//------------------------------// // First day of school // Story: Do you want to be my player two? // by thatoneguy82 //------------------------------// Button's alarm clock produced a cacophonous symphony of RINGS and RANGS extending the sound waves from Button's desk to his ear. Once the boisterous melody reached him, he slowly reacted by opening his relaxed eyelids producing a blurry image of the alarm clock. At first, Button's eyes perceived the image of the clock stating it was 5 O'clock in the morning but once he rubbed his eye with his hooves, he was able to get the clear image of the clock stating that in actuality it was 6 O'clock in the morning. "Uhh…. I really wanted another hour of sleep. I need to get used to this new high school schedule" complained Button to himself as he stretched out his arms releasing a long trembling yawn that had an acoustic similarity to that of a manticore. He slowly departed from his comfortable bed feeling as if the center of gravity was over his bed pulling him back to its soft cozy clutches. He would have probably become a victim of his bed's comfy nature if it wasn't for his mom's guiding command. "Button! Hurry up or else you won't have enough time to eat your special first day of school breakfast." After hearing these words, Button's stamina and energy levels increased over 9,000 as he shifted his lazy passive state into a pony as energetic as Pinkie Pie. He rushed through all of his hygienic routine and zoomed himself down the stairs until reaching the entrance to the kitchen. Once he arrived there he was astonished which left his mouth filled with saliva as he approached the table containing the glorious breakfast. The ‘first day of school breakfast' was no ordinary breakfast; it consisted of three plates filled to its fullest capacity of Button's favorite breakfast meals. One plate was compiled with a balanced tower of stacked pancakes, each fresh from the stove, covered in smooth, slippery, melting butter and sticky, delicious maple syrup. The second plate was a replication of the first tower but instead the building material for this tower was warm toast covered in creamy spreadable peanut butter with sweet delectable jelly. The final plate, placed in the middle front of the table, contained an eye gazing homemade omelet that was comprised of the freshest herbs and vegetables that was appealing to Button's eyes, nose, and even his soul. "Now Button I know you are extremely hungry but please take your time and don't…" were the last words Button heard before he rushed to his seat and started to indulge himself in his grand and magnificent breakfast. "Button Mash! How many times do I have to remind you to take your time while eating your food?" Button realizing his unappealing table manners with his cheeks filled with food slowly chewed the copious amount of food in his mouth until finally swallowing it with one great gulp. "Sorry, Mom, I couldn't help myself but I promise you it won't happen again." Button's Mom rolled her eyes adding a simple compassionate smile responding to Button's actions. "Oh, Button, I really hope you do not eat like this in front of the other students in school today, especially in front of all the pretty mares" replied Button's Mom ending her statement with a teasing tone. "Oh no, Mom, Celestia forbid that I eat like a pig in front of all the ‘pretty' country mares" answered Button with an obvious sarcastic tone. "Now, Button, even though I have always reminded you of this important moral; I'm going to repeat it to you again so it can be permanently engraved into your thick skull. ‘Never judge a book by its cover.' You should not judge the pony just through its aesthetics especially if you don't understand their point of views. Who knows, you, might even find the prettiest mare in all of Equestria right here in Ponyville" lectured Button's Mom. "Like that would ever happen. Well thanks, Mom, for the savory breakfast but now I have to be on my way to school, don't want to be late on my first day of school." Responded Button. "Okay bye, honey, hope you have a wonderful day at school. Can't wait to hear all about it when you get home." said Button's Mom with a soft guileless tone as Button exited the house Button walked out of the auditorium with the multitude of other ponies after listening to the address from the principal of Ponyville High School, Mr. Stargate. Compared to the other energetic ponies that were keeping a steady fast pace towards the cafeteria, Button was attempting to recover his 20/20 vision from his current state of blurred imagery due to the fact that Button fell asleep several times during the address. "Uh, I thought that pony would never shut up" thought Button to himself while trying to keep up with his other class mate, "blah blah small classes blah blah four essential mandatory classes blah blah one class dedicated to explore other talents based on a pony's cutie mark blah blah two free classes selected by the student blah blah. I could not take another second of that monotonous lecture. Well at least that is over and I can now get my schedule and see the clubs in Ponyville High School." These internal mental words worked as a health potion immediately returning perfect vision to Button allowing him to maintain his balance and keep up with the pace of the large crowd exciting from the auditorium