//------------------------------// // It's a Date // Story: Freshman Blues // by Wildcard25 //------------------------------// One afternoon out in the city, Spike, Puck, and Featherweight were running for their lives, before pulling to a halt in the park and laughed hysterically, "Oh man, did we lose those girls?" Spike asked his friends. "I hope so. How the hell did we acquire such a large fan club?" Puck asked the two. "Well let's look over the basics, shall we?" Featherweight began like a scientist, "First we have Spike; youngest member of the hip hop club with skills included, and currently seeing C.H.S' very own Fashionista Rarity." "Guilty." Spike answered with a smug look. "Then we got you, Puck. Hockey champ of our school's team, and currently seeing Silverspoon." "No denying." Puck replied. "Then there's yours truly, me," Featherweight said as he presented himself, "Editor of C.H.S Daily, and am seeing the girl with the voice of an angel, Sweetie Belle." "Now I can see how we attract such a fan club." Puck replied. "Yeah, let's just hope we don't run into another today." Spike said, and they laughed. Featherweight checked his cellphone, "Oh great. Sorry guys, but I gotta run." "Where ya runnin'?" Puck asked. "My mom needs me to pick up groceries for dinner tonight." "Ouch." Spike cringed. "I know. Catch you guys tomorrow." Featherweight said, before taking off. "So what now?" Spike asked Puck. "Well we could..." he was cut off as his phone rang, "Hold that thought. Hello?" he answered his phone, "Really, now? All right I'll be there." he hung up. "And?" Spike asked. "That was my dad. One of his friends who's a hockey fanatic says he wants to show me some of his collection of hockey memorabilia. Thinks it might encourage me to train even harder so one day I might end up like all the good pros." "So you're bailing out too?" Spike asked, with a hint of disappointment. "Sorry, man. But this is an opportunity for me. You understand, right?" Puck asked. "Sure, after all hockey is your thing." Spike answered. "Thanks, man. Catch you later." the two fist bump, before Puck headed off. Spike realizing he was alone now sighed, "Well, may as well try and find something to do since I'm going solo for the rest of the day." he started walking. Not too far from his location, Rarity was also out and about looking a tad down as well, "Oh it's such a shame the girls are too busy to join me for the day. And I really could use some help in picking out some new fabrics and all. But I suppose today's a solo day." The two continued walking by themselves looking dismal until they passed each other, while sighing simultaneously. Hearing each other they spun around and saw who they passed. "Rarity!" "Spike!" They ran back to face each other, "Oh, sorry darling. I didn't see you there." "Well I didn't see you either. I was caught up in thought." Spike added. "What brings you out on a day like today?" Rarity inquired. "I was with Puck and Featherweight, until they had to split," Spike admitted, "You?" "Well, I did have some things I need to take care of, but other than that I've got nothing else." "Well, since I've got nothing else going on for the day, maybe I can help you?" Spike suggested. Rarity looked joyed at his offer, "You mean it?" "Hey, why should both of us have to spend this day alone. Consider me at your service." Spike smiled. "Then it's a date!" Rarity beamed, "Come on, let's go!" she locked arms with Spike and they hurried off with Spike chuckling at her enthusiasm. Soon the two arrived in one of the malls, and Rarity led Spike into a shop where she was picking out some new fabrics to use for some orders she had. Spike would give her his honest opinions about what he preferred, and Rarity took his word to account before deciding what she wanted. After she collected her stuff, the two went into a clothing store where Spike sat on a stool watching one of the closed changing rooms, before Rarity stepped out wearing purple sneakers, black short jean shorts, and a violet top. Spike's eyes lit up with hearts in them before applauding and whistling his approval. Soon Rarity was sitting on a stool waiting for Spike to come out of the changing room. He came out fashioning a Hawaiin style. Rarity with a hand to her chin studied his look before shaking her head in disapproval. So Spike jumped back into the changing room to try something else. He came out again wearing biker clothes complete with a leather jacket, fingerless gloves, and a bandanna tied around his head. Rarity once again shook her head in disagreement. After two more disagreeing outfits for Spike, he stepped out in another outfit. This time he was wearing blue cross trainers, silver jeans, a white buttoned up short sleeved shirt, and a pair of blue lens sunglasses over his eyes. Spike posed hoping to finally get a good approval from the fashion expert, and to his joy she smiled and nodded in agreement. Spike smiled at her agreement. The two paid for their outfits and started walking the mall while wearing the outfits they just bought. "I'm so glad you asked to join me today, Spike." Rarity told him, as he walked at her side. "Hey, we both had nothing else to do and we didn't wanna spend the day alone. So why not?" Spike asked. "So what were you and your boys doing today?" Rarity asked curiously. "Well, we were hanging out around Sugarcube Corner enjoying their milkshakes, and then