Title:           Love in the Wrong Places
Author:          allyourwut
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First Edit:      Tuesday 10th of June 2014 05:10:36 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Friday 15th of May 2015 12:10:55 AM CDT

>Be Anonymous.
>Today you and your friend Octavia are going to be looking around town for a new set of strings for her Cello.
>You've always held feelings for that sophisticated and beautiful mare, and today you were going to show them to her.
>You meet up with her in Sugarcube Corner and grab some breakfast, then walk to the Musical Ordinance shop.
>"So, Anon. How has your week been? Well I hope."
"Yeah, I'm pretty fine, all things withstanding. I found a Job with Aloe and Lotus at the Massage Parlor down the road from Rarity's. Got a pretty nice couch with my first pay check."
>"Oh, my. They must be paying you quite well."
>You look at her and wiggle your fingers.
"I've got the powah."
>She giggles at your little joke, and just as you finish talking you arrive.
>You walk into a homey little building, no bigger than Fluttershy's Cottage you'd think.
>At the desk is an older Stallion with a Trumpet and Musical notes on his ass.
>"Hello, folks, anything I can assist you with today?"
>Octavia smiles at his offer and approaches the counter.
>You follow suit, but stay back a little and watch her plot jiggle while she walks.
>"Do you.......Cello strings? Mine.......wear and tear.......need replacing."
>Aw yiss dat glorious bootay.
>"I.......just......go grab.......on your way."
>People don't think it be like it is, but it do.
>"--nymous?"
>The ass is fat.
"Anonymous, what are you staring at...?"
>Oh no! You were staring for too long! Switch from ogling mode to full on attention mode, Go! GO!
"O-Oh. Sorry, I was just thinking about something."
>Smooth as a babby's bum.
>"I see. Well, I have a question for you."
"Sure Tavi, what's up?"
>"You don't have anything else you need to do today, do you?".
>Well, you DID have to go visit Rarity afterwards and help her move some fabric into her house.
>She had gotten it in bulk, and on sale, so there was a decent sized amount of it, but it wouldn't hurt to be a few minutes late.
>You check your watch.
>It was only noon now, and you had to be there at 1 o' clock, and that seems like a good amount of time for a walk to you.
"Nothing immediately, nope."
>"Oh, Wonderful. Would you come with me to the park afterwards? I'd like some company on a walk, that is, if you don't mind."
>Perfect! This was your chance!
"Of course. I'd enjoy a nice walk."
>Again, she smiles.
>You wish that you could take a picture of it since it made you melt every time she did.
>The old stallion finally comes back from the rear of the shop and places the strings on the counter top.
>"Here ya' go darlin', that'll be seven Bits."
>Octavia fishes some coins out of her satchel bag and places them on the table.
>"Thank ya' Kindly."
>With that you're both off on a stroll through Daywether Park.
>A pretty nice place overall, complete with a 2 mile long walking trail and a fountain in the middle.
>You walk with her humming her latest piece next to you, when she takes a seat at a bench, and motions for you to follow.
>The two of you sit there for a moment admiring the scenery of foals playing in the field when you decide to speak up.
"So--"
>"So--"
>You both look at each other for a moment, before laughing.
"Y-You can go first."
>"Ok...So...Anon. I bet you're wondering why I've brought you here today?"
>You're slightly confused.
"I thought that we were just walking through the park..."
>"Well, yes and no. You see, I've met a......pony that I sort of fancy. I've been watching him for quite some time now, and he strikes all of the right chords, if you catch my meaning."
>What!? Since When has she--
>Wait a minute...
>There was a sizable pause before that "pony" part.
>Could......Could she mean you?
>It does make sense when you think about it.
>Someone she's been watching for quite some time.
>You and her had been friends almost ever since you got to Equestria.
>It might be possible that she's talking about you.
>And, AND she said he strikes all the right cords with her.
>You were interested in the same type of music and composers as her.
>Yes, this must be it.
>It is time.
"It's ok, I-I like you too."
>At first she just stares at you.
>Then she breaks down into laughter.
>Straight up unadulterated laughter.
>Feels bretty fuckin' bad man.
>"O-Oh my, Oh goodness, that was a nice joke Anonymous. I haven't laughed that hard in a while."
>It's true, she hasn't...
>You just stare back, in silence.
>"..."
>Fucking seriously?
>"Anonymous why are you staring...O-Oh...OH!"
"Yeah...'Oh'."
>"I-I thought that--Oh dear...Look, Anonymous, I'm sorry but it just wouldn't work out between the two of us. I mean, my family is very strict when it comes to betrothal and me and you...we're not even the same SPECIES."
"I-I see."
>You turn away from her and stifle the flood of sadness from pouring out of your eyes.
>You both sit in awkward silence for what seems like eternity.
>Nonchalantly as possible, you look at your watch.
"Hey, I've gotta get going now. I promised Rarity that I'd help her out over at her Boutique."
>"A-Anonymou--"
"See ya' around, Octavia."
>It was only 12:24.