Author's Notes:

A new chapter already out?! OMG people!

Well I got nothing to say except for those of you who play 'the game', other than you lost and are now consciously blinking. A simple date story for you as Trixie and Spitfire go about their day. What surprises await them? read on and find out!

Hope you enjoy!

Two days later in the morning Spitfire awoke feeling fulfilled. In her arms Trixie was snuggled against her. The blue mare slept peacefully in her lovers embrace. Protected from any and all harm from the outside world. Mostly.

Spitfire thought back to when Trixie told her about the Trinity, and how they made an attempt on her life in board day light in a public place. She shrugged it off putting the thought in the back of her mind. She hadn't seen whiff or tail of them for sometime. She thought the worst of them was behind her. She hoped anyway.

She glanced over to the nightstand, specifically the clock, which read 9am. Dang. Time to get up. "Trixie? Trixie?" she whispered into her ear.

"Hmm?"stretched pressing her head under Spitfire's chin. "What?"

"Time to wake up." she said kissing the blue pony.

"Ugh, but Trixie is tired and needs her beauty sleep." Trixie whined.

"Well, if somepony didn't waste all her energy on a advanced illusion spell while trying to dominate me in bed, then maybe somepony wouldn't be so tired now." Spitfire said with a smug grin.

Trixie shifted under her, revealing a single angry eye under a wall of yellow fur. "Shut up." she said angrily, burying her face back into Spitfire's chest. Spitfire leaned closer to Trixie's ear and whispered. "Hey, Trixie... You want some salt to go with that butt hurt? Ooof!"

When she finished talking Trixie jabbed her in the side with a strong hoof. She had a small smile on her face after doing so.

"Fine. Fine. I'll let you sleep. I'm going for my morning workout, you sure you don't want to join me, Trix?"

Trixie shook her head holding Spitfire not wanting to lose the warm furry pillow.

"OK, I'll come back to wake you later." she got out of bed, making Trixie groan from losing her pillow.

Spitfire left the room heading to the kitchen first. Waiting for her, Link was sitting at the edge of the hard wood floor wagging his tail. She came up to him kneeling to his height. "You hungry boy?" He barked. "You're hungry?" He barked again circling in place before sitting again.

"OK, boy let's get you food." she said excitedly. The cub bounced up and down barking happily at the idea of food.

After feeding the Link, Spitfire went to the gym to do a late morning workout. At noon she stopped. She was sweating heavily from her intense workout. She had fallen behind her routine during her recovery, mostly because the doctor ordered her to take it easy, and Trixie pestered her to not over exert herself.

"Trixie bless her heart can be such an overbearing pest at times." she said to herself. She wiped her body of the excess sweat throwing the towel into a dirty hamper against the wall. She left heading for the shower. After a quick shower she went back to Trixie's room and found the unicorn still fast asleep. She wanted to scare the mare awake, but decided against it. Instead she went for a more subtle approach.

She pulled the covers off slowly and nudged Trixie. She groaned annoyed by the sudden cold air around her after losing her warm covers. Slowly her eyes opened, adjusting to the light in the room. She saw Spitfire smiling down at her. "Good morning sleepy head."

"Morning." Trixie replied rubbing her eyes. "Yawn... What time is it?"

"It's after twelve. Come on I want to go eat."

"Then go." Trixie grunted pulling the covers over herself.

Spitfire rolled her eyes and once again climbed onto the bed. She positioned herself over the giant pony shaped lump under the covers and sat on it. Trixie wiggled under the covers as Spitfire brushed some dust off her fur with an uncaring look on her face.

"Spitfire!" Trixie whined wiggling under her. "Get off Trixie this instant! Trixie's up!"

The older pegasus smiled leaping off the distraught unicorn and hovered above her. "Come on, I'm hungry! I want to take you out before I leave for Cloudsdale." she said flying around Trixie as she went to the bathroom. After Twelve minutes Trixie emerged from the bathroom with her hair up in a ponytail and her tail was bound up slightly like her pony tail was.

