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Shame.
Never had that word hit the mare so hard before, and never had she thought it would ever get to her. It was one of a few things that held her in place in her home, looking back at her situation. There was another feeling that nagged at her though, one that made her tremble and clench her wings.
Angry.
Angry at what had happened, angry at how it happened, and angry at how she messed up. The pegasus was near lived with not only herself, but what that prissy unicorn had done to her and her now broken position.
What am I going to do? The single question made Cloud Kicker run a hoof over her face and think once again what she should do. She had been doing more thinking then before since she tried her hoof at getting Masquerade’s attention.
And look at where I am now! She bitterly thought, not sure if she should be angry at herself or at the unicorn couple. The cat fight that had broken out between her and Twilight had done a lot of damage to her image. Even more so due to some Gabby-Gums column that soon followed.
The pegasus pricked her ears at the sound of her door being knocked on, making her rise from her couch and walk over to answer it. With it now wide open, Cloud Kicker gave a dull look saying, “Hey boss.” Not bothering to say anything further then that.
Standing on the welcome mat was Rainbow Dash, who gave a passive wave with her hoof, “Hey Kicker.” Somewhat scuffing her hoof on the wooden deck and mat.
Looking about some, Cloud Kicker asked, “Is there something you need, a weather team meeting or something?” Not really in the mood to talk to the blue pegasus.
Searching for the words in her, Dash said, “I actually came to see how you were holding up.” Part of her feeling hurt when the grey pegasus before her made a scoffing sound, “You barely talk to anypony in the weather team anymore. Their a bit worried.”
“I’m sure.” Cloud Kicker said with some sarcasm before shaking her head, “Why are you really here Rainbow Dash.” Not seeming to believe her boss’s words.
Letting out a frustrated sigh, Rainbow told, “You’re worrying me, alright?” Having thoughts of how the somewhat forward mare before her was now more bitter and aggressive. Standing herself more straighter to have some hight over the other pegasus, Dash said, “Listen, I know we’re not on good terms much anymore, but you can’t just beat yourself up over what happened. It’s been a month since things went south.”
Scowling some, Cloud Kicker got into the weather manager’s face hissing, “And who’s fault do you think is was when it happened?” Flaring her wings and glaring heatedly at the blue pegasus, “Because of that pampered unicorn, I lost face with the other ponies in town!”
Lifting her hoof and poking Kicker’s chest, Rainbow Dash corrected, “No, it was your fault for taking advantage of the whole Gabby Gums thing.” Spreading her own wings out telling, “Twilight was really worked up over that column when she saw it. Did you really think she would let it pass, especially when you hit her?”
A spark seemed to be lighted at these words, and a fire soon burned in Cloud Kicker’s eyes, “So is that why you’re here, to try justifying what she did?” Beginning to shout at the mare before her.
With a scowl on her face now, Dash shouted back, “NO! I came here to try and still be friends with you!” Glaring in irritation as she said, “But I guess that’s too much to ask from somepony so shallow, huh?” Watching as the other mare take a step back as if being hit.
Sighing a little, Rainbow backed away shaking her head telling, “Listen, you need to stop being so bent on this. Twilight didn't mean to get in a full blown fight with you.” Turning away and starting to walk off adding, “She only wanted to straighten things out and maybe just keep you off the first stallion that actually loved her for who she was. I don't think she wanted this to happen to you.”
When Dash was done with her part, she took to the air and flew off into the distance. Cloud Kicker kept her eyes on the departing athlete, trying to glare through partially teared up eyes. Closing her eyes and bowing her head some, the mare stomped her hoof on the wooden floor before slamming her door shut.
I’m an idiot! Could shouted in her head while sitting down and slumping against her front door. Sure she was still angry at what happened, but she didn't mean to start yelling at Rainbow Dash. Am I really that shallow? It was a question she had asked herself a few times since her fight with Twilight, one she didn't want to admit.
Finally noting the tears working their way down her cheeks over her small argument with her somewhat ex-friend, she wiped them away with a hoof. Letting out a depressed sigh, Cloud Kicker took a moment to just take in her position. I’m being unfair to Rainbow over this. And maybe my method for trying to get Masquerade’s attention was going too far…
Locking myself in my house for weeks isn't helping, either. The weather pony realized, letting out a depressedr sigh at the line of thought.