we were ambushed by a stampede." He explained. "A stampede?" Rarity asked in confusion, "Stampede of what?" "Raging fangirls." Spike answered, with a tremble. "Oh dear." Rarity gasped in concern. "Yeah, they chased us for three blocks, until we lost them. I think I lost about ten pounds from so much running. Featherweight even looked ready to puke from running so fast." "Goodness." "But we escaped them in tact and scar free." Spike answered. "That's so relieving to hear." Rarity sighed in relief. "Yeah, I tell ya I didn't know being popular like that would be so tiring." he admitted. "Don't I know it." Rarity replied. "Well, if it isn't dear Rarity." a voice spoke up. The two stopped in the tracks and saw two adults approaching them. The first was a blue haired man with a small mustache, and dressed in a suit and tie with a monocle covering his left eye. Accompanying him was a beautiful woman wearing a white dress and had pale magenta hair. Rarity gasped seeing the couple, "Mr. Fancypants and Ms. Fleur!" "Smashing bumping into you here, wouldn't you agree?" the man identified as Fancypants asked. "Oh yes, indeed it is," Rarity agreed, until she noticed Spike looking confused, "Oh right, Fancypants, Fleur allow me to introduce to you one of my best friends outside the girls. This is Spike; Twilight Sparkle's little brother." "Hello." spike greeted them. "And Spike, this is Mr. Fancypants and Ms. Fleur de Lis. They're both some of my best customers." Rarity explained. "Charmed and delighted to meet you, Mr. Spike." Fancy shook hands with Spike. "Quite so," Fleur agreed, as she got a good look at Spike, "You're quite the handsome one, if I do say so myself." this resulted in Spike blushing up. "That he is," Rarity agreed, as she held him close, "So what brings you two out here to this mall?" "Well, while we may be more upper class it doesn't mean we can't enjoy more simpler things, can we?" Fancy asked. "Why, not at all." Rarity agreed. "And what of you two, out on a date?" Fleur smiled. Spike blushed, along with Rarity, until the girl answered, "Actually, yes." "Well, we're glad to hear," Fancy replied, "You two do look like the happy couple." "Thanks, you two look like a good pair yourselves." Spike admitted. "Why thank you." Fluer smiled warmly. "Well we best be off, wouldn't want to hold you two up." Fancy told them. "Right, well it was wonderful to run into you two." Rarity replied. "And it was great meeting the both of you." Spike added. "An honor for us as well, Spike." Fancy replied. "Very nice." Fleur agreed, as the two couples went their separate ways. "They sure are a nice couple." Spike told Rarity. "Indeed, they are," Rarity nodded, "Like I said they're some of my best customers, because they pay me very handsomely for making and repairing their outfits." "Well picking you over anyone else means they have good taste." Spike put in. "Oh, Spike." Rarity giggled. "Hey, I'm getting hungry. How about you?" Spike asked. "I am feeling a bit famished myself," Rarity admitted, "Let's break for lunch." "Sweet!" Spike replied, as they went to the food court. Soon they were sitting at a table, with Spike having a slice of pizza and a cola, while Rarity had a big ice cream sundae and a lemonade. As Rarity took spoonfuls of her sundae and ate it, a thought popped into her head. She scooped a bit into her spoon, "Oh, Spike. Try some of this." she held the spoon out to him. "Sure, Rarity." Spike opened his mouth, as Rarity fed him. "How is it?" "Delicious," Spike admitted, "Though not as good compared to the Cake's ice cream." "No denying that." she agreed. "So has Twilight told you about what we have planned for the end of Spring Break?" Spike wondered. "Not yet, but I'm sure she'll tell us tomorrow since we're nearing the end of Spring Break once the weekend is up." "Well Shining Armor and Cadence plan on bringing us out to our family's lakeside cabin for some relaxation." "Really?" Rarity gasped. "Oh yeah." he nodded. "How wonderful! What a perfect way to end Spring Break." "Uh-huh. I'm even gonna see if I can get Puck and Featherweight to come." "And I'm certain Sweetie Belle and the others would love to join as well." Rarity noted. "Twi may tell you tomorrow, so try to act surprised and not like I already told you." Spike insisted. "It's our little secret." she tapped his nose, and the two laughed together. Soon it was nighttime, and Spike walked Rarity back to her home/shop, "Thanks again for spending the day with me, Spike." "No trouble at all, Rarity," he answered, "And thank you for helping me pick out this new outfit." "It was my pleasure, darling," she answered, "Well I guess I'll see you tomorrow." "Yeah, until then." Spike added, as they leaned in closer before kissing under the house's outside light. When they broke, they smiled before Rarity went inside and closed the door behind her. Spike smiled brightly before turning around and began running off while dancing and singing about it always being a good time. He sang, danced, and run all the way through the city, while passing others walking by, with the street lamps lit up above him. He made some jumps from sidewalks to the street, and hopped over some hedges feeling as if he was on top of the world. When he reached his apartment, he skidded to a halt before it declaring to himself, "It's always a good time." And with that he went inside knowing tomorrow was yet another day.