Title: Guardians of Normality 8 Author: Whatevers Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/QQsrvZD2 First Edit: Sunday 21st of December 2014 02:20:13 AM CDT Last Edit: Last edit on: Sunday 21st of December 2014 04:46:43 AM CDT >School ended and Nolan walked out of his final class, music appreciation >It was a throwaway course in case that was not obvious >He strolled down the hall to intercept Norman before he met up with Rarity, so he could give the poor guy some pointers on how to make the most of his time with her >As he approached an ajar door to his right it occurred to him that the Fashion Club met in that room >"Hm, Norman and Rarity are in the fashion club," he thought >Must be a good omen to pass that room >As he walked by the door swung open fully and two white arms grabbed him, pulling him inside >"whaaa, who dares?" he shouted, trying to remain as dignified as possible >He heard the door slam shut, and upon turning around he saw no other than Rarity >She looked awfully determined >Nolan did not like this one bit >"Rarity what are you doing?" >She quickly minced forward and put her finger to her mouth, telling Nolan to be quiet >Whispering she went on, "I want to ask you something." >Without speaking Nolan leaned in to hear >"Since you're Norman's friend, I wanted to ask you what he is like." >"What do you mean? He's ordinary. And don't you know what he is like Rarity? Why else would you go out with him?" >"Oh, I know what he is like on the outside. He's nice, cute, friendly, courteous, and agreeable-" >"Do you mean a simp?" Nolan thought, glumly >"-But I don't now much more about him than that. He is not very open, so I thought if he became more comfortable with me he would." >"does she have to be so eager?" He wondered, also glumly >"well I don't know what to tell you Rarity. He likes Xbox and pretty girls." >"Xbox?" >"Video game console." >She sighed, "well that is not going to help me." >"I am sorry," Nolan did genuinely feel bad for the girl. She was really trying to crack open Norman >What was worse was he was certain there was nothing more to Norman than what one sees >"Oh don't apologize Nolan darling, I suppose I will have to fall back on the pretty girls part. What does he like?" >"Wait what? Wha-what do you mean? Rarity, what are you planning?" >Oh nothing much," her tone became much more serious, "now answer the question!" >"well fine, he likes girls with pale skin and blue eyes. Happy now?" >"I suppose that will do. You showed me a lot Nolan, believe it or not." >"How?" >"You said he likes girls who look like me. And while that is a bit...odd, it shows that trying to trick him into opening up is a bad idea." >"Well that is big of you to admit." >"So instead I will force him," Rarity stated with bizarre cheer >"Uhhhhhh" >"Oh don't worry, force him in a ladylike way. Now I must go meet him Nolan." >She scampered out of the room >Nolan followed suit, hoping to find Norman first >"Well buddy, I either fucked you over or helped you out," Nolan noted, "If it's the latter then that twit's plebeian charms are fairly impressive."