“I need some air.” Cloud Kicker sighed aloud, getting up and heading deeper into her house to prep for a day out in town.
The morning Twilight had was a rather wonderful start in her opinion. Masquerade had gone to the effort of waking up more earlier then usual and cook her up a meal of pancakes. Masquerade didn't stop there, making sure to have hay-bacon ready as well as some eggs cooked up. He even went as far as to make sure Spike had some when he woke up.
It was after she sat down and begin to eat that the stallion began to underlay their primary path through all of Ponyville. Twilight listened in, both enjoying the black unicorns presents and the food provided for them both. When both where finished, Mask offered to cleaned the dishes, only for the librarian make a new offer of them both doing the work.
Cleaning the dishes went quickly, and the couple were out the door and into the early sunlight in no time. Twilight took a deep breath of the crisp cool air around her, while Masquerade closed the door behind themselves before taking up Twilight’s right.
With a nod from the mare, Masquerade began to lead on, making a path to the east side of town. The planed path itself was rather chaotic in Twilight’s mind, having no reason or rhyme to where it went seemingly. But if the unicorn would admit it to herself, it almost seemed adventurous, and in turn, slightly fun.
All the while, Masquerade seemed to rattle on about how most of his morning walks were more focused on testing his ability to hide or just taking in the town. It appeared to Twilight that Mask somewhat missed his duties that he preformed in his old clan, patrolling all over and keeping an eye on everypony.
Looking to one spot in particular, Mask pointed out, “That bench over there seems to be a favored spot by a pony couple of Lyra and Bon-Bon.” Then gave it a curious look adding, “I wondered if Lyra was changeling at one point, because she was sitting in the most oddest position for a pony.”
Giggling to herself, Twilight told, “Bon-Bon says the same thing.” Turning her attention forwards again, “It’s apparently a little quark she gained after learning how to walk on her hind-legs a lot.”
Lifting a brow, Masquerade asked, “Now why would she go and do that?” Confused, but rather interested to know.
With a mirthful look, Twilight told, “Lyra likes to dance while playing most stringed instruments. It’s both fun and amusing to watch.” Laughing a bit at watching the mint unicorn dance again.
Smiling a bit himself, Mask said, “Strange… Normally I would think she’d just use her horn.” Finding the image the lavender mare put in his head rather funny.
“Oh she does use it.” Twilight nodded, gaining the stallion’s attention. With a smile, Twilight told, “She uses a spell to amplify the sound of her instrument, or alter it’s sounds. Some of her songs are quite beautiful.”
Putting on a grin, Masquerade gave a nod telling, “Then I guess we’re stopping in the park later on.” Getting a surprise glance from Twilight as he explained, “She likes to play songs in a gazebo near on of the parks ponds. Unless something happens, she’s there like clockwork.”
Shaking her head, Twilight laughed to herself, “You almost sound like Pinkie Pie with how you know so many things about other ponies.” Knowing it had something to do with the infiltrators stalking tendencies.
Giving a shrug, the black unicorn told, “I do my homework.” Making the mare next to him giggle into her hoof.
“You sure?” Twilight teased, grinning at the stallion’s confused stare as she seemed to ponder, “I seem to recall somepony always out doing cake-runs for the majority of his stay in Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns.” Giggling as Mask turned his head away.
“I still got the cake, didn't I?…” Masquerade seemed to pout to himself, getting more giggles from the mare to his left.
Giving a quick peck to the stallion’s cheek, Twilight smiled, “And you were very sweet for doing so.” Happy to see that Mask brightened up at that some.
Continuing to walk on, Twilight let out a rather content sigh. This is rather nice. The mare thought, enjoying the rather simplistic pleasure of just taking her time to walk though the town with no plans to follow or need to rush. Maybe having a entire day off isn't such a bad thing. Twilight reflected some, turning her eyes to the stallion responsible for it. Especially when I have a special pony to enjoy it with, smiling lightly.
Keeping his eyes forward, Masquerade continued to scan his surroundings, a part of his paranoid mind keeping his being a little alert. He really didn't have anything to worry about, but part of him always wanted to be on alert. Even more so when he didn't have his swords on him, but for Twilight’s sake, he left them at home.