towards the cafeteria. Once arriving to the cafeteria, Button approached the table placed closest to the entrance and collected his semester schedule. "Okay let's see what classes I got. Literature I, Mathematic I, History I, Science & Magic I, and the Cutie Mark Class. Of course, the mandatories but let me see what classes my Mom chose for me over the summer. Computers and Video games programming, that is going to be so awesome! Now the last class is…Music?" Button immediately started to trot backwards shaking his head not being pleased by his last class. "No no no…How could my Mom put me in music class when she knows that I do not like showing other people my secret hobby." Filled with rage, Button expelled a curse in Humgonian being certain nobody would call him out for it until he heard a pony behind him respond, "Hey man you should watch your language." Button quickly turned around to greet the pony who understood Humgonian implying that he is a major fan of one of Button's favorite games series, The Star Swirl the Bearded Scrolls. In front of him was a silvery colored Pegasus stallion, who was a couple of inches taller than Button as well as more physically thicker in muscle demonstrating the Pegasus traditions to strive toward athleticism. If only based on aesthetics, this Pegasus would be the last pony Button would consider as a gamer in Ponyville. Breaking the silence between them, the gray Pegasus lifted up his hoof toward Button greeting him with a hoof-shake. "Hi, my name is Rumble. What's your name?" Button returned the hoof-shake and responded, "My name is Button Mash. I'm originally from Manehattan but I just moved to Ponyville this weekend." "See I knew you were new here or else I would have recognized you. Most of the stallions and mares here have been in the same classes since elementary school so I know almost everypony here but anyways, welcome to Ponyville! How do you like it here so far?" asked Rumble. "Thanks umm… I haven't really gotten the chance to explore much so I don't know that much about Ponyville except for the sites Twilight and her friends showed my family." "That's really nice of them to give your family a tour. They are really good townsfolk, not just in Ponyville, but also for the rest of the citizens in Equestria. Getting back on topic, if you want to, we can hang out after school and I can show you what you can do in Ponyville" suggested Rumble. "Really? That's really kind of you, yea let's hang out after school" responded Button. "Alright talking about activities to do in Ponyville, would you be interested in visiting the Cutie Mark Crusader's group table?" asked Rumble. "The Cutie Mark Crusaders? Who are they and what do they do?" asked Button. "It is a group started by Scootaloo, Applebloom, and Sweetie Belle to help themselves and other ponies like, you, and I that haven't earn our cutie mark yet" informed Rumble. Button just realizing that Rumble also did not have a cutie mark and this new information of a group helping ponies get a cutie mark, filled Button with optimism that Ponyville ponies might treat him better than his former school peers in Manehattan. Still, Button had his doubts about the success rate of this group. "So they help ponies get their cutie mark? How many ponies have actually gotten their cutie mark after being helped by them?" questioned Button. Noticing Button's doubts in his question, Rumble attempted to respond to Button in the most informative tone possible in order to destroy any doubt that Button had, "Well most of us joined last year but two of the three original founders got their cutie marks recently so they do have some expertise in the field of cutie mark exploration." Even though Button had his doubts, his overabundant curiosity dictated his actions so he decided to go with Rumble to the Cutie Mark Crusader's table. Once he arrived there, Button noticed a small crowd of ponies surrounding a small decorative well-crafted stage in which two mares were addressing the small crowd around them. The two speakers and the small crowd surrounding the stage were wearing a custom garnet cape with a blue insignia that contained a golden pony on her hind legs yelling towards victory. The main pony addressing the crowd was a short orange Pegasus with a purple messy tom-boyish mane. Her eyes matched the color of her mane and compared to the other Pegasus she didn't have the athletic build making her appear more feminine even with the uni-gender design of her mane. She also had a confident tone in her voice that Button interpreted as a pony ready for any type of adventure or challenge. The other mare was slightly taller and more physically built than the orange Pegasus demonstrating the strength of agricultural earth ponies. Even with her less feminine physique, she still had a charm that could only be explained through her country mare beauty, especially by the radiance of adorableness expressed through her aesthetically pleasing face. Her coat was in a yellow tone contrasting the red color mane whose design was being held by a giant pink bow on top of her head. "My name is Scootaloo," immediately receiving the response of the yellow mare, "and Ah'm Applebloom!"To all the ponies here, Welcome to the Cutie Mark Crusaders!" both ponies ending the statement in unison. The small crowd reacted appropriately stomping their hooves and cheering