Canterlot High Bachelors

by Ponysubmarine

Rating: everyone
Tags: Comedy, Human, Photo Finish, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Featherweight, Other, Romance
Length: 6637

High school, romance, and nerds. One of these things is misplaced, right?

Scribble Dee was just a normal techie girl, and was content with being such. Unfortunately for her, being a wiz at math and technology causes her to be quite the klutz when it comes to the world of romance. Will she be able to win her dream boy's heart?

Published 2015-01-03 13:10:04 UTC
Last updated 2015-01-03 13:10:04 UTC

Today's not my day

"Today's the day." Scribble Dee thought to herself as she walked to school. Yes, today was the day this petite, orange haired, bespectacled girl would make her feelings for a certain "special" someone known. At least, that's what she told herself everyday since she first saw him. Care Root, a brown-haired, thin boy who hung out with other techies at school was eye candy to Dee. He was a soft-spoken intellectual, loves mathematics, and is good with all kinds of technology, just like his fellow techies, but there was a certain human trait Dee saw in Care that other boys of his type lacked. Care Root was more socially flexible, one day he would sit beside his clique of wiz kids, and the next he would hang out with jocks. Scribble Dee first met Care Root on the first day of her freshmen year at Canterlot high school, during Mr. Cranky Doodle's algerbra class. All students were instructed to partner up with someone to introduce and get to know each other for a few minutes before pairing up with another student, something Mr. Doodle said would make the transition to high school for freshmen easier. Always the shy and quiet type, Dee felt uneasy when Care Root came up to her.
"Hello. My name is Care Root, I studied at South Canterlot junior high before coming here. What's your name?"
Dee, was quiet for a couple of seconds before responding.
"H-hi. I'm Scribble Dee, and I'm from North Canterlot junior high."
"Nice to meet you Scribble Dee."
Dee hadn't looked into his eyes for the whole introduction until he offered to shake her hand. As she shook his hand, she looked up and saw the most handsome looking baby-face she had ever gazed upon, his smile and smooth, gentle handshake pulled at Dee's heartstrings. It was as if she had just met an angel. That was one year ago, but that day never faded from Dee's memory. As she was reminicing, her deep thoughts were disturbed by a loud, but familiar shout.
"HEY DEE, WAIT FOR ME!"
Water Melody, a red-berret wearing girl from Scribble Dee's drama class, ran to catch up with her, with an exageratted smile on her face.
"Melody, you scared the bejeebers out of me!"
"Sorry Dee, but you looked kinda down from where I saw you, so I just wanted to suprise you, that's all. Plus, I wanted to try my high-pitch for the play I'm gonna be in next week!." Melody said with a cocky grin.
Scribble Dee meerly rolled her eyes and pretended not to notice.
"So Dee, you finally gonna tell 'you know who' about 'you know what'?"
Melody's question caught Scribble Dee off guard, and caused her to blush a deep shade of scarlet that rivaled her bright orange hair. Melody knew she touched upon a weak spot and decided to exploit it. "You know you can't hide it forever, because the longer you do, the likelier it is you're going to make an embarrassement of yourself when you do decide to tell him. So get it out of your system girl, you know I'll be right along the sidelines cheering you on. Just go for the gold Dee! Unless..."
Melody grinned sheepishly as she said that last part. Dee simply asked, "Unless what?"
"Unless you want someone else to, say, 'capture his heart', like yours truly."
Scribble froze and stopped dead in her tracks. "YOU WOULDN'T DARE!" She yelled, but quickly covered her mouth as other bystanders turned to look at the source of the rackett. Letting out a hearty laugh, Melody tried to compose herself upon the sight of a now embarrassed Scribble Dee. "Hey, chill girl, overreacting is my job. Besides I was only kidding, but seriously, see what I mean?" Dee caught up with her friend and realized what she meant. If she wanted to avoid a humiliating scenerio on epic proportions regarding her mega crush on Care Root, Dee had to swallow her fear and go up to him and confess now.
"Oh Melody, I'm sorry, but...I'm just scared." Dee said.
