with a small smile. “I would come with my big brother, and we’d spend the entire day here together.”

Her smile widened as she remembered more. “We’d always dress in the most ridiculous costumes. One time, he dressed up as a box of hayfries that you could get at a fast food restaurant, complete with foam fries and everything.” she chuckled. “He even painted his face yellow to go with it.”

She sighed wistfully. “He would let my stand on his back, and we would compete to see how many of a certain costume we could find, like vampony, or zombie. The one who could find the most costumes had to buy ice cream for the both of us.”

“That’s sweet.” Silver said with a smile.

“Yeah, but in the end, he would always end up buying the ice cream no matter who won.” With one final chuckle, Twilight turned to Silver to satisfy her own curiosities.

“What about you?” she asked him. “Have you ever been to the Nightmare Night fair?”

He grimaced. “Er, once. When I was very young. I didn’t enjoy it very much though, as I was too busy either running away from all of the monsters or challenging them to noble duels to defend my parents.”

A brief memory of a much younger Silver Quill passed through his mind. He had pounced on the head of pony dressed as a dragon who had leaned a little too far down to speak to him. He had his forehooves around the beasts’ neck and was biting at its ear while yelling “You’re not allowed to eat my mommy!” He could almost remember his father’s face and how it was twisted in horror while his mother was doubled over in laughter.

He relayed this memory to Twilight, and she chuckled. “Awww, mommy’s little knight, how adorable.” She cooed as Silver’s cheeks reddened slightly in embarrassment.

“Well, I still say that that dragon was a little too lifelike, so it’s hardly my fault if I reacted…accordingly.” he huffed. Twilight’s chuckling turned into uproarious laughter. After a few moments of indignance, Silver eventually smirked in his own amusement.

“So yeah, I always did have a really active imagination.” He continued. “My parents were kinda hesitant to bring me to the fair after that, and for good reason.”

With more snickering on her part, Twilight nodded. “I’ll say. You must have been an adorable child with such an imagination.”

Another flashback assaulted his mind at those words. He remembered the time when he first met Twilight Sparkle those many years ago, with her straight mane, big eyes, and bookbag weighed down with paperbacks.

“I don’t think that I was the adorable one back then.” He thought to himself. “Maybe I’ll tell her about that encounter later today.” There wouldn’t really be any point, as there was no chance that she would remember him, but she might find it interesting. Maybe.

Their conversation was interrupted as the line they were standing in moved forward, letting them board the ride. Silver sat next to Twilight in one of the platforms, and the two other seats across from them were occupied by two stallions, one earth pony and one pegasus.

Once everypony had strapped themselves in with a combination of harnesses and safety bars, the attendee ignited her horn and started up the ride. Silver’s stomach dropped as the ride quickly lifted them into the air.

“When was the last time I’ve been on one of these rides?” he thought to himself.

“Oh right, never.” The last time he had been to the fair with his parents, he hadn’t been tall enough to go on the rides. Growing up, he hadn’t had much of a fascination for amusement park rides and such.

“Well, there’s a first for everything.” He thought before quickly being whisked away as the platform started to fly through the air, leaving his thoughts behind as he screamed and held onto the safety bar for dear life.

With unsteady legs, Twilight and Silver left their seats after the ride had ended and made their way to the gate in the fence separating the ride and the rest of the fair. Twilight was giggling quietly, still caught up in the euphoria and the adrenaline from being whipped around the air like a doll in the hooves of a baby. Silver Quill was starting to regret having such a large breakfast as he followed her.

“That was fun!” she chirped in between giggles. Silver nodded uncertainly.

“It was certainly…something.” The ride was a full few minutes of dizzying vertigo and colours flying faster then the eye could see. To his inexperienced stomach, it was akin to being caught in the center of a hurricane.

Twilight had already recovered from the ride and was eagerly looking around for their next destination. “What would you like to do now?” she asked him.

“You know what, how about we just sit down for a minute. Or 10. I just need to let my stomach settle.” he answered woozily.

Blinking in surprise, Twilight looked at him with worry. “Oh, are you alright? Was it too much?” She guided him over to a wooden bench and they sat down.