I still have my magic and tricks though. The infiltrator reasoned to himself, knowing he would always keep a few ace’s up his preverbal sleeve.
Feeling something warm and familiar lean on his left side, Masquerade turned his head to where Twilight was slightly leaning on him with a smile and closed eyes. With a smile of his own and letting his eyes come back up, Masquerade continued to guide the mare next to him. Twilight may have not known about it, but Mask felt highly flattered that she was trusting him to just guid her along through town.
Twilight herself was not doing this to show trust, only that she felt slightly more comfortable with the physical contact. The quiet din of the towns morning sounds, mixed with the relaxing walk had the studious mare just want to let herself take it all in. Masquerade’s warm and firm body only seemed to help her relax even more, making her close her eyes.
With this newly acquired relaxed state, Twilight could feel the warmth radiating off the stallions body, and the slight rippling in his muscles as he moved. She could also hear the faint thumps of his heart, which continued to pump rhythmically and steadily.
Even the smell of the things around her could be picked up on more, seeing as her sight was not taking up so much of her focus. All the lavender mare focused on was following Mask, and taking in her surroundings through her other senses without sight.
Strangely, it was slightly liberating to let somepony else do the leading for once, and even blindly follow the one closest to her.
It’s nice. Twilight smiled, feeling a warmth in her chest and slightly nuzzling into the black coat that was warming up from the sun’s rays. The unicorn mare hadn't noticed it before, but there was a scent to Mask, a slightly musky and rather vinegar like smell. It wasn't pungent, but it also wasn't completely unnoticeable either.
Through her sense of hearing, Twilight could slightly pick out more and more noise in the form of clopping. As time wore on, Twilight could hear more and more ponies coming out of their homes to carry out work or enjoy their own form of entertainment.
Twilight wasn't sure how long she stayed in her trance like state, only coming out of it when she started to notice she was slowing down. Peeking an eye open, Twilight could see more ponies out and about, before fully opening her eyes and giving her surroundings a look over.
Just how long was I just leaning on him? Twilight asked herself with a sight blush, almost not knowing where she was for a moment. She was able to figure out where she was after spotting the nearby restaurant, which Masquerade was leading her towards.
“Hungry?” Masquerade asked with a slight grin, “It’s getting close to lunch, and I wanted to be sure you got fed.”
Looking up at the position of the sun, Twilight did conform that it was nearing noon, and so soon. Blinking, she nodded, “That’s not a bad Idea.” Keeping in step with her stallion asking, “Why the Hayburger?”
Giving his mare a look, Mask replied, “Last I checked, you like this place, despite it being fast-food.” Gaining a teasing smile adding, “I’ll warn you now, eat too much of this junk-food, and I’m going to make you work it off. Your not getting a little tubby on my watch.”
With a mock glare, Twilight sniffed, “I will have you know that I’m still young enough to have this ‘junk-food’ and not get fat.”
“I’m not saying you’ll get fat.” Masquerade corrected, “Only tubby.” Then gained a thought in his mind that made his grin once more, “like Rarity's cat!”
The reference to her friends cat made Twilight openly laugh a little, getting out between her lugging, “That’s mean Mask. Her cat’s not fat, just has a lot of fur.”
“That cat still has some weight to her, I can tell.” Masquerade nodded knowingly, “I can tell by how she moves. Sure her fur adds to her overall roundness, but I can still tell that cat is a bit overweight.”
Shaking her head, Twilight said, “Getting back on subject, what would you do if I got—” Taking a moment as if to insert air quotation marks, “Tubby.”
With a gleam in his eyes, Mask simply told somewhat obscurely, “With physical activity of course.” Not giving anything else besides that.
Twilight just rolled here eyes while they entered the establishment. Making it over to a nearby table, Mask made a gesture with his hoof saying, “Take a seat, I’ll get our orders.” Patting the place at the table for emphasis, “So what do you feel like today, Twinkles?”
Deciding to take him up on his offer, Twilight took a seat and ordered, “Two hayburgers with some fries and a medium sized tea, if you please.” Watching as her date give a nod and walk off to procure her food.
