//------------------------------// // Anniversary Questions // Story: More Than Just A Nerd // by SodaMcCan //------------------------------// "Wow, That was FUN!" Sweetie Belle sang. She had her head rested on Button's shoulder so that she didn't fall over from tiredness. Though it was only 4:00 p.m., She was drained from several hours filled with food, arcades, and karaoke joints. With the CMC get-together over, Sweetie Belle and Button Mash were heading to Button's house for their sleepover. "Don't fall asleep on me yet! The night hasn't even been born!" Button said, earning a couple laughs from Sweetie. He wasn't as tired as her, but he was drowsy from owning the rest of the CMC at the arcade with Sweetie. Not to mention the karaoke that she made him do. "I didn't realize that you were such a good rapper!" Sweetie said with genuine surprise. "Well, I like to write raps sometimes, it's more of a stress reliever for me than anything else. It's really not that hard, as long as you can keep up with the beat." He replied, shrugging his shoulders. "Seriously though, you did really good!" She cheered kindly. I wish he'd give himself more credit. "Not as good as you are at singing though." He said. That sentence and the smile he gave with it made Sweetie's heart melt. They looked each other in the eyes for a couple seconds. The moment was cut short when Sweetie let out a big yawn. She collapsed her head on Button's shoulder again. "Thanks Button." She whispered, now barely awake. Welp. Guess I'm carrying her the rest of the way. At least my house isn't too far. Thought Button, now needing to half carry Sweetie Belle. He didn't mind, this was one of the usual things to happen when he was with Sweetie. She was always up in his personal space, and he liked it. He thought she was funny, nice, great at gaming, she had an incredible singing voice, and of course She was breathtakingly beautiful! What did she see in me to become my closest friend? He thought to himself, continuing his walk home, Sweetie Belle half asleep on his shoulder. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Knock! Knock! Knock! Went the front door, waking up the stallion who was taking a siesta on a chair in the living room. "Hold on!" yelled the stallion. He stretched as He got up, as to not have any cramps. He walked over to the door and opened it, he saw his son and a familiar filly. He chuckled when he saw his son struggling to hold the filly up on his shoulder. "Welcome back Button, and Sweetie Belle." The stallion moved to the side to allow them in. "Hello Mr. Mash." Sweetie yawned. "You two must have partied like me back in my college days of you're comin' home lookin' this drained!" Mr. Mash laughed. "Don't worry, a couple sodas or a cup of coffee and she'll be fine." Button said, heaving Sweetie through the door. "Did somepony say coffee?" Sweetie asked, making both Button and his dad laugh out loud. "Haha, well I'll go brew some joe, you two just chill here." The older stallion said, turning around and heading for the kitchen. This left Button and Sweetie to plop down on a couch, Sweetie finally leaving Button's shoulder in exchange for a much softer pillow to take a quick power nap. Aww, she's so cute when she sleeps!!! Button squeed inwardly. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ A few minutes later, Button's dad returned to the living room with two cups of coffee. Once the smell of it reached Sweetie's nose, she quickly sat up with an eager look on her face. "Careful, it's hot." Said Mr. Mash as he gave the cups to the two teens. They took the coffee from him with big smiles. "Thanks dad." Button said. He took a sniff of the coffee, making his smile grow even bigger. "OW!" Sweetie yelped, the hot liquid stinging her lips. "He said it was hot!" Button teased, his dad snickering "I know!" She groaned, blowing on her coffee before taking another sip. She grinned as the taste of her drink filled her mouth. "Mmm...that's some good stuff Mr. Mash." She said. "Thanks. Now, How's your day been you two?" Mr. Mash asked. "It was great!" Button cheered, nearly spilling his coffee on himself. "Well tell me about it." His dad said, intrigued. Button spent the next few minutes telling his father all about his and Sweetie's day. While he was doing that, Sweetie was slowly drinking her coffee. With every sip she gained some of her usual energy back. "Sounds like you guys had a fun day!" Mr. Mash exclaimed smiling. "Oh we sure did!" Exclaimed Button and Sweetie in unison. "Hehe...well if you two don't mind, there's a baseball game on right now that I kinda wanna watch." Mr. Mash said as he grabbed the TV remote and turned on the television. "No problem dad. C'mon Sweetie Belle, let's head up to my room." Button held out a hoof for Sweetie to help her up off the couch. "Alright." Sweetie said, taking Button's hoof to pull herself up. Once she was up, Button started trotting over to the staircase, so Sweetie followed. As she was walking down the hall she began reminiscing about the first time she had met Button. Five years ago today I met him. Hehe... Guess I lost track of time! Probably because the past few years have been so fun with him around! I wish he would have joined the