Pizza Rolls And Rules Not To Follow

Sweetie Belle can't wait to get to Band's house. She's already impressed by how high-tech his car is inside. She sits in the passenger seat next to Band as she slurps her milkshake he got her. He seemed fun, and Rarity needed someone to babysit Sweetie while she was in Manehatten. Fluttershy is usually the one to do that, but she's gone to see exotic nature so Band volunteered to pick Sweetie up tonight.

Sweetie Belle thinks that Band is basically spoiling her, and she likes it. She could get used to this attention, but wait. Did she thank him?

"Mr. Sickle?" She says to him.

"Yeah?" He says with a smile, not taking his eyes off the road.

"Thank you for the milkshake."

"It's fine. When I was your age, I loved being treated like that by my babysitter."

Sweetie stops slurping and gives Band a look, "But I'm 13."

"Hey, my parents didn't really trust me when I was that age," He gives Sweetie a mischievous smirk and looks back at the road. Sweetie slurps for a while more before they pull up into Band's driveway.

"We're here," Band says taking the keys from the ignition.

"Okay," Sweetie Belle says and opens her door and follows Band to the front door who unlocks the door.

He opens the door and let's Sweetie enter first, "You can hang out in the living room while I feed Blue Ray."

"Who's Blue Ray?" Sweetie asks curiously.

"He's my pet crystal dragon."

"Really!?" Sweetie Belle's eyes light up at the thought.

"Yeah, but he needs to be left alone. Okay?"

"Okay," She heads off to the living room through a hallway and finds the living to having a big comfy couch and a TV hooked up with a new gaming console with two controllers. One's covered in a little pizza grease.

"Probably Mr, Sickle's," Sweetie thinks.

"Are you hungry?" Sweetie hears him call from the kitchen.

Besides that milkshake, Sweetie realizes she hasn't ate all day, do to her distracted sister and Sweetie's bad cooking, "Yeah."

"Want some pizza rolls?"

"Sure."

"You can look for a game to play."

"Okay," Sweetie looks over to the immense stack of video games and looks through the games.

Soon, Band comes in the room with a plate full of pizza rolls and two cups of soda. Once Sweetie sees this, her spirits lift and her eyes widen.

"I only have root beer, sorry," Band says.

"That's okay. I like root beer."

Band hands her a cup and sits down on the couch as Sweetie plops beside him happily.

"Did you choose a game?" He asks with a smile.

"Yeah, this game looks cool," Sweetie holds up a game case with the cover of a pony in the military with a title called "Man Wars 2".

"That's multiplayer, so we can both play."

"Okay," Sweetie says, "How do I turn the console on though?"

"Just press the console logo on the front of it."

"Okay," Sweetie sets her cup on the glass coffee table in front of them and walks over to the console. She finds the logo and touches a finger on it, making the console make a ding sound like and oven timer.

"Here," Band says handing her the game case, "put the game in."

She slides in the disc and the TV screen lights up with a battlefield in a old time with two groups of men firing against each other. The camera zooms in on two specific characters. Then, fades into title.

Sweetie is awestruck by the graphics and says, "That was cool."

"Yeah," Band agrees, "Dash liked it, too."

"Rainbow Dash?"

"Yep."

Band and Sweetie Belle play, while having fun making jokes, laughing, and talking about there own stories, and somehow things lead to personal questions.

"Mr. Sickle?" Sweetie says after killing a zombie in the game.

"Yeah?" Band says grabbing a points multiplier.

Sweetie pauses the game and Band stops to listen to her, "What's unicorn mating season mean?"

"What?" Band's smile gives and he begins to blush by the question.

"Well, I was talking to Rarity recently about how I've been thinking about boys, and she said it would go away after unicorn mating season ended. I couldn't ask her what it meant, because she said she was busy, so I wanted to ask you since you're a unicorn too."

Band rubs the back of his neck nervously and breaks eye contact. He tries to think of a lie, but he can't, so he gives a long sigh, "Well, it's not my place to tell you, but you seem fixed on the subject."

She nods.

Another sigh, "Unicorn mating season takes place in two months in a row in the year, and during this time, male and female unicorns get these... Urges for each other."

"You mean to mate?" Sweetie asks boldly.

Band looks at her and continues, "Yeah. And during this time, female unicorns begin to have amplified feelings for male unicorns, but male unicorns have feelings that are amplified so much more that if they fail at finding a mate they become depressed and tired," Band look to his feet and sighs once more.

Sweetie instantly gets a nervous chill up her spine and asks, "But you have Fluttershy, right?"

"Yeah," Band smiles. A moment of silence passes.

Then, Sweetie asks sincerely, "Do you think I'm attractive, Mr. Sickle?"

Band quickly shoots a look of surprise and embarrassment, "What?"

"I mean, I don't think I'll find a mate," Band notices a tear roll down Sweetie's cheek as she now looks to her feet.

"Sweetie," Band says grabbing her hand, "You'll find one eventually."

"Yeah maybe, but not this year."

Band is perplexed by the thought of a newly blooming flower wanting to just step into the pool of love. He begins to think of something to say, but he can't.

Then, Sweetie asks again once her misty eyes meet his, "Do you think I'm attractive?"

Band begins to think, but he has nothing better than to be honest, "Sure."

She sniffles, "You do? What about me is attractive?"

Band hesitates, but sees features he does find attractive, "You have beautiful emerald eyes."

Sweetie wipes her tear, "Really?"

"Yeah, and you have a fun personality. Any guy would be lucky to be with you."

She sniffs again and a hopeful smile comes across her face, "Even... You?"

Band is shocked by the question.

"I mean, if you don't want to be with me that's okay," She begins to sob.

"Sweetie, I'm with Fluttershy."

"I know, but she probably would be fine with this."

"Be fine with me... With you?"

"Yes."

Band ponders this for a moment and weighs the odds. Then, he looks to Sweetie who looks back with a quivering lip. Band brings a hand to Sweetie's cheek and looks into her eyes sincerely unsure, "Are you sure you want this?"

She smiles, "Yes."

"I'll," Band can't believe he's saying this to Sweetie Belle, "I'll be gentle."