Now that Tumor and Carrot Top had settled their differences and were back on more than just speaking terms she decided to re-invite him to live with her. However, this time she was not going to allow him to sleep in the basement, despite how much he pleaded. They would now be sharing a room. Her reasoning for this was because she was looking to start something with him, something more than just being basically fuck buddies. She couldn't fight this feeling in her chest that constantly made her think about him and she wanted to take their friendship further. She didn't know how he would react, but you only live once so it's time to take a risk. She'd rather have a life of Oh well's than What if's.

After a few days of sharing a room Tumor was starting to get used to it. It was actually pretty nice to have a permanent pony cuddle buddy, aside from their other activities that is.

Today Carrot Top got them reservations at the fanciest restaurant in Ponyville, which made him question her sanity. Her taking him out to dinner at a nice place despite how much of an ass he is. What fucking sense does that make? Never-the-less, he agreed. He may have his moments, but only an idiot would turn down a free meal.

What the fuck do you mean He may have his moments?

[Dick-hole, back to the story.]

Fuck you...

Tumor threw on the nicest cloths he owned. He may be an asshole, but he was not apposed to being classy every now and again. He looked over his attire in the mirror. Black dress pants and a vest over a red dress shirt and black tie. He straighten the tie a bit, picturing himself doing so as if he were in an old movie where he was about to purpose to his girlfriend.

Dumbass, I don't have a girlfriend

[Dipshit, I was making a simile]

Carrot Top exited her room wearing a red dress, knowing how much Tumor loved red. Well, loved wasn't exactly it. It was more like it was his color of pride, being how his energy is red. Why these thoughts were entering her head were due to reasons unknown to even her. Perhaps the writer is starting to feel a little weird from the new medication he is on, or perhaps because he forgot to take them when he was supposed to.

Dude, go take a fucking nap

[Fuck you, the story must go on!]

As Carrot Top gathered all of what she would need into her saddle bag she called out for Tumor to let him know that she was ready. "Tumor, I'm ready when you are."

"Just a second." He replied to her, making a few quick fixes on his hair. Out of all of the brothers he was the most picky about his. It had to be gelled a certain way and stay that way for the remainder of the day.

Do you even realize how many times you rhymed in that sentence?

[...Holy shit, I had no fucking clue...]

"Tumor, who are you talking to?" Carrot Top asked as she opened the bathroom door to find him standing there staring at the mirror.

He cleared his throat before telling her that he wasn't speaking to anyone [Dick] and resuming his preparations, primarily the hair.

Carrot Top couldn't help but giggle at him, it was funny how anal he was [and I don't mean in that way you sick bastards] about his hair. [see] She trotted over to him and pulled on his pant leg, her way of summoning him to her height.

Tumor got on his knees for her [hehehe] and allowed her to play with his hair until she was content with it.

"There, all better?" She asked, prompting him to look in the mirror once more.

"Looks nice, thanks sweetheart." He replied, earning him a slight blush from Carrot Top. She hated when he called her that, she would turn red in the face every time. Correction, when he said it and it wasn't followed by the ever so famous Fuck you.

[God, what a dick.]

Who the fuck do you think made me this way?

[My point exactly]

The couple-We're not a couple.

[Shut up! I'm telling the story.]

As they made their way to the restaurant they talked about their living arrangements and Carrot Top's plans to extend her garden. He never understood why the mare was so obsessed with Carrots, but her name spoke it all. However one would wonder if maybe that was their way of controlling what their child becomes in this world. Maybe it's a conspiracy, the whole world here controls what the new generation does by giving them certain names that they 'just so happen' to get a cutie mark damn near resembling their name for. Their names and special talents co-Seriously, do you need to go back to the fucking nut house?

[No, but I'm just saying. What if that's why is Equestria is in such harmonic balance, because these ponies don't have free will. Their names and special talents coincide. The names that their parents give them connects to their special talent!]

...You need to stop talking, because you're starting to make sense.

[See!]

But shouldn't we get back to the story?

