A gentle breeze blew through the streets of the town of Canterlot, and on this clear and sunny day, most were out and about simply trying to enjoy it as much as they could. Many of the town's youths were busying themselves spending time with their various friends, hanging out at a lot of the different venues the town had to offer, from the park to the cafés. And speaking of which, one particular café on a street corner was about to receive a pair of noteworthy guests, as Pinkie Pie, local student of Canterlot High, was walking towards it alongside her smile-less sister, Maud. As per usual, Pinkie was skipping along with a wide grin plastered over her face.

"This is so amazing! I can't wait for you to meet him!"

Maud turned to her younger sibling, her face never giving away her feelings on the matter.

"Pinkie, I appreciate what you're doing for me, but I'm not entirely sure if I approve of you setting me up on a date."

Turning to her, Pinkie giggled.

"Don't worry, Maudie! You'll love this guy! I've seen him coming into Sugar Cube Corner a few times. I mean, he never buys anything with sugar in it, but that doesn't matter. Anyway, when I talk to him, the first thing on my mind was, oh yeah, this guy definitely needs to date my sister."

If Maud shared any of her sister's enthusiasm for this, she wasn't showing it, and she simply glanced at the entrance to the café. Seeing this, Pinkie jovially slapped a hand upon her shoulder, looking as confident as ever.

"Don't sweat it, sis! I'll be right out here, watching the whole thing."

Slowly, Maud turned to her again.

"For future reference, you may want to re-word that, just in case people get the wrong impression."

Naturally, Pinkie was, at first, confused by such words. But, she didn't get the chance to ask about it, as Maud then got on with the business of actually approaching the place in earnest. Seeing her go, Pinkie leapt up into the air.

"Whoo! Go Maud!"

Opening the door of the café, Maud entered at long last, her sister still jumping for joy behind her. As the older sister looked around the place, she saw several other people about her age dotted about he place. But, towards the far end, on a table for two, she spotted a young man sitting alone. As he was currently the only one in such a situation, Maud began to approach him. Before long, she was there, and the boy looked up at her as she spoke.

"Are you my date?"

The boy looked to her, his face as blank as hers.

"Maybe. Are you Maud Pie?"

Maud nodded, prompting him to continue.

"Then yes, I'm your date."

The boy's voice was about as monotone as was humanly possible to achieve, but, on the outside, it didn't seem as if this was all that much of a bother to Maud, and as she took her seat, she regarded him more carefully. He was dressed in what, charitably, could be called a plethora of grey. Grey shirt, grey trousers, grey shoes, grey everything. Even his hair and eyes bore that colour, and as Maud stared into them, she spoke up once more.

"My sister never told me your name."

The boy nodded.

"It's Tom. Tom Rockefeller."

Maud blinked.

"Maud. Maud Pie."

The boy nodded again. Here, at long last, a waitress arrived, looking to the two youths before speaking up to them with a customary smile.

"Good afternoon you two! May I take your order?"

They never turned to her, but nevertheless answered, with Maud going first.

"Coffee, black."

"Tea, no sugar," Tom added.

The waitress gave them both an odd look, but even so, she kept her smile, nodding to the two of them before making her way off. A few minutes of silence passed between them before they said anything, and when they did, it was Tom who did the honours.

"What kind of stuff do you like?"

Maud blinked again.

"Rocks. I've always liked rocks."

"Do you study geology at school?" Tom asked.

"It involves rocks...so yes," Maud replied.

Tom nodded.

"Interesting."

"Yes. Yes it is," Maud answered.

Here, the waitress returned, dropping off both the coffee and tea to their respective owners, before then darting off to the next customer waiting for her. The two took a single sip of their drinks, after which, it became Maud's turn to ask a question.

"What do you like?"

Tom looked up from his drink, right into her eyes.

"I collect spores, moulds and fungus."

Maud blinked a third time.

"Does that have anything to do with rocks?"

Tom nodded.

"They sometimes grow on rocks."

Maud nodded back.

"In that case, sounds interesting."

Tom nodded again, and spoke up soon afterwards.

"I met your sister, Pinkie. She's very happy. Very very happy, in fact."

Maud nodded again.

"Yes, that's her alright."

"Do you have a big family?" Tom asked.

"Two others sisters, and our parents of course," Maud answered.

Tom paused for a moment before replying.

"I'm an only child."

Maud's face, as usual, gave nothing away as she spoke.

"Are you okay with that?"

Tom shrugged his shoulders.

"Sure. Are you okay with three sisters?"

Maud shrugged her shoulders.

"Sure."

Tom nodded.

"Good."

"Agreed," Maud replied.

As before, they took a sip of their respective drinks, and when they put them down, Tom spoke again.

"What do you do with rocks outside of your studies?"

Maud looked down to her drink, then back up to him.

"I write poetry about it sometimes."

Tom paused, but not as long this time.

"Can I hear some?"

Maud nodded once more, clearing her throat before doing as asked.

"Rock...you are a rock..."

Pinkie could barely contain herself, waiting outside of the doors of the café and, naturally, earning a few odd looks from those who entered or exited the place. Time went on, and still, she waited, never looking anything less than the most excited person in the world, as was typical of Pinkie Pie. But, after what, to her, was an eternity of waiting, she watched with awe as the doors opened yet again, and this time, revealed her sister on the other side. Before Maud had a chance to react, Pinkie leapt towards her, embracing her in a hug, before starting to speak in that million-miles-an-hour manner she was so known for.

"Maud! How did it go? Did you like him? Did he like you? What was he like? What did you talk about? What did you eat? Are you boyfriend and girlfriend now? What-OMPH!"

Her question was halted as Maud, having freed herself from the hug, carefully placed a finger upon Pinkie's lips, silencing her as she finally had a chance to speak.

"He was nice. We talked about me, him and what we like. We drank tea and coffee. I enjoyed my time. And yes, I've said I'd like to see him again."

The smile on Pinkie's face was so huge that it threatened to burst off her face entirely, and she let out an ear-piercing squeal of delight.

"Eeeeeeee! That's so great! What are you two gonna do!?"

To that, Maud, for the first time today, gave a smile. It was the smile she reserved only for her beloved little sister, and as she gently patted her on the shoulder, she gave her answer.

"Sorry, Pinkie, but I don't kiss and tell."