While Mask was in line getting their meal, Twilight took a moment to just look about the busy fast-food joint. Lunch was just starting to roll around, so not many ponies filled the establishment just yet. What few that were there were either with friends or family, others just lazed about and eating their meals slowly.
Hearing a voice being cleared behind her, Twilight turned to spot a pegasus stallion, Thunder Lane if she recalled, who gave a wave greeting, “Hey Twilight.” Have a wide smile.
Returning the greeting, Twilight smiled back, “Hello to you too, Thunder Lane.” Giving the darker stallion a questioning look asking, “Is there something you needed me for?”
Giving a light shrug, The stallion said, “Not really, I just happen to see you over here and thought to say hi.” Taking a seat next to the mare’s left, “Also, that was a very, ah… neat party you threw at the Apples.” Scratching his head adding, “With all the changelings and stuff…” Not quite sure what to say.
Having a pleased smile, Twilight told modestly, “Well, it was thanks to the changelings of Ponyville that it was made so well. They actually surprised me at how willing they were to help.”
Thunder Lane gave a slow nod, seemingly searching his mind to say something. Glancing at the counter, he rushed out, “So, I was going to get something to eat, want me to order you something?” Putting up the most charming smile he could.
There was a slight tug in the back of Twilight’s mind, processing what he asked before asking, “Wait, are you trying to make a pass at me?” Already in the process of recalling one of her books she had read on.
Sheepishly scratching his head, Thunder Lane asked, “Am I that obvious?”
Twilight made a so-so gesture with her hoof telling, “I only noticed after you asked about treating me to some food.” Then spotted something behind Thunder Lane saying, “Also, I’m already spoken for.” Pointing behind the storm-grey pegasus.
Blinking, Thunder Lane turned his head around to come face-to-face with two rather angry looking eyes that borrowed holes into his head. Despite the pony looking a bit smaller and being scrawnier then himself, Thunder Lane could not withhold the nervous chuckle that escaped his lips and weakly smiled, “Hey?”
Masquerade’s glare only intensified, putting some of his changeling nature to make both his emerald eyes glow slightly eerily, while letting out the most subtle of hisses. The extra effort put into his intimidation made the pegasus shift in place, and looked ready to bail on a moments notice.
With a sigh, Twilight called, “Mask.” Knowing she had his attention by how his ear twitched and commanded, “Heel.” Pointing to the empty spot next to her right side.
Still glaring at the other stallion, Masquerade slowly made his way around the table, setting down a tray with Twilight’s food onto the table. Though he now had breathing room, Thunder Lane still fidgeted in his place at how the other stallion was giving him a death glare.
Swatting the black unicorn’s shoulder, Twilight scolded, “Stop your hissing Mask, your making Thunder Lane nervous.”
“That’s the point.” Masquerade stated, getting another swat to his head this time.
“Honestly, you get jealous over the smallest things.” Twilight shook her head before taking a bite from her first hayburger. She hummed in delight, quickly taking another bite.
The two males on either side of her were both quiet, and stared at one another. One's eyes held slight fear with how aggressive the black pony before him was. The other, trying his best to convey through his eyes how he would love nothing more then to pummel the pegasus into the ground.
Rising from her seat, Twilight told, “I’ll be right back.” Making a path to the washrooms before adding, “And behave yourself Mask.” Then proceeded on to the washrooms.
A silence fell between the two stallions, as they continued their staring for a bit.
“So…” Thunder Lane started off with nervousness, “Twilight’s nice?” Getting a slightly more intense glare and another light hiss.
Seeing the other stallion starting to sweat, Masquerade said, “She is, and I would suggest you keep your distance.” Lighting his horn to make his magic dance over the few plastic eating utensils he had brought with. Mostly over the plastic knives.
Putting up is hooves, Thunder Lane told, “Listen, I didn't mean to come onto her like that. I thought she was single and stuff…” Trying to appease the unicorn. His words seem to do nothing though, and resorted to another idea, “We could, um, start over maybe?”
Silence only met Thunder Lanes ears, as the unicorn continued to glare at him. All the silence was making the flier rather nervous, and making him shift in his place continuously as his hooves slowly came back down.
