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// Having a 'date' 
// Story: Dresses and Love 
// by EllyCoo 
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    Spike had never seen such a fancy place before. Not in Ponyville, in the least... It had beautiful decorations, colorful candles lit up the rooms. The walls were made in some kind of beautiful wood and the floor was in a sort of rock. If Maud Pie was there, she could tell him what kind it was. But nothing of this was as beautiful as Rarity. She had a fancy mane, and a fancy black dress that suit her perfectly well.

"So, Spike, what do you want to eat?", she asked the dragon.

"Are there quartz spaghettis?", he looked up to the waiter.

"Umm... No... We only have pony food.", he muttered back, embarrassed.

"Discrimintation!", Rarity almost yelled. "I could give you a few quartz. Good thing I packed some for you, my Spikey Wikey."

She levitated some gems from her bag and gave it to the waiter. He stared at them, then at Rarity. He was now forced to write "Quartz spaghettis" on the list.

"Will that be all?", he asked.

"I'll just take the hay salad and an oatshake. I'm not feeling very hungry."

"Mmm-kay", and the waiter went off.

There were there, in the light of a red candle. Soft music played, and other people chatted peacefully. Rarity was looking out the window. She seemed bored. It was the perfect moment to tell her how he felt! He let a few minutes fly by. Rarity was now reading a book and lent a fancy comic to Spike. The poor dragon didn't understand anything. Finally, he decided to move.

"Uhh... Rarity?", he almost whispered.

"Mm, yes dear?", she replied, looking at him.

Ooh gosh. Those amazing blue eyes just pinched his heart. He held his heart with his hand, his cheeks all red. He took a deep breath:

"I just wanted to tell you that, all this t-"

"Hello there you lovebirdies! I love birdies, don't you love birdies? Birdies are cool, they can sing. Heyy, did you know that birdies are actually birds?? I always thought the word bird was a short for birdie, but turns out I was wrong. But that's okay, because..."

Pinkie Pie. Always there to break the romance. She kept on blabbing about birds, while Spike burried his face in his arms.

"Aaaaanywhooo", continued the pink earth pony. "I heard you were going to eat here together and I just wanted to join you! I even brought Gummy!"

She lifted the green alligator to their faces, then gave him a nuzzle. She sat down on an imaginary chair and called the waiter.

"WAITER! I would like a cake, please, with oats, oats all over, and I want my cake to be honey-flavored, because honey is good right? RIGHT? But anyway I want also some cream and cotton candy. Thank you, you can dismiss now!"

Pinkie pushed the waiter away and looked at her two friends.

"SOOO! What were you two chatting about?", the Pink Popular Party Planner of Ponyville asked.

"Well, Spike was about to tell me something."

"Oh? Oh! Yes, I was! In fact, I just wanted to tell you that... Umm... Oh, haha, buck it, I forgot what I wanted to say! Haha!"

"Oh, Spike you're so funny sometimes!", Pinkie Pie blasted of laughter. "Ain't he, Rarity?"

"Yes, he is...", the unicorn rolled her eyes.

Spike sighed. Each time he was about to confess his love, somepony had to come and ruin it all. The poor dragon wondered why it always happened to him. Pinkie kept on talking. About clocks, now. Rarity even wondered how she changed the subject that quickly.

"So, Twilight bought this crystal clock for her castle! And when it rang, oh, my, ears! I swear I thought they were going to blow! It made a cristalline sound!"

"Isn't that good and relaxing?", asked Rarity nonchalantly.

"It was a LOUD cristalline sound! I meeped and ran back home and hid under my blankets. Gummy had to comfort me for the rest of the day."

"Mmm-hmmm...", replied Spike.

Finally, a miracle happened. The waiter came back with the meals they had ordered! Pinkie finally shut up and dived into the huge cake. Spike started eating his quartz spaghettis. It was better when Rarity made them herself. But the quartz she chose were always tasty and delicious. Rarity started eating her salad. She was the only one who seemed civilized.

We couldn't see Pinkie's face features: there was so much cake on her head! She laughed alone, while Spike sighed, still thinking about how perfect was the moment until she had to come. Then, another miracle happened: Pinkie had to pee.

"Oo! Be righty backy, needy WC!", and she ran to the toilets.

Ahh, alone again! Spike cleared his throat to get Rarity's attention. After 5 or 6 throat clearing, he started to seriously cough. Finally, Rarity turned to him and saw him agonize on his chair.

"Oh dear!", she exclaimed and went helping him.

When the cough attack ceased, Pinkie chose the right moment to come back. Her mane was filled with peppermints for some reason.

"There was a very nice guy who gave me all those peppermints, so I put them in my mane", she explained.

Spike was now almost enraged. Why were all his tentatives of confession ruined by some event? He shouldn't have cleared his throat that many times! But what was done was done, and he kept on eating his spaghettis, Pinkie Pie her cake and Rarity her salad. They didn't talk much for the rest of the dinner, and finally Spike and Rarity walked back home while Pinkie was drunking herself out at the restaurant. They'd probably kick her out sooner or later.