• Published 31st Mar 2013
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Writer's Block. - xXCondemnedSoulXx

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It Sends Hearts Racing.

Daylight and Dusk grabbed what little baggage they had and exited the stationed train. “So where do we go first?” Asked Dusk, She turned to the hooded man and held a smile that presented itself across her face. Daylight rubbed the back of his neck as he thought to himself. They could go straight to the castle but that would be the fastest way to get caught. And getting into the ball without invitations would be a problem as well. Sure, Daylight could summon one out of his mind, but then he and Dusk would know about being invited. The guards and the checklist would quickly see through their ruse.

Daylight strode forward, looking straight ahead towards the Canterlot aerial raceway. “Well?” asked Dusk, rather puzzled by his actions.

“We’re gonna make a few quick friends.”


As the two passed through the entrance of the raceway, Daylight gazed around the stadium in search of a particular pony, stallion to be in fact. “Who are we looking for? This would be a lot easier to find this guy if I knew who he was.” Dusk looked around the stadium as well, just seemingly aimlessly.

“No need, there he is.” Daylight claimed as he spotted the stallion he’d been searching for. He turned to Dusk and grabbed her by the wrist,“Follow me.” He lead her into the bathroom stall and he summoned two posh sets of clothes.

For Daylight, a purple suit with green linings and a green vest accompanied with a green tie. “Joker, for the win.” For Dusk, he summoned a matching dress and she slipped it on rather quickly. Daylight hid his eyes behind the sheet of his hands as a large blush came over his face.

“What’s wrong Daylight?” She asked.

“I know that Darkmoon adopted your mom, and that she grew up with him, and that you share certain traits as her, but you just changed in front of me.” Daylight stated with the a smile chuckle.

“Well, from what you’ve told me about this whole ‘Author’ thing, you made me this way. And what’s with all the blushing?” A small smile crept across her face. “Does my sexuality send ‘signals’ through your mind?”

Daylight’s blush slowly faded as a sinister thought slithered through his mind. “Well... I’d be lying if I said you weren’t all that I think about.”

Dusk started to stutter,“W-w-what?”

Daylight slowly began his approach on the unsuspecting mare,“Come on, we’ve been together for sometime now, and you’re a very entrancing mare. The way you swing your hips when you’re around me, the way you always stare into my eyes with that seductive gleam in your eye. It’s like you’re just dying for my attention.”

“I do... what?” Dusk was thrown into a fit of confusion, with an evident blush marked across her face.

“Imagine the stories I can tell our children, how their mother fell hard for the wanted criminal. That sounds like a good storyline actually. But sadly, a little cliché.”

“What? How?” Dusk asked herself as Daylight bombarded her with silly remarks. A prominent blush continued to reveal itself across her face as Daylight pestered her.

The once hooded man, now revealing himself, slowly approached the blushing mare and soon their faces were a mere inch away from each other,“I’ve felt like this ever since I first laid my eyes on you. I just knew you’d have to be mine one day.”

“Daylight?” Asked Dusk, her face was a deep crimson red and as Daylights eyes closed as he perked his lips out towards her she found herself doing the same. Just before their lips could touch, Daylight pulled himself away and ran his hand through his hair as he let out a small laugh. Dusk’s eyes shot open and she was standing there with her lips still perched. After she collected herself, she yelled at Daylight,“What the hell was all that about?”

“Well, as it turns out, you can’t resist my ‘sexuality’ either. I did it to prove a point.”

Daylight received a shot to the arm as Dusk’s blush tried to subside. As she finally calmed down, she gave Daylight a stare. “I see how it's gonna be...”

“You do? Good.”

“Yes.. good.”



“We should go get our stallion and hopefully get the invitation.”

“‘Our’ stallion? Ok, I didn’t think you swung that way but..” she trailed off jokingly.

Daylight gave a small playful smile and brushed his short hair to the side with his fingers,“Well, maybe he can’t resist me either.” Daylight gave a small chuckle.

“Hush you, let’s get going.”

Just before they left the peerless eyes of the restroom, Dusk noticed how Daylight’s tuxedo fly was still down and told him to correct that. The string that held her dress in place was a bit off, so she slide it up back over her shoulder as they left the door. As they stepped outside, they were met with two wide eyed stallions. “What?” Daylight asked.

The first stallion gave a small laugh,“You lucky bastard, I can’t even get my wife to do it in the kitchen, yet alone the raceway restroom.”

“Damn fine work son.” stated the other.

The spectacle all seemed strange,‘why would they assume we just..’ Daylight thought to himself but trailed off as he came to the realization of what just happened. As they left the restroom door, Daylight was zipping up his fly and Dusk was fixing her dress and her hair a bit. He pinched the bridge of his nose and decided to just roll with it. “You caught us, don’t worry. It won’t happen again.” He turned to look at Dusk and found her a deep shade of crimson once again. A small smile crept across his face as he grasped her hand with his. He turned to the two stallions and said,“Me and my wife shall be leaving now.”