club...Oh Well. She then did the same thing she did give years ago, and looked over Button. He hasn't changed much has he? Just a bit taller is all. Still as cute as ever! She started blushing. I just wish he could take a hint! Maybe he doesn't like me like I like him. She started to feel down when she thought that. So she shook off the thought, not wanting it to ruin her time with Button. By the time she was done thinking they were upstairs at the door of Button's room. "After you m'lady." Button said, opening his door to let Sweetie Belle in. "Why thank you kind sir!" Sweetie said giggling and blushing as she stepped into his room. Once she got through the door, She began to scan the room,. At the far end of the room was Button's bed with a TV at the door of it. Under the TV was all of his consoles, such as the different neighstations and Xboxes. At the side of the bed was his desk which held his monster of a gaming PC. She also noticed the door on the far right side of the room that was padlocked.She was confused as to why the door was locked up, it had been like that ever since the first time she had been in Button's room a long time ago. Her pondering was interrupted by the sound of Button's voice. "Soooo...like what I've done with the place?" Button asked as he sat down in the rolling chair at his desk. "Oh, yeah! It looks great! A lot cleaner than the last time I was here!" She laughed. She skipped over and flopped on to his bed. She rolled over to face Button. "So, we got a few hours. What do you want to do first?" Sweetie asked, using her hooves to prop up Her head. "I dunno. Left 4 Dead 2 on Xbox?" Button said. "Sure!" Sweetie exclaimed. "'kay let's do this!" Button jumped on his bed next to Sweetie. He grabbed two controllers off the charging rack. He tossed one to Sweetie and turned on his Xbox 360. “Ready to kill some zombies!?” Button exclaimed “Heck yeah!” Sweetie cheered, preparing to fight her way through endless hordes of the undead. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ A few hours had gone by and the two teens had moved on from slaughtering zombies to watching movies. They settled on watching all the Star Wars movies, even the bad ones, to prepare themselves for the upcoming 7th installment. They were now about half way through Return of the jedi. “Dammit, I can’t freakin’ wait for the new movie!” Button exclaimed, spilling a few bits of popcorn from the bowl him and Sweetie Belle were sharing. Sweetie laughed at his nerdy outburst. “Me too! lets just hope Disneigh doesn’t screw it up.” Sweetie said, still giggling. “Hehe...yeah, I trust ‘em.” Button said, settling back down to continue watching the movie. As he did this, Sweetie yawned and turned her head to the clock on Button’s desk. It read 10:30 at night. As soon as she realized just how late it was getting her energy level plummeted. She knew pretty soon she was going to fall asleep, but she had a couple things on her mind she wanted to ask Button first. “Hey Button, you know today is the fifth anniversary of us meeting each other right?” Sweetie inquired. “Hehe...yep, it sure is!” Button said cheerfully, Looking down at Sweetie. “I told you how we found your house because I heard a violin right?” Sweetie questioned again. She noticed that Button seemed to start looking a bit nervous. “y-yeah, you did. Why?” Button said awkwardly. Please don’t ask it please don’t ask it! “well...Who exactly was playing that violin?” DAMMIT! SHE ASKED IT!!! Button did a double take, a clear look of nervousness on his face. “U-uh i-i-it was...my dad! Yeah my dad! He used to play violin back then!” Button Stammered, a couple drops of sweat persperating down his face. “Really? We didn’t see him at your house.” Sweetie asked with a very confused look on her face. She was wondering why Button looked so scared. “Y-you had just missed him, he left before you got there!” Button rubbed the back of his neck, a clear sign of being uncomfortable. Sweetie just shrugged her shoulders a bit, accepting his answer for the time being. She yawned once again and settled back down on the bed. “Hey Button, one more thing.” Sweetie began. She slid her hind legs under the covers of the bed, she turned her body over to face Button. Her eyes half closed because of how tired she was and to add effect to what she was about to ask. “You don’t mind if I sleep in your bed...do you?” She whispered flirtatiously. Button, now had a very noticeable blush that stretched from one side of his face to the other. Well that wasn’t the plan. Ah to Hell with it! “Y-yeah, sure you ca-” Before he could even finish his sentence, Sweetie Belle had already passed out with her fore-legs wrapped around his neck like he was a big plushie. Button just giggled a bit as he looked at the sleeping filly. He let out a small yawn, signaling that he too was going to succumb to his tiredness. The colt grabbed the remote and flick his TV off. Once he got into a comfortable position, with Sweetie still snuggling up to him, he thought back to the question she asked a few minutes prior. I can’t tell her, I just can't risk everything I have now. Not after what happened at my old school. Maybe one day. Button snuggled Sweetie back as he thought. Maybe one day.