"Come on Dee, don't be. Everything will be fine as long as you come clean with Care. Though I'm still a bit suprised at you. There is a lot you two can talk about seeing as you like technology like he does. Your a techie, there should be plenty of common ground between you guys. Just pretend he's someone else, like me, seeing as you have no problem talking to me."
Dee thought about that for a moment, before brushing aside that idea. "Melody, I can't do that, he's just so...him. It's impossible to think otherwise!"
As the pair neared Canterlot High, Dee noticed the one person that made her jump behind Melody like a scared bunny. Care Root. He was walking with a Atomic Adam, a skinny, taped-glasses wearing boy, talking matter a factly about the latest in video gaming consoles. "You know, saying hi to him is a good start." said Melody.
"Oh, no no no no no." whispered the now trembling Scribble Dee. "M-maybe some other time. Yeah, maybe some other day, for real this time! I can wait another few months or so!." Melody simply shook her head and decided she had enough. "Okay, that's it, it's do or die baby." she said and then procedded to drag Dee by her arm to Care Root. "Melody what are you doing? Nooooo! My hair is all curly and messed up!"
Melody simply retorted, "Your hair is always curly and messed up, now come along."
"B-but, my breath smells bad"
"Your breath's fine, now stop being so difficult." Care Root appeared larger now as the girls were getting closer to the school's enterance. Now, other students were beginning to see the now unfolding scene between Dee and Melody. The sight was simply comedic. Water Melody was almost literally dragging Scribble Dee in the direction of the wiz kids while students scratched their heads or pointed and laughed as were class clowns like Snips and Snails. Scribble Dee was struggling like a mad little puppy being hauled at by its coller, until she heard a "Hi girls!" from Care Root, now standing a few feet away. Dee tried to calm herself by standing next to Melody, who had now let go of her, and formed the widest, cheesiest smile one could imagine.
"Hi, guys!" responded Melody before elbow bumbing Scribble Dee. "Dee you dodo, say something! Start with hello!" She whispered strongly.
"AAAAUUUUGGGGH!" Dee blurted out.
"Come again?" Care asked. Melody just face palmed as Dee let out the unintelligible greeting. Quickly, she decided to try a cover up for her.
"Oh, Dee, is that hi in Klingon? I remember that from the movie we saw last night. Good memory!"
"Actually, the correct pronunciation for that is 'nuqueH', with a little more raspiness in i-" Adam almost finished his correction before being interrupted by Care Root.
"Nevertheless, a good start for a beginner." he said cheerfully.
"Hehe, well, my friend is a nerdette afterall! Anyways, Dee would like to tell you something important by the way. Alright Dee what was it again?"
Scribble Dee was at a loss for words and blushed.
"AAAUUUGGH BOOO BLAGH!"
"Sorry, I didnt catch that. What did you say?"
Melody was losing her patience with Dee. She crossed her arms and thought, "Okay Dee, you asked for it." and then decided to tell Care what her friend felt. Scribble immedietly intercepted her and continued to make weird gestures and sounds.
"Wait a minute." Adam again interrupted. "I know what this is about."
"You do?" Both girls said in unison.
"Yup, now I see." Adam, now turning to face Care.
Dee was confused, but more relaxed as she saw a smile on Care Roots face as he nodded.
"You want to join our computer club, don't you?" Care Root asked.
Dee's jaw dropped in bewilderment. Melody just lowerd her head. "Really?" She mused to herself, "Are all nerds this dense?" An idea then hit her, and she once again found herself grinning. "Yeaaaah, that's it, Scribble Dee here wants to join your club. After all, she doesn't know where else to vent her excess knowledge of gizmos, so hey, why not let her join you guys?"
"That sounds great!" Care joyously squeed in delight. "Our club meets up in the computer room right after school. We'll see you there!"
Melody let out a breath of relief as Care and Adam departed. "You owe me big time, girl." she pointed to Dee, who simply fainted onto the school sidewalk. "Come on, now you're just being silly Dee, at least now you can be closer to your l'amour vrai, am I right? Dee? Still with me? Earth to Dee!"

To be continued...