“I’m fine,” he reassured her, albeit a little weakly. “I’m just not used rides like that.”

“Oh! Oh, I’m so sorry, I should have realized! I just assumed that you would have been fine on it and-“ She sighed dejectedly. “And I really should have reread that how-to guide for dating before we left…”

Silver draped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer for a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t worry about it Twilight, it’s fine. Let’s just go on some of the easier rides first, so that I don’t lose my breakfast.”

She smiled up at him. “Sure. What do you want to do?”

He shrugged “I don’t really know, how about you decide.”

Twilight looked down at her hooves briefly before responding. “We could go on the merry-go-round?”

Silver chuckled weakly. “Oh come now, I’m not that delicate.” Twilight grinned sheepishly.

“Ehe, sorry.” She sat for a few more moments, tapping her hoof to her chin in contemplation. Finally, she brightened.

“I know, let’s go on the bumper carts!”

The two of them made their way to bumper carts, a carnival favourite. Instead of Twilight dragging Silver by the hoof, they walked leisurely through the fairgrounds, Twilight leading the way and Silver following as they took in the sights.

The next few hours were spent with Twilight showing Silver what the fair had to offer. She had the entire layout committed to memory, no doubt from all of the times that she had been there with her brother.

They went on several more rides that were a little bit easier for Silver to handle, and played some of the games that were set up by the carnies. Silver managed to win a small plushie of a vampony in the dart toss which he gave to Twilight, much to her pleasure.

They were walking along when they were interrupted from a voice that came from behind them.

“Silver Quill? Is that you?”

The pair turned around to see a unicorn stallion quickly trotting up to them. Neither Silver nor Twilight could tell what he looked like, because his entire body was wrapped with what looked like toilet paper for what had to be a mummy costume.

The pony bounded up to two of them and stood right in front of Silver. He didn’t know who the pony was underneath the paper, but he could see that the eyes that were visible were twinkling with excitement

“Holy hay, it is you! It’s been, like, years since I’ve seen you!”

Silver looked at the newcomer with confusion. “Er…I’m sorry, but I don’t know if I remember you from…wherever it is you remember me from.”

They mystery pony’s eyes widened. “Oh right, my costume.” The pony reached up and moved away some of the white wrappings that were covering his head to reveal a skinny stallion with a pale green coat and a slicked back golden mane.

“It’s me dude! Trail Blazer!” the stallion leaned in and elbowed Silver on his chest with a smirk. “Don’t tell me you don’t remember me?”

Silver’s eyes widened with realization as he was assaulted with memory’s of schooldays. He remembered sitting quietly on a bench outside of his school as a young stallion and he remembered a lanky teenager walking over and sitting next to him with a wide grin.

“Hi! I’m Trail Blazer!”

The younger Silver Quill hadn’t responded, so the lanky teenager with the slicked back mane continued.

“I just moved here from Baltimare because my dad’s work reassigned him to Canterlot, so this is my first year here.”

When he hadn’t a response from the baffled bibliophile sitting next to him, he kept on talking.

“And I have good news! I just decided that you’re going to be my new and first friend in Canterlot! What do you have to say about that?”

Silver had looked at the green pony for a few moments before shrugging and saying “Okay” and from that moment onwards, they had become good buddies. Silver had shown Trail Blazer around the schoolgrounds and the city, and Trail Blazer entertained Silver with stories from his life in Baltimare. Sure it was a strange way to start a friendship, but considering how difficult it could be to make friends, Silver appreciated how easily this friend had been made.

They had went their separate ways after they had left Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns, Silver going on to write for a living, and Trail going to pursue a career in professional hoofball, a game that he had been extremely good at back in school. Their career goals ultimately ended up with them living on completely opposite sides of the city, and they naturally drifted apart as a result.

Once Silver realized who he was talking to, he smiled. “Blazer! It’s good to see you ol’ buddy!” he said as he clapped his friend on the shoulder enthusiastically. Trail Blazer grinned.

“There ya go, I knew you couldn’t have forgotten me.” he said happily. “How have you been Feather-Flank?”

