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With a shrill squeal of excitement and a POOF of magic, Ophelia excitedly leapt into the streets of Canterlot and out of UniStyles Hair Salon, leaving the doorway enveloped in powdery-pink smoke as she made her escape.

Sir Celestine, who had been styling the young Draconequus' hair and makeup, was preparing her for what she hastily described as "the most exciting and unforgettable day of her life." Realistically speaking this meant that she'd finally worked up the nerve to ask a special somepony to take her to the annual Hearts and Hooves Day formal dance that was held by their high school.

Celestine watched Ophie with kind, yet slightly worried eyes as she spun in tight circles, her long tail whipping around her body and tripping her, only to have her bounce back up smiling and giggling to herself.

He snorted softly as remnants of the magical dust faded away in the early morning sun, and lightly tapped his hooves against the pavement to get Ophelia's attention.

Doing one final, giddy spin and a leap, she pounced playfully in front of the mute Unicorn's path, panting. Ophelia was known for her childish behavior and contagious, bubbly smile. Most ponies always got a good laugh when she was around; whether it was at her expense or not.

"Yes, Stiney?" She purred, "You rang? .... or, uh, snort?" Ophelia now laughed, her once beautiful bun now shaken out of shape and slowly falling down into the original kinked strands of her short locks.

Normally, anyone to quickly destroy such a tedious job of hair styling would catch the silent wrath of Sir Celestine, but not Ophelia. She was different. Celestine believed she looked much better when she maintained her normal appearance, rather than glamming up for somepony else (not that the look lasted very long to begin with). He liked the way her hair kinked around her cheeks in a messy fashion, and how her lips and nose had a natural blush. But he was not who she was dolled up for.

Celestine blinked coolly at his friend and gave the faintest of a smile as his horn lit up a beautiful blue and calmly closed the salon doors. He then carefully lifted a small black box wrapped in a red bow and handed it to Ophelia.

"Right!" She squeaked, quickly grasping it within her paw, "I almost forgot his gift!" Ophelia then stretched out the ruff of fur around her neck and dropped the gift in as if it were any normal pocket.

"C'mon, I don't want to be late!" Ophelia said as she magically disappeared into another cloud of dust only to end up back in the salon, opening the doors and running down the street a second time.

The white Unicorn playfully shook his head and shut the door for a second time and began following the excited Draconequus at a more reasonable pace.

~ ~ ~

Nessa Mae looked around in an annoyed fashion, a large cage full of Love Birds cooing softly by her hooves. She had her arms crossed defiantly across her chest as she waited for Celestine and Ophelia by the school doors.

Nessie sighed loudly as she did not like to be kept waiting for any reason. She sat down with an audible thump in the dirt as her lower body rested against the bird's cage, ruffling their feathers a little.

She'd tried to talk Ophelia out of using Fluttershy's birds, even tried her hardest to talk her out of this whole ordeal all together! But Ophelia wouldn't budge. She has her heart set on this dramatic "promposal" style deal, and neither her or Celestine could talk her out of it...

Everyone knew who she was going to ask, it was no secret. Retro Dash. He was the reason she crowed in the morning, and why she howled at the moon at night. And as sickening as her puppy love was, Retro wouldn't even give her the time of day, he'd rather pretend it wasn't happening. Unfortunately for Nessa, she already knew how it would all end. With a playful laugh from Retro and he'd shake it off, as if Ophie had never asked.

POOF

"NESSA!" Ophelia shouted as she suddenly appeared inches in front of the Centaur's face, sending her high into the air with a loud moo and yelp; the birds flapping their wings anxiously at the scene.

Nessa quickly regained her cool as she scowled at Ophie, her heart racing.

Ophelia stared at her with a stupid lovesick smile plaster on her muzzle. "You brought the birds! This is going to be perfect!" She cooed as she magicked the love birds out of the cage and carefully placed them in her antlers for the time being.