on their beloved leaders. "Now to make this speech short, cool, and awesome I will go straight to the point. We, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, are here to help you discover your cutie mark. We do not promise fast results since there is no simple process in obtaining a cutie mark but we do guarantee a massive friendship community that will help you in every step of the way…unless you are Diamond Tiara. Anyway, if you are an adventure pony and as awesome as me then I can help you get your cutie mark but if you are more into finding your true self and other ‘namby-pamby' stuffs then talk to Applebloom or Sweetie Belle." Scootaloo received an unappreciative disapproval look from Applebloom causing her to try to make a genuine smile in order to please Applebloom. Applebloom shrugged it off and continued to address the crowd, "After hearin' the ‘humble and compassionate' words of Scootaloo…Ah'm hoping that some of y'all will still be interested in our little club. If yer are signing up on the register sheet that will be placed off stage and even if ya already have a cutie mark yer can still join. We can use all the help we can get." Immediately a line of at least ten ponies was formed comprised of ponies with and without cutie marks. "Come on, Button, let's get your name on the list" said Rumble as he walked towards the formed line. "Maybe some other day Rumble. I'm still indecisive about joining this group but we can still hang out after school today though" responded Button. "What? Come on, Button, this is a large friendly community that will help you make new friends in Ponyville and get your cutie mark. Also how can you say no to that amazingly beautiful Pegasus up there that has the ability to take away any stallion's breath just by gazing at her…" replied Rumble as he starred at Scootaloo causing his pupils to turn into hearts. Rumble's words and actions did not get the response that he hoped to get because he saw Button rolling on his back laughing at Rumble, "Pshhhh hahahaha, okay Casanova it seems that you join this club not just to make friends and get your cutie mark but also for other specific reasons" ending his statement making smooching sounds. "No! Maybe… Alright fine, yes I also joined this club so I could get to know Scootaloo better and… possibly become her coltfriend. Don't judge me Button!" "I don't judge you Rumble just that your ‘romantic descriptions' just cause me to laugh that's all. Okay Rumble, I am going to explore the rest of the school on my own. I will meet with you outside the main doors of the school alright?" "Fine by me, hopefully you can find a club suited for you and hopefully that club is the Cutie Mark Crusaders. See you later Button!" "See you later Rumble! Good luck with your quest for conquering Scootaloo's heart" said Button ending it with a teasing tone. "‘Hahaha' very funny, Button" was Rumble's final reply as he started to walk towards the line hoping to get a chance to talk to Scootaloo. Travelling across the checkerboard tile floor of Ponyville High School, Button observed the extended history of the high school through the timeline presented on the vivid yellow walls of Ponyville High School through the several class year pictures. The first artifact was dated back when Ponyville was first founded by the Apple Family as it is visible in the out of date black and white photograph being placed in a custom hoove-made wooden frame, then it continues on to the recent classes in which Button could recognize some of the alumni that still live in Ponyville like Applejack, Rarity, and Pinkie Pie. He even recognized one pony that he knew way before visiting Ponyville, due to her musical fame that covers all of Equestria, and that pony was the legendary party enthusiastic DJ-Vinyl Scratch. "Man, who would guess that so much of Equestria's history could be found in a remote rural high school in Ponyville." pondered Button to himself as he examined carefully through all the class pictures as if they were historical artifacts discovered by the adventurous Daring-Do. His fixation for the pictures in front of him was slightly interrupted when his ears picked up the euphonious soft melody echoing off the walls and into his ear drum. Button could slightly interpret the lyrics being sung along with the melody, "When she was just a girl, She expected the world, But it flew away from her reach, So she ran away in her sleep…" "It sounds like a cover of coltplay's song ‘Paradise'. Well whoever is doing the cover has an amazing singing voice…I have to find out the pony that is the source of this angelic voice." Immediately an imaginary screen appeared in front of Button's vision as he pretended to accept the mission he created for himself and add it to his quest log similar to the actions the characters in a RPG would do. Upgrading his ear sonar to its' fullest capability, Button searched through the hallways of Ponyville High School attempting to find the room hosting the singer producing the magnificent voice that left Button astonished just by listening to it. The lyrics were arriving with a clearer and louder tone allowing Button to hear the following verses of the song, "Life goes on It gets so heavy The wheel breaks the butterfly Every tear, a waterfall In the night, the stormy night She closed her eyes the night, the stormy night Away she'd