She turned to daylight and whispered,“Wife?” He proceeded to nod and lead her up to the skybox to where he last seen the stallion they’d been searching for. He lead her up a flight of stairs and they were both stopped by a guard, blocking their entry.

“Hold it right there, this is a private booth, reserved by Fancy Pants and company.”

Daylight slyly summoned an invitation into his coat pocket as the guard continued to lecture him. He dug it out and handed it over to the guard with a look of irritation plastered over his face, he wasn’t actually irritated by merely acting the part. “Ok, this works. I’m sorry Mr and Mrs. Break, Here you go.” With that, he unhooked the velvet rope and gestured for their entry. Daylight gave him a nod and Dusk did the same. They proceeded up the stairs and strode through the glass doors and found a large company of mares and stallions crowding around their target, Fancy Pants.

Before they took their approach on the stallion, the author turned to Dusk and said,“I don’t see how he can put up with something like that. Personally if it were me, I’d have snapped. I’m a bit.. closterfobic.”

She turned to him and gave a confused expression,“What do you mean closterfobic? We had to pass through a cave on our way to Ponyville, you seemed fine there.”

“That’s different. I’m closterfobic when it comes to being surrounded by people.” Daylight gave a small gulp as he gazed upon the horde of ponies.

“Well, the ball is going to be just fantastic for you then, seeing as how the Royal Ball has many ponies from far and wide.” She seemed to put extra emphasis on the royal ball. Daylight turned to Dusk and thought to himself for a moment.

Once he returned from his thoughts, he smiled and sent Dusk into confusion,“Good. This should be a lot easier than I expected it to be.”

“And why’s this?”

“Because we’re going into the dungeon, not the ballroom.”

“But I thought... nevermind.” Her expression was fueled with distraught. She seemed to be frustrated with Daylight. “Let’s just get this over with.”

Daylight was at a loss for words and turned to face Fancy Pants. They sat down on the far side of the booth and waited.


“So, let me get this straight. You and your wife have come all this way to only ask me a question?” Asked the blue maned stallion with the exceptional monocle.

“Yes actually.”

“It would be rude of me if I were to say ‘No’, so ask away my good sir. By the way, I love your suit. I find it rather interesting.”

“Thank you. The question is wish to ask is how does one get invited to the royal ball?”

“Quite simple really, should the princesses deem you worthy of appearing, you will receive a golden ticket. This is used at the front entrance to the castle. Don’t you already have one?” He asked, to which Daylight shook his head. “Well my good sir, that is just not acceptable.” He reached into his coat pocket and retrieved two golden tickets and handed them to Daylight and Dusk.

The author looked to the high class stallion dumbfounded,“You’d be willing to just hand over your tickets? Why?”

Fancy Pants looked to Daylight and gave a grin,“Goddess knows how I love the princesses and their entertaining events, but I actually wish to just stay home this time.”

“I can’t find the right words to thank you..” Daylight stated as he accepted the gift.

“I should be the one thanking you. You and your wife have given me inspiration for a new dress line, a dark side to clothing. I should get in touch with miss Rarity of Ponyville, I’m sure she’ll love it.”

“Thank you Fancy Pants.”

“The pleasure was all mine.”

“I’m sorry to cut this short, but my wife and I must take our leave. I hope to see you in near future.” Daylight stated.

“Before you go, I wish to give this to you.” He reached into his coat pocket once again and pulled out a small white card. Daylight accepted the card and gave it a read over. It was a business card with his number and address on it. “You and your lovely wife should give me a ‘ring’ sometime soon and Fleur de Lis and I could go on a double date with you. Let’s ‘catch up’ sometime, as they say.”

“I’d love to, thanks again Fancy Pants.”

“Call me,‘Fancy’.”

“A first name basis, nice.” Daylight gave a small smile and held his hand out for a handshake, to which Fancy accepted humbly.

After a moment of shaking, Daylight and Dusk said their farewells and turned to the exit and exited the booth. As they strode past the guard and made their way to the exit of the stadium, Dusk looked to Daylight and smiled,“He’s a lot nicer than most rich snobs.”

“So, what do you think?”

“About what?” Asked Dusk. Daylight held the business card up and raised an eyebrow.

“You want to meet up with him after we break Ditzy out?” He asked.

“Sure, it sounds fun.”

“Ok, then it’s a...”

“Date.” Dusk’s cheeks turned a light shade of red as she spoke.

Daylight continued through the hall with Dusk and a small smile and a continuous headbob presented themselves as Daylight said,“Yeah, it’s a date.” a slight sense of happiness rung through his head. “Not bad.”

Author's Note:

Well. Huh.
Nice. but... huh.

Keep it cool, Condemned.