Spitfire stared at her for a moment before landing beside her. "I like what I see." she said looking over Trixie especially her rear.

The blue mare swatted her in the nose with her tail. "Ah ah ah. No peeking."

"Spoil sport."

The two left the Ivory Towers and went into Manehatten's busy streets. Spitfire wore a disguise consisting of a jacket and a ball cap. She also had a set of sports saddle bags to hide her cutie mark Trixie wore nothing! Walking along Trixie received off hand comments about her involvement in Ponyville concerning the ursa minor incident. Ponies mocked her behind her back and said things like she was an evil temptress. Others were more sympathetic towards her. The vast majority however, simply greeted her like any other pony would. A 'good day' here and a 'how's your day been?' there.

Trixie greeted all accordingly with a wide smile the whole time. Spitfire lead her to a small restraint about ten blocks from the Ivory Towers called Molnjia's Cloud 'n Barbecue. It was designed like a huge cloud building two stories high with massive cloud columns holding the roof up giving it a Greek style. The sign was a large lightning bolt with Russian writing below it.

They entered the establishment and what Trixie saw amazed her. The inside was just as exotic to the eye as the outside was. it was hard wood floors covered in a layer of clouds. This allowed non flying creatures to enjoy the establishment without having to be a flyer. Most of the patrons were pegasi and griffins, but a few unicorns and earth ponies were there and a group of bat ponies sat on the second floor in a large group. The most noticeable thing was the waiters and waitresses. They were all pegasi and all were a mint green or turquoise color and almost all of them had yellow or golden manes.

Trixie was in awe at the sight when a pegasus stallion landed in front of them. "Welcome ladies." he greeted with a smile. "Table for two?"

"Yes please, sir." Spitfire said keeping her glasses on. "Also a solid seat for my marefirend."

The stallion nodded gesturing for them to follow him. He picked up a wooden seat along the way taking the up to the balcony of the second floor beside the group of bat ponies. "Will here do ladies?" he asked with a wave of his hoof.

Spitfire looked to Trixie, nodding in approval.

"This will do nicely sir. Thank you."

"My pleasure." he set the wooden chair down holding it for Trixie. As she sat he slid it in for her. So kind. Trixie thought.

"Thank you."

"My pleasure. Your menus." he handed them two large menus placing a candle in the center lighting it. It gave an ever so slight hint of roses. "Can I get you started with drinks?"

"Water for me please." Spitfire said.

"A glass of Merlot for me please."

"Very well. I'll get your drinks and your waiter will be by to help you shortly ladies." he turned and flew off towards the kitchen.

The two looked at their menus Trixie had decided on a cumulus salad and Spitfire chose the tornado celery soup. While they waited Trixie took the time to observer her surroundings. She was particularly interested in the bat ponies. She'd heard of them in her travels but never met one before. Until Luna's return they kept to themselves in isolation for the most part. It was rare to see one much less a group of them.

"Trixie." Spitfire hissed to her marefrined.

Trixie kept staring at them.

"Trixie!"

"Huh?"

"You're staring."

Trixie turned her head to see her mate glaring at her. She turned red and saw that the group of bat ponies were now staring at them. They were looking at her with curiosity on their faces one with a scowl.

"You got a problem?" the mare bat pony snapped at Trixie. "It's rude to stare."

Trixie was about to snap back wtih a retort but Spitfire cut her off. "I'm sorry about my marefriend. She forgets her manners sometimes." when she said the word manners, she gritted her teeth together as she did so. Trixie waved awkwardly at them.

"Sorry about the wait." interrupted a masculine female voice.

Trixie turned her attention to a turquoise waitress at their table. She set their drinks down and stood beside them. She had a slicked back golden yellow mane with yellow eyes. She wore a white shirt with a black tie and vest. Her cutie mark was a lightning bolt with three stars at the tip of it.