fly..." "It’s getting louder, I must be getting closer." This prompted Button to accelerate his pace until he finally reached the entrance of what appeared to be the band room as it had the title on top of the doors as well as the insignia of musical notes plastered on the black door itself. At first, filled with confidence, Button was about to push the door open and promptly congratulate whoever was on the other side of the door but suddenly he was attacked by one of his nervous attacks, that he attributes to his ‘anti-social personality', making him doubt the justification of his actions producing questions like, "Would that pony be creeped out by me barging in?...Would they hate me for interrupting their practice session?....Am I even allow to be here at all?" All of these doubts were slowly killing off any form of curiosity that Button had to open those doors and he might not have even opened the door if it wasn't for the box placed to the side near the door that sprung in his mind a brilliant creative idea, "I got it! I will sneak in using the box as cover to see who the musician is and to see if it is okay to quickly interrupt them so I can congratulate them." Button immediately activated stealth mode by carefully and silently opening the main door and placing the box over his body. He made sure to avoid any creaks or slams when closing the door behind him and promptly scurried across the room as quick and silent as any thief class player would. He found a location in the room behind a vase containing a tiny tree that was the appropriate distance from the singer allowing Button to see the musician and not be seen by said musician. Once he opened the small gap on the side of the box, Button was able to see the pony responsible for transmitting the heavenly voice through the hallways. What appeared in front of him was the archetype of perfection. Just a couple of hooves away was the most exquisite dazzling gorgeous mare Button had ever seen in his entire life. The white shade in her coat was the purest Button has ever seen reminding him of the clearest white cloud he could see during his summer camping trips with his dad. Her mane was a hybrid of lavish purple and bright pink that contrasted the accepted standard solid color mane that most mares had adding a rareness to her beauty that Button was able to distinguish. That well groomed mane complimented her glittering elegant physique but it also entranced Button to another aesthetic beauty of hers…her eyes. Those eyes were the transparent castle containing the glimmering emerald pupils that complimented the neighboring eyelashes that added a sense of elegance and mystery to her charm that had Button completely entranced in it. Not only was she aesthetically pleasing but her voice was something that only legendary imaginative poets and writers could describe and now Button could relate to as he was left awestruck. "Wow…" was the only word Button could silently discharge from his mouth after starring at the young singer for over a minute. Still stunned and amazed, Button commanded his body to get rid of his cover in order to get her attention and possibly get to know her better…maybe even ask her out to get some milkshakes with him after school. Just the idea made Button blush furiously across his face that even his brown coat could not hide the bright red color being transmitted from his face. As he was about to blow his cover a last string of doubt struck him in the face remembering him of an embarrassing past event that occurred in Elementary school that has haunted Button ever since. "Okay class in the spirit of Hearts and Hooves Day, everypony can now go around the classroom and share their cards with every member of this class…and maybe even to their special somepony…even if you are too young to understand love but anyways, go around and spread your friendship and love on this special day!" commanded Ms. Sunny to Button's fifth grade class. Just as a herd of sheep would listen to the commands of the Shepard, the children replicated the same action by getting out of their seats and going around the classroom sharing their custom cards. Button looked inside of his box making sure he had enough for everypony, even for the annoying bullies in his class, and checking that he did not forget to bring a specially created card that he wanted to give to a special mare…that mare was Bab Seeds. Not only was she charming to Button but she had been friends with Button due to the fact that they were both video game enthusiasts, in fact she was the only mare in Button's group of friends that enjoyed playing video games making her even more attractive to the little fifth grader. "Okay, Button, you can do this! She is just your friend that you have special feelings for…that's all. No need to overreact, you have completed stages harder than this" Button hoped his self-motivating words would help control his body's nervousness as his body was going crazy causing him to blush, have unbalanced legs, dry throat, and a copious amount of butterflies in his stomach. Finally collecting enough courage, Button started to slowly trot towards Bab's desk and placed his box on her desk shyly greeting her, "Hi Babs,…Happy Hearts and Hooves Day! I made you an extremely special card." "Hey, Button! Happy Hearts and Hooves Day to you too! Well duh silly everypony made a special