Celestine stood behind the goofy princess, his eyes foggy with what looked like envy, quickly blinking the emotion away as Ophelia spun around to smile at him.

Nessa noticed the look on the Unicorn's face and flicked her ears slightly as she turned to open the doors that entered the school's hallways.

"Let's go, guys, we need to setup before the others get here..."

~ ~ ~

The time was now! Ophelia paced around the corner anxiously as she kept peeking into the hallway, her ears twitching in excitement and the small box grasped firmly between her paws.

There he was, leaned up so handsomely against his locker, but was talking to a pretty mare; seemingly flirting. But that didn't matter, once she popped the question she knew he'd be hers!

The halls were filled with the chatter of young ponies excited for the dance coming up. Most of the lockers were covered in hearts and pink streamers were strewn across the walls. Retro leaned against his locker door nonchalantly, eyeing the blushing mare that stood before him.

"Me?" He asked her, "do I have a date to the dance?" He scoffed playfully, looking to the floor smiling, bringing his left hoof up to his chest and shining it against his fur. "Nah, not yet," he grinned, "I still haven't decided which pretty mare I'd like to spoil during Hearts and Hooves Day," he said, his words wrapped up in his own ego.

The mare blushed softly and brought her muzzle near his, close enough to smell the sweet scent of her breath, "maybe think it over, hm?" She giggled, winking at him slyly.

Retro's cheeks blushed softly under his green pelt, his battered wings stretching out slightly at his sides as he reeled the girl into his flirting trap, but then suddenly...

In a flash of light, a soft body had come between the two ponies, Retro's muzzle pressed into a fluff of fur. The mare jumped back in surprise just in time as Ophelia had squeezed between the two.

"Hellooooo Retro," she swooned, her cheeks blushing brightly.

"Eh...? What? Ophelia?!" he stammered as he clumsily stepped back, pulling his muzzle out of her chest. "What're you..." he began but was abruptly cut off as the Draconequus suddenly slammed her hooved limb against his locker door.

The mare behind Oph looked past her awkwardly and at Retro as nothing happened, "Should I...?" She questioned as she motioned walking away, trying to hide a smile creeping across her face.

"No no!" Retro stammered, pushing past Ophelia, "just a friend of mine," he said, scowling back at Ophelia, trying to give her the hint to go away for the time being.

Nessa looked on from around the corner, becoming embarrassed for her awkward friend.

"She's blowing it..."

More ponies began gathering in the hallway, watching the interaction take place between Retro and Ophelia.

Ophelia stared at the locker door, confused. "Why didn't it work?" She said to her self, rattling the locker's door handle.

"Why didn't what work...?" Retro began but was quickly muted as his locker door swung open and projected numerous love birds into the air, squawking loudly and decorated with hearts. The overwhelming amount of birds began circling the Pegasus' head, dropping glitter bombs and flecks of heart shaped confetti down onto him.

The hall was suddenly filled with laughter; some genuine, some embarrassed for the two, and some malicious.

Retro stood there in shock, his head held low as he took a defensive stance, his wings covering his head as he became overwhelmed with embarrassment. The crowds roars around him was filling his ears, his blood pulsing hard and fast.

Ophelia stood there, laughing and smiling, completely pleased with herself! She held a small box in her hands, too excited to open it and show it to him. "Will you go to the Hearts and Hooves Day formal with me?!" she questioned him anxiously.

For Retro the world seemed to have froze. All around him he only saw the open maws of ponies laughing at him. He only heard the blood pulsing in his ears as he saw the birds gifted with flight circling his head, seemingly mocking him, and a beautiful mare next to him, laughing her head off, all directed at him.

He drew in angry, ragged breaths as the world slowly came back to life, everyone now quiet, waiting in anticipation for his answer. Ophelia stood there, almost statue-like, staring at him happily.

Before he could speak, the mare he was flirting with whispered in his ear, "it seems you already have a date, stud," her words mocking him as she shook glitter from her mane and trotted away down the hall.

