His Little Pet

The Daily Life of Twilight Sparkle, and Spike, and Fluttershy - Volume 15

(Note, should the reader not have read up to this point in the R&S journal, Fluttershy writes in red)

I had meant to write this down while Fluttershy was here directly after the date but after writing about her first time we were both feeling a little hot under our tails and she had to go home after we'd had our fun. However, I'm over at her house now and I can get my, Spike, and Fluttershy's first date down on paper.

It was after the "Rarity got abducted by some dogs, managed to whine her way out of it, and enlisted us as pack animals with no pay" incident so we were all a bit tired and Spike was practically gnawing on his own tail from being around so many gems and not being able to eat any.

We had booked a late night table at one of Ponyville's few upscale restaurants. One I had been to once or twice. They have an ornate brass gramophone that plays the most beautiful melodies. Twilight and Spike found some nice jazz and I wanted to try dancing. We were supposed to be the only occupants that night so I could relax and have a good time. Supposed to be. We'll come back to that later.

Even though it was technically an upscale restaurant there wasn't much of a dress code. Twilight and I were wearing thin overcoats that hugged our chests and the front portion of our barrels with tails that covered our flanks and haunches. Twilight's was a dark blue-black with a swirling starscape pattern along the collar.

My own top coat was a dark green with a gold butterfly pattern along the hem and when I glanced over at Spike he had donned a simple black bow tie.

It was a quiet walk to the restaurant. I think that we were all a bit nervous about a first date and didn't know what to say. Fluttershy looked beautiful and Spike looked like his handsome dragon self. I wanted to start a conversation so I started it the only way I knew how. "Look there," I pointed to a group of stars, "That group there is Comae Berenices. I can't remember what it translates to, but I know that it had something to do with hair. What a silly thing to call a constellation."

The sound of Twilight 'educating' us filled the silence for the twenty minutes that it took to walk to the restaurant. Spike an I shared the occasional smile or eye roll as Twilight's voice climbed into mild hysterics only to calm as she moved onto a new topic. I giggled as Spike had to nudge her in the flank to get her attention and indicate that we had arrived.

The facade was intentionally low key. The only indication that a four star restaurant lay behind the modest but elegant front was a small sign in that read, in looping script, La Petite Maison.

"The Little House." Twilight commented, "Strange name for a restaurant."

"Better or worse than Le Grand Poney?" Spike asked.

Twilight giggled, "That place was insane. So, Fluttershy, the Princess wants to take me out for dinner when I pass a big exam about two years ago. I, of course, ask why we don't just have a big dinner in the palace and she says that the palace chiefs were great but you can't get the right variety with a single chief and she didn't have the heart to ask that the chief be changed every five years like they would have to be if she wanted the variety she craved."

"Excuse me," Says the waiter, "Sorry to interrupt, but would you like to be seated?" The kindly older stallion standing behind a small podium in a sharp suit asks. He's a nice fellow who introduces himself as Onyx Bellows, which is an odd name because he's a light shade of caramel and doesn't look like he has the lung capacity to shout, let alone bellow. Fluttershy smiles at him and doesn't hide behind her hair so he must be a good chap.

"Lead on, please."

Twilight continues her story as we're seated and Mr. Bellows fetches us some water. As she sits down she says, "So, then this colt, no older than four, says to the Princess, 'Well it looks to me like you're always farting.'" And I can't help the giggles that turn into quiet, shaking laughs. Twilight makes it worse when she blows a raspberry and uses her magic to make her tail swish like the Princess's.

Mr. Bellows, bless his heart, returns with our water to a table of uproarious laughter and smiles and says, "I'll just give you a moment to decide."

After we compose ourselves we set ourselves to ordering. Unfortunately they don't keep any gems at the restaurant so Spike was a bit disappointed, but he seemed to enjoy the lasagna that he ordered. Twilight, always functional over ornate, chose a club sandwich with a fruit salad side. I ordered my favourite, lightly steamed vegetables with hints of cheese, olives, and a drizzle of vinaigrette. Incredible expensive, because most of the more exotic items were imported with long range teleportation spells for freshness, but both Twilight and Spike insisted and weren't phased when I told them what I had paid for it the last time I was here, so I suppose it was ok.

What that night reminded me the most of were the times that I've hung out with Rainbow Dash and Rarity. Light conversation with playful banter and telling funny stories from our childhoods. It was that first date when I truly felt that I might be accepted into Twilight and Spike's little herd. Well, the first time when my mind wasn't clouded with lust and sleep, anyway.

