//------------------------------// // Sweetie Almost Did What?! // Story: Canterlot High Has A Club About What?! // by Enclave2277 //------------------------------// Chapter 12: Sweetie Almost Did WHAT?! By the time Monday came around, there was still no plan of action the girls could agree on regarding Diamond Tiara. However, Sweetie eventually conceded that the best way to handle her was to let Diamond come to them. They had already made the first few moves with their first party; therefore making any more moves on their part would simply complicate matters further. They knew that A/V club wouldn’t impede or spy on them for the time being, so whatever Diamond was planning, it was going to happen to Dinky’s communication network or involve CMC’s founding members directly.  And when it came, the CMC would react accordingly. At least that’s what Sweetie Belle thought when she walked up the front steps of CHS. Thankfully, Monday was the beginning of a new school week. And with a new week came new opportunities. Walking through the halls of the school, Sweetie noticed a different vibe buzzing about the school. It was hard to place what it was exactly, but Sweetie could tell that it had something to do with what Dinky revealed to her yesterday. Students seemed to be intermingling more. Cliques were, of course, still present, especially with those who hadn’t going to last Friday’s party… but some of the usually distinct social divides blurred somewhat. Sweetie smiled as she walked towards her locker, thinking that there may be some substance to what Dinky said. As she rummaged through her locker, Sweetie wondered what the day was going to be like. The moment she closed her locker, Silver Spoon appeared out of nowhere. “Gah,” Sweetie shrieked in shock. After composing herself, she scowled at Silver. “You really shouldn’t do that to people! It doesn’t do much to help improve your image…” “My public image is perfect, like most things about me!” Silver smugly retorted. “Yeah, I’m sure about that.” Sweetie sneered as she walked off to homeroom. But much to her annoyance, Silver followed. “What’s your club about, Sweetie? I assure you that there’s no point in hiding it.” Silver asked. “Why do you need to know? I bet you’ll just go crawling back to Diamond Tiara so she can write some juicy gossip column filled with nothing more than half truths.” Sweetie responded. “Di’s going to find out anyway, so why bother trying to hide it?” Silver commented. “Well, if Diamond’s going to find out on her own, then it wouldn’t it be better for her to just ask me firsthand rather than let one of her cronies do it for her?” Sweetie smiled. “Don’t be coy with me Sweetie Belle; I know you’re hiding the truth. It won’t do you any good!” Silver said somewhat sincerely. Sweetie turned to look at Silver, “Wow Silver, it’s almost as if you actually care. You know, if you actually spent more than twenty minutes away from Diamond Tiara, you might actually become a decent person.” Sweetie turned to enter Miss Cheerilee’s class, but Silver grabbed her by the sleeve. “Sweetie Belle,” Silver said harshly, “Secrets and lies breed resentment and distrust. Those kinds of things never contribute to forming lasting friendships. They only create misery.” “Silver,” Sweetie said shaking her sleeve out of Silver’s grip, “Look around. The only one here who’s resentful and miserable… is you.” Silver seemed shocked as Sweetie Belle walked into the classroom, smirking that she had gotten the better of her adversary. Once she took her seat, Sweetie set down her books and hoped that the conversation with Silver would be the only complication she’d face for the rest of the day. Well… she was only half right. By the time her double free period came about, she realized that she had no one to hang out with. Apple Bloom and Tender Taps had decided to spend their free time taking a walk to the ice cream parlor, and Scootaloo wanted to practice her freestyle skating with Rumble. That left Sweetie Belle walking the halls alone with her lunch. It was a small packed lunch, nothing more than an egg salad sandwich, a pickle, and some orange juice. However small it was though, it was a meal that was begging to be eaten with someone else. And the fact that, by some universal fluke, Sweetie had no one to spend time with again, made her slightly depressed.   But, like so many times before this, her salvation seemed to come out of nowhere. Deciding the best place to eat would be the roof, Sweetie made her way up the hall towards the main stairwell. When she passed the shop class, she found her salvation. Well actually, he bumped into her on her way out. “Sorry!” Button Mash apologized after nearly stumbling over Sweetie. “No, no it’s my fault,” Sweetie stammered, “I should’ve watched where I was going.” After scampering around to make sure they hadn’t dropped anything, the duo realized just who they were talking to. Both of them looked at each other for a brief moment before blushing slightly. Button chuckled nervously, “Hehe, sorry there Sweetie Belle. I was just trying to find some place to have lunch.” “No, it’s okay. I wasn’t really watching where I was going.” Sweetie answered, tucking some hair behind her ear. Then she looked down at Button’s lunch bag, “You said you were looking for a place to eat?” “Yeah, I figured that the shop room would be a good place. But no one’s in it and I just got bored.” Button grimaced, “What about you?” “I have this lunch period as well and I was heading up to the roof to eat it.” Sweetie giggled, brandishing her lunch. She paused awkwardly for a moment while she tried to figure out how to phrase her next question, “Um...well, since y-you know…. I mean I-I was wondering….maybe…” “Oh,” Button gathered, “Um….yeah sure, I’d love to join you.” Button answered, his face red, “But are you sure that we’re even allowed to go on the roof?” Sweetie shuffled her feet. “Yeah, the CMC and I go up there all the time!” Button smiled. “Ah, w-well then, let’s go!” A moment later, Button Mash and Sweetie Belle were sitting across from each other on the roof of the school, lunches in their lap, and laughing about a funny story Button was explaining. “So, I finally have the boss cornered and at low health after who knows how many attempts.” He was saying between bites of his salad, “He just missed with his super move attack, so I finally had an opening. All I had to do was attack, and just when I was about to press the attack button…. nothing happened!” “Uh oh!” Sweetie Belle commented. Button starts laughing too, “I hammered the attack button a