*enters sugar cube corner* ignore me. *grabs the register* good luck with the date, I'm rooting for you two. *leaves with register*
Umm… Thank… you????
*he chuckles a bit nervously*... Blue Moon Cupcakes... are... well.... *looks down blushing*... they have always been my favorite... chocolate cupcakes with a blue frosting and little pieces of coconut cooked in... its... umm... nice... *he nervously lifts his tea with his magic and takes a sip, the cup slightly wobbly as it shows his nervousness*
((OOC: In other words, its a black cupcake with tiny white spots and blue frosting =D))
*Mrs Cake returns with their food. Visibly trembling, she slides the food onto the table, then goes to hide under the counter with Mr Cake.*
They look a little like the night sky! *She takes a bite of her fritter* Mmm. Much better that street vendor grass burgers.
*A veritable swarm of onlookers can be seen looking in the windows, trying and failing to be inconspicuous.*
Next time, We think We should be in disguise…
*he smiles a bit, still nervous* Oh, no, of course I d-don't mind. *he said, doing his best to calm down with limited success*
*when Mrs. Cake asks, he turns to her* Oh... umm... 2 small Apple Turnovers and... *he swallowed nervously, the next item his favorite even if it might be a bit weird given the situation* One of your Blue Moon Cupcakes...
*Mrs Cake hurries to the back room with the order, while Mr Cake continues to cower behind the counter. Nightmare Moon starts fidgeting with her utensils.*
We remember overhearing Mrs Cake complaining that she was always running out of the Pinkie Velvet cupcakes, so We imagine they must be good. We haven’t actually been here before… We’ve just been getting hay fries and grass burgers from a little stand near where We work…
What’s a Blue Moon cupcake?
*An Arcel arrives, this one unlike the others wearing a dark blue vest and hat, looking unsure still as he approachs*... H... Hello NM... *a bit uneasy, but more from nervousness then fear, sits at the table by her and awaits service from the cakes, double checks to make sure he has his bit bag*
Hello…
Umm…
How was your day? *She fidgets with the menu some more* Oh, you won’t mind if We don’t try counterspelling you, and just take your word you’re not a clone, would you? We fear if we start casting any magic there might be a panic, and then We’d never get served…
*The Cakes rush over with tea for the both of them.*
Mrs Cake asks: Can… *gulp* can we take you order, Miss Moon?
*Nightmare Moon considers the menu one last time* We think We’ll try the Sweet Apple fritters, and a couple of the Pinkie Velvet cupcakes.
*Mrs Cake scribbles down the order, then asks:* “And for the gentlecolt?”
I don't poke at things that will kill me!
....
I smack them repeatedly until they obey me.
…Dare We ask how you would go about clearing a minefield?
Umm... a-alright... sounds good to me.... *nervous still*
Let’s go.
*She walks down mane street Ponyville towards Sugarcube Corner. Crowds of slightly panicked onlookers gather to watch Nightmare Moon on a date…
When she arrives, she enters the shop with her best dramatic door-slamming entrance, causing the Cakes to both jump. Wordlessly she sits down at a table while the Cakes franticly run to fetch tea and cupcakes. She waits for Arcel-prime to show up, fiddling with the menu.*
Umm... s-sure... *nervous swallows*..... you may want to... disspell me once when I show up whereever... just... just to make sure I don't send a clone in my nervousness... *though slow outside, brain going a million miles a minute with panic, fear, and worry about doing something stupid*
Okay…
Since it seems somehow everypony knows about this, lets go somewhere We can go as Nightmare Moon. *She shifts from Twilight back to her Nightmare Moon guise* We don’t think Pinkie or the Cakes have ever thrown anypony out of Sugarcube Corner… Let’s try there.
Ask him out. Simple and easy.
We suppose that would be a good place to start…
Arcel, would you like to go somewhere with Us?
I’m so confused!
I’m sorry! Nightmare… I… I didn’t mean to make you panic like this… and this is why I was so shocked when the crush was admited by Twilight… I don’t… I don’t know what to do now! *hiding in embaressment, confusion, and partial sorrow over possibly hurting friends*
I… We apologise as well. We shouldn’t have been so shocked. It’s just… Our only experience with this sort of thing is Our memories from Luna, and she was barely a teenager when We were banished… and never one for having many coltfriends, anyway…