The night wound down for the three of us and when we realized that the restaurant would be closing in 20 minutes we decided that now would be a good time to do the other thing that we had come here to do. Namely, let Fluttershy dance with Spike and, possibly, though not likely, myself.

After we finished our meal and I paid the waiter I asked if we could use the gramophone. Mr Bellows indicated a small alcove off to the side of a small dance floor where an expensive looking brass and wood gramophone sat. Smiling I thanked him and set out the vinyl record that Spike and I had chosen.

Spike lead me onto the dance floor like a gentleman and slowly began to sway as the music started. I was a little nervous at first but Spike smiled at me and I smiled back and I started to sway with him to the music.

Fluttershy was a bit stiff at first but as the song played on she loosened up, and then she really started to dance.

Spike was on ok dancer. He had taken lessons and he could keep up, but Fluttershy was a natural. She tapped and flitted over the floor like a firefly. She flapped her wings and floated over the dance floor, doing little spins around Spike and gently brushing him with her wingtips. She laughed and it was like the shy mare we knew had been a simple facade that had hidden the beauty that I saw before me. That and it was really cute. I could practically hear the heart attacks caused by the pure cuteness of a young dragon dancing with Fluttershy.

The song came to an end and I felt that this could become something beautiful. Of course, then life threw a curve ball into the moment.

The clopping of hooves made me stiffen. Twilight wasn't applauding us, it was coming from somewhere else. Onyx know that I'm shy and he wouldn't watch, or, if he had, he would know that I would be embarrassed about it and not mention it, so it couldn't be him. No, somepony else had just watched me pour all my feelings into a dance and it made me feel slightly sick. I've always been a shy filly. Just the thought of somepony watching me is terrifying. What if they were judging me, laughing at me, ridiculing me behind my back? I was the element of kindness for a reason. Every creature big and small deserved respect and kindness. But I could never expect that from others. I had had too many... experiences to the contrary. So the thought that somepony might have watched that and might be laughing at me. It made me angry, but overriding that anger was fear. Fear of ridicule and mean spirited words that would cut me like broken glass. So I stood frozen there on the dance floor with Spike looking worriedly up at me. I stood there and prepared for what may happen.

I observed a white unicorn and a grey earth pony walking towards us and I was a bit confused. We were supposed to be the only ponies in here, that's why we had come so late in the day, after all, but here were a pair or mares who dared to impair our affair. (Sorry, saw the rhyme and couldn't stop)(She really couldn't, I tried.)

"Hi there." I said cordially. No need to be rude, this was a public place after all, and even if I was a bit miffed that they had intruded on our little get together there was no need to be mean about it.

"Hey Twilight. Didn't think the town librarian would be eating here. But you are from Canterlot, so I guess fancy food wouldn't be off the table." The white unicorn said. I got the feeling, then, that I had met her.

"Vinyl Scratch, correct? You DJ most of Pinkie's parties."

"Damn straight I do. I get a few gigs in Canterlot and Cloudsdale from time to time but our pink friend keeps me workin' all year long."

"I would assume so. And who is your friend?"

"You mean Tavi here?" Vinyl grinned at me, "She's a hot shot cellist in Canterlot come down here to visit friends and family and currently crashing in my guest room. She also happens to be the pony that little ditty you just played was written for." Vinyl turned her grin at her companion.

"That was a long time ago Vinyl, it was a stupid fling."

The pair engaged me in conversation for a moment before leave the establishment and allowing me to go and check on my friends.

While Twilight was talking to and redirecting the two mares I was frozen stiff in front of Spike. He looked at me in concern and asked me if I was ok. When I didn't respond he came close and hugged me. It felt nice and I calmed a bit, relaxing into his embrace. "It's ok, Fluttershy, no need to be shy here, you're among friends." He whispered into my ear as he stroked my neck. I heard somepony approaching and I stiffened a little until I hear Twilight's voice.

"That was beautiful Fluttershy, I didn't know you could dance like that."

I laughed a little to ease my tension, "Neither did I, to be honest."

Spike let go and stepped back, "You really were spectacular, Fluttershy, you could be a dancer if you wanted."

"Thanks, but I really don't like the spotlight. Besides, who would take care of the animals in my place?" I smiled. I really did like taking care of animals, it wasn't something I was just good at but didn't like. I felt for the ponies in that situation. "But I think I've had enough excitement tonight, perhaps we should just go back to the library."

Twilight agreed and we went back to the library. When we got back we wrote the previous entry and, ah, had a little fun by ourselves.