//------------------------------// // Chapter 2 // Story: I Hope you're Happy with Her! // by Soniclink137 //------------------------------// “Silver Spoon…what happened to you?” Diamond Tiara asked. Silver Spoon gave her friend a nice pleasant smile. “Do you like my new look?” she asked. The biggest and most notable change was the earth pony was no longer wearing the glasses that she usually had over her pink eyes. Instead she was wearing a white hat with a black ribbon over her mane. However what was also noticeable was her mane, while it was in the same style that it usually was, seemed to be much shinier and her coat seemed to swap colors entirely, becoming a darker gray. Otherwise she still had her white pearls around her neck and still had the red ribbon around her ponytail behind her head. “What…what happened to your glasses?” Diamond Tiara asked. Silver Spoon blinked. “I got some contact lenses,” Silver Spoon said. “They’re a pain to get on and off, but thanks to them I can see without needing to wear any glasses. And plus the contacts I’m wearing help bring out the pink in my eyes.” “And…and your mane and coat?” Diamond Tiara asked. “Heh, a while after I transferred to Manehattan I made a new friend, and she gave me a lot of tips,” Silver Spoon explained. “She’s the one that told me I should try out contact lenses in the first place and gave me all these neat tips. But while we were trying something new with my coat, a sort of combination of magic and conditioner…it sort of went wrong. My friend, who is a unicorn, enchanted a bottle of conditioner that I used when taking a shower and it caused my coat to change color into this. I was freaking out at first, but then after looking in the mirror, I realized I like this look. She could have easily changed it back for me, but I told her not to.” “Wow I’m…impressed,” Diamond Tiara said. “You look…amazing Silver Spoon.” She looked back over at Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, and more importantly Rumble. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle both lost their surprised expressions and instead continued with their slightly annoyed expression. Rumble on the other hand, still had his muzzle open with amazement and surprise. And after seeing that, Diamond Tiara put a wicked smile on her face. “Hey…Silver Spoon,” Diamond Tiara said as she turned back to look at her friend. “Why don’t you walk with me around Ponyville and let’s catch up. It’s been a while since we’ve talked face to face.” “Sure, that’s what I’m here for!” Silver Spoon said. “Let’s go.” Diamond Tiara walked up to Silver Spoon and they both started walking off back in the direction of the main town of Ponyville. But before they both walked off Diamond Tiara stopped for a few seconds to give Scootaloo, Rumble, and Sweetie Belle another wicked smile before walking off. Rumble continued staring in the direction of where Silver Spoon walked off with his mouth open until a hoof slamming into his right side snapped him out. He looked over in the direction of where he was just hit to see an angry Scootaloo a bit too close to him, and Sweetie Belle also giving him a look in the part of his vision that wasn’t blocked by Scootaloo. Rumble took a quick step back out of surprise of how close Scootaloo was to him. “What?” Rumble asked. “You were staring at her,” Scootaloo pointed out. “Technically he was gawking at her,” Sweetie Belle corrected. “Same thing!” Scootaloo said back at Sweetie Belle before turning her attention back at Rumble. “Well, what do you have to say for yourself?” “What do I need to say about myself?” Rumble asked. “I was looking at her. So what? Are you jealous or something Scootaloo?” Scootaloo gave Rumble another annoyed looked before walking to where her scooter was off in the distance at the foot of the hill she rode down. She put it back off the ground and after wiping all the grass off her scooter she got on it. Scootaloo erected her wings and started flapping them to move her forward. She passed by Rumble and Sweetie Belle, giving Rumble one last annoyed look before riding off. “What was…that all about?” Rumble asked. “I never thought Scootaloo would be the jealous type.” Sweetie Belle walked closer to Rumble. “Well I wouldn’t know, since she never really started dating until she finally admitted she liked you, but I don’t think it’s that she’s jealous,” Sweetie Belle told him. “Remember, you were gawking at me that same way when Pip…” Sweetie Belle swiftly stopped before she reached that memory and instead told it in a different way, “when Rarity had me all dressed up for my first date. I could see Scootaloo’s face and she didn’t look jealous at all.” “Then what’s up with that filly?” Rumble asked. “Yeah I was staring at her, but that’s just because she looked pretty and…her colors sort of reminded me of Thunderlane. I guess I sort of thought of Thunderlane as a filly, because of you know, the same colors and all.” Sweetie Belle facehoofed. “Rumble…like most colts you’re an idiot,” Sweetie Belle said bluntly. “Don’t hold back,” Rumble said. “Geez, for somepony who’s name is Sweetie Belle you can be really bitter sometimes.” “Sorry Rumble, but it’s true,” Sweetie Belle said. “Can’t you honestly think of why you gawking over Silver Spoon’s looks would make Scootaloo angry?” “Because…she’s friends with that Diamond Tiara filly?” Rumble asked. Sweetie Belle gave him an annoyed look. “What?!” Rumble asked. “I don’t know anything about those two. I’m a year younger then you guys and have never met either Diamond Tiara or Silver Spoon before today.” Sweetie Belle sighed. “Fine, I’ll tell you,” she said. “Back when we were much younger and still blank flanks, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon would constantly insult us because of it. They