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thenearshore2018-06-18 02:25 pm
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A First Time for Everything
Who: Ginia and Celestia
When: Dec. 5
Where: A park in the Near Shore.
What: After a day of fun and an evening of delicious food, the night begins in a park.
The best part about the date, in Celestia's mind, was also the part she'd expected: it wasn't different.
They'd tromped all around the amusement park, riding rides and watching performances and winning each other stupid souvenirs that, mathematically speaking, were complete ripoffs compared to anything they could have just bought from a store. And they'd determined that, no, you couldn't do everything the park had to offer in even two days, and maybe they'd have to go back and see if third time was the charm. And that was much as it had been.
And dinner had been one long and roaming conversation, covering mostly the quirks of Equestria and some of the things Celestia had seen in her long reign over ponykind. Again, nothing new. Nothing unexpected. Nothing had suddenly become different because they'd called this a 'date', except maybe some times when Celestia's heart had raced a little faster than it might have otherwise. And that meant she'd made the right decision.
With the restaurant now behind them and delicious satiation warming her veins (while her magic, quietly and helpfully, warms the rest of them out in the cool December air), the two drift into the night of a dimly-lit park. Celestia wasn't ready to let go yet, metaphorically or literally with her hand in Ginia's, and the Princess let out a delightedly contented and happy sigh as they walked down the concrete path, beneath the brilliant night sky.
When: Dec. 5
Where: A park in the Near Shore.
What: After a day of fun and an evening of delicious food, the night begins in a park.
The best part about the date, in Celestia's mind, was also the part she'd expected: it wasn't different.
They'd tromped all around the amusement park, riding rides and watching performances and winning each other stupid souvenirs that, mathematically speaking, were complete ripoffs compared to anything they could have just bought from a store. And they'd determined that, no, you couldn't do everything the park had to offer in even two days, and maybe they'd have to go back and see if third time was the charm. And that was much as it had been.
And dinner had been one long and roaming conversation, covering mostly the quirks of Equestria and some of the things Celestia had seen in her long reign over ponykind. Again, nothing new. Nothing unexpected. Nothing had suddenly become different because they'd called this a 'date', except maybe some times when Celestia's heart had raced a little faster than it might have otherwise. And that meant she'd made the right decision.
With the restaurant now behind them and delicious satiation warming her veins (while her magic, quietly and helpfully, warms the rest of them out in the cool December air), the two drift into the night of a dimly-lit park. Celestia wasn't ready to let go yet, metaphorically or literally with her hand in Ginia's, and the Princess let out a delightedly contented and happy sigh as they walked down the concrete path, beneath the brilliant night sky.