//------------------------------// // Just another Monday Pt.1 // Story: The Pie of my Eye // by Azure_Shadow //------------------------------// It was a quiet fall morning in the suburban parts of Canterlot. The streets were mostly quiet, save for some cars driving down the streets, mainly people on their way to work, or dropping their kids off at school. On this ordinary Monday morning, Swift Justice was walking along the sidewalk on his way to school. Usually he’d get a ride from Flash, Thunderlane, or just ride his bike, but this time, Swift decided to take the fifteen minute walk from his house to Canterlot High, mainly because the autumn season was near its end, and winter would be setting in very quickly. Swift decided if he wanted to take a nice quiet walk to school, he’d better do it while his legs weren’t knee deep in unshoveled snow. He enjoyed the quiet tranquility of the suburb while it was still early in the morning. To him, sometimes it was nice to be taking a walk all by himself with only his thoughts accompanying him, and boy, were his thoughts talkative today. As he went along his normal route to school, a memory from after the dance kept replaying in his head; back when Twilight hugged him tightly.         Swift  touched his hand to the area on his chest around his heart where Twilight’s head was when she hugged him. Even now, a few days later just remembering the event made Swift feel warm inside, it made him feel confused to say the least. As if that wasn’t enough, Swift also had something that Twilight said running through his head as well.           I just wanted to let you know...that the dance we shared...it...it...I can’t describe it...it was just...it gave me a special feeling inside.         Those were the words that Twilight said as she hugged him, the moment where he could feel his heart go faster and his cheeks glow brighter. Swift tried remembering the exact feeling as he held his heavy fall jacket close to his body. Swift may have had difficulties understanding girls and their unknown to him ways, but not even the densest of guys...okay, maybe most of the densest of guys wouldn’t ignore a move like the one Twilight made. Swift was in the latter of the two groups of guys for the most part.         “Does...does Twilight like me?” Swift muttered to himself as he continued down his path, feeling stupid for asking the question when he already knew the answer. Until the day of the dance, Swift never really thought that Twilight liked him as much more than a friend, but the things that she said were making him think otherwise. The dance made him reconsider how Twilight acted around him on an average day. Usually she was just fine talking to him, just like any other person, though she did tend to stutter at times when talking. At first he just thought it was because she’s a shy girl, but if what he was thinking was true, it’d certainly explain Twilight’s behavior. It wasn’t one hundred percent out of the question, and that’s what made Swift uneasy for a number of reasons.         First off, Swift still held feelings for Pinkie Pie; ever since he first met her in his freshman year of high school, he’s been enamored by Pinkie’s personality, and overall demeanor for years now. He’s had feelings for her for a while, he thought he was getting somewhere with her before the dance, but then Caramel had to show up. “No, no.” Swift said as he shook his head. “I tripped, Caramel saved her.” he reminded himself, he was still kicking himself about that a little over what had happened back then, but he knew it was pointless thinking back on it now. Either way, he still really liked her, and still wanted to figure out how he could try getting close to her. Second, Flash still had a thing for Twilight, and even though he was being a prick about the whole dance thing, Swift still wanted him to succeed in his endeavors, even if it was to just make him stop complaining about not being able to get Twilight’s attention. Maybe later he’d try helping him once they got things sorted between each other, but first, Swift wanted to make absolutely sure that Twilight did have a thing for him. He’d find out today, probably soon as the school came into view. All Swift had to do was go up to  his first period class and wait for Twilight to get there, it was simple, just go to class and talk to her, what could mess that up? *********************************         ‘Where’s Twilight?’ Swift wondered to himself as students started to come into the chemistry room. The clock read eleven fifty four; one minute until class began, and Twilight’s desk remained empty. Swift looked to see some final students pour into the room before the teacher took one last look into the hallway before closing the door to the classroom and walking back over to his desk. Swift then glanced over to Flash, who was facing the board, he glanced back at Swift and raised an eyebrow.         “Is Twilight absent today?” he asked.         “I think she is, or she’s just late.” Swift answered, to which Flash nodded and turned his attention to the front board, where the teacher was trying to get everyone’s attention on the day’s lesson. About ten or fifteen minutes passed and Twilight still didn’t show up. Swift simply thought she was late to class, but he wasn’t sure. For now, he was just listening to his teacher’s long ramblings on...something regarding chemicals, Swift didn’t know, he wasn’t really paying attention. After a few more minutes of pretending to listen to the teacher, Swift glanced once more over to Twilight’s empty seat. He didn’t have a lot of options at the moment, he was still bored, and the teacher wouldn't stop talking about something or another.         ‘Blegh...I wish there was something mildly entertaining I could do.’ Swift thought to himself as he glanced down at his chest. It was at that moment, Swift was struck with an idea. Making sure the teacher wasn’t looking at him as per usual, Swift reached into his hoodie’s pocket and pulled out his cell phone and started looking through different websites regarding video game and anime news, checking up on anything new, in addition to going through some comedy websites to find some funny pictures. It wasn’t very often he did this anymore, usually if Twilight were sitting next to him, she’d whisper at him harshly to get off of his phone, or just give him a glare. ‘Wait a sec...Oh! I know what I can do!’ Swift thought as he went through his phone’s contact list until he eventually made it down to Twilight’s contact, which she gave him before the dance. ‘I’ll just text Twilight to see what she’s up to!’ It beats doing nothing. Swift told himself as he started typing down on his phone.         Hey, Twilight! You there? Swift texted before sending it, he waited for a few minutes, looking back at the other students who either were or weren’t paying attention. He watched Flash for a few seconds until he felt a slight rumble; he looked back to his phone to see that Twilight had texted him back.         Umm...Hello Swift, yes I am. The text replied. Swift smiled as he began typing a reply.         Ah, cool. I was just wondering wondering what was going on with you. Swift texted to Twilight, after which he only had to wait a few moments before her reply.         I’m sick unfortunately. I believe I might have caught a 24 hour bug, so my sister-in-law forced me to stay home. Twilight texted back.         I see, that really sucks. Swift texted. So...what’re you up to?         I’m currently lying in bed while texting you when you should be paying attention in class. Twilight replied. Swift could feel her deadpanning from all the way across town.         I know, I know, I was just worried about you. Swift typed back. It took a few seconds before Twilight texted him back.         I appreciate the concern Swift, but you really should pay attention. You always tell me about how you think this class is difficult, you should listen to what the teacher says so you can have a better understanding of the new unit. the text read.         Yeah, you’re right, I’ll try paying more attention now, sorry for bothering you Twilight.         Good, it’ll help you understand the subject more. And it’s fine Swift, I’m just lying here in my bed destroying my tissue box while I’d much rather be learning. Twilight said in reply.         ‘Poor Twilight. Swift thought to himself It must not be easy to be sick on a Monday, usually that’s the day we get swamped with the most amount of homework, I can only imagine how bad that must be for her considering how smart she is she probably takes advanced courses. I hear those classes really tack on the homework. He continued thinking. Plus, it also stinks because if I want to see if she likes me, I’d much rather it be in person, I’m not quite sure about just texting her “Hey Twilight! Ya got the hots for me or somethin’!?”’. Swift thought until his eyes quickly shot open as he began texting Twilight again.         Wait, Twilight, are you still there?         Yes Swift, I am. Why aren’t you paying attention to class?               I just wanted to ask if you wanted me to grab the work you’re going to miss today. Just wondering, You don’t really seem to me like the kind of person who’d want to get too far behind in her work. Swift texted, staring at the phone and watching for Twilight’s next text.         Oh, you don’t need to go through the trouble of doing that, I’ll just catch up with my work later, though it’ll kind of stink that if I’m better I won’t be able to spend as much time with my friends..         It wouldn’t be any trouble, I’d be more than happy to help you out, if you’d want me to, if you don’t, I understand, I just wanted to know cause I’m not busy after school. Swift said back. At this point he expected a thanks for offering and a ‘pay attention to class!!’ text from Twilight, but then he saw her newest text.         Umm...are you sure? I wouldn’t want you to get sick or anything..         