card for each pony in the class, here is yours" grabbing a card shaped as a controller handing it to Button "I know that, but my card is special because it is completely different from the rest…just like how you are different from the rest of the other fillies." "Huh?" Button handed a heart shaped card that in its' center contained a picture of Babs and him together and around the center piece was bright glitter following the design of the heart shape in order to emphasize the importance of the center image. "What I'm trying to say is…would like to be my special somepony?" Babs's face was greeted with a shiny streak of redness illustrating her internal feelings towards Button and soothing his nerves as he could observe the appropriate response that he planned would occur when asking the delicate question. Everything was going as Button hoped it would go, Babs was about to open her mouth to give her anticipated response until she was rapidly interrupted by the voices of three diabolical ponies, "Ahhh that's so cute. The two blank flanks of the class as a couple…maybe their baby will also always be a blank flank so they wouldn't feel bad about their pathetic life…an entire family of blank flanks…so cute!" ending the statement with a teasing and sarcastic tone. "Hey leave us alone!" responded Button in a frighten tone holding in the river of tears in his eyes just like a lost sheep would feel confronting a wolf. "Ahh look at him. Is little willy, Button, about to cry…hahaha we knew that you were a weak sad nerd, Button, but we did not expect, Babs, to fall down to your level. Okay now being serious, Babs, what do you think of Button and be honest we don't like liars." Torn internally about the current predicament since she did want to defend Button but at the same time she did not want to become another victim of the bullies she did the only thing she thought was justifiable. She walked up to the fallen Button with a stern serious sinister appearance that equally matched the tone in her voice, "What I think about Button? Well I also thought he was a pathetic loser that's why I hanged out with him…because I felt sorry for him!!" Button torn by the betrayal of his friends and special somepony could no longer hold the copious amount of tears comprised in his eyes as they spewed out from his eyes like a flash flood. Even his speech became impaired as he attempted to respond to Babs only to stuttered the following, "Ba…aa..bbbss….I….ttthhhhooughhhhttt..weeee.. weeerreee frrriiends." "Hah in your dreams you little cry baby!" "Alright, Babs, taking charge of the situation. See we knew you weren't a complete loser as a matter of fact you should hang out with us during lunch at the cool ponies table. Come on lets go and leave this little baby alone" commanded the bullies as they started to walk away and with their body language asked Babs to join them which she did leaving Button laying on the floor crying desperately. She hated herself for doing this but hoped Button would understand so in order to demonstrate that the entire thing was staged she quickly turned her head and with her lips she worded out the commonly used phrase, "I'm sorry." Sadly for her it was too late, Button was filled with hatred and rage towards her that he ignored her attempt for reconciliation and just laid on the ground releasing all his emotions on the ground hoping he would never had to deal with such pain ever again. The flashback filled with pain was interrupted by a strong eloquent voiced that was fill with money and class, "Hello my, dear, I don't think we had the opportunity to become acquainted with each other. My name is Femy Buckaplently the third and I must say after I was forced to move to this uncivilized backwater town by the desires of my ‘loving' father. I thought I would never see another glimpse of something worthy of my attention but after hearing your elegant masterful-crafted voice…I know that has dramatically changed." ending the statement by focusing his turquois eyes on Sweetie Belle's eyes hoping he would receive her attraction. "Ummm thank you? My name is Sweetie Belle and it is nice to meet you Femy. Welcome to Ponyville and I hope once you get to see more of Ponyville you will change your miscue perception about this awesome town" "Hahahaha, Oh goodness Sweetie Belle your ignorance to your environment makes you appear even cuter than your charming aesthetic beauty but now talking on a serious note, Sweetie Belle you have not seen the class, the prestige, and the royalty of Canterlot and its' citizens compared to the barbaric underclass conditions of Ponyville and its citizens. I cannot comprehend how lavish ponies like Rarity and Princess Twilight could tolerate living in this quote on quote ‘Bag of garbage'." "Well maybe because they are smart reasonable ponies that don't judge others just on their bucking class or appearance. How do you even know my sister Rarity?" asked Sweetie Belle in a harsh tone pushing her hoof into the stallion's chest. "My dear, Sweetie Belle, this is no way for a lady of your status to speak or act. Maybe you should start acting like your sister who I happen to know about because Fancy Pants always mentions her in his parties as the best designer in all of Equestria." The last comment infuriated Sweetie Belle to the point that sparks of yellow aura were spewing from her