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Atlas yawned as he departed from the train, carrying his suitcase with magic as he slowly, sluggishly made his way to the crystal palace. It had been a long time since he'd seen Gleaming Shield. In fact, to his memory, the two hadn't seen each other in a while, even when they were guarding the same event. That made sense though, since Gleam had dayshift, and - by definition - the Lunar Guard only worked at night. So, he was excited to see his friend... even if he hadn't slept since he got up for his shift last night. However, he was broken from his thoughts when his best friend ran over and grabbed onto him.

Gleaming Shield: Oh, thank Celestia you're finally here!
Atlas: ... Nice to see you, too, Gleam.
Gleaming Shield: Sorry, sorry, I just... I'm having a bit of a crisis, and-
Atlas: Can said crisis not wait until after I've either slept or had some caffeine?
Gleaming Shield: ... I guess getting some tea would be a good chance to show you what's going on... Come on, I know a place nearby; the Secret Garden teahouse.

The two walked took to the air, since it provided a more direct route with less chance of ponies stopping royalty to ask about something. Upon landing, Gleam led her friend inside, and he took note of how her cheeks immediately turned red. The two waited in line while Atlas read the menu, with Gleam occasionally nudging him to keep him awake. When they reached the front, Atlas took note of the shop-owner; a cream-colored unicorn with brown, highlighted mane and purple eyes who was decidedly not crystal.

???: Ah, good to see you again, Princess. I see you brought company this time. Welcome to the Secret Garden Teahouse. Would you like to hear about our specials today?
Gleaming Shield: J-Just the usual for me, p-please.
Atlas: What do you have for somepony that hasn't slept since yesterday and usually works nightshift? Also, Gleam here hates being called 'Princess'.
???: Ah, my apologies then. And, well, black tea has the most caffeine in it. If you want something to stay awake with, I could suggest our shop's signature blackberry iced tea? Hot tea tends to relax ponies, so even with a high caffeine content, it would likely put you to sleep. As for the blackberry, I'd wager you're a pony who prefers a more tart sweetness.
Atlas: You'd win that wager. It sounds great; I'll take one in your largest size, to go.
???: Will do. Amaretto, can I get you to take over the counter while I get to brewing?

A warm-colored pony simply nodded, taking over while the mystery stallion got to work filling orders. After receiving their tea, the two found a place outside where they could sit and talk. Before letting Gleam speak, however, Atlas took a big drink of his tea, and then sighed in contentment before speaking.

Atlas: So, what's the problem?
Gleaming Shield: Well... it's him...
Atlas: What about him? He seemed pretty nice. He not paying his property taxes or something?
Gleaming Shield: No, it's... more of a... personal issue...
Atlas: ... Please don't tell me... Gleam, no...
Gleaming Shield: ... Yeah.
Atlas: Your problem... is that you have a crush on the guy who owns this place? Gleam, you've always fallen in loved way too easily.
Gleaming Shield: This time it's different! He's sweet, and kind-
Atlas: Please...
Gleaming Shield: I don't think he'd ever do anything to hurt me!
Atlas: He's a guy, Gleam!
Gleaming Shield: ... I was hoping you'd be my wing-pony.
Atlas: ... Celestia-dammit. Did you fill my three rules before deciding to ask?
Gleaming Shield: This time, yes, I did.
Atlas: Alright, his name?
Gleaming Shield: Blackberry Iced Tea. He usually goes by Blackberry, Berry, or Tea.
Atlas: ... I'm ignoring the fact that I ordered a drink named after him. His cutie mark?
Gleaming Shield: A glass of iced tea with a blackberry next to it.
Atlas: And he's from?
Gleaming Shield: Canterlot, but specifically, he grew up on Restaurant Row.
Atlas: You know all of this and still need me to be your wing pony? How have you not asked him out if you've figured all of these things out?
Gleaming Shield: Um... well...
Atlas: ... You didnt'.
Gleaming Shield: sighs I asked Cobweb to come here as me a few times and ask him questions for me... We've never had a conversation that went beyond me ordering tea.
Atlas: Oh for the love of- come on!

Atlas finishes his tea, grabbing Gleam by the ear with his magic.

Gleaming Shield: Ow, Atlas, what are we doing?!
Atlas: I know I'm normally not the pony encouraging your hopeless romantic flank, but you actually fulfilled the criteria for once, so we're going back, and you're having a real conversation with him and asking him out!
Gleaming Shield: But-!
Atlas: No butts! either you do it, or I'm telling your parents and guard captain about your asthma!
Gleaming Shield: You wouldn't dare!
Atlas: Try me, Princess!