Author's Note

This is the first chapter to my Equestria Girls inspired story I said I was going to be working on. It's not flawless, as this is the first time I have ever attempted something like this, but hey, how am I supposed to learn with out criticism and experience, right? Anyway, please enjoy and comment. ;)

Boys, Girls, and Dogs

"Where am I?" Scribble Dee asked as she arose from her slumber, awaken by a strong, medicine-like smell. She looked around and noticed she was laying on a bed in a small, clean, white room. She wondered how she got here, and suddenly remembered what happened.
"Oh no, I fainted didn't I?" She said, almost in a panicky manner.
"Ah, finally awake I see." Someone said to her.
Dee turned to see a woman, clad in white clothes. It was Ms. Redheart, the school nurse, smiling as she was inspecting a thermometer.
"You took a nasty bump there young lady." Redheart told Dee.
Dee looked dazed and confused.
"How did I get here?"
"A young man brought you in sweetie. He is pretty worried about you.
Dee shook her head. She didn't know any young men personally except her cousin, Curly Twist, a tall, athletic, senior year student, who had dark blue frizzy hair.
"Young man?" asked Dee.
"Yes, in fact he is sitting here right now, have a look for yourself." Redheart cheerfully answered as she opened the cubbicle curtains surrounding Dee's bed. She gasped and scurried below her sheets when she saw him.
"It can't be!" Dee said to herself. "No way."
The young man was none other than her "Romeo", Care Root. Care gently raised the blanket covering Dee's head and gave her a warm smile as he saw her.
Nurse Redheart simply turned to leave the room saying, "I've got to take some papers over to the office, do you think you can stay and watch her for a little bit while I return?"
Care Root nodded and turned his attention back to Dee.
"Excellent. Thank you!" Redheart said as she left the room.
"Um, h-hi." Scribble Dee's face lit up like a stoplight as she squeeked those words, forming a bashful smile,her glasses now beginning to fog up in exitement. Her heart raced faster than a horse at the country derby as Care Root neared his face closer and closer, as if to inspect the blushing girls face for injury. His eyes stared into hers as he got close.
"Is this it?" Dee thought to herself. "Is he really going to for a kiss?"
All of a sudden, Care gave Dee a slobbery lick to her cheek.
"Woof woof" Care Root said.
"Huh?" Dee said, her eyes now wide and bewildered.
.................................................................................................................................
"Winona cut that out right now!"
Dee opened her eyes and shifted her sight around before noticing a white and brown Border Collie happily licking her cheek once more. Dee then realized that she was still lying flat on the concrete side walk where she had fainted, and let out a sigh of relief, and at the same time, of dissapointment that her sensual bedside encounter with Care Root was only a dream. She let out a pout, but was interrupted by, Water Melody, who was kneeling by her side the whole time Dee was out, and chuckled with solace as the dog continued its tirade of messy licks against her friend.
"Hahaha, man oh man, are you okay Dee? You took a nasty fall there, scared me half to death." Melody said.
"Winona, stop lickin' her and get back here!"
Scribble Dee recognized that voice as being that of Applebloom, a frail-looking, country girl who wore a pink bow on her bright red hair. Applebloom was the youngest member of the Apple family, who are best known for the finest tasting apples in the state.
Dee rose from the sidewalk and brushed herself off before petting Winona.
"He he, it's okay Applebloom, Winona is just playing."
"Ah know that, but we're already late fer sciance class! Winona's gonna help me with ma' project, aren't ya girl." Applebloom said confidently as she carried her dog up to her chest. Winona simply wimpered. "Take care girls!"
"You too, and good luck" Dee responded encouragingly as Applebloom sprinted towards the school's enterance, where she joined up with two of her friends, a scruffy-looking tomboy, and a sweet, "Shirley Temple" looking girl.
"Are you sure you're okay Dee? After that fall you took, I don't think you should even go to class." Melody said worringly as she gently massaged Scribble Dee's head.
"Oh, I'm fine Melody, really. It could've been worse. Thanks anyway."
"Whatever you say Dee, but boy did you went splat when Care and Atom walked off."
"He he, yeah, I guess I didn't expect that encounter to be productive." Dee giggled in embarrassment as she waved and reassured her friend, but soon, her joyous expression turned into a worried look as she and Melody entered the school.
"So...did he...do you really believe Care meant it when he said he'd be happy to have me join the computer club?"
"Totally! He seemed nice Dee, I don't know why you were so scared of talking to him. Just be who you are. I can't stress that enough. Talk about computers, math, whatever you guys have in common! "
Hearing Melody's encouragement, made Dee feel like she could take on the world. Then again, taking on the world would be an easier task than winning a cute boy's heart, at least that is what Scribble Dee thought to herself when she parted ways with Melody as both girls went to their respective classes.
"I'll see you at lunch girl!"
"See ya later Melody, and thanks for your help!"
While Dee appeared confident, the feeling of anxiety was not entirely lost. She felt like today was going to be her longest day.