Retro slowly brought his gaze up to the Draconequus that was eagerly awaiting his answer, her tail wagging like a puppy.

Through gritted teeth, Retro roared, "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!"

Nativity blinded Ophie, "you love it!" She cooed.

"No! I don't love it!" Red in the face he raged on, wings extended and feathers ruffled; some beginning to fall to the ground as his words echoed through the halls, the love birds fearfully landing upon Ophelia's antlers.

"Wait, w-what...?" She stuttered, drawing the gift box a little closer to her chest.

"You've completely ruined my chances of getting a date to the dance, you, you... BUMBLING OAF!" He shouted, the blush searing across his cheeks. Quickly he spun around charging down the hall after the mare as other ponies looked on in shock.

He never meant to hurt her, but the damage had been done. Failing to see the effort she'd put into her question, or even look at the gift she'd made him; he'd only felt the searing heat of embarrassment as she'd managed to get the entire school to laugh at him. As if they didn't laugh enough at his small stature and stunted wings. Retro is almost always unable to see the kindness in others.

Ophelia stood silent. Her limbs trembling, and her eyes filling with hot tears as she watched the Pegasus run away from her. She felt sick to her stomach and heavy headed; winded. She didn't know what to do as the other ponies looked on at her awkwardly and began going on about their days.

She felt a nudge at her side. Celestine had kindly taken her paw and was gazing at her, clearly hurting for his friend.

Ophelia looked at him and into the gift box she was holding before slumping pathetically to the ground.

"Maybe... maybe he didn't like my gift...?"

Nestled within the small box was a custom made guitar pick that Ophelia had made special for Retro. It was metallic and shimmered with gold, his band name "Mama's Boy" lovingly engraved on its face and on the back her signature as well as a heart.

Tears rolled down her face as she slowly got up, followed by Celestine, Nessa nowhere to be seen, and headed for the exit; a small clang sounding off as the guitar pick was thrown onto the tile floor.

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With a shrill squeal of excitement and a POOF of magic, Ophelia excitedly leapt into the streets of Canterlot and out of UniStyles Hair Salon, leaving the doorway enveloped in powdery-pink smoke as she made her escape.

Sir Celestine, who had been styling the young Draconequus' hair and makeup, was preparing her for what she hastily described as "the most exciting and unforgettable day of her life." Realistically speaking this meant that she'd finally worked up the nerve to ask a special somepony to take her to the annual Hearts and Hooves Day formal dance that was held by their high school.

Celestine watched Ophie with kind, yet slightly worried eyes as she spun in tight circles, her long tail whipping around her body and tripping her, only to have her bounce back up smiling and giggling to herself.

He snorted softly as remnants of the magical dust faded away in the early morning sun, and lightly tapped his hooves against the pavement to get Ophelia's attention.

Doing one final, giddy spin and a leap, she pounced playfully in front of the mute Unicorn's path, panting. Ophelia was known for her childish behavior and contagious, bubbly smile. Most ponies always got a good laugh when she was around; whether it was at her expense or not.

"Yes, Stiney?" She purred, "You rang? .... or, uh, snort?" Ophelia now laughed, her once beautiful bun now shaken out of shape and slowly falling down into the original kinked strands of her short locks.

Normally, anyone to quickly destroy such a tedious job of hair styling would catch the silent wrath of Sir Celestine, but not Ophelia. She was different. Celestine believed she looked much better when she maintained her normal appearance, rather than glamming up for somepony else (not that the look lasted very long to begin with). He liked the way her hair kinked around her cheeks in a messy fashion, and how her lips and nose had a natural blush. But he was not who she was dolled up for.

Celestine blinked coolly at his friend and gave the faintest of a smile as his horn lit up a beautiful blue and calmly closed the salon doors. He then carefully lifted a small black box wrapped in a red bow and handed it to Ophelia.