tormented us all the time until we got our Cutie Marks since they were the first ones in our class to get them. Because of that, we’ve hated them for a long time now. So do you get what’s wrong yet?” Sweetie Belle didn’t wait for Rumble to figure it out and instead blatantly told him. “You just basically were gawking at the looks of the enemy. If you really want to go that far.” “Oh…” Rumble said, finally getting it. “Yeah,” Sweetie Belle said. “Scootaloo basically just saw you admiring the looks of somepony who she doesn’t like, and the worse part, at least probably in her mind, is that you gave her a look, you’ve never given Scootaloo before. You have never admired Scootaloo’s looks before.” “B-but…Scootaloo doesn’t care about her looks,” Rumble said. “She’s never worrying about her mane when it’s windswept from flying quickly or crumpled up within her helmet. As far as I know she doesn’t do anything special for her mane or coat. So she should expect that a lot of ponies look better than her. And I’m going to end up liking other ponies’ looks more than hers. Being honest I like your looks better than hers, but we’re not a couple.” “That’s not the point,” Sweetie Belle said after she rolled her eyes. “You need to remember Rumble, not matter how tomboyish Scootaloo is, she is still a filly.” Now it was Rumble’s time to roll his eyes. “I know she is a filly,” Rumble said. “And…I should just let you continue before I miss the point again shouldn’t I?” Sweetie Belle nodded before continuing. “One thing you should know is fillies are really possessive even if they don’t look like it or act like it. Scootaloo, while she wouldn’t admit it, feels somewhat threatened when she sees you gawking at Silver Spoon like that. It’s something she wouldn’t feel with you gawking at me, because she knows if you break up with her for me, I’d break something of yours.” Rumble gulped, since he didn’t doubt Sweetie Belle was telling the truth. His earlier sentiment about Sweetie Belle not being very sweet for her name was more than justified with how she usually acts lately. That filly is not somepony you want to cross anytime soon, something that plenty of ponies around school have learned very quickly according to what Rumble has heard. She was also becoming somewhat of a diva, though Rumble—out of his relationship with Scootaloo, and her friendship—wouldn’t be the one to tell her that. “And to make matters worse, this isn’t just some random filly,” Sweetie Belle finished up. “It wouldn’t be so bad if you were gawking at somepony like Dinky or Tootsie Flute, but this is somepony that’s been taunting us since we were in Elementary School. The possibility of her losing you to Silver Spoon hit her, and I know how crushed she would feel if that actually happened.” “But why would she really be that threatened?” Rumble asked. “I like her, not somepony that I just met. We’ve been friends for the longest time, and even though we haven’t been dating that long, it’s not like I’m going to just drop that for a filly who I saw for all of five seconds. Especially if she tormented you guys.” “And why are you telling me that?” Sweetie Belle said. “I’m not the one who needs to know that. Scootaloo is. When Scootaloo was accusing you of staring at Silver Spoon, you did nothing to assure her that you’re all hers. You just said you were looking at Silver Spoon and asked if she was jealous about it. How would that not make her feel threatened?” To put it into a better perspective Sweetie Belle said, “How would you feel if Scootaloo was admiring a colt that you really hate, and when you asked her about it she asked if you were jealous? You’d probably feel as angry with her as she probably feels with you.” “I…really can’t imagine Scootaloo doing that,” Rumble said. “She never seemed like she was interested in looks.” Sweetie Belle facehoofed once again. “You know what, never mind,” Sweetie Belle said. After shaking her head with disbelief she started walking off but Rumble quickly rounded her and stopped in front of where Sweetie Belle was going. “Wait, yeah I get it,” Rumble said. “If Scootaloo was admiring some other colt’s looks I would feel angry, especially if I didn’t like them. I can’t imagine that happening because I don’t think Scootaloo cares about looks, and the only colt I hated was Pipsqueak a long time ago, and we grew past that to be friends now. But I do get it.” Sweetie Belle cringed at the mention of Pipsqueak but otherwise looked satisfied. “So what do I do about it?” Rumble asked. “Go find Scootaloo and explain yourself,” Sweetie Belle said. “She should be somewhere around Ponyville, on her scooter blowing off some steam. Put those wings you have to good use and go flying around to find her. You’ll be just fine if you tell Scootaloo what you just told me.” “Alright thanks,” Rumble said. The pegasus turned around, spread his gray wings and was about to take off, but before he did he remembered something. With his wings still erect he turned around to look back at Sweetie Belle. “You know, if you’re so good with relationship advice, then why is it you’re having so much trouble with your relationship with Pipsqueak?” Rumble asked. Sweetie Belle’s face fell into an angry expression, she clenched her teeth together, and her horn started glowing a light green. Rumble took a few steps back with a nervous smile on his face. He eventually turned back around in the opposite direction and started rapidly flapping his wings. “Uhh…ok then I’ll see you later,” Rumble said as he flew off quickly before Sweetie Belle decided to lash out at Rumble. After Rumble was far enough Sweetie Belle lost her angry expression and instead closed her eyes and sighed. “Rumble, you’re walking on shaky ground right now,” Sweetie Belle said. “I really hope you’re careful.”