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Rupert trotted downstairs to Silver Spoon’s parents, whistling a barely audible tune. “Mister and miss Spoon, the youngins have agreed with no opposition.” the Butler said to Silver Spoon’s parents.
“That’s good.” Mrs. Spoon said, taking a sip of her wine. “So, who is this new filly that my daughter has been acquainted to?” she asked.
“Well for one, the pony in question is not a filly, he is a colt. Secondly-”
“Colt?! As in a male species of pony?!” Mrs. Spoon interrupted loudly. “Rupert... I hope you have a good explanation for this...”
“He was born a male, Mrs. Spoon,” Rupert explained.
“Why does my daughter have a colt over? She’s far too young for colts!”
“Ma’am, I can assure you they are far too young to even think about you may have in mind.”
Mrs. Spoon thought for a moment then sighed, “Okay, my apologies. I shouldn’t have burst out like that. I shall tell my husband about this and see what he has to say about this, although whatever his opinion may be it will not change mine. I’m fine with my daughter having colts as friends but not colt-friends and especially not sleep overs with colts.”
“While I respect and understand your position on the subject, I must say they are just children and with my twenty five years of childcare experience I can safely say they are no more than friends. Also, during my many times of picking up Silver Spoon from school I have not once seen this colt in the class or around the school so I assume he moved in recently and is trying to make friends. Plus, if your daughter invites a pony over they obviously meet the highest of standards a pony could have. Not to mention there’s no way we can send him home in this type of weather, he could get lost, sick, hurt, maybe even all three.” Rupert explained.
Mrs. Spoon thought for a moment then gave in and sighed, “You are correct once again, Rupert. However I will keep a vigilant eye on the two.” she assured.
“I’m glad you have come to your senses.” Rupert was about to walk off when Mrs. Spoon pointed out something.
“Rupert, how will this colt’s parents know where he is spending the night? They’re probably already worried sick of his whereabouts.”
“If you insist, I shall let you do what you think is best, however at least drink a potion that will prevent you from getting soaked like a towel.” Mrs. Spoon suggested.
“Fabulous idea, I’ll acquire one after I get his address.” Rupert said as he turned around and went back up the stairs.
The storm could still be heard ravaging outside the house, it was starting to get fiercer every moment.
Celestia, will she ever let go of me? I swear it feels like she’s been hugging me for two months. Dim thought as Silver Spoon continued to bury her face into dim’s chest and hugging progressively tighter, squeezing the air out of Dim’s body. I hate my special talent sometimes.
Silver took her face out of Dim’s chest just so her somewhat tear filled eyes could meet his. “If you tell anypony about this, it’ll be the last thing you ever tell anypony.” she mumbled out as rain continued to pour. “Thank you, for actually caring about me, even though all I’ve done to you is try and hurt you.”
“Don’t mention it, it’s what I do. Thank you for not kicking me out into the rain I guess.” Dim let out a chuckle trying to continue the conversation.
“Be thankful.” she said.
A funny feeling was starting to build in his chest, Her superiority complex is too adorable, Dim though to himself with a dumb smile, No, no no! Stop thinking dumb stuff Dim Shadow....maybe I’m feeling like this because I’ve never helped out anypony this much before… yeah nopony have ever invited me into their house like this before!
‘You know what you want, don’t lie’ Dim’s bitterly truthful subconscious said.
“Hey!” Silver Spoon yelled, snapping Dim out of his self induced trance. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking, I know that look!” the gray filly said. A very awkward feeling shot through Dim for a moment before Silver Spoon said something else more shocking, she grinned and turned away. “Go for it.”
“W-w-what?” Dim hesitantly muttered.
“You’ve been acting weird ever since you got here and the only time I’ve seen that look in your eyes is when you’re around Sweetie Belle. So again, go for it.”
“I-I- you know I can’t! I’m just here to help- an-and Sweetie Belle.”
“Sweetie Belle doesn’t have to know, does she? Plus we’ve already kissed before, remember?” Silver Spoon said.
“You tricked me into that!”
“And I think you deserve a little payment for what you’ve done today.” Silver slowly blinked while putting a hoof under Dim’s chin, turning his head to face her’s in the process. It was too much, Dim didn’t resist. Silver and Dim sat on the bed across from each other. Silver leaned in, with a smile, so just their noses were touching. Dim stared into her glasses. “Ready?” Silver Spoon tilted her and opened her mouth just a little.
“Sorry," he turned his head rejecting Silver Spoon’s kiss. "I only do volunteer work.” Dim pushed her back just before their mouth’s made contact.
Dim Shadow expected Silver Spoon to be mad at him for rejecting her kiss, it seemed to fit her personality. Oddly enough, she didn’t react the way Dim expected. “Fine, be like that, but if you change your mind…”
“I won’t. And if you liked me all you had to do was say so.” Dim said.
Silver Spoon scoffed but couldn’t say what she was going to because Rupert had come through the door. “Dim Shadow, I’m going to need your address.” he said.
“For what?”
“Don’t you need some items if you intend to stay the night?” Rupert tilted his head.
“No, I’m-” Dim was elbowed by Silver Spoon who shot an annoyed look at Dim. “Uh, yeah you’re right.” Rupert proceed to take out a quill and paper and look at Dim, a sign to tell him he was ready for his information. Dim Shadow told the regal butler his address, the butler read it back to Dim to make sure he got everything written down correctly.
“I will be on my way I suppose. Play nicely little ones.” Rupert said as he left the room, but not before Silver Spoon flashed Dim a quick smirk at which point he uncomfortably shifted.
The door was delicately shut and room was silent for a few awkward moments before either pony spoke up.
“So… what’s there to do?” Dim asked sheepishly, trying to stray away from what had just happened.
“Rocks-for-brains, if you didn’t notice when you walked here, this is a mansion. What isn’t there to do here is the better question.” Silver Spoon hopped off the bed and began to walk to the door. “Well, are you coming?” Silver motioned her head to the door.
Dim Shadow paused and rolled off the far side of the bed and awkwardly tried to keep his distance from Silver Spoon.
Silver Spoon look over her shoulder confused, “What are you doing?” she questioned before she realized that he wasn’t comfortable being close to her outside of comforting her. “Oh, you don’t trust me?” she teased.
“Not one bit.”
“Porcelain?” Mrs. Spoon quietly called her husband’s name as she entered his study. The room was covered in books and work related papers. Porcelain Spoon was enjoying a fine cup of tea as he stared out of his window, admiring the beauty of the storm. Porcelain was a milky white stallion with a dark gray mane and blue eyes with a rather skinny build.
He sighed, “Yes dear? he didn’t enjoy being interrupted when he was enjoying his days off from work.
“Do you recall that friend that Silver has over?” she asked.
“What about her?” Porcelain replied.
Mrs. Spoon turned away and put a hoof behind her head, “That’s just it, her friend isn’t a filly, it’s a colt.”
Porcelain giggled to himself, “Honey, don’t overreact, be happy our daughter is finally making new friends. Maybe now Diamond Tiara won’t be the only friend of her’s who actually comes here.” he chuckled again before taking a sip of tea.
“He’s sleeping over.”
Porcelain Spoon dropped his tea, cup shattering into small pieces. Almost instantaneously a butler seemed to have teleported into the room with a dust pan and broom to sweep up the broken glass and vanished as quick as he appeared. “I see how it is. Let me have a small chat with this colt.” Silver Spoon’s father was not a very happy stallion at that moment