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// Epilogue 
// Story: Spike's Crazy Date 
// by Mr Afro Pony 
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"You know...I-I'm starting to have second thoughts about this." said Vinyl. 

"You're chickening out now?" asked Spike. "But, you were so sure a couple of months ago." 

"I know...it's just," the deejay sighed. "What if we do this, and nothing stays the same between us?" 

Spike face palmed. "Vinyl, Octavia loves you! This is not the time to get cold feet." 

The unicorn shuffled, "Okay! Okay, just...give me a second." She took a deep breath. Spike grabbed one of her forelegs, he put a claw on the doorknob. 

"Ready?" he asked. 

Vinyl smiled, "Ready." 

Spike pushed the door open, meeting a room full of ponies. Everyone in town had showed up thanks to Pinkie's new advertisement company. Spike kind of felt sorry for Braeburn, he was going to have his hooves full with the pink Party Pony. 

When Vinyl had first asked Spike to walk her down the aisle, the dragon didn't feel qualified. But after she explained that she wasn't close to her family, the dragon felt it was his obligation. 

A pianist from Octavia's Orchestra started to play the traditional 'Here Comes the Bride' melody. The two made there way down the aisle to the waiting cellist. 

"You know, I always pictured you as a Groom type." whispered Spike. "Turns out there's a princess inside you after all." 

Vinyl turned beet red, "Don't think that just because it's my wedding day, I won't beat you up." she threatened. 

Spike chuckled. Eventually they had reached the end of the walkway. Spike let go of Vinyl, officially giving her away to Octavia. The dragon then quickly made his way back to his seat.

The officiant made sure the mares were ready before he began. "Mares and Gentlecolts, we welcome you to the wedding of Vinyl Scratch and Octavia Melody. If anypony has any reason why these two shouldn't be married, speak now, or forever hold your peace." 

There was a deafening silence, likely do to the fact that Vinyl was staring daggers at everyone. 

The officiant gulped, "Uh...well, then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you wife and....wife. You may kiss the bride!" 

Octavia leaned her head in for a romantic kiss, only to meet aggression by Vinyl. The light smooch turned into a full blown lesbian make out session, that earned cheers from the stallions in the crowd and Twilight's hoof over Spike's eye.  

After a full 5 MINUTES, Vinyl ended the kiss, leaving a love struck Octavia to fall on the floor.

The crowd filed out of the chapel, and went outside for the after party. 

Vinyl caught up with Spike, "Hey! I...forgot to apologize to you." 

The dragon looked confused, "Apologize for what?" he asked. "You had no idea that Neon would foalnap us." 

Vinyl shook her head, "No, I'm sorry for ruining the date." she explained. "You got me and Tavi back together, and we totally forgot about you." 

Spike sighed before smiling again, "Don't worry about it Vinyl." he said. "At least you found your special somepony. I just have to keep looking for mine." 

Vinyl hugged the dragon, "Thanks dude, for everything." She suddenly levitated a microphone over to her. 

"All right everypony! Hang on to your flanks, because the reception begins right now!" she yelled. "Pinkie, hit the button!" 

In a booth over looking the wedding, Pinkie Pie slammed her hoof down on a bright red button. Suddenly, two giant speakers shook the earth as they arose from the ground. 

The deejay smiled. "The base drops in 3....2..." 

"Oh, no!" said Spike. 

"...1" 

Some same the wubs can still be heard to this day.
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"Last call for flight 369, from Saddle Arabia to Trottingham!" the flight receptionist  announced. 

A unicorn mare hurried towards the receptionist's desk. 

"Are they still boarding?" she asked frantically. 

The receptionist smiled, "Certainly, I just need to see your ticket." 

The unicorn breathed a sigh or relief, she handed over her ticket.  

The receptionist gave it a quick scan, "You're all set!" she said with a smile. "Enjoy your flight Ms.-" She read the name on the ticket. "Rarity." 

The fashionista smiled, "Thank you very much." she said. 

She walked towards her plane thinking about the future. If she was going to make things right before it was to late, she would have to work fast. But for now, she had a plane to catch.