I want Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara to apologize to me. Button pulled his hand away from the book, watching the paper as it sat there. Nothing came of his action though, and the young stallion soon enough realized that he felt kind of silly expecting anything more. With one hand he scooped up the book, closing it as he placed it on a desk near his bed. “I guess we’ll just have to see what happens tomorrow then.”

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Button Mash stepped onto the school grounds, his head far from the book at this point. He knew he needed to talk to Rumble and make sure that his family was still okay with him staying over. His friend made sure the house wasn’t cold, as his father and brother were using grief as their newest excuse not to come home. Now he simply needed to make sure his request for space yesterday hadn’t lost him that bit of comfort.

It was while he was going past the jungle gym of his youth though that he heard an all too familiar and sharp voice. “Hold it, Button!”

He swallowed hard, his body shaking a little bit. While he had gotten used to their bullying over the years, he knew he was fragile right now. It wasn’t only Silver’s last taunt that had made him skip on most of the school day yesterday, and he hoped he wouldn’t need to go again. Still, he couldn’t just avoid them, and turned around. “Yes?”

Diamond pulled on Silver’s hand, stopping the gray mare from walking away as they stopped in front of him. Diamond looked tired, with hairs out of place on her normally perfect purple and white mane. That didn’t change the fact that he couldn’t help but wish she was kinder, as the white sweater and blue skirt she normally wore were really cute on her smaller body, and even did well to compliment her modest bosom well… not that he normally noticed. She looked over to Silver while a sharp breath escaped her. “So, Silver?”

Silver straightened her back as her eyebrows narrowed at Button. Unlike Diamond, Silver’s attire reflected her need to make known her presence, while Diamond’s aura did that for her. This was why she wore a low cut, dark blue blouse that showed off some of her average cleavage, tight, black yoga pants, and slightly heeled purple boots. She sneered at him, before looking to the sky. A swift elbow to the ribs almost brought the mare down, and she bit into her lip before turning to Diamond. “Fine, Dia, but only for you.” She then turned to Button, her cold, purple eyes staring at him. “I’m sorry for what I said yesterday. It was too far, and I shouldn’t have done it.” With a turn of her heel, she was gone, marching back to the school.

A small growl escaped Diamond Tiara as she rubbed her temples. “The one time she won’t listen to me. The one time!”

Button swallowed hard, the book now in the forefront of his mind as he tried getting his mind to work. An apology out of Silver Spoon was rare enough, and one out of Diamond Tiara was unheard of. If the book worked though, it should be coming. “I-It’s okay. I’m just happy she said it at all.”

The pink mare across him grit her teeth as she watched Silver Spoon walk away. It was still pretty close to when they actually had to be in class, so not many other ponies were out with them, and he was starting to fidget, not really wanting to be there for if Diamond lost it. He jumped a bit when she swiveled her head towards him, a slight blush hitting her cheeks as she didn’t meet his eyes. “Shut your eyes. I’ll apologize properly for both of us.”

He opened his mouth, confused, but before he could get it out, it earned him a harsher growl from Diamond, and he shut them hard. He could feel every nerve in his body scream as he stood there, and they all thought they were correct as her hands intertwined with his. They were very soft, and one even contained a piece of paper that was pressed into his palm. Something sweet came up his nose, and he opened his eyes just in time to see a field of purple and white in his vision.

And then there were her lips. They were the first ever to come against his, other than his mother’s, and they somehow felt… better. They were soft, tender, and warm, and unlike his mom, they didn’t immediately leave. His body almost reacted instinctively, and began to wrap his arms around her, pressing his lips back against her as he felt her soft, petite body press against his black gamer shirt and blue jeans.