Silver rolled his eyes as his old nickname derived from his quill cutie mark was said, and Twilight couldn’t help but giggle at its mentioning. He groaned instantly, knowing that there was no way that that name wasn’t going to come back and bite him in the feathered flank later on.

Silver was about to answer, but Trail Blazer’s green hoof covered his mouth before he could reply. Twilight’s snickering at the nickname he had called Silver Quill drew his attention, and Silver knew that Blazer was nothing if not a ladies-stallion. Trail Blazer quickly walked past Silver and presented himself to Twilight with his head held high and his chest puffed out like an overconfident pigeon.

“Why helllooo there…” he said with a waggle of his eyebrows, sending Twilight another fit of giggling, this time with a blush on her face. “And who might you be?” he asked her.

Silver facehoofed as Twilight smiled politely back at him. Trail Blazer always did think that he had a way with the mares, and his incessant flirting had been quite the annoyance when they were young. Given his track record with mares however, Silver wasn’t too worried.

“My name is Twilight Sparkle. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She said pleasantly. Blazer gave her a toothy grin.

“Well Twilight, I absolutely have to know…” he leaned in forward slightly and winked at her. “what is a pretty mare like you doing here with a dork like him?” he finished as he jabbed a hoof over his shoulder, indicating Silver Quill who was standing behind him with a cross expression on his face.

With more giggling, Twilight shot Silver a smirk before replying. Oh yes, he was going to hear of this later on.

“I’m on a date.” She said simply. Silver had to resist a chuckle as he saw Trail Blazer almost deflate in disappointment,

“Ah, is that so. In that case, where is the lucky stallion?” he questioned. Silver noticed Twilight’s sides shaking as she tried to resist the urge to laugh, and he then decided that enough was enough. He reached over a tapped Trail Blazer on the shoulder as he made a small “ahem” noise.

Blazer briefly looked over his shoulder irritably as he shooed away the offending hoof. “Yeah yeah, hold on a minute Feather-Flank, I’m having a conversation here.”

Typical. Not even his old friend could dissuade him from making at foal out of himself in front of every mare he crossed paths with. Silver stood behind Trail Blazer with a scowl on his face.

The overconfident pony turned back to Twilight, but was surprised when she burst out in uncontrollable laughter. He looked at her in confusion for a moment before it started to dawn on him.

“Wait a minute…” he said slowly as he gradually looked over his shoulder at a rather irate looking Silver Quill. Blazer didn’t even say anything, he just pointed him with a weak hoof, and Silver nodded pointedly.

A smile grew on his face. “Aw, you gotta be kidding me.” He turned back to Twilight with a baffled expression on his face. “A mare like you with a guy like him?” He shook his head in mock despair. “It must be a sign. The end of times are among us.”

With a sigh and a shake of his head, Silver walked up next to his old friend and looked him dead in the eye.

“It seems that 3 years hasn’t done much to change you, has it Blazer?”

The mummified pony only laughed and shook his head with a proud expression on his face. “Nope! And be honest Feather-Flank…” he leaned in closer to Silver and winked suggestively at him. “you wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Silver grinned. “Nor would I expect it to be.”

“Good answer!” Trail chuckled as he slapped silver on the back. He took a few steps back and smiled at the two of them. “Alright, I’m gonna get out your manes and let you two go back to making kissy faces at each other or whatever it was you were doing.” He gave a polite bow to Twilight. “It was a pleasure to meet you madam.”

“Oh, believe me,” Twilight said with a smirk as her flickered to Silver Quill. “the pleasure was all mine.”

“Be seeing you feather Flank. And do me a favour and tell your dad I said hi wouldja?”

Silver nodded, but Trail Blazer had already run off. He never was able to stay in one place for too long, Silver knew. He was almost flattered that his old friend had actually managed to stand still for a few minutes just to have a friendly conversation with him.

Silver turned back to Twilight to see her staring at him with her hoof covering her mouth as she shook slightly. With a sigh, Silver shook his head in defeat.

“Oh, go on then. Let it out.”

“Feather-Flank!” she managed to gasp out before falling into hysterics over the newly discovered nickname. “That is just too funny!” she wheezed in between laughs.

He couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “Yeah yeah, go ahead and laugh at me, it’s alright, I don’t mind.” he said sarcastically.

“Alright, alright…” Twilight said breathlessly. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I’m good.” She said as she opened her eyes to see him looking at her with a raised eyebrow.

“Glad to hear it.” He replied. “Now, I believe that we were headed somewhere?”

Twilight nodded. “Right.” She said as she waved her hoof and took off in the direction that they had been walking before they had been interrupted. “Follow me Feather-Flank.” she ordered with a small smirk.

Silver groaned as he matched his step with hers. No good could come out of this, he knew.

The remainder of the day passed blissfully uninterrupted. Silver and Twilight had spent the rest of their time going on rides, playing games, and looking at the attractions of the fair, the most popular of which was the haunted house that Twilight insisted that they go in. It was a large building that could be disassembled and reassembled easily that had been decorated with all sorts of spooky imagery ranging from huge hairy spiders to wrinkly one-eyed witches. They walked through the rooms of the “house,” occasionally getting startled when a screaming noise suddenly pierced the air or when an actor jumped out at them from behind a wall while revving a fake chainsaw.

But even the rides, games, and miscellaneous attractions were second rate compared to the joy that the two felt just by being together. From the most light hearted to the most introspective conversation, from every casual touch or glance, from every scream of shock or cry of laughter, the two ponies were enjoying each others company more than anything else that the fair could throw at them.

Unfortunately, while both ponies were fully aware of how happy they were just being in the presence of the other, neither were able to speak their feelings, nor were they able to realize that the other felt the same way. Both of them were woefully inexperienced with the matters of the heart, and it showed.

Silver Quill felt a happiness that he hadn’t felt in years, if ever. The simple sight of the lavender mare sitting across from him or the reassuring presence as she walked beside him made him feel as though he were one of the luckiest stallions in Equestria. He found himself thanking the stars for whatever it was that possessed him to so abruptly ask Twilight out that morning. Unfortunately, he had no idea if Twilight thought the same way about him. Were she any other mare (although the reason that she wasn’t was partly why Silver liked her so much), he would have been able to figure her out in an instant. But still, his uncanny abilities to read the emotions of other ponies like an open book were thwarted by the mare no matter how hard he tried.

Twilight’s thoughts and feelings mirrored his own to an almost startling degree. To her, it was more then just the companionship that he offered, or the similar interests that they had. The way he looked at her so intensely, like she was the most important pony in the world, the way he never wasted words, preferring to listen instead of talk which resulted in him being unnaturally wise for his age, they all appealed to her in a way she could barely understand. Twilight’s mind was a naturally hyper one, always eager to learn and discover. Sometimes though, her mind can get away from her, making her do things she normally wouldn’t dream of doing, like enchanting a doll with a very potent attraction spell and letting it loose amongst the townponies. Silver Quill’s stoicism and wisdom to her was, in a word, stabilizing. He felt like a pony that she would be able to turn to and lean on no matter how rough things got for her.

But it was a little more then that too. The only way she could describe it was when she would settle down with one of her oldest and dearest books for a night. The comfort and excitement was nearly identical with how she was feeling around Silver now. If only she was able to figure out how he felt about her then maybe she would know what to do next. Although, knowing him, she’d have better luck trying to get Pinkie to give up partying, or Rainbow Dash to give up flying.

And so, as the day went on and gradually turned into night, the two ponies who enjoyed each others company more than any other pony’s spent their time talking, laughing, and enjoying themselves, but above all, they spent their time wondering what the future had in store for them.

Silver and Twilight slowly ambled through the fairgrounds. It was late in the evening, and most of the ponies had left, so they didn’t have to worry so much about watching where they were going so that they didn’t bump into anypony. The sun was beginning to set behind the many buildings that surrounded the open grassy area that the fair had been erected on, bathing the clouds in peach tinted light.

Twilight scrutinized the clouds above them as they let themselves be taken wherever their hooves took them. “It looks like the fair will be closing soon.” She looked at Silver Quill. “We’ll probably only have enough time for one more ride.”