To be continued...

Author's Note

Chapter 2! Enjoy :)

The admirer with the camera

Featherweight was a quiet boy, speaking only when spoken to. It's not that he is unfriendly, just that he is in his own little world. He is often seen carrying a camera, and is with the Canterlot high school newspaper, as well as the photography club. Gaunt in stature, Featherweight is easily distinguishable as the kid with smooth, light brown hair, and an awkward set of gapped teeth, not to mention the fact that he stood at 5'0, shorter than most boys his age. Nevertheless, Featherweight was always seen with a confident smile on his face.
Featherweight decided to eat his lunch at the cafeteria for once, as he usually ate his meals out in the sun, sitting on the soccer field benches behind the school, always with his trusty camera, hoping to take a good shot of anything that transpired in the world. This time however, he felt that he needed to make a change in his routine, afterall, it's not healthy to be too repetitive. He took a seat at the table with his fellow photography club member, Photo Finish, a young Austrian girl who, like Featherweight, is an aspiring photographer, as well as a fashionista. Featherweight considers Photo Finish as not only a respected upperclassmen, but also his mentor, who shares his pashion.
"Featherweight, ze photos you took during ze battle of ze bands concert are wunderbar!" Finish said with a heavy accent and strong fervor.
"Thank you ms. Finish."
"Oh, now don't be too modest, your making me feel old"
If there is one thing that most people quickly learn about Featherweight, it's that he's very modest towards his peers, especially the upperclassmen. Photo Finish didn't usually mind, but since she had been friends with this kid for awhile, she considered it too unnatural and this often made her go crimson with embarrasement.
"Sorry ms-, oh I mean Photo Finish."
"So, tell me, which university do you plan on going to ven you graduate?"
Featherweight almost answered when his attention suddenly focused on someone. His jaw dropped, and his posture froze when he saw him. Photo Finish gave a curious look and snapped her fingers at her mesmorized peer
"Hallo? Ist bei lhnen? (Hello? Are you okay?) Earth to Featherweight!"
Featherweight took his camera a took a snapshot at the direction he was looking, before realizing he was ignoring Photo Finish.
" 'Gasp', I'm so sorry, I didn't meant to-"
Photo suddenly snatched his camera and brimmed with an exited smile.
"Let me see what you took! Maybe you spotted ze perfect picture and had to take it, ja? Ooh, let me have a look...what is this?"
Featherweight blushed and looked at Photo with mortification.
"I-it's nothing, j-just gimme back my camera, okay! Please?"
Photo Finish inspected the picture curiously, and then noted Featherweight's suddenly awkward composure. She had never seen this kind of behavior from him before, but it didn't take long for her to connect the dots and figure out what was up. Featherweight was beginning to look desperate as he struggled from across the table trying to take back his camera. Photo simply let out a devious grin.
"Ooooh my." She said in an evocative tone as Featherweight gave up and sat back down, covering his face with his shirt. Photo could've sworn she heard faint sobbing from him, and decided to collect her composure as she took his lunch tray as well as hers to put away before gently taking Featherweight by his hand towards the library, so as not to make a scene in front of the whole student body in the cafeteria.