million times, trying to do everything to get it to work. Then he began to charge his attack again. I panicked at that moment, really thinking that I was going to have to do all that again. And then I realized that I… disconnected the controller!” Sweetie began laughing, a lot harder than she had been previously. Whether it was at Button’s expense or because he told the story so well she wasn’t sure. But it was a funny story and Button certainly enjoyed seeing her laugh, so she didn’t feel quite so bad. “I thought the game was supposed to pause if you disconnect the controller.” Sweetie asked. “I thought so too, but no!” Button laughed, “But that wasn’t the worst part, because as it turns out, you were supposed to lose the fight.” “You’re kidding me!” Sweetie laughed. “Let’s just say that I was beyond furious.” Button smiled. “You….furious,” Sweetie asked pointing at her companion, “But you’re so sweet all the time. I can’t imagine you ever being angry.” Button blushed so hard that anyone passing by would have said that he had a bad case of sunburn. He stammered for a minute while he scratched the back of his head, “W-well, it’s b-been known to-to happen…. from time to time.” “Aww Button,” Sweetie sighed. Button shifted slightly before putting his lunch aside and headed over to the fenced off side of the roof, “The view’s amazing up here. Are you sure we aren’t gonna get in trouble?” Sweetie also set her lunch a side and walked over to join Button, though she stood only two feet away. “In my entire time here at CHS, I haven’t gotten in trouble up here.” She said, rather confidently. Button nodded, “I can see why most school based games have roof scenes. You can get away with just about anything up here.” Sweetie nodded. “Heck, I actually see—errm—why this might be considered kind of… romantic.” Button whispered, trying to keep it to himself. However, he failed and failed miserably at that. Sweetie had definitely heard him, and her face was as beet read as his was. It was at that moment that Sweetie realized something. He was on the roof with her, and there was no one around. Silver Spoon was quite right about something: secrets and deceit only ever managed to ruin friendships. And hiding her affinity for naturism might be detrimental towards her chances at having a relationship with Button. “You said it.” Sweetie whispered. Button bit his lower lip, contemplating something. Sweetie took a deep breath. It’s now or never, I guess. “Sweetie, um…” Button started, “I wanna ask you something.” “I need to tell you something too….” Sweetie blurted out at the same time. Then they both turned to each other and shouted at the same time. Button shouted, “I WANT YOU TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND!” Sweetie only managed to get out, “I’M AN N—” Before she processed what Button said. The two of them went quiet as they looked at each other, cheeks burning red. Seconds turned to minutes as the two just stood there. A gentle breeze brushed over them. The whole world went silent as neither of them spoke, realizing what Button had just gotten out. He…. he wants me to be his girlfriend, Sweetie thought, Say yes, please say yes please say yes mouth! But instead, Sweetie slowly began to step closer towards Button Mash. Or he was moving closer to her, she couldn’t really tell. Either way, the distance between the two of them vanished. Sweetie felt her hands take Button’s and they inched ever closer. Sweetie Belle’s heart was pounding. It was pounding harder than it had ever before; harder than it did when she skinny dipped for the first time at Sunset’s house, harder than when she told her friends she was a nudist, and harder than it had before the first party. Their heads leaned in towards each other, lips aimed for the opposite. Sweetie’s mind went blank; she was completely focused on Button’s lips. She wanted to kiss Button. She wanted him to be her boyfriend. She wanted to finally feel what love was like. Their kiss would cement it. Just as their lips were about to touch, the school bell rang loudly. Both Button and Sweetie Belle snapped out of the trance they were in and stumbled a bit.   Button gasped as he realized how close he was to Sweetie Belle, “I—I’m sorry, Sweetie!” He backed up, much to Sweetie’s heartbreak, grabbed his lunch and ran off, “I’ll—uh… see you later.” Just like that, he was gone. Sweetie was left standing there with her eye’s widened in shock. She had almost kissed him. His lips were a mere breath away from hers. It had all happened just seconds after he had asked her to be his girlfriend. She was about to reveal to him, on the top of the rooftop of Canterlot High, that she was a nudist. And he was about to kiss her. What would have happened if she had finished that sentence? Would he still have wanted to kiss her? Wait, she thought, I DIDN’T ANSWER HIM!!!!! Sweetie ran after Button Mash. She left her lunch back on the roof, with the full intent of going back to grab it. Stumbling down the stairs with the grace of an albatross, Sweetie raced after Button Mash, hoping to catch him before class started. She whizzed around students like a blur, making sure to not knock anyone over. Finally, panting and sweating, she found Button. He was seated in his business class near one of the windows, looking very depressed. Thankfully, she had arrived early enough that there were only two other people seated; ironically they happened to be none other than Scootaloo and Apple Bloom. Sweetie managed to attract his attention easily enough. She had run so quickly that when she stopped by the door, she collided with the door frame. Button, Scoots, and Bloom looked at her while she stood inside the door frame. She was nearly out of breath and her emotions were racing at a mile a minute. There was a brief moment of hesitation; would she be able to answer him? But when her eyes locked with Button’s, she finally found the courage to reply. She nodded her head at him. Button’s expression completely changed from gloom to unabashed joy. He smiled brightly and let out a big sigh of relief. Sweetie swore his eyes twinkled. He looked really… cute when he did that. Content with his response, Sweetie headed back up to the roof. “I… have… a… boyfriend.” she rasped, her voice ragged from all the running. While she knew Button wasn’t going to join this Friday’s party, she was fairly certain that she could afford to wait a little while longer to tell him about her new lifestyle. At least, it was a good start. She sighed to herself as a goofy grin spread across her face. She finally had a boyfriend!