Written by: Steel Resolve
"However did I let you talk me into this?" Rarity asked as she approached the restaurant where their reservations had been set.
"Be nice, he felt really badly about how he treated you that night. His new marefriend insists he try to make peace with you. Besides, it's not good to hold things in..." Fluttershy replied smoothly, laying a supportive hoof on her marefriend's shoulder. "It will be okay."
Rarity sighed heavily, pushing an unruly curl back into place. "Fine, but only for you, love. Never for... him."
They entered the building, and informed the maître d' they were joining a table for four. They were escorted to table at which Rarity found Prince Blueblood, and... "Trixie?!" Rarity exclaimed, shocked beyond believe.
"Please... I would prefer it if we could not use that name here, Miss Rarity. I go by Dame Lulamoon, now." Trixie replied primly.
Rarity's mouth hung open in utter shock. "Dame?" She wanted to follow that with a series of questions, but that seemed to be all she could actually get out of her mouth.
"Yes, Trixie... ahem. I never really liked my title, I have no real talent for backstabbing or politics, just magic."
Prince Blueblood nodded enthusiastically. "I met her at one of her stage shows, she made my heart disappear."
Trixie blushed demurely. "Just stop, Blue."
Rarity had taken a sip of water while the two exchanged there little inanities, but choked when she heard Trixie say the term of endearment.
"Oh my goodness!" Fluttershy cried, trying to gently pat Rarity's back to help her stop coughing.
Rarity's gasped for air, finally getting her wind back. She gave a final cough and smiled weakly. "Well, it's nice to see a pair of... nice ponies getting together." She said through gritted teeth.
Trixie nudged Blueblood, who looked hastily away from Trixie's eyes and back to Rarity. "Um... yes, well. That is... I was hoping you might.. deign to accept my apology. My new love has been teaching me about humility, and... noblesse oblige, having realized how arrogant I was... I must make amends with you, in particular."
"You..." Rarity stammered helplessly. "Apologize? You crushed every dream I ever had by your mere existence!" She reached across the table and poked a hoof into his chest. "You were more than arrogant. You were petty, obnoxious, and rude beyond belief!" She stood up, gathering her belongings. "Fluttershy, I am sorry but this cannot be continenced. Dame, a pleasure. I know you meant well."
A loud noise was heard just behind Blueblood. A rolling table had collapsed, sending a multilayer cake sailing through the air towards their table. Time slowed to a crawl, and Rarity saw something she never expected to see. Prince Blueblood scrambled around the table and stood in front of her, shielding her.
For the briefest and most surreal of moments, she felt something close to gratitude. Then his hooves clamped on her shoulders, lifting her bodily in front of himself. The cake splattered all over her.
She was set down on the floor, blinking crumbs out of her eyes.
"Blue, you were supposed to stand in front of her!"
"I panicked!"
Rarity used her magic to wipe the cake from herself as the two bickered, shoving the wadded mass of baked goods into Blueblood's face. "Thank you for a lovely evening." She hissed, and stormed out, Fluttershy close behind.