..........................................................................................................................................
Canterlot high school's library was majestic in size and looks. It was more then just a place to study, it was a place of zen. The library looked more like the exquisite interior to a castle, with its glass ceiling and relaxing atmosphere, it was perfect for someone who wanted to, in a way, disapear from the outside world in solitude for a while. As Photo Finish guided Featherweight into the library, she scanned for a place where the two can have some privacy.
"We should be fine here." Photo told Featherweight as they sat down on an old couch secluded behind a large case of history books no one really paid attention to. Featherweight had by now brought himself under control as Photo looked at him with concern.
"Okay, now tell me, do you have a crush on..."
Taking a deep breath, Featherweight answered, "Yes, yes I do. To be honest, I have no idea what came over me. I've had my eye on Care Root for some time now, but I rarely saw him until today."
"Is that ze reason you never eat at the cafeteria?" Photo asked.
"Partially, I mean you would think I'd see him in the hallways, but I somehow don't run into him becuase of the rush of students getting to class."
Photo raised her eyebrow at him. Either Featherweight was blind in the halls or purposely ignored his own feelings.
"It didnt help that he sat literally across from our table Photo! I tried to stay calm and collected, but my photographic impulse took over. I guess I put on a face of normality so that I don't let my emotions get the better of me, but today was different."
Photo Finish smiled at him as he shrugged.
"You act as if this is a bad thing. Why? Is being gay such a big deal?"
Featherweight then shifted his eyes towards her and irritatingly answered. "It is if the person you want might not share these feelings!"
Photo Finish now understood. Poor Featherweight wasn't very self-assured on this matter, so he masked himself in his hobby. She gathered her thoughts on what to do say on the matter.
"Featherweight I know this is troubling you, but you can't let ze club down. Put aside these thoughts und...und..."
An image suddenly appeared on her mind. Photo Finish can be, let's say, quite suggestive in her thinking at times. She remembers all too well when she made Fluttershy, a pink-haired, bombshell of a girl, into a model for her photography last semester, and many boys paid good money for those pictures. Maybe, she could...yes perhaps she can! Photo Finish could easily make a decent profit from taking snapshots of Featherweight and Care Root as a couple! Afterall, what was that Japanese genre of homoerotic romance called that was so popular with girls these days? Yaoi! But of course! Physically, both Care and Featherweight had cutesy characteristics that evoked yaoi. The more Photo thought about it, the more her idea grew. She started glowing red from her cheeks that she began making Featherweight nervous.
"Photo Finsh? Are you Feeling alright?"
Photo Finish then took Featherweights hands and held them with her own.
"Featherweight, how would you feel if I helped you win Care's heart? What if I told you it vas possible?"
The two ventured out of the library and into the empty photography classroom to discuss their next move. For Featherweight, seeing the confidence in his friends face made him feel much more hopeful about his chances with Care Root. For Finish however, it was a matter of personal acclaim, profit, and photographic oppourtunity.

