Chapter 7: An Unexpected Visitor
As I trotted towards Rarity’s Boutique to get Fleur’s answer, I couldn’t help but feel nervous about the whole prospect of dating. Not only was I not skilled in socializing, but I was almost completely ignorant about the entire subject.
Sighing, I thought to myself I am really going to need Rarity’s help with this. Maybe Rain Bell’s as well... I added as an afterthought.
Coming up to the Boutique, I paused outside, still feeling nervous about what was to come. Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the door, setting off the bell above it. Fleur and Rarity were sitting inside chatting and looked towards me.
“Oh, hello, Amethyst. We were just talking about you,” Rarity greeted. “Would you two like some tea while you two talk about… things?” She asked.
“Oui, s’il te plait,” Fleur answered.
“Alright then, I’ll leave you two be then.” Rarity said, turning to enter what I assumed was her kitchen.
As I took a seat on one of Rarity’s sofas, Fleur spoke up. “Well. After some... contemplation, I’ve decided that I’ll take up your offer of a date.” When I heard that, I could barely suppress squeeing in excitement. Instead, I settled with a small smile for the moment.
“So when and where is it going to be?” She asked.
Taking a moment to recompose myself and remember what me and Rarity had planned before at the spa, I answered. “I was thinking of a restaurant called the ‘The Poney Caracolant’ the night after tomorrow. Is that fine with you?”
Fleur replied, saying, “Oui. Where are we going to meet at beforehand?”
“I’ll stop by your hotel room?” I threw out there, unsure if that was the best choice.
“That sounds fine to me,” Fleur said, smiling at me. “I’m looking forward to our date, Amethyst.”
“I am too,” I said, smiling back at her as Rarity walked into the room with tea.
As she poured it into teacups for us, Rarity asked, “So, Amethyst. I have another client interested in your jewelry. Are you interested in taking that job?” She asked, passing me a cup.
“Thank you,” I said, taking the cup from her in my magic, “And yes. Do you mind giving me the details later tonight?”
“I’d love to,” Rarity said, passing a cup to Fleur, who thanked her for it.
We sat there, sipping our tea until Fleur spoke up having finished hers already. “I better head back to my hotel before the sun goes down. It’s getting late.”
“Well, I’ll see you around then, Fleur?” Rarity said, looking up from her tea.
“Oui,” She answered, then looked towards me. “And I’ll see you in two days, Amethyst. I’d better find what to wear for our date too. I’ll be looking forward to it.”
“I’m looking forward to it too,” I agreed. “Good night then.”
“Good night, you two,” She said, as she turned to walk out the door, the bell sounding as it opened.
“I take it that she said yes?” Rarity asked, turning my attention away from Fleur as she left.
“Yes! She did!” I answered, squeeing with excitement. “Do you think you can have my dress done by the day after tomorrow?”
Rarity pondered for a second before she answered, “Yes, I should be able to do that. Stop by after dinner and it should be done by then.”
“Alright,” I agreed. “And again, thank you for doing all of this for me, Rarity. It means a lot to me.”
“It’s my pleasure, Amethyst,” Rarity smiled at me. “So about that client I was talking about…”
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The following evening, I found myself once again heading towards the Carousel Boutique to see if Rarity had finished my dress. The day had passed by fast as I worked on the jewelry for the client Rarity redirected to me. Otherwise, all was quiet as Rain Bell had to work again today.
As I passed through the door and the bells chimed, Rarity greeted me at the door. “Good to see you, Amethyst. I just finished your dress a little while ago and it’s quite gorgeous if I say so myself.”
She led me towards a ponniquin modelling a cute, yet simple, white dress with purple trim that matched my mane. It was, well as Rarity put it, gorgeous, and I liked it, a lot, which I vocalized to Rarity.
“Rarity, It’s beautiful!” I exclaimed, smiling at her like a foal on Hearth’s Warming Eve.
Rarity returned my smile and asked, “Want to try it on?”
I responded with a smile to her as she gently took it off the ponniquin and handed it to me in her magic. I headed towards one of the dressing screens Rarity had in her Boutique to try on the dress.
It felt amazing, very comfortable and fit me perfectly. As I stepped past the screen, I heard Rarity gasp.
“That looks fantastic on you, Amethyst! I must say, I did a great job on your dress,” she said as I stepped over to a mirror to check it out myself.