horn and her pupils turning into a vivid dangerous green fire as she pointed her horn in the direction of the cream-white coated stallion, "Maybe some pony should be more careful about the words that leave his mouth." "Oh, Sweetie Belle, please be a good mare and point your horn somewhere else before you do something that you will ultimately regret" responded Femy as his horn shifted from its dormant silent state to an active lively state illuminating the entire room with his bloody red aura covering his horn and diabolical eyes. Sweetie Belle startled by his superior display of magic made her transition to her dormant state as her ferocious fiery eyes were extinguished to their normal emerald state including the small yellow spark of magic on top of her horn being put out as easily as a candle light. "Now that's a good mare. Luckily for you I am a merciful pony because another stallion of my class and stature would not hesitate to use his magic to teach you a lesson about manners especially coming from another pony who has not even received their cutie mark." Sweetie Belle could deal with his negative comments toward Ponyville and the ignorant comparison Femy made about Rarity and Sweetie Belle but the last statement hurt her the most in ways he could never imagine. It felt as if she was being struck by hundreds of sharp spears all of them targeting her innocent heart. She lowered her face hiding the slow stream of tears passing her runny nose and circumnavigating her shivering lips in order to avoid giving any sense of dominance to her abominable opponent. Button inside the box clenching his hooves and releasing steam from his nostrils could no longer see Sweetie Belle in such emotional distress, "I can't let this monster hurt her anymore…I can't be the Babs Seed of this situation…I have to defend her!!!!" Button threw the box over his body startling both Sweetie Belle and Femy since they were completely oblivious of Button's presence in the box. He heroically dashed toward Femy reenacting the movements of Button favorite hero, the mysterious Mare-Do-Well as he slammed the unicorn to the ground then grabbing him by the edge of his collared sweater pulling him straight to his face giving him the famously feared glare that Mare-Do-Well gives to other villains. "Who the buck do you think you are just going around hurting innocent ponies like her? You better speak up and give me reason for not beating up your pompous flank!" raising his clenched hooves as they greeted Femy's face. Femy, returning from his state of shock, gave Button a taste of his own medicine using his magical red aura levitating Button off the ground and then blasting him to the wall knocking the air out of the brown stallion. "Now now…the true question is who you think you are? Trying to attack an obvious superior target like myself, while only being an ordinary plebian that has not even received their cutie mark!" angrily responded Femy slowly trotting towards the still knocked-down brown stallion with a heavy foot releasing steam from his nose and creating an imagery fire, with his red aura, on the top of his horn. Sweetie Belle, observing the confrontation between the two stallions, took notice of Femy's remark focusing on Button's flank as she realized that he suffers the same dilemma as herself. "That's probably why he jumped in to defend me…I have to do something to help him." Before she could conjured a powerful blasting spell, the shaken courageous brown stallion regained his balance and vision as he stood on all four hooves responding to the ill commentary said by Femy. "I'm the pony who even though I wasn't born with a silver spoon in their mouth has more class and manners than the one who was! Sure I might not have a cutie mark right now but at least I have the chance to find something awesome to be my talent unlike being stuck to the repetitive boring lifestyle dictated by your cutie mark" argued Button pointing towards the cream colored unicorn's bag of money cutie mark. Taken back by Button's persuasive hurtful argument, Femy's innate emotional system was going hay wire since no pony had made a fool out of him before. His scornful eyes were now focused at Button as if they were artillery preparing to fire on the target. The veins in his eyes were becoming visible turning the vast white ocean in his eyes into a red bloody sea as his two front hooves were trembling being held back by Femy, who did not want to lose his composure in front of Button and Sweetie Belle since it would reveal his true emotions showing his weakness in front of his opponent and the mare of his eye. Suddenly, a genius idea originated in his mind that would quickly shift the tide of the skirmish causing Femy's appearance to slowly change like the metamorphosis process of a butterfly, his stern locked lips gradually broke out of the restrictive strains turning into a grin eventually transforming into a diabolic laugh. "What's so funny?" questioned Button. "Oh my dear delusional brown knight, yes we might have come from different backgrounds but in the end of the day we have the same innate characteristics of any stallion…with that in mind I can infer that your motive to protect Sweetie Belle is the same motive for what I enter this room in the first place…you want her to be your special somepony" Taken by surprise by the accusation, Button's face