A Gamer's Journal

by Michael Hudson

A Diamond of a Night

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“I’m just saying, this is insane!”

“If you’re really so against it Silv, you are always welcome over to my house. However, I promised him that I would let him come over, and I am not about to go against my word, especially not with him.”

“But it’s the nerd, remember? We aren’t supposed to care about them.”

Button took a deep breath in, his back flat against the side of the school as he listened to the conversation. He knew it was bad to eavesdrop, but Diamond had told her to meet with him here. Unfortunately, he had obviously walked into a conversation he should not have been a part of. Maybe if I slink away for fifteen minutes, Diamond Tiara will still be here?”

“Look, Button should be here soon, so can we drop it?”

“Fine. Just remember to drop him too.”

“Silv, you know-”

“I know, I know, but some of us don’t have the luxury of having the richest father in Ponyville, and need to actually remember our status at all times. That’s what you taught me.”

“Silver, just go, okay?”

“Fine!”

Button jumped again as Silver Spoon stomped past him. He didn’t dare breathe as he watched the gray mare fume, not until she was around the corner at least. In the silence though, his ear twitched, and he thought he heard something that he thought impossible. Button slowly looked around the corner, and saw Diamond Tiara on one of the school’s benches, her face in her hands. He didn’t think before acting, despite the fact that anypony else would probably call him crazy.

He extended a hand out to Diamond, now standing over the pink mare, and he tried to smile, at least a little. “A-are you okay, Diamond Tiara?”

The mare jumped at the sound, and her eyes only grew wider at the sight of Button. She blinked a few times, before only then noticing that she still had tears on her face and ran the sleeve of her sweater over her eyes. “Um, yeah, just stubbed my toe. Nothing else.”

Button sat beside her on the bench and put his hand on her shoulder. “A-are you sure? I thought I heard you and Silver, and it didn’t sound-”

“How much did you hear?”

Button froze, swallowing hard as he scrambled for an answer. He knew he should be honest, that he heard they were fighting about her being nice to him, but he was also afraid that saying that would cause Diamond to stop all of this. Fortunately for him, he was cut off.

“Miss Tiara, Master Button Mash, I have arrived.”

Both of the ponies looked to the butler, who was standing at the entrance of the schoolyard, and Diamond Tiara seemingly launched herself from the bench. Button jogged to catch up with her once he had recovered from his shock and opened his mouth to say something, as she looked so stiff, and… he didn’t know. He couldn’t come up with anything though, not without running into the same problem he had a few moments ago.

The two shuffled into the limousine that had been brought for them, and Button heard the leather seats squeak as he tried to get comfortable. That attempt became even more futile when he looked to Diamond, who had crossed her nice, smooth legs, and still wore a cute, blue skirt. They looked so good on her, while not even a button up white shirt and black slacks could make him feel like he could fit in. The triforce collar pin may be in part to blame for that though. He still thumbed it, trying to get some courage from it. “Umm, so any idea what we may be having tonight?”

Diamond glanced over at him, before staring back out of the window. “I don’t know. You didn’t give us a lot of notice, you know.” She was silent for the next moment as Button looked down, before adding, “Not that it’s an issue, it just means that I don’t know.”

Button tapped his fingers on his legs, before sighing and reaching into his bag. While he had hoped that the two would be able to become actual friends through this, but that seemed like a distant dream already. I should have just let her compose herself and forget about the whole damn thing. So much for wishing that this night would go well.

“Umm, what are you playing?”

Button glanced over, and blushed slightly as he felt Diamond’s arm touch his. He tilted the Joyboy he had just retrieved, showing her a grid with soldiers and tanks on it. “Just some Advanced Wars. It’s not the most complex game, but I really like it.”

She leaned in more, and Button’s breath caught as he could feel her soft, small breasts press against his arm. She tilted her head, still trying to get a good look at the game before frowning. “What’s the objective?”

Button grinned as he swallowed hard, not wanting to push Diamond away if this got her to be happy again. “Same as in almost any game. Destroy the enemy.”

“But don’t you usually use swords and such? I mean, I don’t even know what those ponies are holding.”

Button scrolled over one of his red tanks. “The game takes place in the future where we’ll be able to fire smaller, faster projectiles then crossbows, and make giant cars with cannons on top of them.”