After modelling it in several poses to get a greater feel for it, I turned to Rarity and asked, “So how much do I owe you for this?”
“Tell you what,” Rarity said. “Since you’re my friend and I want to help you out with this as much as I can, I’ll give it to you for free.”
“Rarity, I can’t accept that…” I said, frowning a little.
“I insist,” She smiled at me
Sighing, I gave up, saying, “Fine, but at the very least let me buy you lunch someday.”
“You want to take me out to lunch? I thought you were interested in Fleur,” She said, looking surprised.
“What?! That’s not what I meant at all. You know I only have eyes for Fleur!” I retorted, then realized what I said and looked away, blushing, until I noticed she was laughing. “Oh, that’s just not fair,” I said, mock pouting at her.
Giggling now, Rarity replied, “I’m sorry, that was very unladylike of me, but I just couldn’t resist myself.” After she finished her sentence, Rarity recomposed herself and said, “Well, I’ll take your offer then, Amethyst.”
I nodded and as I picked up the dress in my magic, Rarity asked, “So are you ready for your date?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I sighed.
“I’m sure it’ll run smoothly, Amethyst” She smiled. “Just be yourself, and tell me about it when you get the chance.”
“Well thank you for all the help, Rarity. Let’s hope it helps me.”
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“How do I look?” I asked Rain Bell. I had spent the better half of the day preparing for tonight; between cleaning myself, styling my mane out of my eyes and applying a bit more makeup than I usually wore, I was cutting it close to when I was supposed to meet Fleur, but I couldn’t help myself.
“As I’ve said for the past half hour, you look fine,” Rain Bell said nonchalantly. “Now don’t you have a date to meet?”
“Yes,” I sighed, pacing a little. “I’m just nervous about this date.”
“That looks a bit more like stressing to me, and I don’t think stressing about it is a great replacement for your nervousness,” Rain Bell replied from her seat on my bed. “And I think you better go before you’re late.”
Giving off one last look into my bathroom mirror, I said, “I guess you’re right. Well wish me luck on this date.”
“Well, good luck, and try to have fun, at the very least. Oh and don’t forget your bits!” Rain Bell called out as I left the room.
Rushing back inside to grab my bits, I sheepishly thanked Rain Bell on my way out of the door.
As I headed off towards the hotel Fleur was staying in, I couldn’t help but start fretting again. Deep breaths, Amethyst. You can do this! I thought to myself in my head.
Arriving at the hotel, I proceeded to Fleur’s suite and as I came to the door to her room, I rose my hoof up to knock on the door.
I paused.
This is no place to get cold hooves, Amethyst! I stomped at myself in my head. A sudden burst of confidence flowed through me as I knocked on the door. When the door opened and Fleur walked out, my jaw dropped.
Time stood still as I took in Fleur’s image She wore a modest, white dress, hemmed with hints of pink throughout which accentuated her mane’s colors, which was perfectly styled. Likewise, she wore what seemed like just the perfect amount of makeup; enough to compliment her features, but not too much as to ruin her image. I also noted with a bit of pride that she wore the necklace that I made for her a few weeks ago.
Finally realizing my mouth was agape, I closed it and said, “Hi Fleur. You look…” stunning, gorgeous, pretty, sexy, “...beautiful,” I finally said before my mind went to dark places.
“Et toi aussi,” She said, stepping out of her room and locking the door behind her. “Well are you ready?”
“Yes, let’s go,” I said, nodding to her and leading her down the hall.
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After an uneventful walk, the restaurant came into view. I flashed Fleur a small smile that she returned and led her up to the entrance
Coming up to the doors, we were greeted by the maitre d’, a white unicorn stallion with a black mane and matching moustache. “Hello and welcome to The Poney Caracolant. How may I serve you ladies on this fine night?” He asked with a Prench accent that rivaled Fleur’s own.
“Yes, I have a reservation for two at six. It should be under Amethyst,” I said.
We waited as he searched the reservation lists for a couple seconds until he spoke up, “Ah, yes. If you’d follow me, please.” We followed as he took the lead and brought us to a booth where we took our seats.
After we got ourselves settled and looked over the drink list, the maitre d’ asked, “What may I get for you two to drink?”
Fleur spoke up, “Do you have any wine? Preferably Tamika.”
“Certainly. Is there any particular vintage you wish, mademoiselle?”
“No thank you.”
The waiter turned to me for my answer and I replied, saying, “I’ll have the same, thank you.”