It was at this moment that he started spinning his arms as he leaned forward too much, and Diamond backed away, her face now a deep shade of red. He could hear her swallow as she turned away, her body trembling as he regained his balance. “W-when my dad found out about what happened yesterday, he wanted to show his support a-and invite you to the opportunity to have dinner with us. We-we’ll need you to call first, so, um, you have my number. Okay? Good? Bye.” She began walking away while Button was still in a daze, his hands to his lips, but turned around before she got too far, stomping back before she put a finger into his face.

“Also, if you tell a single soul that I kissed you, I will not only deny it, but make sure you pay sorely for mentioning it.” She stared into his eyes for another moment before nodding, and swiftly walking away once more.

Button blinked a few times, the emotional gears in his head having ground to a complete halt as he watched Diamond’s skirt sway side to side. He had no idea what had just happened, but the five minute bell at least gave him an idea as to what he should be doing.

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Button took in a deep breath as the final bell of the school day rang out clear. His head had cleared at this point, and he had watched Diamond tease and bully other ponies… though she left him alone, so he still couldn’t quite make his mind up about that. It didn’t matter at the moment, as him and Rumble were planning on doing pizza and video games tonight, because it was Tuesday and they could.

Soft fingers wrapped around his wrist as he got up, his heavy backpack over his shoulders as he looked. Staring back were the same blue eyes that had always meant safety and kindness to him for so many years when he wasn’t home; the one other adult he was truly comfortable talking to: Miss Cheerilee. “Oh, um, s-sorry about yesterday.”

The dark pink mare shook her head, smiling as her heaving breasts slightly swayed with her body underneath a white, button up blouse. While by no means a trim mare, carrying slight tufts of softness that may not have been quite necessary, she was still a beautiful mare, especially in her soft green slacks, though he always felt… weird thinking about his teacher as anything like beautiful or sexy.

Now, saying she had a beautiful voice, he would give in a heartbeat, and the soft melody caught his attention immediately. “I know it must have been hard after the accident last week. Honestly, I was surprised to see you here at all. The strength you’ve shown is incredible, almost beyond compare when your age is taken into account.”

His cheeks flared with heat as he looked down, slowly brushing at the floorboards with his tail as it swayed back and forth, despite a pit of pain welling up within him. “I… I just know it’s what mom would have wanted. She ge-got enough hiding from the other parts of my family.”

Cheerilee’s face softened, and her arms soon wrapped around him, pulling the slumped stallion into her chest, where he didn’t even pause. The embrace of an older mare, especially into large chests like Cheerilee’s... he had spent many nights like this before at home when life got too hard for him, and he felt tears sting the edges of his eyes. He wouldn’t cry though, not here at least... maybe at home though. He didn’t want to break down at school.

She let him part from her as he violently ran an arm along his eyes, clearing the ‘dust’ from them before he looked back to her. “Th-thanks. It’s good to know you’re still here for me.”

Cheerilee stood up and gently bopped him on the top of the head as they stayed close. “I would never abandon one of my students when they needed me most, especially when they’re as nice and innocent as you. Now,” she held out a hand, “why don’t you give me your phone, so that if you ever truly need me, you can reach me?”

Button nodded furiously as he pulled out his cellphone and handed it to Cheerilee. After another moment, he got it back, and was rushing back home. Rumble and pizza were waiting!

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Button yawned as he came into his room. The night had been filled with Chaos 3 and Borderlands: the pre-sequel, while a warm belly full of greasy pizza sat happily within him. All he needed to do now was take another drink of Mountain Dew, brush his teeth, and go to bed.

Buzz, buzz.

He glanced down at his pocket, wondering who might be calling him so late, only to see no number, but a name. Kiara. Opening the text explained it almost immediately, as it was a reminder for him to add writing a commandment to his list. A chill went down his spine as he realized that she had a tendency to act like she could read his mind, even before the contract. Still, she did have a point, and after the apology he got from Diamond, he was sold that the book could indeed work.

The only question now is what he would try next.

Author's Note

Based off of this comment. As for the dinner invite and things like that, they will either happen at my discretion, or when a command directly effects them.