“Alright.” He said slightly wearily. His stomach had taken enough of a beating today with the twists and turns and tilts and tumbles as Twilight had eagerly taken him from one ride to the next. Combine that with the exorbitant amount of cotton candy he had eaten, he wasn’t sure his poor little stomach could handle it.

Twilight must have noticed that he was looking a little green as she smiled at him reassuringly. “Don’t worry, we’re not going an anything to strenuous this time.”

He gave a small sigh of relief. It looked like that cotton candy was going to be staying right where it was.

“In fact,” Twilight continued speaking with a grin. “I think I know the perfect way to end the day.”

“And what would that be?” he asked curiously. Twilight pointed excitedly at what must have been the largest ride in the entire fairgrounds, visible in the sky even though it was on the opposite side. Silver smiled.

“A very good choice.” he said before the two of them trotted off, walking in between carnival booths and carefully avoiding stepping on the litter that was scattered across the ground.

The ferris wheel towered above the two ponies as they approached it. To Silver’s surprise, there was a small line up of ponies waiting for it to finish unloading its passengers in its last revolution so that they could see what the world looked like from a birds eye view. This had to be the most populated spot in the fair right now, although it made sense for it to be so. The moments before sunset, he figured, were probably the most radiant to be seen from 30 feet in the air.

Once the last passenger disembarked from the last occupied seating platform, a young bronze earth pony stallion with long brown dreadlocks exited the operators booth and stood in front of the line of awaiting ponies.

“A’right everypony!” he said loudly with a cheeky grin. “This is gonna be our last spin fo’ the day! Now, it’s important to not shake the seat too much, and remember, no food or drinks are allowed on the ride!”

The grin turned into a suggestive smile as his gaze travelled from one waiting pony to another. “However, a lil high altitude smooching is allowed and strongly encouraged!”

Silver blinked incredulously as the small crowd was overcome with a bout of whispers and giggles. It was only then that he noticed that most of the ponies around them were standing very close to another pony, close enough that their relationship appeared to be more then purely platonic.

It seemed that Twilight wasn’t the only one that thought that a spin on the ferris wheel would be a nice, and maybe even romantic way to end a date. Silver coughed awkwardly as he thought about what the stallion said, and he pointedly avoided looking at Twilight, who he noticed did the same to him.

The bronze pony with the dreadlocks started to usher the crowd one by one into the empty seats as the wheel slowly began to turn, probably being controlled by another pony sitting in the operator’s booth. He helped the ponies strap themselves down and made sure that the safety bar was secure across their bodies, quickly moving from one seat to another.

Twilight’s and Silver’s turn came soon enough. The stallion ushered them in and quickly strapped them down. He gave them a quick wink and a smile as he finished.

“Not too much funny stuff up there, eh?” he said as he waggled his eyebrows at them. Twilight looked away as she blushed, and Silver merely shot him an annoyed look. The bronze stallion only responded with a laugh.

“Alright, get ‘er going!” he called to the pony sitting in the operator’s booth. The wheel hummed and jerked to life, and Silver and Twilight slowly started to ascend.

The wheel spun in short, slow intervals, allowing everypony to appreciate the view from as the bottom seats get higher and the top seats get lower. It took about 5 minutes of slowly rotating for Silver and Twilight to reach the top of the wheel, and the gazed at the impressive display before them. The sky, tinged pink and orange with only barest hints of blue left sprawled across the distance before them. The sun, now only half visible as it dipped its head below the horizon, was bright and golden, but not so bright that it couldn’t be looked at with too much discomfort. The glow bounced off the rooftops of Canterlot, giving everything the illusion of being made of gold.

Twilight sighed from where she sat directly beside Silver, drawing his attention to her. Suddenly, the sun lost all meaning to him.

Her lips were turned into a small, contented smile as she took in the scenery. Truly, it was beautiful. The warm colours, the light breeze the sent the stray leaves tumbling, the glowing treetops, everything looked as though it could be the picture on a postcard. None of it, however, could be compared to the beauty that was the one sitting beside him.