"Right!" She squeaked, quickly grasping it within her paw, "I almost forgot his gift!" Ophelia then stretched out the ruff of fur around her neck and dropped the gift in as if it were any normal pocket.

"C'mon, I don't want to be late!" Ophelia said as she magically disappeared into another cloud of dust only to end up back in the salon, opening the doors and running down the street a second time.

The white Unicorn playfully shook his head and shut the door for a second time and began following the excited Draconequus at a more reasonable pace.

~ ~ ~

Nessa Mae looked around in an annoyed fashion, a large cage full of Love Birds cooing softly by her hooves. She had her arms crossed defiantly across her chest as she waited for Celestine and Ophelia by the school doors.

Nessie sighed loudly as she did not like to be kept waiting for any reason. She sat down with an audible thump in the dirt as her lower body rested against the bird's cage, ruffling their feathers a little.

She'd tried to talk Ophelia out of using Fluttershy's birds, even tried her hardest to talk her out of this whole ordeal all together! But Ophelia wouldn't budge. She has her heart set on this dramatic "promposal" style deal, and neither her or Celestine could talk her out of it...

Everyone knew who she was going to ask, it was no secret. Retro Dash. He was the reason she crowed in the morning, and why she howled at the moon at night. And as sickening as her puppy love was, Retro wouldn't even give her the time of day, he'd rather pretend it wasn't happening. Unfortunately for Nessa, she already knew how it would all end. With a playful laugh from Retro and he'd shake it off, as if Ophie had never asked.

POOF

"NESSA!" Ophelia shouted as she suddenly appeared inches in front of the Centaur's face, sending her high into the air with a loud moo and yelp; the birds flapping their wings anxiously at the scene.

Nessa quickly regained her cool as she scowled at Ophie, her heart racing.

Ophelia stared at her with a stupid lovesick smile plaster on her muzzle. "You brought the birds! This is going to be perfect!" She cooed as she magicked the love birds out of the cage and carefully placed them in her antlers for the time being.

Celestine stood behind the goofy princess, his eyes foggy with what looked like envy, quickly blinking the emotion away as Ophelia spun around to smile at him.

Nessa noticed the look on the Unicorn's face and flicked her ears slightly as she turned to open the doors that entered the school's hallways.

"Let's go, guys, we need to setup before the others get here..."

~ ~ ~

The time was now! Ophelia paced around the corner anxiously as she kept peeking into the hallway, her ears twitching in excitement and the small box grasped firmly between her paws.

There he was, leaned up so handsomely against his locker, but was talking to a pretty mare; seemingly flirting. But that didn't matter, once she popped the question she knew he'd be hers!

The halls were filled with the chatter of young ponies excited for the dance coming up. Most of the lockers were covered in hearts and pink streamers were strewn across the walls. Retro leaned against his locker door nonchalantly, eyeing the blushing mare that stood before him.

"Me?" He asked her, "do I have a date to the dance?" He scoffed playfully, looking to the floor smiling, bringing his left hoof up to his chest and shining it against his fur. "Nah, not yet," he grinned, "I still haven't decided which pretty mare I'd like to spoil during Hearts and Hooves Day," he said, his words wrapped up in his own ego.

The mare blushed softly and brought her muzzle near his, close enough to smell the sweet scent of her breath, "maybe think it over, hm?" She giggled, winking at him slyly.

Retro's cheeks blushed softly under his green pelt, his battered wings stretching out slightly at his sides as he reeled the girl into his flirting trap, but then suddenly...

In a flash of light, a soft body had come between the two ponies, Retro's muzzle pressed into a fluff of fur. The mare jumped back in surprise just in time as Ophelia had squeezed between the two.

"Hellooooo Retro," she swooned, her cheeks blushing brightly.

"Eh...? What? Ophelia?!" he stammered as he clumsily stepped back, pulling his muzzle out of her chest. "What're you..." he began but was abruptly cut off as the Draconequus suddenly slammed her hooved limb against his locker door.

