A Sweet Date with Button

Sweetie looked closer at the face of the boy in front of her, then gaped in shock. "Button?!"

"S-sweetie?!"

Button jumped up, still in a surprised stupor. Sweetie Belle, here? He didn't think it possible! After all, she was never there before, nor did she ever come back to the arcade after that day. Course, he kind of figured that. She was a pretty, pretty girl who happened to be bored and alone that day. Why would she go back into a place meant for people like...well,him?

But no time for that at the moment. Back to reality.

Sweetie could only stare at Button, who did the same. "I'd..I'd never thought i'd see you here, of all places!"

She sat down. "I always figured you were," she paused, "a loner kind of guy." She looked at him, scrunching up. "No offense."

He kind of took offense. Yet, he couldn't. For one, it was true. Button wasn't a social butterfly. For another, the way she talks, the way she's so honest with him..he just couldn't be mad.

"It's ok," he said, "none taken."

He smiled, to ensure he truly wasn't angry. Sweetie stared, and smiled right back.

"Everything ok, Sweetie Belle?" Button heard someone shout. He looked around, and saw two people running towards them.

They stopped near Button and Sweetie. One was an orange girl, with short, dark pink, spiky hair. She wore a black slipover jacket, dark khaki shorts, and tall, black boots. The other was quite the opposite. She had yellow skin, long, red hair, and a large red bow in her hair. On her person was a green shirt, tight, dark-blue jeans, and cowboy boots.

"Everything alright?" the orange one repeated. She had a bit of a city slick in her voice and stature.

"Rumble didn't hurt this here little guy, did he?" the yellow girl asked. Country accent. These two definitely were quite different, Button thought.

"A little bit," Sweetie said. She pointed to the bruise on Button's face. "He got hit in the head."

"Aw man," the city girl said, "looks like it hurt." She walked right next to Button Mash. "Did it?"

Button stood there, not knowing whether or not to say it did. "Uh, a little." Eh, good enough answer, he thought. They won't think of me as weak. However, I won't exactly be the strongman in their eyes, either.

"Well, that's good." The city girl smiled. "I'm Scootaloo, by the way."

"And ahm Apple Bloom," the country gal said, "And we all make up-"

Sweetie, Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom ran into a group and struck a pose."-the Crusaders!" they shouted in unison.

Button was both confused, yet amused by the motto of these three friends.

"We try to make fun out of this thing called life!" Scootaloo shouted, raising a fist in the air.

"Hope ta make the most of it!" Apple Bloom responded with, she too raising a fist.

"Crusading our way to what we want to do for the rest of it!" Sweetie shouted, only raising the fist halfway, looking rather awkward in Button's eye. This must not have been her idea.

"Well..cool!" Button said, unsure what to make of it.

"Thanks!" They shouted in unison.

"Maybe you could join us on one of our escapades some day?" Scootaloo said.

Button widened his eyes. He didn't know whether or not that was a good idea. He looked at Sweetie Belle. "Uh, sure."

"Great!" Scootaloo said, pulling out a scooter and helmet, "Come on, girls! Let's go see what we can do!"

Scootaloo and Apple Bloom began zooming out of the food court. Sweetie stayed behind with Button.

"You're going to have to pardon them," she said, a look of embarrassment on her face, "they can be a little excitable."

Button smiled, also feeling awkward. "It's ok."

Button sat next to Sweetie, not sure what to say. Sweetie only looked at him.

"If you..you know..ever wanted to hang out," Sweetie said, playing with her hair, "you're always welcome."

She then put a hand on his shoulder, making Button jump internally. "I kinda missed playing Pac-Man with you."

The same feeling he had gotten that day crept into Button's body once again. His mind was flowing with confusion and astonishment.

"W-w-well.."

That was all he could say. His mind just simply went blank. Sweetie only stared in confusion.

"Okaaaay.." she said, getting up. She crossed her arms, sort of sad. "Well, it was nice to see you again."

She slowly walked away, as if waiting for something. Button tried to get his mind back on track.

She was a few feet away from him now. Button still couldn't think straight.

A bunch of feet away now. Button started to panic.

So far away now, she could almost not hear him.

Then, out of sheer worry and panic, Button could only say one thing:

"Maybe Saturday?!?"

Well, more like shouted, but that wasn't on Button's mind.

Sweetie Belle looked back. Then, she started to walk back. Button, realizing what he did, clamped his mouth shut.

Then, Sweetie sat right back down. Then, she smiled. Button only stared, sweating faster than the Niagara Falls.

"Here?" she asked.

Button umclamped his mouth, managing to open up. "S-sure."

Sweetie then smiled more. "I'll see you then."

And then, for the second time, a kiss was planted on poor Button's cheek.

With that, Sweetie walked back to her friends, sort of skipping along, if Button saw correctly.

Button watched as she went out of sight, his hand resting on his affected cheek. From there, his mind, now completely clear, only thought one thing:

"What have I just done?!"