After a near minute of this, Twilight returned and sat back down. Looking to the counter once again, Thunder Lane excused himself, “Since you two are out and and about, and stuff— I’ll just go and get my food, bye!” Quickly rushing away before Twilight could even get out a word.
Watching the pegasus nearly run away, Twilight turned her eyes to the stallion next to her, who held a poker face of innocents. With a blank look, Twilight deadpanned, “We really need to work on your possessive nature over me.” Going back to her meal.
Looking away a tad sheepishly, Mask apologized, “Sorry.” Knowing full well he let his instincts once more overrule his thoughts.
With a questioning look, Twilight asked, “What makes you get so protective anyways. I’ve read that stallions get protective, but you always seem to put it into a new extreme.” Watching as the black stallion tapped the floor a little.
After a moment of her staring, Mask said simply, “Instinct.”
Quirking her brow at him, Twilight listened in as Mask explained, “I’m very instinct driven for a changeling, Mother always told me so. I sometimes have trouble keeping control over my own instincts when they’re strong enough.” Looking a little embarrassed.
Having a puzzled look on her features, Twilight asked, “Wouldn’t that interfere with your skills in infiltration?” Wondering how many blunders or accidents could happen because the stallion couldn't keep his instinctual feelings in check.
With a laugh, the unicorn shook his head saying, “Actually, my infiltration skills complement my instincts, telling me when to run, hide, attack or charm my way through a situation.” Having a cheeky grin at the end.
“Uh-huh…” Twilight gave a single nod, take up a fry to absently chew on before asking, “And the part where you keep antagonizing or scaring away any stallion that even looks my way?” Getting a response of shyness Masquerade rarely showed.
Giving the area a glance, Twilight watched as the stallion unicorn used his horn to make one of his silencing bubbles. The stallion was apparently a bit shy about talking about it, and wanted some personal space to keep their conversation private.
Leaning on the table and tapping it’s surface, Masquerade admitted, “I feel threatened.” Seeming to glance his eye about the room to make sure none heard him, despite the near invisible bubble that blocked out any sound inside it.
Thinking on those three words, Twilight drew up with, “Your scared of losing me, right?” Taking a sip of her tea while the stallion nodded. Setting her drink down, Twilight assured, “Mask, you have nothing to worry about. I’m perfectly content with you, there isn't an need to be so protective.”
Letting out a sigh of slight frustration, Masquerade agreed, “I know, or at least in mind I do.” Using his magic to steal of of Twilight’s fries telling, “But I am literally driven to do all I can to make sure your not taken from me or stolen.” Looking somewhat ashamed at the fact of making it sound like Twilight was some sort of object.
Twilight gave Mask a slightly concerned look, trying to figure out what was going on in that head of his. She considered asking, but decided otherwise. Maybe I should ask Daisy or Roma about this? Thinking of the two changeling mares she knew best, Maybe they can shed some light on this.
Putting on a soft smile, Twilight suggested, “How about we just get back to our date.” Catching the infiltrators attention, “No need to get all gloomy and ruin it, right?”
Smiling and giving a nod of thanks, Mask undid his spell and just sat in place while Twilight continued to eat. A bit more quickly this time since she didn't need to talk.
Masquerade gave a light chuckle at how Twilight was nearly stuffing her face full, commenting, “Rarity would be faint if she saw you right now Twinkles.” Using his magic to lift up a napkin and start cleaning the mare’s face some as she finished off her hayburger.
Twilight blushed at the action, trying in vain to use her hoof to stop the action saying, “Mask, I can do that myself.” Only seeming to spur the stallion to try harder. After a few failed attempts on her part, Twiight eventually let Mask have his way and remove the bits of food on her face.
Taking the napkin away, he squinted at her face and nodded in satisfactory, “There, I got it all.” Placing the soiled napkin to the side.
Rolling her eyes playfully, Twilight sarcastically said, “Thank you Mask, I don't know what I’d do without you.”
With a grin, Masquerade responded, “You’d go crazy.” Earning him another light swat to his head. Giving a look to the mare next to him, Mask gained a new grin saying, “Oops, I missed a spot.”
