It was 8 o’clock, Mezzo stood by the Canterlot high school gates, as he promised to his best friend, Pinkie Pie. This morning was a stressful one.

Rarity had said very little, from her getting up to when they were walking to school. The bags under her eyes were prominent, and she hadn’t even bothered to style up her hair. Rarity looked like a homeless heroin addict in comparison to the prim and proper look she was accustomed to. She purposely stayed a few paces behind and refused to keep eye contact with Mezzo. Sweetie Belle looked prepared to kick Mezzo’s ass all the way back to Manehattan. Mezzo felt like a fool, so he looked at the ground and rubbed his arm constantly.

‘Hey, Piano man!’ Mezzo looked up to see the happy-go-lucky Pinkie Pie, buzzing with excitement as was the norm.

‘Good morning, Pinkie.’ Mezzo uttered under his breath. ‘Now what was it you were going to talk to me about?’

‘Well, how was your weekend?’ Pinkie bounced around Mezzo, before he immediately grabbed her by the front of her shirt.

‘Please, Pinkie, don’t beat around the bush. I need to know about Rarity.’

‘If you insist,’ Pinkie pulled out her phone. ‘The girl’s gone mad about you.’

‘I can see…’

‘Wait, did she say about—’

‘Her "falling in love with me?" Yes, I don’t know how to react to it to be perfectly honest.’

‘Take a look at these texts she sent to me on Sunday.’ Pinkie shoved her phone into Mezzo’s face, he started to read the texts.

Rarity- 20:15
‘PINKIE! HELP!!’

Pinkie Pie- 20:17
‘What is it?!’

Rarity- 20:17
Mezzo Piano has been asked to the ball by Fluttershy!!!’

‘Well, that’s a lie,’ Mezzo butted in. ‘Fluttershy didn’t technically ask me to the Hearths Warming Eve ball, she hesitated so much that she told me to forget about it.’

‘Whatever, just keep reading.’ Pinkie rolled her eyes and alerted Mezzo back to the screen.

Pinkie Pie- 20:17
‘What’s so bad about that?’

Rarity- 20:18
‘The one guy I meet that I feel true love for can’t just slip away like this!!!’

Pinkie Pie- 20:18
‘Rare, you need to calm down, some things like that have to run its course, you can’t just manipulate someone to love you even if they don’t.’

Mezzo was surprised; you’d really expect that in a situation like this, Rarity would be the voice of reason. But of all people, Pinkie was.

Rarity- 20:18
‘I’ve got to tell him. I don’t want him to be taken by anyone :’( ’
Pinkie Pie- 20:19
‘Fine, but you do need to calm down before you do it.’

And that was where the messages ended.

‘Have you seen the state she was in today?’ Mezzo said. ‘I feel so bad…’

‘Heyheyheyhey,’ Pinkie stopped Mezzo. ‘You’ve got to realise that this isn’t your fault. Ya just gotta smile!’ Pinkie gave a grin that caught onto Mezzo as well.

‘I gotta say, Pinkie, how do you stay happy all the time?’ He said as they walked into the campus.

‘Oh, just the Crack Cocaine!’

‘Uh, what?!’

‘Just kidding! I’ll speak to Rarity today, don’t worry about it!’ Pinkie ran into the school building, grabbing onto her coat as she ran.

‘I’ve got to speak to her, for Mezzo’s sake…’ Pinkie said to herself.

Mezzo was on the basketball court, he was not sure why. Sport was never his forte, so doing any kind of physical activities with the Jocks just seemed out of place. Sort of like drinking orange juice after brushing your teeth, it just didn’t feel right.

Suddenly, there was a break for the team to switch sides. Mezzo bumped into a tanned guy around the same height as him. He had blue hair that was stuck up in a messy fashion. He looked like a ‘ladies’ man’ sort of person.

‘Oh, sorry about that.’ He replied in a cool manner.

‘Sorry to you too. I feel awkward on this court anyways.’ Mezzo was scared he would be beat up by this smug jock.

‘Same, I’m not into all of the sport stuff, I’m a music guy myself.’

Mezzo was surprised, but then again, all the girls go after the attractive musicians (he didn’t really count himself as an ‘attractive’ musician).

‘R-Really, so am I, what instruments do you play?’

‘I play guitar, you?’

Mezzo gulped. ‘I’m more of a piano man myself, the names Mezzo Piano.’ He stuck out his hand feebly to shake.

‘The names Sentry, Flash Sentry.’ The guitarist slapped his hand instead of shaking it.

