Rian walked down the street of the neighborhood, on his way to school. On his way, he saw a group in an alley way, the girl in the middle was somebody familiar to him. He instantly recognized her with her pinkish-hue hair.

Walking up, he heard the group say, "Puny little girl."

"So shy, can't even stick up for herself, or anybody for that matter."

Fluttershy's high-pitched, half a second screech made them comment, "Look, she can't even pronounce a single word."

Rian spoke out, a few feet away, "And what do you think you're doing?"

The group turned to him, the leader walked forward, "What are you, her boyfriend?"

"No, just a friend. But that's not gonna stop me from stopping you."

"You, stopping us?"

"I'll make you a deal."

"A deal, huh?"

"I do something outrageous, and you leave her alone."

"How outrageous?"

Rian saw that the groupies were interested slightly and stepped up. Fluttershy cowering up against a wall behind them. He started using a telepathic spell he learned a few years before. "Fluttershy," she immediately jumped and shivered more, "Don't be afraid, just trust me. Close your eyes, and imagine you're behind the school."

He watched Fluttershy close her eyes. "Now think, very hard about that spot... Open your eyes in 1, 2,"

Using his uncle's personal spell, taught only to him, he teleported Fluttershy to where he told her. "Ah screw it, I gotta get to class. See ya around," he turned to walk away, "or not." He ran off.

It was too late when they realized the girl they were picking on was gone.

XXXX

"H-How did you do that?" asked Fluttershy as Rian went to check up on her.

"What do you mean?"

"I heard your voice, it had to be you. You... You teleported me, but how?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Y-You don't?"

"No. Maybe you ran here, and just forgot that you did? It's possible, people black out all the time."

"M-Maybe I did black out..." she said, second guessing herself.

He decided to let the dazed Fluttershy alone, and walked into class. The first person he saw being Rainbow, who looked up from her notebook at the sound of footsteps entering the classroom. They gave each other a soft smile, each with a slight blush as well.

He decided to sit behind her, speaking as he sat, "Hey..."

"Hey..." she responded.

"So, when did you say this party of yours was?"

"At the end of the week, which is tomorrow."

"But tomorrow's Friday, not Saturday."

"I know, it's an all night thing. That's why you have to bring a date, because if it was just one guy, that'd be awkward."

"If it was me, it'd be fun."

"How?"

"Well, my teenage mind went dirty with that comment. So it'd be six girls, and me. Everybody gets temptations, especially from other people."

"Pfft." She rolled her eyes back onto her notebook with a, "Whatever."

"Hey, you were the one who gave me your-"

"Don't!" she quickly turned back, "Say that out loud. I did say it'd be a few months before anything like that happens again."

"Drinking changes that."

"I'm too young to drink alcohol."

"Yeah, so is every other 17-year-old that drinks."

"I'm not drinking tomorrow."

"You can't see the future."

"Well neither can you."

"You got me there," Rian shrugged.

The bell rang as the teacher walked in.

XXXX

"Holy crap, what to wear!" screamed Rainbow, rummaging through her drawers as time ticked away faster than she had hoped. She asked Rian to come over a bit earlier but now, "No, no, no, no, no!"

Normally, she wouldn't care what to wear, but she rather not disappoint Rian. She shouldn't really care about what to wear since, "He never even told me what kind of outfit he likes girls to wear. What if I wear the wrong thing?!"

"Relax, Darling," came a voice from behind.

"Rarity! When did you get here?"

"About the time when you screamed 'no' about, a trillion times."

"The door was locked."

Rarity held up a hairpin. "I've gotten handy with these little things."

Rainbow went back to throwing her clothes everywhere, "I'm sorry, but I can't talk now. I have to know what to wear for the party tonight."

"I already heard you say 'he' a bunch of times, so I know you're gonna dress up for Rian."

"Fine, whatever. I still need to find some clothes."

"I'm certain whatever you wear, Rian would love." She took a look at the messed up room. A tornado ran through her drawers. "You... might wanna spice up your wardrobe a bit, though."

"How might I do that?"

"Well... I know you're a 'sporty' type, but if you take out the ponytail." She grabbed the rubber band holding up her ponytail, and slowly removed it. She gasped as her hair fell to her shoulders, "I know the perfect outfit!"

"Great!" she replied sarcastically. "Now get here in less than-" a knock was at the door, "now!"

"I-It's all the way back at my shop, across town."

"Then, stall him! I gotta find something to wear!"