Twilight, noticed him looking at her, and she turned to meet his eyes. He didn’t say anything to her. Instead, he just greedily drank in the sight, like a pony finding water for the first time in months. After a few moments, she looked away awkwardly.

“I think…” she muttered uncertainly, looking down to the side before meeting Silver’s eyes again. “I think I remember reading that this is the point of the date where…”

She blushed as she trailed off, flustered. She shook her head thoroughly before continuing quietly. “Where we’re supposed to…kiss.”

Silver’s eyes widened, but not in surprise. It didn’t surprise him at all that Twilight, practical, organized Twilight, would want to stick to the rules of a proper date set down by an official rulebook. He was struck, however, by the implication that she had just dropped on him.

The only thing he could do was nod, dumbly, not breaking eye contact with her. Twilight looked at him shyly before she closed her eyes and leaned in towards him, a serene yet nervous expression on her face.

Silver’s mind was in turmoil. Waves of raw emotion, now released like a raging river behind a dam that just broke, crashed against his mental barriers. Fear, happiness, nervousness, excitement, and everything in between intermingled until they had fused so much together that they turned into something that didn’t even have a name.

Only one rational thought, or at least a shadow of a thought, managed to reach Silver’s mind. He realized that he needed to do something, something that would probably be very difficult, but something that was necessary. He took a deep breath, and prepared himself.

“Wait.” his voice cut in quietly. Twilight opened her eyes and looked at him curiously.

“I think that maybe we should take things a little bit slower.” he said. Twilight cocked her head in confusion, but didn’t say a word.

“I…I really like you Twilight.” Silver said, trying to put as much force and meaning behind the words as possible. “But I think that it would be best if we did this one step at a time, for the sake of our relationship.”

Twilight was slightly taken aback by the unusual show of emotion. His words were laced with sincerity, and she couldn’t help but feel confused. Dates, romance, stallions, and everything in between were uncharted territory for her, so she didn’t know what to think. She decided to trust him however.

“Okay.” She said simply. “My book never did say when the first kiss had to happen, so I guess that's alright.”

Silver almost laughed, but instead he just nodded at her. Twilight looked away from him, and he looked away from her as the brief pause in the ferris wheel’s rotation stopped, and it started moving again. After a moment however, she leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder.

“Is this okay?” she asked him. Silver trembled slightly at the contact.

“This is fine.” He replied with a gentle smile to her. She nodded and fidgeted in her seat, getting more comfortable. They sat in silence for a few more moments, enjoying the sight as the wheel gradually brought them closer to the ground/



“I really like you too.”

The ride didn’t last much longer, or at least that’s how it seemed to Silver with the way Twilight was so close to him with her head on his shoulder. Once they disembarked, Twilight shortly teleported the two of them back to Ponyville where they made their way back to the library. The two of them were quite tired after their busy day and were eager to get intimately reacquainted with their beds.

Spike was sleeping on the couch when they arrived, something that didn’t surprise Twilight at all. They bade each other a goodnight, and they went into their separate rooms.

Sleep was elusive to Silver Quill. Thoughts of the day raced back and forth through his mind, mainly concerning what happened on the ferris wheel. He couldn’t help but think about Twilight’s words, her shy, quiet confession of her feelings for him. He felt a small, knotting pit of excitement in his stomach as he replayed those words over and over in his mind.

“I really like you too.”

Such a simple sentence, but one that meant so much. Eventually, with one more happy sigh, he started to drift off to sleep, and most likely, to dreams of dark forests and glowing ponds.

Not to be disappointed by his unconscious, Silver’s dream were almost the exact same as always. He ran through a forest, leaves getting tangled in his mane, thin branches clawing at his face, and above all, fear coursing through his veins.

The fear vanished, however, as he broke through a wall of foliage and was met with a familiar sight. Purple and white flowers, long grass, and a pond beneath an old weeping willow met him, all familiar, and completely safe.

He quickly realized that he wasn’t alone. Near the pond, a tall and slender silhouette of a pony blanketed in shadow was sitting with its back to him, looking down into the depths of the pond before it. Before Silver could move or say anything, it turned to look at him.

“Greetings, young Silver Quill.” it said with a smile. “We are pleased to see thou could make it.”