“Certainly. I shall be back with your drinks shortly,” He said, leaving us.
Meanwhile, we looked over the menu to decide what to eat. Luckily, by the time the waiter returned with our wine and filled our glasses, Fleur ordered first when he asked of our decision buying me a little more time to decide what to eat.
“Have you made your decisions?”
“Oui, I’ll take the salade mesclun, S’il vous plait.”
“An excellent choice,” The waiter remarked, then turned towards me, “And you, mademoiselle?”
“Um…” I said, quickly scanning the menu for something that caught my eye. “I’ll take the ratatouille, please.”
“Very good,” He said, collecting our menus. “I will return with your meals.”
Silence ensued at the table for a while until I spoke up, partly to break the silence, as well as take an opportunity to get to know Fleur better. “So you’re from Prance?” I began, taking a sip of my wine. It was fairly sweet tasting. “What’s it like there?”
“Simply marvelous,” Fleur answered, bringing her glass up to her lips. “To sum it up in a sentence, it’s a romantic place full of lots of history. I was raised in Pearis, the capital, along with my sister.”
“You have a sister?” I asked. “For some reason, I always thought you were an only child.”
“Oh, no. I don’t see her as much as I’d like though, since we’re in different countries,” Fleur said with a small frown. “You should think of traveling to Prance someday. It truly is different from Equestria.”
At this time, the waiter returned with our food and placed our meals in front of us as I looked on hungrily. “Bon appetite,” he said, as he left us to our dinner.
As I took a bite of my ratatouille, I felt the flavor hit my tongue in a wonderful wave of taste. Even from just the first bite, I could tell that even though I never had ratatouille before, it would definitely be a dish that I would revisit sometime soon.
Pausing to chew, I took that time to observe the room. The restaurant was fairly busy, with most tables taken by couples. A relaxing tune was being played by a musician that I could not see from my position.
“How is your ratatouille?” Fleur asked, bringing me out of observations.
“It’s wonderful!” I replied. “Would you like to try some?”
“Yes, please,” Fleur answered as I nudged my plate towards her. She took a bite and chewed it over, tasting it. “Not the best that I’ve ever had, but it’s still very high up on my list,” She said, giving her verdict over my meal.
“So where did you learn to make jewelry, Amethyst?” Fleur asked after a few moments of silence.
“My mother taught me how to while I still lived in Manehattan,” I answered. “I always watched her as a little filly, then one day she let me try my hoof at it. That’s actually when I got my cutie mark, as a matter of fact.”
“Interesting,” Fleur said. “So your mother was a jeweler… What did your father do?”
I looked away as I answered, “I never actually knew my father. He left her shortly after I was born. ”
“Oh… I’m sorry to hear that,” Fleur responded.
“Meh. It never really bothered me, actually,” I admitted. “It just meant that I grew closer to my mother, even if she could be a pain in the flank sometimes, but isn’t that how all moms are? So what about your parents?” I asked, trying to change the subject. Talking about my dad wasn’t something I was very fond of.
“Well my mere...” Fleur began, then paused for a second. “My bad, my mother, was a famous fashion model in her time, more so than I, even though she retired fairly early into her career,” she explained. “Turns out that my uncle Fancy Pants was actually a fan of my mother and that was what started his interest in the modeling career.”
“Really?” I asked. “I guess that must have been interesting when your father and your mother got together then.”
“Oh yes,” Fleur said, giving off a feminine chuckle. “Uncle Fancy was pretty jealous of my father, or so he would have me think. I’m sure Uncle Fancy was though.”
Pausing to take a sip from her glass, Fleur continued, “Speaking of my father, he worked as a bellhop for a five star hotel in Pearis, believe it or not. My mother met him during one of her stays there during her modelling career. He actually owns his own restaurant now.”
“Well that’s certainly an interesting story,” I commented. “I actually never would’ve expected that your father was a bellhop once, honestly.”
“Oh, really now?” Fleur questioned, raising her eyebrow. “What would you think he’d be working as then?”
I took a second to think, but failed to come up with anything. “I have nothing,” I answered, laughing a little. “I just wouldn’t guess that that’s what he’d be.”
Fleur joined in, “Heh, I guess it doesn’t really make that much sense, does it? Turns out he asked her out during her stay and she actually accepted. According to her, he was very handsome.”
We continued to talk and laugh until our glasses were empty and the waiter arrived one last time with the bill.
