Second Chance

The next week was spend in doing a lot of planning, also trial and error with the first equestrian made Duel Disk, also I spend a lot of time getting accustomed to my new body, so, I was helping the apple family and taking magic lessons from Twilight, on a personal note, bumping into Lonely Tears back in Manehattan was a miracle all on itself, the old stallion was a wellspring of information and resources, and a very interesting individual, however, by the time we arrived to Ponyville that afternoon, I already have the elements that would be necessary to put together the duel disk of Celestia.

At the same time, I was trying to get one house to myself, however that was a very big problem right now, as for all the houses in the town apparently have an owner already (I personally think that Rarity and Pinkie Pie had something to do with that), so I was still bunkered in the Golden Oaks Library, in the meanwhile, Nyx was given permission to attend to the local school, after a bumpy start, she was now enjoying friendship with the little disaster squad better known as the Cutie Mark Crusaders.

In the meanwhile, the duel disk for Celestia was ready, I am storing it in the pipboy because of Twilight and Rarity continuous pestering about showing them the finished Duel Disk, I am also practicing alone in my room, unsure wich deck I should use for the “great event” as Spike put it, with all the cards I have with me at the moment, I finally had built 6 decks: Gravekeeper, Fortune Lady, T.G. (Tech Genius), Crystal Beasts, Noble Knights, and my old reliable Spellbook deck, After a while I was banging my head against the bedside table, looking all the cards in front of me, when Nyx found me.

“What *bam* to *bam* do? , I want a showy event, and I don’t know what to expect from Celestia, Spellbook are out of the question because it took like four or five minutes to finish a turn” suddenly, two of my decks were enveloped in a deep bueish/purple aura, and a little voice asked something to me.

“Hey Chance, why you don’t play with these” the alicorn filly exclaims, my T.G. deck in her telekinetic grasp, “they are cute, and a little showy.” She added, taking out one 'T.G. Cyber magician' and examining it, taking the card from her grasp, I smiled and nodded.

“You know what?, you are right, little one, I will use them against Celestia” I said to her, smiling and ruffling her hair a little, after a while knowing her, I had noticed that she is very clingy with all of us in the library and with Rarity, I have talked with Twilight and I was always carrying my own cape in order to make Nyx comfortable around her own vest, however, she already had discovered that I am very similar to her in appearance, excluding gender, but after a little talk with her, Twilight and Rarity, Nyx promised that she never pulls off her vest in the presence of other ponies.

“I was wondering” the little filly began, when I turned around to look at her, she cringed, but still continue, “I-If you want, that is, you could teach me how to play?”

“I love to, but you need to be patient, I will teach everypony who wants to learn, AFTER I do the demonstration against Celestia.” I said, when she begins to pout, however, I remembered something, “tuck that lip young lady", I say, remembering Twilight, "when I get all the stuff that i have now out of the way, I’ll do a custom deck especially for you.”

“Really?” she asked, very excited, jumping a little and fluttering her wings.

“Really" I told her, smiling, "now, go to Twilight and see if she needs any help.”

“Thanks, daddy” the little filly said, scampering out my room, after two or three seconds, her words get to me.

“She just say… Daddy?”

The very next day, I was on my way to send a letter to Manehattan to tell Lonely Tears if he can make it to Ponyville, however on my way to the post office, I see Twilight and Rarity in one little café that I know that our white fashionista loves, and I tried to go there with them, however, when I was close, I could hear part of the conversation between the two mares, and I stopped right in my track, a little surprised.

“I don’t know Rarity,” Twilight was saying, fidgeting with one cup in her hooves, “do you think that he would accept me? I mean…”

“Gosh, darling, you are so insecure of yourself,” the dressmaker says, stopping her friend's tyrade and frowning “however, I know that Second Chance is a very noble stallion, and quite handsome too, and if your previous statement is true, he also could have… feelings about you.”

“Feelings? How come?” The librarian asked, cutely tilting her head to one side.

“Dear Celestia, you sometimes are utterly helpless” Rarity deadpanned, sighing, “Let’s see, have you seen him acting differently about you? Or some slip ups from Nyx?...Anything?”

“Um… Well, this morning I overheard a conversation on Chance’s room, and Nyx went out after saying him daddy.” The purple mare says, looking onto the horizon, a little lost in herself, a dreamy look in her eyes.

“Now Twilight don’t you see?" the white mare looking attentively to her friend, "she wants a paternal figure on her life, and, correct me if I am wrong, but she also would wants a mom”

“WHAT? I can’t be a mom!” Twilight yelled, scaring some other ponies that were passing by.

“Why not darling?, perhaps i should remember you that old filly’s rhyme: First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in a baby carriage. Granted, you didn’t see yourself as Nyx mother but give it time, and you will see” Rarity states, winking an eye to her purple friend, which has an adorable shade of crimson adorning her cheeks.

“But… but I am purple, for Celestia’s sake, all the stallions out there usually like mares in more festive colors” Twilight blurted out, folding her ears to lay flat against her skull.

“Actually, I like the purple color” I said without thinking, both mares at the café turned around to see me, and with a flash, Twilight was gone.

After a while, I sighed, and moving a chair aside I asked to the fasionista “Rarity, I need some advice” I began, sitting and eyeing the white mare, who was looking a little miffled herself.

“Why, yes, of course, but next time Chance, dont interrupt a conversation between mares, and also, darling, eavesdropping is very rude” she said chastising me.

“I was on my way to the post office, I swear that I just hear something about purple” I said faking innocence, Rarity, in the meanwhile, was silently staring at me, wondering something, “anyhow, I want to ask Twilight to a date, and I don’t know…” the rest of that phrase was lost when I feel a sudden gust of wind, and then I have the white unicorn in front of me, with our heads pressed against each other and she was looking at me with a manic grin plastered on her face.

“I can help you, but first we need that Twilight realizes that she also has feelings for you” she then looked at me, “wait a second, why you ask me about that?”

“Well, for starters, you are the most sensible of your friends", I said, rolling my eyes, "imagine that I ask for help to Rainbow or Applejack, or Celestia’s forbid it, Pinkie Pie?” I said, smirking, and soon, she  begans to laugh thinking on that possible scenario. After a while she began to talk again.

“Well, I can see your point", she says, flicking a forehoof against her eye, to remove a little tear from previously laughing, "soooo... what are your plans, Romantic dinner, an outing, Tell. Me. Everything” She practically squeak the last part.

“Sure, I was thinking that…” I began, the letter long ago forgotten.

When I came back to the library that afternoon, Twilight was on the first floor, reading something, when I entered, however, she teleports the book to her room, and then she hastily gets another one from a near bookshelf.

“Hi Chance, why are you late?” she asked me, her cheeks blushing.

“Oh, hi Twilight" I said, trying my best to maintain a straight face, "sorry about that, I lose track of the time, I was sending a letter to Lonely Tears seeing if he could get here tomorrow?”

“Good, good, and why tomorrow” she asked me, now really curious.

“Actually, I need Spike to notify Celestia that our demonstration Duel will be tomorrow, if she had the time.” I said, then, not resisting any longer, I began to laugh, gaining an anoyed glare from the mare.

“What is so funny” the purple pony exclaims, finally annoyed with my antics.

“Twilight, that book is upside down” the next thing I remember, I was jerked in a telekinetic grasp, and flung out of the library again.