Help me help you

For Scribble Dee, it felt like today was taking an eternity to end. She was nervous, her mind going crazy thinking about how her first afternoon with the computer club would go. Mostly, however, she was set on how she was going to interact with Care Root. Dee's palms have been sweaty since the beginning of the day, and what's worse, it seems she thinks she may have caught the attention of Ms. Cheerilee, her english teacher. At the end of class period, Dee rushed out of the classroom and into the library, seeking an escape from the hectic hallway traffic. It was her lunch period, but Dee decided to skip it in favor of alone in tranquility, but unfourtunately for her, this only made her more anxious. The library was mostly empty, with the exception of two students sitting behind a bookcase farthest from the enterence. Sitting down on one of the library's couches, Dee massaged the sides of her head when she was noticed someone was approaching her.
"Are you alright Scribble Dee?" said an angelic, soothing voice.
"Ms. Cheerilee?"
Suprised, Dee looked up and saw her teacher standing before her with a look of worry on her face. Cheerilee then took a seat next to her on the couch.
"I noticed that you looked troubled in class, is everything all right? I've never seen you like this before."
"Oh, it's nothing Ms. Cheerilee, just a migraine. I'll be fine."
Cheerilee smiled and raised an eyebrow at Dee's answer.
"Listen, I always know when one of my students is having trouble, it's sort of a gift, so please tell me what's wrong. Let me know how I can be of help."
Dee fidgeted her thumbs as hesitantly looked at Cheerilee.
"Sigh', well, its sort of...complicated. I've been...you know..."
Dee blushed and shifted her eyes to the side in a pitiful manner, unwilling to tell her teacher about her situation. Upon seing Dee's face turn red, Cheerilee backed her head a bit , looking somewhat suprised at her pupil, and stared for a few seconds before speaking.
"It's about a boy, isn't it sweetie." Cheerilee said smoothly.
Dee looked forward all of a sudden and gasped.
"It's alright, Dee." Cheerilee reassured her.
"How did you know?"
Ms. Cheerilee sat up straight and backed into the couch and grinned softly.
"I've been in your shoes before, not so long ago in fact." She answered.
"I too acted in an odd manner whenever I had "butterflies in my stomach", no offense."
Dee gave a shy look, fiddled her fingers together and said, "So I was that obvious, huh?"
"Yep, but that's okay. It happens to all of us. Are you having problems with 'this special someone' Dee?"
"No, it's not like that, it's...just...I'm having trouble approaching him. I don't know what to say or what to do. I just turn into goop when I get near him, it's just nuts." Banging herself on the head, Dee groaned in frustration at the thought.
"Have you ever had a boyfriend before?" Asked Cheerilee.
Dee simply shrugged and responded, "Never." Cherilee held her chin up with her hand as she thought of what she could tell her student on this matter. Alot of people she knew had been with multiple people in their lives, but honestly, she has never had to help someone who's never had a relatonship before. It was one of those difficult questions that doesen't have a satisfying answer to first time seekers. Not knowing what to say to her students made Cheerilee feel helpless, but she didn't want to give terrible advice. All she could do at this point is take a deep breath, smile confidently, and do the best she could with what she knew.
"What do you like to do Dee? Before you get to know someone, you have to know yourself a little. From there, you can seek out common interests. Once a good conversation starts, shyness simply melts away. Trust me, I understand you completely on this. The best thing you can do is just talk to him, by starting off with a hi, or ask him how his day was. It's the little things you say that build up a big conversation. From my experience, I've noticed that boys are alot more bashful than girls, and they almost always carry on a dialouge when they are spoken to and approached by a girl, becuase it's much harder for them to open up."
Dee started to look more intentively. If Cheerilee was right, then maybe talking to Care Root would be simpler than origionally thought. Dee is already aware that Care shares some of her interests, like computers, math, and video games. Perhaps she just needed to take a step back and evaluate herself more, and take baby steps with him. Or maybe she felt a little more confident with how Ms. Cheerilee's advice. Afterall, she isn't dragging her kicking and screaming toward Care like Melody did earlier this morning. Dee still had some doubts though.
"But, Ms. Cheerilee, what if he doesn't like me, what if-"
Ms. Cheerilee cut Dee off by placeing her index finger on her lips, giving a soothing shush motion, then stood up and patted Dee on the shoulder, giving her one last thing to dwell on before the end of lunch period. "Don't rush this Scribble Dee. As long as you take things slow, you have nothing to worry about, I promise. You're a good kid, and you're a beautifal and smart young girl Scribble Dee, what's there not to like about you? Always keep your chin up, and never think of the worst case scenerio on these things. You'll be alright."
A sense of confidence swept Dee as Cherilee began to walk away.
"Thank you Ms. Cheerilee!" She said with a vigor.
Amazing what a calm pep talk can do to someone who's a little shaky. It was one of the reasons so many students liked Ms. Cheerilee so much. Yes, she was pretty, but she also had a good heart and always tried to give students the best help she could, not just with school work, but with their personal problems as well. Before departing, Cheerilee turned back to Dee and got close enough to quietly ask her, "By the way, who's the lucky guy?"
Dee turned crimson, but smiled as she whispered in response, "Care Root."
Maybe today wasn't going to be such a long day after all, she thought to herself positively as Cheerilee walked away.

Welcome to our humble club!

