"Gotta hurry, gotta hurry!"
>The school bell had just sounded, and Norman was anxious to meet Rarity
"She's probably already there!" he wheezed
>He turned a corner and found Fluttershy standing in his way
"Hi Fluttershy," Norman greeted, before steeping around her, "Bye Fluttershy."
>"Not so fast funnay man," a conspicuously Southern voice greeted
"Oh Jesus Christ," he muttered
>"What was that? Ah whatever, we are here to warn you lover boy."
>Fuck off he thought, but still stuck around
>It being best to appear sympathetic to what they have to say
>"Specifically we are here to warn against any funny business you have planned."
>"Y-yea," Fluttershy piped up
>Play it innocent Norman
"Oh, whatever do you mean?"
>"Takin' advantage of her," Applejack stated
>"Leaving her alone and unloved," Fluttershy added
>"Leaving her an alpha widow"
>"A bereft and unhappy single mother!"
>Okay, these girls are crazy
>Like all dames
"Was not planning on any of that."
>"Of course you won't Norman, we won't allow it."
>No...
>"We are gonna follow ya and make sure everything is on the up and up."
>Those word were like a dagger through his penis, slaying its hopes and dreams
>Truthfully Norman doubted he would score today, but he wanted to try.
>And it's not like these two were going to leave him alone
"No you won't."
>"Yes we will?" replied Fluttershy
"Nope."
>Norman started walking away and Applejack called
>"We're just gonna follow ya anyway, we know where she lives!"
>God damn it!
>Nolan promised he would help him out.
>Please Nolan, why hath thou forsaken me!
>Luckily Norman felt his phone vibrate
>Checking he saw a text from Nolan
>'Hey bro, I saw those 2 bugging u. Dont worry, I have a plan.'
>Nolan does not abandon
 
>Norman saw Rarity standing, expectantly, at the flag pole
>Being ogled by envious prying eyes
>"Ay, Rarity!"
>She turned, smiled, and waved.
>Not wasting time, he escorted her to to her car
>Fairly emasculating to be taken to the home of a girl by said girl
>During the trip, while they chatted, Norman spied two pairs of headlights
>His torment and his salvation followed him closely
 
>Arriving at a nice but not wealthy home Norman was taken aback
>He expected Rarity to belong to some posh country club estate
>What an interesting girl
"Definitely have a better shot now." He stated aloud.
>The prospect of meeting an old money family frightened Norman considerably
>"I'm sorry Darling?" Rarity asked for clarification
"Nothing at all Rarity. Just less nervous now."
>"Oh wonderful."