Oh God Why Would You Read This 3

>Getting off of work you quickly swing by your humble abode and pick up your suit.

>The last Pinkie Pie party you were pulled to did a number on your suits jacket.

>You're not exaggerating about the "pulled" part. The pink menace wouldn't take "No" for an answer.

>And while she certainly wasn't strong enough to force you there she certainly tried and pulled the sleeve of your jacket clean off.

>Her incessant giggling at what happened stopped you from getting mad but when she started pulling on your pant leg you coincided and attended said party pony gathering.

>If you recall correctly Rarity thought the one sleeve look to be rather unique and very modern.

>Crap, Rarity. You've come full circle now as that freaking circus ride she calls a home comes into view.

>Its not that you disliked Rarity or anything.

>Its just that when you visit her she wants to know how you're doing.

>and what you're doing

>and if it isn't interesting enough she'll draw conclusions

>and the last time you were there you needed new boxers

>which led to the discuss of why you even wore boxers

>which led to a discussion (i.e. endless needling) about human undergarments in general

>then about undergarments specifically

>specifically why you needed more

>which led to the fact your current pair was ripped

>which led to the fact that it was Fluttershy's fault, sorta

>No! No. Not like that

>but Rarity didn't believe you, not entirely at least, and after that flutters wouldn't look you in the eye for a week, not that she did that much to begin with..

 

>Long story short, fuck that rabbit!

>...where were you?

>Oh yeah, gossiping marshmallow seamstress.

>Well not this time, you're going to be all business. Just "Rarity I need this fixed by tomorrow, I'll pay extra." >In and out. That's all it will be.

>With a deep breath you step across the threshold into the boutique.

>A small bell chimes as you enter and Rarity steps from the back room.

>"Welcome to Carousel Boutique! Where everything is chic, unique and magnif...Oh Anonymous! So wonderful to see you!"

>"What brings you into my shop today?"

Don't fuck this up! "Hey Rarity, I was wondering if you could do a quick patch job for me?'

>"Of course Anonymous, I'd be delighted to. But can it wait a few days? I'm terribly backed up with orders at the moment." She says flashing a sweet smile

TREAD CAREFULLY MOTHERFUCKER. "Oh...err... well would it be possible...like at all to have back by tomorrow evening?"

>"Tomorrow evening?" she says. "Why by tomorrow evening?"

Uh oh. "Ummm.. just.. want it back soon?" You seem to ask more than say.

>"Well if you need it so soon, there must be a reason" she says with a sly smile. Ah crap.

>"And why would a stallion need his best clothes on such a short occasion..." Oh she was going to draw this out. BITCH

>"My my my! It must be something terribly important...a job interview?" Oh! Silly me, you already have one." Don't say anything, she doesn't know shit unless you tell her.

>"Or maybe a special event? A wedding? No that can't be it, no one's requested any formal wear recently." ..fuck

>"Or maybe its something special for you?" ..ffffuck!

>"And just maybeeeee that something special isn't a thing but somepony?"

"FUCK!" Ah crap, that last one was out loud.

>Rarity doesn't bat an eyelash, "Ah ah ah, language Anon. What would Bonbon say if she heard such language on your date?"

...

>SNEAKY MARSHMALLOW WHORE!

>You want to be angry but she looks so damn pleased with herself all you can do is facepalm and sigh.

"How'd you know?" you ask with defeat.

>"Oh come now Anonymous. One can't gallivant about the town square with a mare on a busy market day and not expect someone to notice?"

>Curse the Destroyer and her human-back rides

 

 

 

"Well yes, I need the jacket fixed because I'm grabbing a bite to eat with Bonbon tomorrow, but its NOT a date!"

>Rarity fixes you with a rather frank stare. "Anonymous darling, you can think what you want but you're fooling yourself if Bonbon doesn't think its a date."

"We're just friends!" you protest

>"Friends?" Rarity says with a small laugh, "You've spend just as much time, if not more, with her and Lyra than any of us girls."

>"You've been seen prancing about town with her on more than one occasion."

>"and a little bird told me that a certain somepony also had a bit of a slumber party of their own a few nights ago." Her coy smile being all the punctuation that sentence needed.

You open your mouth to protest... but...crap... she did have a good point.

"Look Rarity I'm not sure what this is...anymore at least. I just want to have things go well. So could you help me with my suit please?"

>Your change of tone is noted by the unicorn, "Of course Anonymous! And don't worry, I'll stay up all night if I have to! Even if I don't get any sleep and get horrible bags under my eyes, I will see this done."

You smile a bit "Thanks Rarity, and you don't have to stay up all night, wouldn't want you ruining that pretty face."

>She waves you off, "You've already sweet talked me into doing this, further flattery is appreciated but not required."

"And just one more small favor Rarity?" You ask as she magics your clothes to her work bench.

>"Whats that?" she asks

"Could you not tell everyone about this dinner I'm having? I just don't want it to become a huge deal."

>"Of course Anon, now off with you. I must begin work immediately if I'm to meet my deadline!" she says with a bit of dramatic flair.

"Thanks again Rarity."

 

>You make your way back home and drop onto your couch with a sigh.

>Well that could of gone worse

>Your conversation with Squiggle Tail still fresh in your mind you can't help but ponder afew things.

>Is tomorrow night a date? Rarity seems to think so. You're less sure than you were before.

>But if what if Rarity is right? What if Bonbon thinks its a date, she did seem pretty nervous about asking you. But why would she be..

>Flashback to every girl you tried asking out back home. Ah crap she totally thinks this is a date.

>Regardless though you try to tamp down your concerns as you settle in for the evening.

>Just try not to make this weird Anon and have fun. Whats the worst that could happen?