It was nearing the end of the school day, and Scribble Dee was looking at the clock by her classrooms door, anxiously waiting for it to strike 3:20. It seemed as if the last five minutes of class would last forever. Mr. Discord's physics class was always fascinating to Dee. She loved his enthusiasm and his sense of humor, even though he seemed a bit odd, sometimes even scary. But sadly, Dee could not bring herself to listen to him today, because after the bell for dismissal rings, she will head straight for the computer clubroom, and face her love interest.
Dee took Ms. Cheerilee's advice to heart, and now had a good idea what to do when she got there. She wasn't on the verge of fainting like at the beginning of school, but she still feels a little nervous. As Dee continued to ponder, she was startled by the vibration of her cellphone, rumbling in her pocket. Discreetly, she pulled it out and looked down at it beneath her desk
"Hey Dee, u ready for ur first day of comp. club?"
It was a message from Watermelody. Dee typed cautiously to avoid catching Mr. Discords attention. Fortunately for her, Discord was busily entranced by his own lecture, waving and gesturing like a musical conductor as he discussed AMO (Atomic, molecular, and optical physics).
"Yeah, I'm ready. Still a bit jittery, but I think I'll be fine. :) "
"I can meet with you after class if you want a little encouragement."
Though Dee did feel like she did need some motivation, Melody's brash behavior this morning convinced her that it was best to do this alone. After all, she didn't want to embarrass herself in front of Care Root again, even though he didn't seem to notice. Still, she didn't want to rush things. Melody's recklessness almost rivals that of Rainbow Dash.
"Thanks Melody, but I've got this, don't worry." Dee responded.
"You go girl! Tell me all about it later tonight 'kay?"
Dee smiled to herself, her anxiety turning into an excited impatience. The bell suddenly rang, signaling the end of the school day and a mad rush of activity that poured out of the classrooms and into the hallways as students either headed for home, or attended extracurricular activities on school grounds.
Mr. Discord cooed his class as each student walked out of class.
"Au revoir kids, and have a splendid weekend!"
...............................................................................................................................
Dee took several breaths before opening the club room door, and tried to be positive by constantly thinking to herself that all will be fine.
"Deep breaths girl, deep breaths." Dee said to herself.
She then slowly opened the door, immediately catching the attention of everyone in the room.
"Well hi there! Welcome to our humble little club. We were expecting you."
Dee turned to her right and saw Atomic Ned smile at her.
"Sweet, another girl! My name is Velvet Sky. You must be Scribble Dee. Care told me you would be dropping by and also mentioned you were interested in joining our club." said a brown haired girl wearing a yellow scarf when she suddenly appeared and shook Dee's hand.
Velvet was making Dee feel rather uncomfortable with the way she was greeted. Everything felt like it was going too fast. Thankfully, Atomic Adam came to her aid and gently pushed the scarfed girl aside.
"Easy there Velvet, give her some room."
Velvet then looked at Dee, embarrassed at herself.
"Oops, sorry, I kinda got carried away. I'm just exited to know that I won't be the only girl in this club anymore!"
"Only if she decides to join-"
Scribble Dee interrupted rather strongly, "Of course I'll join!", only to quickly cover her mouth with her hands.
"Ooh, me and my big mouth!" She thought to herself. An outburst like that will surely make the club suspicious to her actions and expose the real reason she joined the club if she wasn't careful.
"Alright!" Yelled Velvet as she punched the air. "I'll go get refreshments, make yourself at home Dee."
Care Root opened up a chair for her and smiled. Velvet's excitement prevented him from property welcoming Scribble Dee. His gentle voice caught her off guard as he offered her a seat.
"Sorry about that." He whispered to her.
Dee looked at him and blushed. Indeed, Velvet was good at distracting as she didn't even know Care was right behind her. She then got a rush of adrenaline as she composed herself and began to think of a way to break the ice. As she sat down by a large table, she couldn't help but notice that Care was repairing a laptop.
"Is that an Alien ware 13 graphics amplifier!? Those are brand new!" She gasped. "Is it the school's or yours?"
Care smirked as Dee questioned him.
"It belongs to Vinyl Scratch, the school disk jockey. She dropped it on the ground and damaged it, so I offered to repair it for her."
Care Root said this rather happily as he removed the damaged outer surface.
"I felt bad for her since she said she didn't have any money to fix it, but I said it was no problem."
Dee looked at him with astonishment. "That's rather generous of you."
Just then, Velvet Sky returned to the room with drinks.
"That's our Care Root. He's always trying to help out everyone with their tech. He's just loves gizmos so much, and with a face like his, you'd think he was an angel. Yup, he's got a heart of gold alright!"
"Aw, gee." Care blushed, "Now you're just having fun with me."