They spoke for the entirety of the break, Flash even spoke of his girlfriend, who lived “out of town” apparently, Mezzo unfortunately remembered
that he had to participate, so he joined in for the sake of it.

As Mezzo walked into his changing room, he heard the footsteps and grunts of a certain purple-haired fashionista walk past. Has Pinkie spoken to her yet?

It had just been a strenuous hour of gym class, and Rarity was looking forward to a relaxing hot shower. She waited until no one was in her view, then she stripped off and turned on the shower. Hot water landed onto her naked body and she felt tension relieving off of her.

She turned around and Pinkie stood behind her. Rarity yelped and complained to her.

‘C-c-can’t you see I have my private time, Pinkie?’ The fasionista sounds a lot more exhausted than she usually does.

‘Aw, c’mon, I’ve done it to everyone, well, girls anyway.’ Pinkie got uncomfortably close to Rarity, who just pushed her away.

‘Listen, Pinkie, if you’re here to talk some sense into me about the actions I did last night, you needn’t too. I regret it all, every bit of it.’ Rarity’s eyes
started to well up with tears, Pinkie couldn’t see it through the shower water splashing down, however.

‘Listen, Rare, you’ve got to listen to me,’ Pinkie put a hand on her shoulder. ‘You’ve got to realise that Mezzo was put on the spot last night and he feels like a complete ass himself, so you’re not alone.’

‘Do you think I need to apologise?’

‘No, what’s important now is that we have a week to not get Sunset Shimmer arrested.’

‘I know—wait, how do you know?’

‘Pinkie sense, of course.’ Just as she gave her reason, Pinkie was out of the showers. She got changed and just like that, she was off, next was math class, and she needed to update Mezzo Piano on what had just happened.

‘So, yeah, that’s all you need to know, Mezzo!’ Pinkie sat in a position that made her look like she had ran the Equestrian 500, panting and slouched.

‘Well, god almighty, that was insightful.’ Mezzo replied, writing down algebraic equations as he spoke.

‘Listen, I think that the two of you should have a talk at lunch. I feel like I’ve exhausted myself for the day.’ Pinkie pulled a pen out of her hair and
started to jot down equations.

‘How do you even do that?’ Mezzo said whilst looking at the cotton candy that is Pinkies hair.

‘I dunno, I just do?’ Pinkie shrugged and continued to write.

The bell rang and the two of them packed away their things. Mezzo was worried to speak to Rarity, but if it was to save their friendship, he may as well do a little talk, not only for him, but for her.

The lunch tables at Canterlot high were packed, on one table in the far left corner of the room sat the Rainbooms, Fluttershy was quivering and looking at the floor (even more secluded than she usually is (somehow)), Sunset Shimmer was counting and recounting all the bits she could find, coming up to about 10 or so bits in total.

Rarity had her hair straight and flat, due to the shower water still not gone from her hair. Her face was pale and makeup-less. She always looked on the verge of crying. Of all the people on that table, Rarity was acting the most different today.

The only two people who had not attended to the lunch table were Pinkie Pie and Mezzo Piano. Pinkie was calming down the hyperventilating pianist.

‘Listen, you just need to tell Rarity how you truly feel, she will respect you for it.’

‘But will she?’

‘Uh, yeah, of course, that’s how shit like this works.’

‘Wait, really?’

‘Trust me, I’ve been in a similar situation to this before, this “Cheddar Sandwich” or whatever he was called.’

‘I’m sure you told me that he was called “Cheese Sandwich”.’

‘Cheese, Cheddar, Tomato, Tomahto!’ Pinkie explained. ‘Listen, you have one shot. Just play it off cool and she won’t flip out.’

Mezzo exhaled through his mouth, walked right up to the table, and looked at Rarity, straight in the eyes.

‘Hm?’ Rarity didn’t look at Mezzo, but she felt his presence.

‘Can we have a talk?’ Mezzo asked.

‘No, it’s quite alright, I’m not in the mood for talking right now.’ Rarity edged further away by the second.

‘Please…’ Mezzo held out his hand. After a few moments of hesitating, Rarity reluctantly took it. He dragged her out of the cafeteria and into the
locker halls, where he finally let go.

‘So, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?’ Rarity wasn’t annoyed or angry, she sounded rather tired and a bit concerned.

‘Well, I must apologise for the way I acted last night, I was a real ass.’

‘…really?’

‘Yes, of course, but the fact still stands, I don’t like you in THAT way. You’ve done a lot for me these past few days; you’ve treated me better than anybody I’ve ever met. You’re one of my closest friends and I’ve only known you for 4 days. That’s an accomplishment in my books. You’ll find the right guy someday, I just know that guy won’t be me.’

