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// Diamond Tiara Likes Music-True End 
// Story: Diamond Tiara Likes Dating Sims 
// by Mattricole 
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>Share a bag of potato chips

I...I can’t believe I’m actually going through with this.  This has got to be the dumbest thing I’ve ever come up with…

“Hey, Sweetie Belle!” I call out as I go towards my desk and grab the bag of potato chips.  “Before we start, want to share a bag of potato chips?”

“Sure, I love potato chips!” Sweetie Belle says as she comes towards me.  I should have chosen something else, any of the other two choices!  I’m going to be stuck in the friend zone forever!

Well, at least we’re sitting next to each other, that’s a good sign.  Guess that’s better than-

“EEEP!”

Huh?  What’s wrong now?!

“S-sorry!  Just didn’t expect our hooves to touch.”  Oh okay.  Weird, but whatever.

...Wait.  THAT’S IT!  THIS IS MY SHOT! 

“Oh, Sweetie Belle, you have some crumbs on your lips!” I giggle softly.  

“What?  Where?” Sweetie Belle asks, wiping at her mouth with her hooves.  

Hook.

“Oh silly!  Here, want me to get it for you?”

Line.

“Sure, that would be great DT!”

Sinker.

Grabbing Sweetie by the chee-DID SHE CALL ME DT?!

Wait, stop!  Don’t get sidetracked!  Focus Diamond Tiara, your love life depends on it!

“Uh, Diamond what are you doing?”  Oh right!  Got her by the cheeks.

“Don’t worry.  I got it, Sweetie,” I assure her, leaning in close and licking the crumbs off her lips.  “Got it,” I tell her, giggling at her now red face.

“Th-thanks,” Sweetie Belle stuttered, looking away.  Ah, is that a smile I see?  Perfect!  Now just to push a little more…

“Come on, Sweetie Belle, if you stop now I’m going to eat all these potato chips by myself,” I joked, taking a potato chip in my mouth.  “Here, this one is really good!”

“R-really?” Sweetie Belle asks, leaning towards me.  “Well, if you say so,” she whispered, taking a bite out of the chip.  Our lips brush together for one instant, and then we both back away, chewing on our own piece of potato chip.

“So, what did you think?”

“I...I think I should have another taste,” Sweetie says with a blush, leaning towards me with her lips slightly parted.

“Hmm, I already know I like it.” I tell her as I kiss her delicate lips.  You know, despite the chips, her lips are incredibly sweet.

True End