"Don't take it the hard way buddy." Ned responded "It's true."
Care responded with a nervous chuckle and resumed his work.
Ned and Velvet went to the side of the room to play on a Super Nintendo that had been installed, deciding to leave the de facto leader of their club with Dee.
"Anyways, Scribble Dee, what do you like to do?" Care Root asked.
Now Dee had Care's attention, and her mind quickly went blank. While not necessarily alone, she had never expected to converse with Care so soon. Not that she didn't want to, but it was her first day as a member of the computer club after all.
Dee thought to herself, "Come on, it's not like he's proposing to you, get a grip!"
Just as she finished thinking, a picture formed in her head. An altar before a chapel, a priest, and Care Root standing right before her in a nice suit with his hand held out and-
"WHAT AM I THINKING!?" Dee thought. "Me and my stupid imagination!"
In a split second, the world around her suddenly paused, as Dee scrambled to think of something, anything, that can get a conversation going. Without thinking, she simply blurted out whatever words that she could think of.
"Bake cake."
Dee shuddered, realizing what she had just said, and scolded herself in thought.
"DUMMY! DUMMY! DUMMY!! Cake!? Of all the things you could say, cake?"
Care Root interrupted her thoughts and broke the awkward silence.
"That's sounds neat."
"Huh?" Dee was confused, but relieved at the same time.
The two other club members turned around, with Velvet chirping with delight.
"Ooooh, you can bake cake Scribble? I love cake!"
Ned pitched in and motioned his hand at Dee.
"Me too! Hey, maybe you could make a cake for the upcoming school bake sale!"
Taking advantage of this situation, Dee simply agreed to this suggestion.
"O-okay." She said bashfully. Dee couldn't say no, not after seeing how happy Care Root looked as she said she liked to bake cake.
She smiled nervously, and tried to change topics before adding more to the matter.
"Say, is that Street Fighter II?" she asked.
"Oh, why yes." Care answered, "Wanna play a round?"
...............................................................................................................................
After a day of nerdy activities, the computer club decided it was best to call it a day. Dee enjoyed spending time with the group of techies. She beat back her fear and got close to Care Root, even though she blundered a bit. Video games and computer discussions, as well as completing math homework were done with enthusiasm because Dee shared these interests with this group. When she played on the Super Nintendo with Care, she felt her anxiety melt away. This sort of distraction from thoughts of love and other romantic ideas helped ease Dee's fears with being with him, and instead flooded her brain with optimism about her future with the club, and with Care Root. Just as the group dispersed, a dreaded question came from Ned.
"Oh, one more thing Dee, the bake sale is next Tuesday, do you think you can sign up for it before you go home? If you like to bake, then I'm sure you'll love this activity."
Letting off a nervous grin Dee answered, "But of course!"
"Awesome, see you later!"
Care Root and Velvet patted her on the back before leaving, with Scribble Dee walking alone towards her locker, thinking to herself deeply.
Scribble Dee's mind went haywire.
"Ooooh, why did I have to speak before thinking!?" She said to herself. "I don't know how to bake cake!"
Just as Dee finished her sentence, she heard an exited voice exclaim from within a locker beside hers.
"WHAT!? You don't know how to bake cake!"
The echoing locker suddenly popped open, revealing a pink-skinned girl with fuzzy pink hair. Dee fell back on her bottom in astonishment.
"H-how, what, where did you-?" Dee asked in bewilderment.
"Never mind that silly! You just said you don't know how to bake cake, and I'm here to help you! Oh, my name's Pinkie Pie, what's yours?"
"Scribble Dee." Dee answered rather jittery.
The energetic girl helped Dee up and took her by the hand as the two exited the school.
"Where are we going!?" Dee asked as Pinkie Pie dragged her.
"We're going to my most favorite place in town! Sugar Cube Corner!"
................................................................................................................................................
"Okay Featherweight, first things first, before we make ze magics, you must catch Care Root's attention!"
Standing outside Sugar Cube Corner, Photo Finish lectured Featherweight on her plan to help him get with Care Root.
"But how Finish?" The frail boy asked.
"It's very simple my little friend. You are going to enter ze bake sale ze school is holding this Tuesday and win his heart through his stomach! Mein mother conquered mein father with zis tactic, and behold, I am before you!"
Featherweight raised his eyebrow questionably and thought, "There she goes again, all melodramatic."
"I guess it's worth a try." He said.
"Oh it'a worth a try alright." Photo said to herself. Grinning deviously, she ran through her plan once more in her mind.
"If I intend to achieve zis successfully, I am going to need some help. Now, what was the name of zat sage girl again? Ah yes, Zecora. If I recall, she may have something that can help with zis little...problem"
To be continued...