Chapter 3
“What the heck was that?!” Mabel asked, bursting into the men’s restroom where Stan was waiting.
“Mabel, I’m not sure we’re supposed to be in here.” Twilight said as she half heartedly hid behind Mabel.
“You got an old couple arrested,” Mabel continued, ignoring Twilight. “Where in your book of romance does it say that getting an elderly couple incarcerated on the first date, is a good idea?!”
“Wow, easy there kid,” Stan said, putting his hands up. “I panicked alright, the way I saw it, it was either them or me, and I love me way too much to let me get taken away from a date.”
Mabel gave a frustrated sigh and rubbed her temples.
“Okay, minor hiccup Mabel, nothing that can’t be fixed, Twilight,” she blurted, causing her to jump. “Give us something to work with, here. What does the Princess like? We need something that these two have in common.”
“Well,” Twilight said, scratching the back of her neck in thought. “She loves books, politics, history-”
“Stan, anything sounding good?” Mabel asked.
“Unless she has a passion for Gold Chains for Old Men Monthly, no. The other two are overrated and not worth my time.” Stan said bluntly.
“Grrrr,” Mabel growled as she pressed her hands to the side of her head. “Come on Twi, keep’er goin. There’s gotta be something in common between the Princess of an entire Kingdome and Stan!”
“Eh look kid,” Stan said, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s nice that you’re trying to do this for me, and I really do appreciate it. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s that you can’t force something to work. Kinda like crossing a cow with a pig. The resulting offspring would be delicious, but the parents just don’t have enough in common to form a lasting relationship.”
“Come on Stan, you can’t give up,” Mabel said with a small frown. “ I’m sure there’s something.”
“Nah kid,” Stan said walking past the two girls. “I think I’m just going to apologies, pay my tab and go home.”
“Think Twilight, think,” Mabel said, clasping her hands on Twilights shoulders and roughly shaking the girl back and forth. “Give me something, anything.”
“Um, uh,” Twilight stuttered. “Baked goods, the sun, pranks.”
Mabel suddenly stopped her shaking, a massive smile on her face.
“Say that last one again.”
“What, p-pranks?” Twilight asked with a raised eyebrow.
“You hear that Grunkle Stan?”
“You bet I did kid.” Stan said turning back around.
“I think there just might be hope for this date yet.” Mabel said rubbing her hands together.