“Huh?” Was all Twilight got out before Mask decided to retaliate for the first time, doing a series of quick kisses onto Twilight’s face. Trying to bat the stallion away, Twilight squeaked, “Mask!” Giggling as she tried to defend herself some. After a second or two, she finally warded the mischievous pony back, hoping against hope, that nopony was watching.
Masquerade gave a very pleased grin while Twilight seemed to muster any and all frustration she had into a glare. It was however failing, as she had found it difficult to work past her amusement or slight embarrassment that she was feeling.
“Your terrible.” Twilight could barely work out, smiling despite how she wanted to feel.
Rolling his eyes, Masquerade took up another fry and grinned, “Shush, you enjoyed it and we both know it.” Offering the fry to the librarian.
Sighing, Twilight took the peace offering and nibbled on it, watching as Masquerade took up another fry and began to much away on it. Having another smile grow on her lips, Twilight told, “I’m going to get you back for that.”
Returning the smile, Mask said, “I’d like to see you try.”
Just outside and on a cloud sat Cloud Kicker, who absently pawed at the fluffy bits of the cloud she was on. Getting out and into the sunlight had done nothing for her mood, only just making her dwell a bit on weeks passed. She didn't like the feeling of it eating away at her, and felt a bit guilty about yelling at Rainbow Dash as she did.
Turning her gaze down to the ground, Cloud Kicker tried to spot anything of interest to watch. But nothing seemed to stick out to her. She thought about trying her hoof at snatching a good looking stud for a few weeks of dates and maybe something more. But even looking over the few bachelors wandering about, the mare felt her interest drop.
What’s the point… She dully asked herself, letting out a sigh, they’re all too easy to snatch. Masquerade at least made me work for it, even if i failed in the end… The pegasus also realized that because of what happened between her and Twilight, there was a good possibility none of them might give her the time of day.
Hear ears soon perked up when giggling and laughing drew her attention from her place on the cloud and down to the ground once more. Below her and exiting out of the Hayburger, two ponies exited, both enjoying their time together and trading words. What really got her attention was who the two were.
Twilight and Masquerade. Cloud Kicker watched with renewed interest as the two made their way through town, completely enthralled with the other. The grey pegasus felt a pang of feelings go through her when Twilight leaned herself on the black stallion, almost as if taking a nap while letting Masquerade lead.
Curious, Cloud Kicker began to follow the two, keeping high in the sky and trying to keep out of sight. She kept pace with the walking pair, completely confused as to where hey were trying to go. There was no apparent path, or reason to their rather aimless wandering about Ponyville.
Were they just having a date? The mare questioned herself, having a small feeling of jealousy swelled in her chest at the thought. It made her feel frustrated that she tried so hard to appeal to Masquerade, but Twilight does nothing and gained his affections off the bat.
Hiding behind another cloud, Kicker looked over it’s edge to see that Masquerade was now scanning his surroundings with a more alert posture. Cloud Kicker narrowed her eyes, wondering what had made the stallion suddenly wary of his surroundings. She ducked into cover when his eyes began to reach her location.
Keeping his eyes on the cloud for a moment, Masquerade soon pried his eyes away when Twilight lifted her head up, noticing how he had slowed down. Turning his attention back to his date, Mask assured things were fine for the time being, and he thought he had felt something.
Cloud Kicker peeked over the fluffy white edge again to see Twilight say something to the stallion, making him chuckle before they both started to move once again.
Watching them with a critical gaze, Cloud Kicker began to see the content look on Twilight’s face, and the way she nuzzled into the stallions neck. With slightly scowling features, she observed how Mask would guid the mare gently and returning the nuzzling with teasing nips to Twilight’s ears.
The mare's feeling of jealousy began to swiftly change into pure envy at Twilight’s position, wanting to be the mare in that position. What is it about her that he finds so appealing? Cloud Kicker asked herself, looking Twilight’s body over and comparing it to her own.
The unicorn was fairly fit, but not to the same level as Cloud Kicker was, who worked among the weather team regularly. The lavender pony’s mane style, though nice, wasn’t made to be hugely eye-catching, just had the benefit of it’s pink stripe. The mare certainly had an adorable like quality to herself, mature and strict, but still a sort of soft and meek air that didn't boast confidence.