was greeted with heavy red blush appearing on his cheeks and using his peripherals' he notice that a small blush was also visible on the adorable white mare as she quickly hid her face to both stallion due to the fact that the heavy red blush was extremely noticeable on her white coat compare to Button's brown coat. "What? No man you got all wrong…I-I-I-I m-m-mean she is cute but….I wanted to help her because I couldn't stand seeing another pony getting picked on due to the lack of their cutie mark. I help other ponies because they need help not for some selfish desire like yourself" argued Button with a stutter when complimenting Sweetie Belle. "Of course whatever you say Button. I am ‘completely convinced' that you only helped Sweetie Belle for your own altruistic reasons. Now speaking the truth, if you don't want to admit it that's fine by me but you can't hide your emotions forever, that being said let us end this frivolous conflict like gentlecolts would. Whoever wins the heart of the lady obviously is the better stallion." "Huh? But I just said…" "No buts, that is how we are going to end this conflict and that is my final word" commanded Femy as he trotted towards Sweetie Belle picking up her delicate hoof kissing it displaying his knowledge for higher class manners. "I'm dreadfully sorry that our meeting had to be interrupted by some external pest. Hopefully I get to see you again and that you will get to know my charming side. Good bye my dear, Sweetie Belle." Sweetie Belle responding in an obvious sarcastic tone imitating the Canterlot accent, "oh yes, it was such a pleasure meeting you, Femy." Femy returned a small friendly grin ignoring the obvious sarcasm in Sweetie Belle's voice as he rapidly covered his body with a red sphere allowing him to teleport out of the room leaving no trace behind except for the blinding light rays that are the by-product of every teleportation spell. "Man I really hate that guy" exclaimed Sweetie Belle breaking the silence that was left in the room. Button now realizing that he was in a room alone with the most beautiful mare in Ponyville High School started to sweat profusely as each sweat drop rolled from his mane down to his lower back making him feel extremely uncomfortable. Trying his best not to reveal his aesthetic discomfort Button swiped any sweat drop from reaching his face quickly responding to Sweetie Belle's comment, "Mutual Feeling. My name is Button Mash." The brown colt extending his hoof slowly to Sweetie Belle and she responded with a confident grip shaking his hoof. "My name is Sweetie Belle! I will be completely honest I don't know if I have ever met you before, are you new to Ponyville?" "Yes, I just moved this weekend to Ponyville I am originally from Manehattan." "See I knew you were new here but I still had this feeling that you were one of the few quiet ponies from our previous class and I didn't want to hurt your feelings by not recognizing you. Anyway welcome to Ponyville!" "Thank you, everypony I met so far is extremely nice except for that Femy guy." "Yea but don't worry like Applejack would say ‘there is always one bad apple in a barrel of good apples'." "Who?" "Don't worry you will meet her later. Thank you so much for standing up for me Button" Sweetie Belle cheerfully responded embracing him in her arms as a gift for the brave bold knight that defended her honor. Sweetie Belle felt his soft brushed brown coat across her delicate white face and capture his natural scent comprised of the strong pinewood smell introduced to his coat in Ponyville and the always present artificial urban smell of the city attached to his brown coat. Button not expecting Sweetie Belle's hug was now blushing so hard that his cheeks looked like tomatoes. His nostrils were enraptured in Sweetie Belle's sweet aroma comprised of the natural wildflower that has been attach to her coat as well as the artificial exotic wild berry scent emitting from her mane. Their small innocent tender moment was interrupted by the sudden disruptive sound of the bell projecting the tragic news that the official school day just started and that all students have to report to their first class. "Well I guess it's time to go to class. Hey let me see your schedule" asked Sweetie Belle releasing herself from Button's hug and extending her hoof to see Button schedule which Button gave to her. "Okay obviously we have the same essential classes…hey we have the same music class! You are a musician?" Button starting to feel uncomfortable about the question regarding his musical talents responded being as vague as possible, "it is more like a hobby…the class sounded interesting." "None of my other friends have any interest in music so I thought I was going to be by myself in the class but now I will have a friend in the class!" said Sweetie Belle excitedly adding a squeak to her voice. "A friend?" "Well of course silly. A true friend will help another friend in their most desperate moment just like you did" explained Sweetie Belle with a smile. "Come on let's get to class before we get a tardy especially on the first day." Button joined Sweetie Belle's side as both ponies trotted toward their first morning class. The last words of encouragement said by Sweetie Belle resonated in Button's mind making him release a small gentle smile, "She already thinks I'm her friend…her friend…"