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Atlas yawned as he departed from the train, carrying his suitcase with magic as he slowly, sluggishly made his way to the crystal palace. It had been a long time since he'd seen Gleaming Shield. In fact, to his memory, the two hadn't seen each other in a while, even when they were guarding the same event. That made sense though, since Gleam had dayshift, and - by definition - the Lunar Guard only worked at night. So, he was excited to see his friend... even if he hadn't slept since he got up for his shift last night. However, he was broken from his thoughts when his best friend ran over and grabbed onto him.

Gleaming Shield: Oh, thank Celestia you're finally here!
Atlas: ... Nice to see you, too, Gleam.
Gleaming Shield: Sorry, sorry, I just... I'm having a bit of a crisis, and-
Atlas: Can said crisis not wait until after I've either slept or had some caffeine?
Gleaming Shield: ... I guess getting some tea would be a good chance to show you what's going on... Come on, I know a place nearby; the Secret Garden teahouse.

The two walked took to the air, since it provided a more direct route with less chance of ponies stopping royalty to ask about something. Upon landing, Gleam led her friend inside, and he took note of how her cheeks immediately turned red. The two waited in line while Atlas read the menu, with Gleam occasionally nudging him to keep him awake. When they reached the front, Atlas took note of the shop-owner; a cream-colored unicorn with brown, highlighted mane and purple eyes who was decidedly not crystal.

???: Ah, good to see you again, Princess. I see you brought company this time. Welcome to the Secret Garden Teahouse. Would you like to hear about our specials today?
Gleaming Shield: J-Just the usual for me, p-please.
Atlas: What do you have for somepony that hasn't slept since yesterday and usually works nightshift? Also, Gleam here hates being called 'Princess'.
???: Ah, my apologies then. And, well, black tea has the most caffeine in it. If you want something to stay awake with, I could suggest our shop's signature blackberry iced tea? Hot tea tends to relax ponies, so even with a high caffeine content, it would likely put you to sleep. As for the blackberry, I'd wager you're a pony who prefers a more tart sweetness.
Atlas: You'd win that wager. It sounds great; I'll take one in your largest size, to go.
???: Will do. Amaretto, can I get you to take over the counter while I get to brewing?

A warm-colored pony simply nodded, taking over while the mystery stallion got to work filling orders. After receiving their tea, the two found a place outside where they could sit and talk. Before letting Gleam speak, however, Atlas took a big drink of his tea, and then sighed in contentment before speaking.

Atlas: So, what's the problem?
Gleaming Shield: Well... it's him...
Atlas: What about him? He seemed pretty nice. He not paying his property taxes or something?
Gleaming Shield: No, it's... more of a... personal issue...
Atlas: ... Please don't tell me... Gleam, no...
Gleaming Shield: ... Yeah.
Atlas: Your problem... is that you have a crush on the guy who owns this place? Gleam, you've always fallen in loved way too easily.
Gleaming Shield: This time it's different! He's sweet, and kind-
Atlas: Please...
Gleaming Shield: I don't think he'd ever do anything to hurt me!
Atlas: He's a guy, Gleam!
Gleaming Shield: ... I was hoping you'd be my wing-pony.
Atlas: ... Celestia-dammit. Did you fill my three rules before deciding to ask?
Gleaming Shield: This time, yes, I did.
Atlas: Alright, his name?
Gleaming Shield: Blackberry Iced Tea. He usually goes by Blackberry, Berry, or Tea.
Atlas: ... I'm ignoring the fact that I ordered a drink named after him. His cutie mark?
Gleaming Shield: A glass of iced tea with a blackberry next to it.
Atlas: And he's from?
Gleaming Shield: Canterlot, but specifically, he grew up on Restaurant Row.
Atlas: You know all of this and still need me to be your wing pony? How have you not asked him out if you've figured all of these things out?
Gleaming Shield: Um... well...
Atlas: ... You didnt'.
Gleaming Shield: sighs I asked Cobweb to come here as me a few times and ask him questions for me... We've never had a conversation that went beyond me ordering tea.
Atlas: Oh for the love of- come on!

Atlas finishes his tea, grabbing Gleam by the ear with his magic.

Gleaming Shield: Ow, Atlas, what are we doing?!
Atlas: I know I'm normally not the pony encouraging your hopeless romantic flank, but you actually fulfilled the criteria for once, so we're going back, and you're having a real conversation with him and asking him out!
Gleaming Shield: But-!
Atlas: No butts! either you do it, or I'm telling your parents and guard captain about your asthma!
Gleaming Shield: You wouldn't dare!
Atlas: Try me, Princess!

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