[Oh shit]

They enter the building to be met with a long line of ponies which prompted the two of them to sigh in a very annoyed manner. The line seemed to be moving quickly at least, mostly due to the stallion turning down almost anypony that wanted to enter. It's a good thing Carrot Top got reservations in advance.

Tumor looked around and spotted a bathroom just a few feet away from them. "You talk to the guy, okay. I gotta take a leak."

Carrot Top nodded and watch as he went off to the bathroom before her attention was turned to the restaurant secretary. "Hi, reservations for two under the name Carrot Top."

He skimmed through the list in front of him and nodded. "I'm sorry, but you do not have reservations here."

She tilted her head slightly, "I'm pretty sure I do, I made them yesterday. Would you mind checking again?"

He looked back down at the list and nodded again, "Nope, you're not on here. You cannot enter."

"Come on, I've been-" Carrot Top was suddenly cut off, by a humanoid figure standing beside her.

"Hey, buddy." Tumor began. "The lady got reservations and I know it, so how about you knock off the bullshit and let us through."

The stallions eyes widened at the sight of Tumor. "It's you, you're Dale the warhorse! I'm so sorry sir. Oh, a table just opened up, right this way." He quickly got off his pedestal and walked the two to an empty table. "Somepony will be right with you." He added before taking off to the back.

"That was easier than I expected, I thought I was gonna have to knock him out." Tumor said, taking his seat on the opposite end of Carrot Top.

She took hers as well and sighed. "How did they not get my reservations, I took care of everything a whole day in advance."

"Forget about it, the schmuck let us in, so all is fine now."

"Yeah, but only because I was accompanied by the hero of Ponyville." She looked around the room and quickly took notice of all the ponies staring at them and whispering among themselves. "I think you have a few fans here too."

"Probably, but fuck it. Tonight's not about them and hopefully they can respect that." He said, speaking up at the last part and making all of the ponies turn their heads back to their tables as to not disturb him. "Like I said, it's all fine now."

A waiter appeared seemingly out of nowhere and placed two menus on the table. "Here you are. Can I get you anything to start you off?"

"Yeah, how about you tell that asshole at the front to start doing his job, after that we'll take a bottle of dandelion wine." Tumor said to the waiter who merely nodded and vanished just as quickly as he showed up.

Carrot Top was doing everything in her power not to laugh at him and his crude behavior. She had not only gotten used to it, but had grown to understand the humor behind the way he acts and was quickly learning to love it.

About an hour later the two pushed their plates to the center of the table, satisfied with their meal. Carrot Top let out a light belch and covered her mouth with her hoof. This however made Tumor chuckle. "You know, you're too cute sometimes."

She blushed once again and waved a hoof at him. "Stop that! You're making all flustered."

"It's cool, just blame the alcohol, that's what I do." He commented, grabbing the wine bottle by the neck and taking a swig from it. "Man, that's some good stuff. I didn't think dandelions would actually taste good."

"Well, maybe if you were a bit more open to trying some of the stuff we ponies eat then you could learn to enjoy it."

"That requires effort." He replied, "Speaking of effort. Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why go through so much shit to get reservations at a place like this for us? We could have just gone down to the Hay Burger and grabbed something there. Instead you chose to come here, why?"

"Well..." She tensed up slightly, "I wanted tonight to be special."

"Now you've really got me curious. Come on, girl, spit it out. "

"Because..." She was suddenly afraid to ask. What should she do? No, she promised herself she would do this and dammit she would!

"I'm waiting on you, sweetheart."

It was now or never, "Because I wanted to ask..." A fearful blush spread across her face as she finally managed to force the words out "if you'd let me be...your very special somepony..."

[And Stop!]

Now that this area is frozen in time, I'm going to take a vote. That's right, a vote. Whatever you guys decide shall be the fate of this night. Should Tumor say yes and learn what it's like to be in a committed relationship with somepony, or should he continue to be a free-spirited whore who'll basically sleep with anypony. I can't wait to see what you guys have to say so I'm gonna end this story here and let y'all get to voting. Should he agree to date Carrot Top? Yes or No. Go!