Vive Las Pegasus

by Inkquill

Surprise, Surprise?

Butterscotch trotted about his cottage, humming merrily to himself as he dusted off his living room coffee table. It was early in the morning and he had just finished feeding his animal friends their morning meal, deciding to get some morning cleaning done whilst they ate.

The cottage sparkled with cleanliness, causing Butterscotch to smile. “Not too shabby,” he said to himself. “Hmm, okay, the animals have been fed, I’ve swept, dusted, dishes are drying… I think I’m done.”

With a joyful smile he sank into the soft cushions of his couch to rest. He sat there with his eyes closed for a while before opening and sitting up. He hadn’t any real plans for the day and besides his regular schedule of tending to his animals he realized that there really anything to do.

Things were just so quiet…

After another moment of simply sitting in silence, Butterscotch noticed how grimy his coat felt. Looking at his forelegs, he could see some excess dust from earlier coated them, and he could feel how oily his mane felt. Probably from him sweating when he fed the animals.

“Oh my, I think I could go for a nice hot shower right about now.” He said hopping of his couch. Fluttering his wings, he flew up the stairwell to his upstairs bathroom looking forward to his cleansing bath. However his ears perked up as he turned the corner, “Hmm?”

Turing his ears to the source of the noise, he could tell it was coming from his bathroom; the sound of the shower running.

Cocking his head, a bit of worry filled him. Was there somepony else here?

Setting himself down of the floor, he slowly approached the bathroom door. It wasn’t totally shut, as wisps of steam drifted out from between the door and its frame. As he got closer he began to hear another sound. Singing? No, more like humming.

Opening the door, his face was bathed by a billowing wall of steam. Stepping inside he looked towards the shower curtain, which was partially see through and embroiled with rosy butterflies that matched his cutie mark. He could see the distorted slender shape of a figure behind it.

Slowly, and quite nervously, Butterscotch reached out to the shower curtain, holding a plunger in his free hoof like a sword for security.
Clutching the curtain in his hooves, he bit his lips, trying to muster up the courage to confront this unknown intruder. Taking a deep breath, he swallowed his fear and quickly yanked the curtain away, holding up the plunger in case of an attack.

His eyes went wide at what he saw.

“Winter Wrap Up! Winter Wrap Up!” Sang Eris merrily. Her eyes were closed and she was too lost in her own singing to notice the young Pegasus that was staring at her.

Her coat was completely soaked; water and suds cascading off her slender form. Butterscotch felt his cheeks flush with color and he looked her up and down. He noticed how her mane flowed over her shoulders and down her back; how her coat glistened with moisture and cleanliness.

“Let's finish our holiday cheer Winter Wrap Up! Winter Wrap~!” Eris’s singing was cut off abruptly as she felt a cold breeze brush against her waist. Whipping the suds from her eyes she turned her head, her crimson eyes meeting with Butter’s teal. The two of them froze as they just stared at each other for what seemed like forever.

Finally Eris broke the silence with a girly, “EEEEEEEEEPPPPPP~!”

Butterscotch flew back as Eris grabbed the nearest towel in her mismatched hands and brought it to her body like a frightened yet modest school filly.

“I’M SORRY! I’M SORRY!” Butterscotch shouted back holding up his hooves innocently.

Stepping of the shower, now wrapped with her towel, Eris gave him a slight mischievous glare. “Hmph~! Peeping on a mare whilst she’s showering are we dear Butters?”

Butterscotch felt his cheeks flush even more with blood. “I, I.. I wasn't peeping! But, Eris what are you doing in my shower?” He asked innocently.

“What does it look like?” She said magically wrapping her mane in another towel and letting a coy smile dance across her lips. “I’m showering. Can’t a lady freshen herself when she pleases?”

"W-well, of course you can...freshen yourself...but why my shower?!"

Leaning down, Eris flashed him with a cheeky smile, placing her finger on his nose playfully, “Well why not? It’s so cozy and warm.” She purred.

With his cheeks not a profound bright red, Butterscotch stuttered rapidly, “Inthatcase, I'llletyoufinish! Seeyoudownstairs, illgoputonsometea!” He said dashing out of the bathroom, leaving Eris once again alone. She was somewhat taken off guard. So, she just stood there for a moment as he dashed down the hall.

Standing back up straight she crossed her arms and pouted slightly, “So much for Plan 'Peek-A-Boo.” She groaned.

After she had fully dried her coat and thoroughly brushed through her hair, Eris joined the still slightly bewildered pegasus in his living room. He had prepared their traditional tea and marzipan cream cakes and had set them on the coffee table. Levitating a freshly poured cup of tea to her lips, Eris elegantly sipped it; mimicking, if not comically exaggerating the common image of a Canterlot noblemare. This caused Butterscotch to smile and relax a little.