The mare behind Oph looked past her awkwardly and at Retro as nothing happened, "Should I...?" She questioned as she motioned walking away, trying to hide a smile creeping across her face.

"No no!" Retro stammered, pushing past Ophelia, "just a friend of mine," he said, scowling back at Ophelia, trying to give her the hint to go away for the time being.

Nessa looked on from around the corner, becoming embarrassed for her awkward friend.

"She's blowing it..."

More ponies began gathering in the hallway, watching the interaction take place between Retro and Ophelia.

Ophelia stared at the locker door, confused. "Why didn't it work?" She said to her self, rattling the locker's door handle.

"Why didn't what work...?" Retro began but was quickly muted as his locker door swung open and projected numerous love birds into the air, squawking loudly and decorated with hearts. The overwhelming amount of birds began circling the Pegasus' head, dropping glitter bombs and flecks of heart shaped confetti down onto him.

The hall was suddenly filled with laughter; some genuine, some embarrassed for the two, and some malicious.

Retro stood there in shock, his head held low as he took a defensive stance, his wings covering his head as he became overwhelmed with embarrassment. The crowds roars around him was filling his ears, his blood pulsing hard and fast.

Ophelia stood there, laughing and smiling, completely pleased with herself! She held a small box in her hands, too excited to open it and show it to him. "Will you go to the Hearts and Hooves Day formal with me?!" she questioned him anxiously.

For Retro the world seemed to have froze. All around him he only saw the open maws of ponies laughing at him. He only heard the blood pulsing in his ears as he saw the birds gifted with flight circling his head, seemingly mocking him, and a beautiful mare next to him, laughing her head off, all directed at him.

He drew in angry, ragged breaths as the world slowly came back to life, everyone now quiet, waiting in anticipation for his answer. Ophelia stood there, almost statue-like, staring at him happily.

Before he could speak, the mare he was flirting with whispered in his ear, "it seems you already have a date, stud," her words mocking him as she shook glitter from her mane and trotted away down the hall.

Retro slowly brought his gaze up to the Draconequus that was eagerly awaiting his answer, her tail wagging like a puppy.

Through gritted teeth, Retro roared, "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!"

Nativity blinded Ophie, "you love it!" She cooed.

"No! I don't love it!" Red in the face he raged on, wings extended and feathers ruffled; some beginning to fall to the ground as his words echoed through the halls, the love birds fearfully landing upon Ophelia's antlers.

"Wait, w-what...?" She stuttered, drawing the gift box a little closer to her chest.

"You've completely ruined my chances of getting a date to the dance, you, you... BUMBLING OAF!" He shouted, the blush searing across his cheeks. Quickly he spun around charging down the hall after the mare as other ponies looked on in shock.

He never meant to hurt her, but the damage had been done. Failing to see the effort she'd put into her question, or even look at the gift she'd made him; he'd only felt the searing heat of embarrassment as she'd managed to get the entire school to laugh at him. As if they didn't laugh enough at his small stature and stunted wings. Retro is almost always unable to see the kindness in others.

Ophelia stood silent. Her limbs trembling, and her eyes filling with hot tears as she watched the Pegasus run away from her. She felt sick to her stomach and heavy headed; winded. She didn't know what to do as the other ponies looked on at her awkwardly and began going on about their days.

She felt a nudge at her side. Celestine had kindly taken her paw and was gazing at her, clearly hurting for his friend.

Ophelia looked at him and into the gift box she was holding before slumping pathetically to the ground.

"Maybe... maybe he didn't like my gift...?"

Nestled within the small box was a custom made guitar pick that Ophelia had made special for Retro. It was metallic and shimmered with gold, his band name "Mama's Boy" lovingly engraved on its face and on the back her signature as well as a heart.

Tears rolled down her face as she slowly got up, followed by Celestine, Nessa nowhere to be seen, and headed for the exit; a small clang sounding off as the guitar pick was thrown onto the tile floor.

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It's time to step it up a notch 'v'

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