Diamond leaned in closer to the screen, a slight red around her eyes as she let Button feel all of her bosom against his arm and side. “That sounds… scary.”

Button blushed as he lost his ability to ignore the soft mounds that were against him. He could tell her to get off, but like this, all it would take was for her to wrap her arms around him and remind him of so many nights with his mom as they worked together on strategy games. Of course, his mom didn’t make him quite so… excited, even if she had the larger cans. “That’s why we have these in games, because nopony would be so stupid as to actually make these.”

Diamond shuffled over, and let her thigh touch his, which only got Button to blush more. She didn’t seem to notice though as she rested her shoulder on his chest. “I was never good at games like these. Then again, I’m just not very good at games in general.”

Button joined in her small laugh, even while his mind was screaming, What is going on? Still, he continued to tap in commands, and didn’t want to make her know he was terrified. He didn’t really know what to do though when with a filly like this. I suppose that’s what happens when the one filly you hang out with is usually online only because she has so many other things to do.

He blasted away one of the enemy soldiers, before biting into his cheek. He had almost a three to one numbers advantage at this point, and victory would come for all but the worst of players. He glanced to Diamond, who was still right there, and he nodded to himself. Not only would this help her understand him, it would also get those nerve wracking breasts off of him. “Would you like to finish up?”

Diamond blinked a few times, before backing away and waving her hands in the air. “Oh, trust me, you do not want me playing. I am terrible.”

Button pretended to lower an imaginary hat, and grinned at her. “Why, do you doubt that the guidance of the grand general Button Mash will not be enough to help you lead our troops to victory?”

Diamond smiled a bit as she sucked in her lips, before yanking the Joyboy out of his hands. “Give me that, stupid.”

The driver tilted his mirror as the two got louder. They were almost at the house at this point, but if there was a problem, he would probably need to make an extra lap and hope that the two would resolve it. Instead, he smiled as his mistress was screaming about not knowing what to do, and Button was waving his arms and trying to correct her madness. He grinned to himself, thinking about his own Tea Cup and all the times they had been just like that. All good signs for his young mistress.

Unfortunately, they came to a stop shortly after the observation, and Button blinked as the driver got out. He looked down as Diamond’s hand came into his peripheral. “Umm, you probably want this back, don’t you?”

Button bit into his cheek as he looked at the now opening door. Beyond their driver was the mansion that Diamond Tiara lived in. With its large, white doors, dozens of windows, and trim garden, it put almost every other house in Ponyville to shame. It also made Button even more nervous. This wasn’t his element, and he doubted he would get as comfortable as the two had been just a moment ago. So instead, he devised a plan B, like any good strategist.

Button pushed the Joyboy back towards Diamond, and smiled at her. “How about you keep it, but in exchange, you let me bail on this dinner, and instead come over to my place another night, so I can show you more video games? That sounds a lot more fun to me than just a simple dinner.” His grin widened as a small joke popped into his head. “You could even bring pajamas, and it could turn into a full on sleepover!”

Diamond had simply been staring at him, her cheeks turning rosier every second before she had to turn away at the last one, the image of her on his bed unable to leave her mind. “I-inviting a mare home to bed? I never took you for the type to be so bold.”

Button froze in place, his own head becoming a small, red sun in response to the remark. Before he could answer though, Diamond turned back to him and looked through her hair, letting only one of her beautiful eyes show as she kept her lips small and tight, only making her look even cuter. “That… that sounds really nice though, and maybe I can even impress you then.”

Button slowly nodded, and the driver took the cue in the conversation. He slipped around and helped his mistress out, before turning to the stallion inside the car. “Would you perhaps like a ride home then, if Miss Tiara will allow me to?”

“Of course I will.”

Button swallowed hard and nodded. He had a lot to forget about while playing video games with Rumble tonight, as right now, his head hurt from all the confusion in him. “That sounds good.”

So soon, Button Mash was driven away, and missed Diamond Tiara fainting into her other servant’s arms, the whole ride catching up with her in terms of embarrassment.


Author's Note

Sorry for how long this took to update, but here it is! Anything goes like normal, but not the game night, not yet. I may be the founder of the DiamondMash group, but there is more to his life then her, even if that is what I want.

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