Offering her one of the cream cakes, the pegasus stallion spoke warmly, “So Eris, what brings you here? You didn't say you were coming by today in your last letter.”

Eris smiled and playfully scoffed at him, “Do I need a reason to visit my favorite stallion?” She mused.

Butterscotch shook his head, “Oh no no, you're perfectly welcomed.” Butterscotch felt his cheeks begin to blush again at Eris’s words. He decided not to read too much into them and simply nodded with a smile before turning towards the kitchen. “Well let me just go check on the biscuits, be right back~” He was cut off and he let out a small squeak as he felt her body coiled around his, lifting him upwards in her arms. She was smiling brightly and Butterscotch noticed a twinkling in her eyes.

She was excited about something he could tell, and he was starting to suspect that this wasn't a simple random visit. “Oh my dear, dear Butterscotch, have I told you recently that you are my most wonderful friend in all of Equestria?” She cooed, causing him to look at her curiously.

“U-um… y-yes, you have, at least three times this week.” He whispered in reply, still being held in her forearms. She levitated herself, and Butterscotch back over to the couch and laid herself down on top of it, with Butterscotch, in correspondence, laying on top of her.

She cradled him like a teddy bear, giggling with excitement, “Hmm, I have haven't I?” She playfully pondered, tapping her chin with a claw, “Well, in that case, have I ever done anything to show you?”

What did she mean by that? Butterscotch pondered to himself.

“Aww, Eris… you don’t have to show me anything. I already know...how much you care about me~”

At least...I think do. Butterscotch thought to himself.

“Yes, well… that’s fun and all, but I intend to follow your teachings thoroughly,” she said magically conjuring up a school uniform for herself and a teacher's suit for him. “So I thought, should best friends give each other gifts, even if it's just for the fun of it?”

Butterscotch’s eyes widened as Eris snapped her fingers together and magically made a ticket appear with a flash of light in her paw. Shifting her digits, she fanned it out to reveal seven identical golden slips.

“W-what are those?” He asked in surprise as she held them up to him. He gasped, is jaw dropping slightly as he read their labeling and he took them in his hooves, a wide smile decorating his muzzle.

“Oh my goodness, Eris, you didn't?!”

“That’s right! I got us, the guys and Barb all tickets to the next Shim and Sham show in Las Pegasus! I know how much you’ve always wanted to see those white lions, so I thought I’d surprise you.” She exclaimed with a girlish glee. “Oh, I knew you’d love them~”

“But… how?! I mean this shows been sold out for months!”

“Oh… I have my ways.” She replied rubbing her knuckles into her chest tuft.

Hearing this brought a sneaking suspicion to the Pegasus as he stared at the tickets, “Oh, Eris… you didn't… steal these did you?”

Eris scoffed at his question, feeling a little insulted by it, “What!? Steal?! I would never commit such a treacherous act.” She said turning from him and crossing her arms.

“Oh no no no! I didn't mean it like that Eris!” He stuttered raising his hooves in defense, “I, well maybe… no! I mean… oh!” Butterscotch panicked, putting his hooves to his head and shaking his head in distress.

Eris looked back to him, hearing the sadness in his voice. “Oh sweetheart I’m sorry,” she said nuzzling him. “I was only teasing… please don’t cry, I can’t stand to see you cry… I didn't steal them. I went to the production mare and… convinced her how much publicity the show would get if… well… you and the guys attended.”

Eris waited for his response, he hand hidden his face behind his made so his face was obscured. She looked at him with sincere concern in her eyes.

After some tense silence, Butterscotch parted his mane to so she could see his face… wearing a little mischievous smirk. “Got ya.” He giggled.

“You little sneak!” She shouted as Butterscotch let out a little fit of giggles. She eventually joined in and pulled him into another warm hug.

“You know? I think I might be rubbing off on you.”

“Oh my, hehe, well, maybe just a tad.” He jest.

Finally settling down, the two caught their breath and looked at each other with sincere smiles. They looked at each other a for a while. Simply staring in silence. This time, it was Eris’s turn to blush. Butterscotch had really fooled her, and she couldn't help but smile at that. She didn't know why, but it made her feel so warm inside…

“Well.” Butterscotch finally said. “How about we go tell the others and start getting our things ready?”

Eris snapped out of her thoughts and nodded to him once again with that bright smile of hers. Snapping her fingers, she summoned a flowery button up shirt and white hat with sunglasses. “Sounds like a plan jack, I’ll get the martinis and the sun-screen!”

A bright flash filled the room and Butterscotch shielded his eyes. After a moment he opened them again and his jaw dropped to see a literal mountain of what looked like shopping bags, all filled with random assortments of clothes, nick knacks and baubles. Eris glanced at the packages and then back to Butterscotch, “What? Too much?”