"My names Lighting and I'll be serving you this afternoon. Have you made a decision?" she asked tapping her hoof on the cloud. She seemed to be in a hurry for something. Spitfire didn't seem to notice, but Trixie saw.

"Yes, I'll have the cumulus salad." Trixie said.

"And I'll have the tornado celery soup."

Lightning wrote down the order and took the menus. "Will that be all? We have a special for breakfast this afternoon. The strawberry blitz pancakes are only five bits and it comes with unlimited strawberrys." she smiled thinking of the wonderful flavors that came with the order.

"No thank you Miss Lightning." Spitfire said. "We'll stick to what we ordered."

"Very well. I'll get this in and the order should be ready in five minutes." She then flew off towards a table next to them.

"She seems nice." Spitfire said watching the young mare. "I like her."

"She does seem nice. Trixie likes her too." the blue mare sipped her wine.

Spitfire watched as she delicately lifted the cup with her magic, taking only the most dainty of sips before placing it back on the table. She is so graceful. she thought. ME? I'm a muscle head brute. I really am the luckiest mare in the world. She smiled thinking to herself. She then thought back to the fundraiser that Trixie mentioned. They had spoken about it over the last two days and one thing was eating away at her mind. What did Trixie want?

"So Trixie, about the fundraiser."

"Hmm?"

"What kind of pony or child do you want to adopt?" Spitfire asked in a serious tone.

Placing her wine to the side Trixie folded her hooves on the table leaning on the slightly. "Well, Trixie saw a griffiness she really liked. The changeling was cute too but he's rambunctious. Having an annoying marefriend just like that might be more than enough to send Trixie off the deep end." she mocked her mate winking at her.

"Har har." Spitfire deadpanned. "A griffin and a changeling? I heard you mention them before. Which do you think you'll pick?"

"Why does Trixie have to be the only one to decide?" the blue mare asked. "Trixie wants this to be a group effort. Your say is important too."

She reached for Spitfire's hoof gently placing hers on it. The two shared a smile leaning over and kissing.

"Um, excuse me?" a voice startled them. "Your orders are ready."

They turned to see Lightning there with their orders. "Sorry." they said in unison sitting back down. "One cumulus salad and one tornado celery soup. Can I get you girls anything else?" she asked jumping to hover in place, tapping her hooves together happily.

"No thanks." they said after thinking for a moment.

"OK. well, if you need anything call me and I'll be her five seconds flat!" she boasted flexing her wings and arms with pride. Trixie rolled her eyes at the display while Spitfire gave a hearty laugh. Lightning flew of to assist other customers leaving the two to enjoy their meals. For a solid minute Trixie glared at Spitfire who continued to snicker at her not touching her food.

"What's is so funny chuckles?" Trixie asked in a sarcastic tone.

Spitfire waved her hoof looking to the side. "Just didn't know anypony had an ego that could rival yours love." she giggled.

Trixie glared at her mate chomping at her salad. "Blegh this is kind of bland. Oh! Where's the pepper?" The yellow mar looked at the table. Seeing none she shrugged at her mate before turning to her soup. "Gee, Thanks love." Trixie said in a flat tone.

Spitfire smiled sweetly at her. Trixie then turned to a couple behind her. "Excuse me can Trixie borrow your pepper please?" she asked a mare behind her.

"Sure thing." the mare responded getting her pepper shaker. The mare turned to give the shaker to Trixie then stopped dead as their eyes met. Shock filled Trixie's eyes when she realized it was Fleetfoot she asked. Their looks became angry as they stared each other down. Beside Fleetfoot was Star Stripe facehoofing with a sigh. "And it was going so nicely too."

Then Spitfire tapped Trxie's shoulder. "Hey, can you ask them if we can borrow their salt too?"

While they were eating the bat ponies left, the mare bat pony made an obscene gesture to Trixie as she past.