Rarity walked over to the door. Rian saw it open, and saw Rarity, in which he said her name with a questioning look.

"Yeah, hi Rian, Darling."

"I... didn't go to the wrong house again did I?" he looked down at a piece of paper, "This'll be like my, third time. Do you know where-"

"Rainbow is here, she's just, um, getting ready, so..."

"Doesn't know what to wear?" Rian said, writing about situations like this in his stories.

"Yup."

"Mind if I see her?"

"She wouldn't like that," she said, stepping aside. 'Her room,' she mouthed.

He stepped in, hearing noise from a certain room, he pointed with his thumb. Rarity nodded. He slowly turned the handle of the door, and was even slower with opening it.

He saw Rainbow struggling to put on pants, on the other side of her bed. He tapped on the door, Rainbow jumped looking at him. "R-Rian! I-I told Rarity to-"

"To stall me so you could find something to put on. Rarity told me."

"Why are you still looking anyway? I'm not wearing anything."

"You're wearing undergarments, which is practically nothing now." Thankfully, with all the writing he does, Rian was able to talk calmly in the most embarrassing position he has ever been in.

"Get out!" she through a pillow at him.

He caught it and said, "Fine, just figured it'd be nice to say hello." He closed the door and walked out.

Turning around, Rarity said, "Was she angry?"

"Well, judging by this pillow, she wasn't too happy that I saw her in a bra."

"She is wearing those now? With all her tank tops I've seen her wear, I've never seen a need for a bra."

"Clothing is just cover for the truth of the body," Rian said, the comment sounding like a sex addict. "But still, it's true, you never know the body type of someone just by their clothing."

"Yeah, I know," Rarity responded, talking about herself.

"So, I was told that everyone going to Rainbow's party had to bring a date, where's yours?"

"I came early to hang out with a friend. My date is coming later."

"Aha... I can only guess he'll be as much as a drama queen as I've heard you were."

"He'd be a drama king, if anything."

"That's so not how it works."

"Keep telling yourself that, Darling."

XXXX

"That's the oldest game in the party book," commented Rian.

"No, the oldest game is," Pinkie Pie pulled a book out of no where, the title ironically read, 'The Party Book'. "Oh, you're right," she said laughing, throwing the book back.

"Come on, it'll be fun," said the blue haired boy, Shining Armor.

"Eeyup," said the ginger, Big Macintosh.

"Okay, well, what bottle then?"

"This one," said Twilight, with a bottle with a scraped off label. "I used it to spice of the punch that was made, it tasted pretty good."

"Let me see that," Rian reached for the bottle. Just one whiff of the bottle's smell and he knew it. Alcohol he thought. So that's why all of you are so inclined Rian didn't drink the punch but everyone else had at least a few cups.

"But we all have dates here, though some may not be true ones," he commented about Big Mac and Shining, "There is still that chance of kissing someone else's date."

"Who cares, it's a party," said Blueblood.

"Yeah, it'd be fun," commented Joe, who was eating a doughnut.

"Fine, whatever." Rian sighed in defeat.

"Just a quick-y rule," started Pinkie, "Only opposite genders, so if it lands on somebody of the same sex you have to spin again."

"You know what, I'm out," Rian got up and walked away.

Rainbow watched him walk away, looking back she did a nervous laugh. "O-One second." She got up after him. "Hey, what's up?"

"I'm not gonna participate in a game where you get to kiss someone else's date."

"But it's a 'no hard feelings' game. It doesn't matter even if you do kiss somebody else."

"No, I'm not gonna do it. If the rest of the night is gonna be like this, I might as well go home."

Rian went to leave through the back door, but Rainbow grabbed his hand, "No, don't go."

"There's no point."

"Come on, we don't have to play. You and I, can go back to my room, and do a little, something."

Rian looked down, knowing this could happen if she drank. "One of the main reasons why this game will be 'no hard feelings' is because nobody would even remember it."

"Why do you say that?"

"Let's just say I can see the future." His father used to drink, even the most little, he would forget the next day. "Look, I'm sorry, but I'm gonna go. I'm sorry," he lightly kissed her cheek, quickly leaving the back door and heading home.

Rainbow walked back into the living room, "He's... not playing."

"Well, then we could just play without him," suggested Pinkie.

"I'm not gonna play either, I'm just, gonna lay down." Rainbow's tone of voice was depressing when she walked to her room.

"So, who's first?" asked Pinkie.