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Doing Science - dashie76



You're not safe In this place All of us warned you of the big white face

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Chapter 7

June 10th, 2010

Crap. Crap. Crap.

Okay, okay, I know that it's only been three days since my last recording, but I think that this warrants another video. Okay? Okay. Um, here goes.

The Doctor asked me out to dinner.

I know, right? It's crazy. It's like he knew that I was interested in him somehow. Wait...you didn't know that, did you? Oh, no. If anypony ever gets ahold of this, and they see me, Rainbow Dash, the most awesome pony in all of Equestria...oh, Celestia...I hope not...Aaaaaagh...

Okay, okay...deep breaths...in...

...>heep<...

...and out...

...>hoo<...

...just like that...

...>heep<...

...>hoo<...

...>heep<...

...>hoo<...

...Okay...I think I'm better now.

So...I guess I just needed something to talk to, you know? To bounce my words back off of. I mean, the whole thing kinda put me under a lot of stress. You see, I've never actually been asked out on a date before, so I don't really know how it all goes down. Like, do I need to wear something? Do I need to use some kind of special etiquette? I mean, it's my first date, and it's with him, too. So what do I do? I mean, I'm getting kind of desperate over here. I don't want to screw myself over on the first try.

But maybe it won't be that serious. I mean, it's not like the food here at Aperture has a five star rating. For that matter, I don't even know where we would eat. Cave was too cheap to pay for a cafeteria, so I usually just grab my dinner from the kitchen and take it back to my dorm to eat it there. The Doctor told me not to worry about it and to just meet me at eight outside of my room, but I'm still worried...

I actually got so stressed a few hours ago when I got back that I sent a letter to Twilight asking for advice. I even paid for the deluxe shipping. But I know that there's no way that her letter will get back in time, even if she writes one out. So I'm on my own.

Cave won't be any help either. He'll either make fun of me or tell me to act like those sluts that live in the bad part of Canterlot. I'm too good for that. For that matter, the Doctor's too good for that...

Anyways, I think that I'll just act like myself. That's what they always say to do in the movies. I'm still not entirely sure that it'll work, though. It's not like I have any perfume or anything that I could smack on. Not that I'd use that stuff...ugh. Oh, well. I've still got some time to think about how I'm going to play this out. It's only...

Sweet Celestia, it's 7:57. The vultures are officially circling. Um, um...how should I greet him..."Hey, how's it going?" Nope, too casual. Um. "Good evening, Doctor." Too formal. Err...aaaaagh...

BOO!

AAAAAAAHHH!

Ha! I got you, didn't I?

Ah...heheh...>ahem<...y-yeah, you did. Heh...um, how did you even...

Oh, you left your door unlocked. I didn't think you'd mind me coming in to greet you. Right?

Oh, it's fine! It's totally cool! Heheh...

Are...are you okay?

What? Oh, yeah! I'm fine! Everything's fine!

You're sweating.

Um, I, I, I just went out for a quick jog before you got here!

A jog.

Yeah! Totally! Gotta build up those muscles, right?

It's eight 'o' clock at night.

B-Better late than never. Right?

Rainbow?

Yeah?

Close your eyes.

What? Why? W-What are you-

Quiet, quiet. Just do it.

O-Okay...

Good. Now take a deep breath with me. In...

...>heep<...

...and out...

...>hoo<...

Better?

Uh...yeah. Thanks.

Good. Now then, shall we get going?

Okay. Where are we-

>poof<

...

Whoa. What was that? It looked like a dragon's fire. And what's this?

W-We should really get going now...

"Always be honest. Tell him exactly how you feel and hope that he returns those same feelings."

D-Doctor...

"Also, even though it's your first date, don't be afraid to show a little spunk. Make him want more-"

DOCTOR!

Ah!

Let's - get - going.

Y-Yeah. Sorry. I'll just leave this here...

Okay...okay, good. You'll lead the way, I presume.

Uh...aren't you going to shut off that computer first?

Oh, right. Heh. Almost forgot.