I just don't understand! Cloud Kicker yelled in her thoughts, once more given view of the couple trading a chaste kiss with the other, a small gesture of affection for the other. With a somewhat harsh snort, the pegasus opened her wings and flew off to some place else.
Below, Masquerade blinked and looked about his surroundings once agin, feeling another harsh spike of emotions ping his senses. The taste was something sour and maybe even spoiled to a changeling with his emotion preference. Part of him was worried what is was, while another part wanted to brush it aside for the mare next to him.
“Are you sure everything’s alright Mask?” Twilight’s voice broke the stallion out of his inner mussing, as she continued, “That’s the second time you seemed bothered.”
Looking up and slightly nibbling on his lower lip, Mask said in thought, “I was sure I felt two rather strong emotional spikes before they vanished… Which means somepony's is experiencing very drastic mood swings or something…” Not completely sure what to make of it. All ponies gave off different emotional single strengths depending on their mood.
Kinda like how Pinkie Pie was like a very bright, pink, warning light The changeling smirked lightly to himself, while vocally saying, “It could be anything, so I’ll investigate it later.”
Giving a lightly concerned look, but deciding to drop it, Twilight just nodded, “Just don't poke around too much. I still don't like how you invade others privacy.”
Nuzzling Twilight’s cheek and kissing her forehead, the stallion assured, “No promises, but I’ll try and keep my nose clean.”
“Expect that nose to get real dirty then.” The sudden voice gave Twilight a start, while Masquerade calmly turned his head to the source and lifted a brow.
“Roma.” Masquerade addressed the mare, “Please don't do that, only I’m allowed to surprise Twinkles.” Getting a little shove from the lavender mare.
Smirking, Roma said, “Your girl doesn't seem to think the same thing scarecrow.” While giving a semi respectable nod to Twilight, “Sparkles.”
Running her eyes over the two, the tomato vendor asked, “So, what’s got the two of you all lovy-dovey?” Able to feel the content waves of happiness and love from Twilight, while Masquerade gave off only very subtle bits of being content.
Once more leaning on her stallion, Twilight told, “Oh, Mask was just making an enjoyable date for the two of us.” Beaming an absolutely joyful smile.
With a smirk still in place, Roma asked, “Then what, a roll in the hay?” Making Twilight flush while Mask looked slightly amused.
“No Roma.” Masquerade said in an even tone, “You should know that I have the upmost respect for Twilight.” Putting a limb over the mare’s shoulders, “I may joke about it, but it’s ultimately her choice how this relationship goes.”
Not showing much concern, Roma said, “Whatever scarecrow, but both you and I both know you’re thinkin’ it!” Jabbing her hoof at the stallion while having her smirk in place.
Putting up his own grin, Mask challenged, “And how far are you willing to go to test my patient's?” Gaining a spark in his eyes at the concept of somepony to spare with.
Letting out a bark of laughter, Roma shook her head, “I maybe crazy at times, but I’m not insane enough to fight you, scarecrow.” Then turned to Twilight telling, “Anyways, I actually have a message from Daisy for you, Sparkles.”
Having her attention garnered by this, Twilight nodded, “Alright, what is it she needs?” A little curious.
Jabbing a hoof in the direction of the flower ponies home, Roma told, “She had some stuff to ask you. Mostly on magic and spells, wanted to know if you could help.”
Getting elated by this, Twilight smiled, “I would be happy to!” Then tugged on the stallion telling, “Come on Mask, we have a house call to make!” Then added in, “We should also grab a few books from the library, never know what information we’ll need!”
Trying to keep-up with the suddenly leading mare, Mask protested, “But what about taking the day off!” Casting a glare at a broadly smiling Roma, who was waving her hoof at the two departing unicorn couple.
Rome bit her lip to keep her laughter in, as Twilight drug the slightly taller stallion along with her now active magic, rambling on and on about teaching magic. When they were out of sight, Roma laughed aloud and clenched her gut with her fore-hooves, “Oh, oh that’s too funny!” Roaring in laughter while falling back onto the ground.
After a few moments of this, Roma calmed down and rose from the dirt road, absently brushing the dust off her tan coat and shaking her head. Looking up, she smirked one last time before turning about and heading towards her favorite pony’s place of stay for a good chat.