Rarity had a single tear fall from her eye, not one of despair, but one of genuine happiness. The girl grabbed Mezzo and hugged him so tightly he was struggling to breathe.

‘Thank you. I didn’t want to treat this whole situation so grimly, and I may have overreacted. In all honesty, Mezzo, I see you more as just a friend than a boyfriend.’

‘Good, because I feel the same.’ Mezzo replied in an eager fashion.

‘Can we pretend this never happened?’

‘I don’t really want this to ruin the thing we had going.’

‘I’ll take this as a yes, come, come Darling, we have lunch to eat.’

‘Sounds good to me.’ They merrily strolled back to the lunch table, to which Mezzo remembered. ‘Explain the money plan to the girls.’

‘Gotchya!’

‘So, you wanna go to Sugar Cube Corner right now?’ Pinkie stopped Mezzo as he and Rarity were walking out of the school gate.

‘Right now, as in right right now?’ Mezzo asked.

‘Uh, yeah, duh, when you want to get a milkshake you just go!’ Pinkie grabbed Mezzo’s arm. ‘Wanna come with, Rare?’

Rarity hid behind her school books. ‘Oh I’d love to, but I need to make THIS look presentable.’ She apologised whilst pointing at her frizzy purple hair.

‘Oh, that’s fine.’ Pinkie said as she dragged Mezzo alongside her.

‘BE BACK BY FIVE, MEZZO!!’ Rarity yelled as she disappeared around the corner, out of the pianist’s sight.

‘Oh my god I could so go for super chocolate sundae with extra sprinkles right now!!’

And so she did, with her getting as she had asked for and Mezzo getting rocky road flavour. They sat on the edge of a bridge above the Canterlot highway, watching the sun drift into the horizon. Pinkie drank her milkshake in an awkward fashion, taking long sips from the straw, yet not feeling any sort of brain freeze side effect.

‘That’s weird.’ Mezzo brought up, looking at the cars passing by below.

‘What’s weird?’ Pinkie stopped chugging down at that point.

‘I dunno, these past 4 days have been weird, with the introduction of your new friends, they’ve seemed to have changed my life.’

‘No kidding,’ Pinkie leaned against the railing of the bridge. ‘Especially Rarity, you know she’s never like that, right?’

‘Right?’

Mezzo remembered a name ringing in his head.

‘Hey, Pinkie?’ He turned to her, she was now chewing on the plastic straw that she had used to drink the milkshake with.

‘Yeah?’

‘Do you know anybody named Flash Sentry?’

Pinkie chuckled to herself. ‘Yeah, I know him.’

‘Why, what?’

‘Well, did Rarity ever tell you of Twilight Sparkle and the whole “Pony Princess” thing?’

Mezzo rubbed his forehead in stress and annoyance. ‘Yes I have.’

‘Well, she’s dating Flash, at least I think she is.’

‘Wow, must be a lucky guy to be dating a Princess.’

‘For fucks sake, Mezzo, she’s a horse. Are you promoting some kind of bestiality thing?’

‘Well, no, but… forget about it.’ The two of them giggled at that whole convocation. They just stood there in silence for about 5 minutes, by this time, Pinkie has ripped her straw to shreds.

‘Also, I’m sorry about the whole thing about the “intercourse with the girls” thing on Friday, I was just joking.’

‘Well, now that you talk about it…’

‘Wait, really?’ Pinkies face lit up, both excitedly and mischievously. ‘Who is it? It’s a girl, right?’

‘Yes, Pinkie, it’s a girl.’

‘Go on, tell me who it is!’

‘Do I really have to?’

‘We are over the top of a highway, if you don’t tell me I could push you off the bridge.’

‘Well what would the point of that be? You still wouldn’t find out and you would get a few years behind bars.’

‘Gah, fine. You win!’ Pinkie started to walk off, then ran right back to Mezzo. ‘OH, PLEASE TELL MEEEEEE!!!’

‘Fine, but don’t tell a soul.’ Mezzo embraced himself, and whispered into Pinkie Pie’s ears. She squealed in both laughter and surprise.

‘Wait, I’m surprised.’ She smirked and raised an eyebrow.

‘Really?’ Mezzo crossed his arms.

‘I mean, have you spoken to the girl, like, at all?’

‘Not as much as I would’ve liked to, but I have a lot in common with her.’

‘What do you have in common with Sunset Shimmer?’

Author's Note

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