“I’ve got it,” We both said at the same time, reaching for our bits.
“Don’t worry about it, Fleur. I’ll pay,” I said one more time, placing my bits on the table.
“Are you sure?” Fleur asked, looking at me questioningly as she held her bits in the air..
I smiled at her as I replied, “I’m sure. Don’t worry about it.”
“Well, thank you for dinner then,” Fleur said, smiling, but placing a few bits on the table for the tip.
“It was my pleasure.” I responded, smiling back at her as we got out of our chairs. “Ready to go?”
“Oui,” Fleur answered.
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Instead of heading back to Fleur’s room, we decided to take a stroll through the park instead. The autumn night was cool and the moon was out, illuminating our path as we wandered through the Ponyville park chatting.
“I had a really great time tonight, Amethyst,”Fleur said, smiling at me in the moonlight.
“I did too,” I agreed, returning her smile.
We kept trotting in silence together gazing up at the stars and the constellations they formed. “You know, I actually haven’t done anything like this before,” I admitted. “Gazing at the night sky, I mean.”
“Really?” Fleur asked, “Why is that?”
“Well, between the fact that you can’t see the night sky very well in Manehattan and that I used to stay inside almost all the time, there weren’t very many chances for me to do so,” I answered as we sat down on one of the many empty park benches scattered around.
“That’s a shame, really,” Fleur staring at the moon. The way the moonlight illuminated her made her look magical, almost like a goddess.
“My family used to go out to the countryside sometimes just to gaze at the stars. They actually taught me quite a bit about astronomy and the constellations,” Fleur said looking towards me.
“My mother once told me that when things look bleak, or you’re lonely or homesick, to just look up at the sky, because it’s the same sky that those who are special to you are looking at too,” Fleur said, looking into my eyes. “It helps you feel closer to them, no matter how far apart you are from them.”
We both looked up at the moon, taking in its glory and beauty. “C’est vraiment belle, non?” Fleur asked, barely more than a whisper.
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As we came up to Fleur’s hotel room, she paused and turned towards me with a smile on her face. “Promise to take me on a second date?”
Hearing that, part of me wanted to squee and jump around in excitement. The other (sensible, I might add) part of me answered her question. “Of course!” I exclaimed, with perhaps a bit too much enthusiasm.
Fleur giggled at my eagerness and responded, “Alright then. I look forward to it.” She turned towards her door, unlocking it, then turned back to me. “Bien nuit, Amethyst,” She said and she leaned in towards me and planted a kiss on my cheek.
I was surprised at first, but soon a smile crept onto my face as she trotted into her room, glancing back at me once and chucked as she closed the door.
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Getting back to my home, I opened up the door and was surprised to see a light on in the kitchen.
“Huh. That’s weird. I’d figure Rain Bell would be asleep by now,” I said to myself as I started to walk towards the kitchen.
I could hear voices, one of which was Rain Bell’s and the other, a male, which I didn’t recognize. As I came up to the door, I saw him sitting down at the kitchen table with her; He was a middle-aged unicorn with a silver coat and brown mane with a cutie mark that I couldn’t see from my angle. For some reason that I couldn’t quite place, I recognized him, but I didn’t know where I had seen him before.
“Hi Rain Bell,” I said as I entered the room, still unsure about the stallion.
“Oh. Hi Amethyst. Didn’t see you there,” Rain Bell said, turning to look back at me in her seat. “How did your date go?”
“Splendid, but I’ll tell you about it tomorrow,” I promised to her. “Who’s your friend?’
Rain Bell looked towards the stallion and asked, “Do you want to tell her?”
He nodded and got up from his seat. “Well. Hello Amethyst. I’m… Well, I’m your father.”
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>“Well. Hello Amethyst. I’m… Well, I’m your father.”
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4800636 I was actually expecting a certain Star Wars reference that I was thinking of when I wrote that.
The dating scene was way too short. Have them wait some minutes before serving them dinner! You can stretch that by having them talking about the weather schedule or similar, not-important stuff (Ponyvilles' last monster attack, etc.).
EDIT: And may I ask why there is that "sex"-tag on your story?
6168189 Honestly, it's been so long since I've actually done anything for this story that I don't remember why I added it. It wasn't for anything explicit and I think it was more for sexual themes during chapter two that were more implied. If I ever get back to working on this story, I'll make sure to re-edit that (as well as pretty much the entire story) to make it better.