Swift smiled. It’d be fine, I heard a bug was going around school for the past few weeks, if this is the same bug everyone’s been getting, then I already had it when I was absent two weeks ago, and if it’s a different bug, I won’t hold it against you if I get sick, lol!         Heh..Well...I suppose it wouldn’t hurt for you to just come to drop off my assignments. Are you sure about this Swift?         Absolutely! I’m happy to help! Swift answered with a smile on his face. He didn’t need to wait long to get a reply.         Well...sure, if it wouldn’t trouble you to help me. Thanks Swift, I really appreciate it. Now, PAY ATTENTION TO CLASS!!! read Twilight’s text, which caused Swift to chuckle.         Heh, alright Twilight, I will, hope you feel better, I’ll see you after class! Swift promised, and with that, he sent the final text to Twilight and went back to paying attention to class. ********************************         After class, Swift got the work that Twilight needed for Chemistry and began going to a few of the different classes she had. At first, he thought it’d be difficult to get Twilight’s schoolwork from teachers he’s personally never met before, but once he told them why he was there, they quickly gave him Twilight’s missed work and told him that she’d sent them all an email explaining Swift’s appearance, which Swift thought was very helpful. Once after a few classes, he was able to get everything that Twilight needed and stored all of it into his locker for safekeeping. As he shut the door to his locker, he saw Flash was slowly walking towards him, which made him feel a bit worried. Flash currently had his hands in his pockets as he came towards Swift with a guilt-ridden expression on his face, stopping a few steps away from him.         “Umm...Hey...Swift.” Flash mumbled, looking away from his cyan skinned friend as he awkwardly scratched the back on his head.         “Hi...Flash…” Swift replied. “So umm...how’re you doing?”         “I’ve been fine, same as usual.” Flash said with a brief nod.         “Ah, that’s good...that’s good.” Swift said, not sure of what else to say.         “Hey Swift...listen, about what went down at the dance...I’m…*sigh*...I’m sorry about how I acted...I’ll admit it...I overreacted...bad.” Flash said with a note of sorrow in his voice.         “It's alright man..”         Flash shook his head. “No, it’s not alright Swift, I was salty as all hell when you told me that Twilight asked you to the dance and not me, I just sort of...blew up, and that wasn’t cool of me.”         “Yeah...you do have a tendency to get...overly emotional when stuff doesn’t go your way.” Swift reminded Flash, thinking back to both before the dance and when Flash was first rejected by Twilight.         “I know...I know...it wasn’t cool of me to go off on you like that just because Twilight was your date for one dance. I mean...thinking about it, there was no reason she wouldn’t ask you instead of me, you talk to her way more, and I’m barely able to talk to her at all.” Flash explained. “But still, I didn’t realize that, and I yelled at you, and I know you! I mean, you’ve been crazy for Pinkie Pie for the past three years! Just because you had one dance with Twilight doesn’t change that fact, right?”         “Yeah, of course, I think Pinkie is amazing!” Swift confirmed as he nodded his head, to which Flash grinned.         “Right! You still really like Pinkie Pie! And you want to date her!”         “That’s right! Dating Pinkie would be flipping amazing, though I don’t really know how to go about doing it.” Swift explained.         “I know how you can do it dude, just walk up to her and say ‘Hey Pinkie! What’s say we go on a date sometime?’.” Flash said as he tried mimicking Swift’s voice.         Swift grimaced. “I...I don’t know dude...a girl like Pinkie Pie...you can’t just...approach her.”         “Sure you can!” Flash said as he put an arm around Swift. “Dude, Pinkie Pie is like, one of the most approachable girls I’ve ever met!”         “Says you!” Swift said with a look of surprise on his face. “Pinkie is one of our school’s best cheerleaders, she’s the president of the school’s party planning committee, and she’s one of the most well known and well liked girls in school! A guy like me has no chance!!”         “That right there is quitter talk Swift, and I’ll tell you right now, that none of that stuff you said about her matters. Pinkie is single! And you say she’s hard to approach, you couldn’t be more wrong dude! Pinkie loves it when people approach, hell, she’ll approach them just to talk to them! She’s quite possibly the most people person I’ve ever met, you go up to her and she’ll meet you with a smile and a ‘Hiya!!’.” Flash explained, imitating Pinkie now.  “In fact, I think Pinkie probably wants to date somebody, but no one has had the stones to ask her out yet!”         “Well...that does sound possible.” Swift agreed, thinking of how hard it was for him to not just admire Pinkie from afar.         “Think about it man, Pinkie Pie is probably just waiting for some brave guy to walk up to her, look her straight in the eye, and ask her ‘Would you like to go on a date with me?’. Simple as that!” Flash exclaimed to a still nervous Swift.         “Well...it does sound easy when you put it that way…”         “It IS easy buddy! Just think about it, you see Pinkie alone sometime, looking all pretty as usual, she’s humming some cheery tune, but then sees you walking up to her. You say hi, and chat her up for a little bit, talking about this and that, and then, you look into those beautiful, clear aqua blue eyes of hers and ask her if she wants to go out! You know what’ll happen? My guess is that she’ll gasp loudly, her eyes will go wide, she’ll ask ‘Really!?”, and then, when you say yes, she’ll get a huge smile and she’ll say yes too, she might even hug you after that!” Flash continued, with Swift listening intently on his each and every word.         “That...does sound really, really nice…” Swift said. “But...I don’t know man…”         Flash turned so he was in front of Swift, and put each of his hands on his shoulders. “Swift, listen. You are an awesome guy, you’re kind, sincere, a gentleman, and, no homo, but you’re also pretty good looking, again, no homo.”         “Umm...thanks man.” Swift said, still feeling a little awkward from that comment. “You...think I have a chance?”         “You have a pretty damn good chance Swift, I know you, which means I know that you’re the kind of guy Pinkie would really like going out with.” Flash said as he gave Swift a reassuring smile.         “Thanks man...it’s nice to know you think that way.” Swift said as he returned Flash’s smile.         “Next time you see Pinkie alone somewhere, try just talking to her, and if you’re feeling confident, ask her out, I think that’ll be all it takes with her.” Flash instructed. Swift took a few moments to consider what Flash was saying as he looked down to the floor, after a few moments he nodded and looked Flash in the eyes once more.         “You know Flash...I think I’m going to try that the next chance I get.” Swift said, still sounding a bit nervous, but with a look of conviction on his face. “Maybe you’re right, I’ll never know unless I go for it, right?”         “Right! You can do this buddy, I believe in you , and Thunderlane believes in you, now, all that’s left..” Flash continued as he poked Swift in the chest. “Is for you to believe in yourself.”         “You’re right...I can do this!” Swift declared.         “Yeah!”         “I’m gonna try Flash, I’m...I’m going to give it my best shot!” Swift said with a note of determination in his voice.         “Thatta boy Swift, you can do this!” Flash assured his friend. Swift noded once more before fist bumping Flash. **************************************************         The school day went on rather uneventfully after Swift’s talk with Flash. Thunderlane was right, Flash did seem to calm down during the weekend about the whole Twilight thing, which Swift was thankful for.           ‘Oh shit! That’s right! Twilight!’ Swift thought to himself. It was the end of the day, and Swift almost forgot to get the last of the work Twilight needed, and it was the very end of the day! Swift hoped that the last teacher he needed to see didn’t leave already. He looked at the last classroom number Twilight gave him and ran through the school to find it. Eventually, he came upon the classroom and met the teacher as she was about to come out; Mrs. Harshwhinny seemed a tad annoyed as she was about to lock up, but the went back into her room and got what Twilight needed. Happy he got the last of the assignments, Swift put the last of Twilight’s assignments into his backpack and slung it over his shoulder he walked out of the classroom and made his way towards the nearest exit to the school. He almost made it to the door, until he caught something in the corner of his eye; something...pink. Swift stopped walking and looked to his right. Standing by a locker, putting in her combination was none other than Pinkie Pie, humming a happy tune as she moved around her locker dial. Swift smiled as he looked at her, he could honestly look at her all day if he was allowed to, Pinkie had to be one of, if not the most beautiful and unique girls he’s ever seen. He loved everything about her, her giggle, her adorable peppy disposition, and who could forget her large, beautiful, bountiful, eye catching, voluptuous, hair! All parts of Pinkie Swift thought were lovely, especially those beautiful sky blue eyes that she was currently looking at him with!         “Hiya Swift!!” Pinkie greeted with that wonderful high pitched voice as she excitedly waved her hand at Swift. Poor sucker, he was entranced by Pinkie’s beauty, he didn’t realize for a few seconds she was talking to him.         “H-Huh? O-Oh, hi Pinkie!” Swift greeted back, slightly embarrassed that she saw him like that. “What’s up?”         “Oh nothin’! School is over! So it’s time I get my stuff and go home!!” Pinkie cheered as she opened up her locker, as she opened it, it was almost as if the locker barfed out Pinkie’s belongings, papers, books, binders, and other miscellaneous items spilled out onto the floor of the hall. “Oopsie..heh..” Pinkie said with a sheepish smile as she bent down to pick up her stuff.         “Umm...h-here Pinkie, let me help you with that.” Swift said as he crouched down and started to help put things in Pinkie's locker.         “Hehe..thanks Swift, I’m a teeny tiny bit unorganized.” Pinkie said with an awkward chuckle.         “Heh, I can see that.” Swift said as he grabbed some crumpled up papers and threw them into Pinkie’s locker. “Your locker is really crowded.”         “Yeah, I know, usually I’m able to get my stuff before everything crashes down but sometimes it..” Pinkie was going to continue, but then more of her personal belongings came out of her locker and nearly buried her and Swift. Swift looked at the pile wide eyed and then glanced back at Pinkie, who was buried and only her hair was sticking out of the pile. Her head quickly sprang up as she exhaled, spitting out a large amount of gummy fish as if she was submerged in a candy sea. “...comes down anyways..”         “Well...don’t you think at some point you should bring a trash bag or something and clean your locker out? Finding things usually must be really difficult.” Swift assumed.         “I know I should..but this is all super important school stuff Swift! What if I need all of it some day!?” Pinkie asked in what sounded like a slightly upset tone.         “I don’t mean to make you upset or anything Pinkie..I’m just asking, do you think you need some of this stuff? For school I mean?” Swift asked as he brought out a half eaten box of cookies.         “I might need that for when I’m hungry!” Pinkie explained as she grabbed the box and threw it back into her locker. Swift fished around in the pile more before bringing out some water wings and some deflated arm floaties. He gave her a confused look, Pinkie looked away, ashamed. “I’m...taking a swimming class after school…” she said, which caused Swift to replace his confused look for a saddened one.         “R-Really?” Swift asked, to which Pinkie nodded.         “I’m not the world’s best swimmer...back home we didn’t have any places we could swim. We were land locked. I’ve been trying to get better at it..I don’t really want to sit out during the swimming unit in gym class again.” Pinkie told Swift as her hair seemingly deflated with sadness, seeing which made feel like a nail of guilt was being hammered into his heart.         ‘Way to go dumbass!’ Swift thought, mentally kicking himself.         “S-Sorry Pinkie...I didn’t mean to bring that up.” Swift apologized as he put the water wings and the arm floaties back into the locker.         “It’s okay Swift, but...could you keep it a secret? I have a small gym class, and people said they wouldn’t tell there...I’m a tiny bit embarrassed.” Pinkie said as she looked at Swift with pleading eyes.         Swift nodded. “Of course Pinkie, your secret is safe with me! And don’t worry, I know you can become a great swimmer!” he encouraged as he gave her a great big smile.         “Really Swift?...you think I can be?” Pinkie asked as she stared at him.         “I’m sure you can! Heck, I can swim like a flipping torpedo!” Swift boasted as he put a thumb to his chest.         “Really Swift!?” Pinkie asked.         “Mmhmm! I’ve been swimming since I was four! I do it all the time when I’m able! If a guy like me can swim, than I’m more than confident that an amazing girl like you can swim just as well, if not better!” Swift assured her as he kept grinning at her. This show of support appeared to be enough for Pinkie, as her hair seemingly re-inflated as she too grinned.         “Amazing girl...thanks Swift! If you’re so confident in me, than I’m sure I can learn!” Pinkie cheered. “Maybe one day when I’m done with the classes, I can show you how good I’ve gotten!”         “Heh, that’d be great Pinkie, I’d really like that.” Swift said as he nodded happily. “Now, how about we try picking up the rest of this stuff and getting it back into your locker?”         “Sounds like a plan Stan!” Pinkie chirped, and with that, the two of them began sorting through Pinkie’s pile more as they put stuff back into the locker as well as putting stuff Pinkie needed from her classes in her cartoon cat shaped backpack. While doing so, Swift managed to help Pinkie throw away some minor things she didn’t need, like old bags, wrappers, and boxes of candy and treats that she’d kept in there for who knows how long, making everything a little bit more manageable. As they were going, they kept talking about this and that, and things happening in their lives and in school.         “And that’s why we can’t have a dog in the house.” Swift said, finishing up a story which was met with a howl of laughter from Pinkie.         “Hahahaha! So wait...a group of three really really big dogs growled and barked at your cat, and your cat scratches all of their noses, and they run away!? Hehehe, you’re kitty is cool Swift!” Pinkie laughed as she threw more junk into her locker,         “Hehe yeah, Beowulf is an awesome cat, I just wish I had a video of him chasing the three dogs down the sidewalk, that was priceless!” Swift said with a chuckle as he was rummaging through the pile.         “That sounds like it would’ve been one heck of a viral video.” Pinkie giggled as she too was rummaging through the pile. “So I guess your family doesn’t need a guard dog huh?”         “Heh, heck no! That’s what Beowulf’s for! He’s a million times more ferocious than any guard dog, plus he doesn’t eat as much or poop on your carpet!” Swift explained. “It’s awesome.”         “Sounds like it!” Pinkie agreed as the two of them kept putting stuff away. They filled the locker with more of Pinkie’s things as they continued talking. More and more things were put away as the pile got smaller and smaller. Swift kept nonchalantly grabbing things and tossing them in, occasionally if he found something odd or interesting he’d ask Pinkie about it and she’d explain what it was for. As he dug his hand through more of the pile, his hand eventually came upon something odd. Swift retracted his hand from the pile to see he was holding some sort of weird piece of red fabric.         “Hm? What’s this? Swift thought out loud as he began playing around with it with his hand for a few seconds, grasping it as well as tossing it around the air a little.         “U-Umm….S-Swift?” Pinkie asked in a surprisingly quiet tone. Swift glanced over to her to see that her eyes were as wide as dinner plates, and that her usual bright pink face was flushed with a darker hue. “C-Could you put that down?...Pretty please with sugar on top?”         “Why? What is it?” Swift asked as he brought the fabric closer to his face while tilting his head a little.         “W-Well...t-that’s...my...thong.” Pinkie admitted. Swift’s eyes widened as his own cyan cheeks turned a bright red color. Freaking out, he let out a shrill cry before extending his hand towards Pinkie quickly, launching the undergarment right at her. It only flew for a second before landing on the large curl part of her hair. Neither Swift nor Pinkie said a thing as they stared at each other awkwardly for a few moments while Pinkie still had the undergarments on her hair. Both stared, and both blushed for a few moments until Pinkie decided to speak up again. “Umm...I’m just gonna put these here for now…” she said as she grabbed the underwear and stuffed it into her hair, putting it in by poking at it with her finger until Swift could no longer see it.         “Alright...good.” Swift muttered, still in shock about what happened. “Let’s umm...just get back to cleaning this stuff up.” he said as he reached into the pile again, this time reaching in and pulling out a small yellow tube like thing with a string attached.         “That’s my tampon...can I have it?” Pinkie asked before Swift immediately tossed it at her, she grabbed it out of the air before putting it in her hair as well. Swift looked at Pinkie as he cautiously put his hand into the pile once more, his hand eventually touching a box that- “I’m pretty sure that’s my box of pads.”         “O-Okay, maybe I’ve helped enough today.” Swift said as he stood up  quickly, feeling slightly ashamed of not helping Pinkie when there was still a small pile of stuff left,  but not wanting to discover any more of Pinkie’s private lady items. Pinkie looked up at him and gave him a small smile.         “That’s okay, thanks for all your help Swift, I can handle the rest!” Pinkie claimed as she moved her body so she was in front of the remaining pile. She spread her arms out and moved closer to the locker, effectively corralling the remaining items into her arms and bringing them all together right in front of the locker. She wrapped her arms around the pile and picked it up before stuffing it into her locker and closing the door. Once that was done, Pinkie put her back against her locker and wiped some imaginary sweat from her brow as she sighed. “Well that’s over and done with! Thanks again for helping Swift, it really made the time go by faster!”         “Y-You’re welcome I guess, though, knowing you, I’d think it would have gone a lot faster without my help.” Swift said while scratching his face with his left hand, he kept scratching until he remembered that was the hand that came into contact with Pinkie’s unmentionables, at which point the hand quickly went to his side as he blushed.               Pinkie giggled. “Heh, it might have, but I definitely wouldn’t have had as much fun as I did talking to you while doing it.” she said with a big smile on her face.         “Oh...really? Well...that’s nice I suppose, I don’t really think I’m a good conversationalist.” Swift said as she scratched the back of his head.         “Well I think otherwise!” Pinkie declared as she stood up straight and looked at Swift right in the eye. “I think you’re a lot of fun Swift! I really liked hearing those stories  about your family and your friends, your life sounds really fun! But...also...I just think talking to you is nice.”         “You...think so?” Swift asked, feeling the butterflies start up in his stomach.         Pinkie nodded. “Yeah! You’re super duper nice, and you’re easy to talk to, not just about the super fun stuff I usually talk about with other people, but also the things I don’t really talk to other people about, like my old home that I miss a lot...or how I can’t really swim all that well...which you’re not going to tell anyone about! Right!?” Pinkie asked as she pointed an accusatory finger at Swift.         “O-Of course, I promise!” Swift said as he held both of his hands up. Pinkie continued pointing at Swift until she retracted her pointer finger.         “Hmm...just to make sure,” Pinkie muttered as she extended her pinkie finger to Swift. “Make me a Pinkie Promise Swift!”         “O-Okay..I don’t really see what the big deal i-”         “JUST DO IT!!” Pinkie shouted.         “Eep! Alright! I Pinkie Promise!” Swift said as he wrapped his own pinkie finger around Pinkie’s, Pinkie tightened her finger around Swift’s as she pulled their hands up and down.         “Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!” Pinkie said as she released Swift’s pinkie.         “Umm..right.” Swift said as he nodded in confusion, but deciding to go along with things.         “Perfect! Got that out of the way!” Pinkie chirped happily. “But...back to what I was saying before, I do really really talking to you Swift, not just about fun things, but the other things I want to talk about...but I don’t really feel right talking about with some people...it’s nice to have someone to talk about it with, it really is.” she explained with a soft smile on her face.         “That’s good Pinkie, you know...if you ever want to talk about stuff like that with someone, I’d always be willing to listen if you’d just find me.” Swift assured her with a soft smile of his own.         “R-Really?” Pinkie asked as she gazed into Swift’s eyes.         “Really truly.” Swift answered as he nodded happily. Shortly after answering that, Pinkie walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly; prompting the butterflies in his stomach to take flight. Swift physically froze as Pinkie didn’t end the hug.         “Thanks a bunch Swift...it means a lot to me.” Pinkie said into Swift’s ear. This feeling that Swift felt right now...the feeling of butterflies in his stomach, the feeling of his heart thrashing against his chest, the feeling of warmth he felt emanating from Pinkie, it was truly something he couldn’t get enough of. It was the same feeling he felt when Pinkie visited him after the party cannon incident and gave him a hug as apology for what happened; pure bliss. Swift wished he could feel this way all of the time, and he knew how to make that a reality; after all, Pinkie was right here with him, he knew what he could do, right here, right now. Taking a deep breath and clenching his fists, he struggled before finding the words.         “U-Um..h-hey..Pinkie?” Swift choked out.         “Hm?” Pinkie mumbled while still hugging her cyan skinned friend.         “A-Are you..doing anything later? Like..I don’t know...anything you’re going to be busy with later?” Swift asked, nervously awaiting her response. Pinkie was silent for a few moments before breaking the hug and looking into Swift’s eyes with a shocked expression.         “Oh. My. Gosh. Swift...I-I….”         ‘Y-yeah?” Swift asked while staring back at Pinkie.         “I-I NEARLY FORGOT!!” Pinkie shouted urgently as she ran back and grabbed her now fat kitty cat backpack. “I forgot I’m supposed to meet Caramel for our date today!!”         “W-What?..” Swift asked, the butterflies in his stomach dropping dead in an instant as he heard Caramel’s name.         “I’m supposed to meet Caramel at the movies for the date I asked him on!! I nearly forgot about it with what happened with my locker!!” she said as she slung her backpack over her shoulder. Swift remained motionless as he stared at Pinkie.         “O-Oh…” was the only noise Swift could make in response to Pinkie’s explanation.         “Yeah! I still need to finish my homework before I go out on the date!! Thanks for reminding me about it Swift! I’ll see you later! Bye!!” Pinkie said as she quickly ran past Swift with super human-esque speed. It only took her a fraction of a millisecond to run out the door....and by extension leaving Swift in the dust. The young man stayed where he was for who knows how long, feeling defeated in what he thought was the perfect moment to go out with Pinkie. He stood there, and only said one thing.         “Yeah...see you later Pinkie.”