Hard Court Press

by Hillbe

Sweet Deals

Sweet Deals

Sweetie rummaged through Raritys stock of fashionable wares "Too fru fru, too butch, too glitzy... not fru fru enough".
Dresses flew as her hunt continued "got to get it just right" the pile of frocks grew as the hangers emptied, The showroom becoming
a battle zone of tattered rags wrinkled soiled and very well out of order.

She picked along the racks of her sisters special 'limited edition selection' the thought of his yellow eyes the aqua marine fur his leathery
wings needed a reply "Red screams of desperation". His scars and tales of his life as a foal serving with Celestia as a junior Lunar Guard was worth noting "Black whispers easy sleazy, nope" And his reassignment after the return of the Lunar Princess from Nightmare Moon,
Her eyes zeroed in on a stunning outfit an evening blue with a sash of turquoise "Rarity you chased after so many stallions that didn't
give two bits to what you thought, I'm not going to be that dumb, I'll let the guys come to me!" She pulled the dress off the rack
giving herself a light hearted twirl the fabric sailing in the breeze her eyes beholding the mess she made of her sisters boutique
her mouth gasping out loud "Oh horse apples and the concert's starting in two hours!"

Twilight and B.C. finished scrubbing and drying the dishes the two worked into the evening the alicorn peeking at
the gray earth pony between wiping and stacking. What was different about this guy? Nice build smart a little awkward a guard,
It then dawned on her he was an earth pony! All the royal guards from Canterlot are unicorns or pegasus, Earth ponies where
the grunts in the Equestrian Infantry. How did this guy get in the Royal Guard let alone a Sergeant as an earth pony?

"Ah Sergeant Buttercup?" She had to know.

"Call me Butters" He was clueless.

"Ok Butters?" She had to ask.

"Yeah that's fine, Want some coffee?" He was still clueless.

"Can I ask you a question?" She was getting nervous.

"Sure" He could see she was nervous and put a full coffee mug in front of her his hoof trembling Spike I'm so going to kill you!

"Yeah? I ah well can I ask you how you became a Royal Guard being you're an earth pony?"

"EARTH PONY?" Somepony really hates me! Spike you scaley mule!

"Oh no no no no I could of done better" She said under her breath her hooves covering her face.

"I'm a unicorn".

"You are?" She was clueless.

"Yeah" He pulled his mane back revealing a scar where his horn should of been.

"I'm sorry".

"Why? it's not your fault".

"But I called you an earth pony" He took a sip of his coffee and motioned her to do the same. "What happened?"

"Life. . .I was called a gimp a retard a stumpy it was how I met Spike. He was in the same wing of the hospital they had him under
a microscope and I was in ICU, I had an accident, I tried stopping a carriage with my head" he chuckled a bit thinking back
"I asked if they needed a proctologist to find my horn it was the first thing that went through my mind".

Twilight gasped "You didn't".

"Sure Spike almost burned down the hospital he laughed so hard".

Twilight studied the hornless unicorn "So what about your magic how can you focus the energy?"

His blue eyes glowed losing all contrast and color a void of endless nothingness followed as if she could see beyond the confines of
his skull into the surrounding galaxies themselves.
The coffee mug raised to his lips in an invisible grasp of magic as a muffin floated across from the pantry and into Twilights
wide open mouth.

"My magic has no signature and my eyes usually scare the buggers out of the average pony".

Twilight wave a hoof across his eyes "I'm not blind by the way it's a little weird to others. . .to see..." He stared into her eyes. . .

Twilight watched his eyes fade back from the galaxies returning his gaze she ate the muffin Rarity you sneaky. . .I'm so going..

B.C. sipped his coffee "I'm so going to kick Spikes flank".

The nervous tension grew between the two awkward retards Both trying to figure out what to do next in this game of hearts.

"Excuse me" A sleepy Spike waddled along to the sink grabbed a glass stuffed it under the tap and drew himself a drink, after guzzling
it down he stood next to the table where the glass thumped down causing them to focus on the drake "Hi Butters Twi , I almost
forgot to give you these" He yawned a toothy yawn and laid down a set of tickets "You better hurry or you'll be late" with a turn
Spike exited lumbering alone, Well almost alone a single pongon still asleep clamped to the rear of Spikes head snoozing as he rode
back to bed with his papa. "You two had better behave I don't care if you have to lie about making out, IF anything goes wrong Rarity will never let me hear the end of it. Got it?" Spike disappeared into the shadows "And I thought I had it bad gee".

Spike and Rarity you two are really going to get it. . .So bad!" the two answered "Thank you Spike".

The concert gates where opened in the throng of ponies that entered the arena six had been singled out from the crowd
with out any clue to the others.

A list appeared high in a Royal press box Sweetie Belle and Night Frost check Twilight and Buttercup check
Apple Bloom and Rumble? check Twist and Button Mash check What's Scootaloo doing with that Kentucky Fried guy?
the farmer, the baker, the caretaker with her plow stud and the proud Rainbow Dash "The night is young my little ponies".
The lone figure shook her head pouring a tall glass of Sweet Apple Acres hard cider as she laid upon her cushion watching the masses
flowing into the field of musical battle this was going to be a loud long night.