No Need for Boyfriends!
written by Tabby

"La de da," Tabby hummed as she and Sugarberry sat in the waiting room of the hospital. While out skating that night, Tiffany had gotten a bad case of frost-bite and her two friends had had to take her into the hospital.

"I hope she's okay," Sugarberry commented with concern. They had been waiting quite a long time already for their friend to come back out.

"I told her it was too cold to skate!" Tabby sighed. "And this is what it got us."

The two sat in silence for awhile. Sugarberry looked up. "Oh, there she is!" she exclaimed. Tiffany was being escorted back out into the waiting room by the doctor.

"Ah, girls," Tiffany gasped as she joined back up with Tabby and Sugarberry. "It's taken all the energy out of me."

"You'll be all right, won't you?" Sugarberry questioned.

"Yes, but right now I just feel like resting... help me back to the Royal Paradise, would you?" Tiffany requested.

"Okay, okay, so come on," said Tabby as she started dragging the princess out of the building with Sugarberry helping.

* * *

The next evening, Tiffany was feeling a bit better and she, Tabby, and Sugarberry were hanging out at the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe.

"The doctor I had was so cute," Tiffany gushed.

Tabby raised her eyes. "Why does that not surprise me?" she said dryly.

"In fact..." Tiffany continued, "he asked who the ‘beautiful pink unicorn' was."

Tabby opened her eyes wide in alarm as Sugarberry smiled at her friend. "My, Tabby!"

"This is not what I need!" Tabby's eyes flashed.

"Come on, Tabby," Tiffany prodded. "It's about time you met up with a handsome stallion."

"Not in my lifetime!" Tabby declared recklessly.

"I agree with Tiffany," Sugarberry said. "You've got to become interested in someone someday."

"And also..." Tiffany looked over at Tabby. "I've scheduled to have a small dinner party tomorrow evening at the Royal Paradise."

"Oh really?"

"Among the guests, you and the doctor are invited," Tiffany finished.

"Why don't you go, Tab," Sugarberry encouraged.

Tabby tapped her hoof on the table. "You're not getting me to any dinner party, especially not with that doctor around!"

"Think about it, Tabitha. Think about it," Tiffany said as she waved her hoof through the air.

* * *

The night after that, the conversation she had had with Tiffany had completely slipped Tabby's mind. When she and Sugarberry went to the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe for their daily visit, they noted that Tiffany wasn't there.

"Weird," Tabby commented.

"Creepy," Sugarberry agreed.

"It's not like her not to show up," Tabby said. "Where could she be?"

Sugarberry wrinkled her brow. "Wasn't she having some sort of a party or something?"

Tabby waved her hoof in dismissal. "No, no, that was next week. I think... well, anyway, I say we go over to the Royal Paradise and see what she's up to."

"All right," Sugarberry shrugged. And off they went.

* * *

Upon arrival, Tabby knocked her hoof on the Royal Paradise's door. It was opened immediately by Tiffany, who was decked out in fancy jewelry and an ornate hair style. "Tabby! You decided to come, after all!" the princess greeted her brightly.

Tabby stared back at Sugarberry. "What do you mean, ‘come'?" she demanded. "We just came to see why you weren't at the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe."

Tiffany shook her head. "Don't you remember? I'm having my dinner party tonight... the one I invited you and the doctor to."

Tabby groaned. What a mess this was going to be! "No way, Tiff! I'm not setting a hoof inside!"

Sugarberry stood back in silence.

"The doctor is very anxious to meet you," Tiffany prodded.

"That makes it even worse! That does it, I'm leaving this second!" Tabby was just about to turn around when Tiffany made an offer.

"Not yet, Tabitha! I'll make a deal with you-- if you attend the full party, I'll buy you all the new My Little People that come out for a full year."

Tabby stopped in her tracks. "Everything, huh? Does that mean every doll, every puzzle, every watch, every miscellaneous item, everything...?"

"Everything," Tiffany assured her. "For a full, entire year."

"Hmm." Tabby paused in thought. "Everything..."

"Will you agree to it?" Tiffany said anxiously.

Tabby sighed. "I know I'm going to regret it... but for the My Little People, I'll do it. Sugarberry can come in too, can't she?"

"Oh, yes, of course," Tiffany said.

"And about this doctor... doesn't he have a name?"

Tiffany paused and looked around nervously. The guests inside were milling around behind her, waiting for something to happen. "Umm..." she wracked her brains. "It's..." In the end, she just turned to the group and raised her hooves high. "Just mingle, everyone! Get to know one another, and then we'll sit down to eat." With that, she pushed Tabby and Sugarberry inside.

"I've got a bad feeling about this," Tabby whispered to her friend.

"It'll be fun!" Sugarberry encouraged her.

"And it's getting worse," Tabby said in a low tone. Someone was approaching them... a dark purple stallion, with bright yellow mane and tail.

"Why, hello," the stallion greeted Tabby. "And you're Tabby?"

"Yeah," Tabby said grimly. "Who're you?"

The stallion blinked slowly. "I'm..."

Tabby shook her head in exasperation at Sugarberry. "He can't even remember his own name," she complained.

"I'm sorry, but I was stunned into silence by your beauty," the stallion continued.

"You don't have to lay it on so thick," Tabby groaned.

"But I'm known as Toby," the stallion finished as he took Tabby's hoof in his.

Tabby wrenched it away immediately and shuddered. Then without another word, she scurried away to the far side of the room.

"Sorry about her," Sugarberry said apologetically. "She tends to get rather... umm..."

"Yes, well, I'm hoping to get to know her better," Toby said.

"Uhh... yeah," Sugarberry stammered, knowing her friend's distaste of romance.

Meanwhile, Tabby was slowly inching her way towards the door, hoping no one was noticing her.

"Your friend seems rather... skittish tonight," Toby commented as he watched her.

"Oh, well..." Sugarberry searched for an excuse. "Really, she's not usually this bad."

At that point, Tiffany entered the room. "Dinner will be served shortly! Follow me into the dining room; there are name cards set out at the seats." Noticing Tabby at the door, she added, "And Tabby, you are not leaving."

"But I just remembered that I have something of extreme importance to do at home," Tabby defended herself. "I've really gotta run, like, so..."

"No, no, you can't do that!" Tiffany shook her head. "Or you won't get your My Little People," she added in a lower tone.

Tabby considered this threat. Maybe the My Little People would make this evening worth it... "All right," she sighed as she followed the group into the dining room.

"Now, we'll have to do a slight rearranging of chairs, with Tabby and Sugarberry here," Tiffany said as she surveyed the table. "Tabby will be seated next to Toby, and Sugarberry will have my seat. Move, Bushwoolies, move! Arrange the chairs!" The Bushwoolies scurried around, doing what they were commanded to.

Tabby sat back in her chair with a grim expression on her face. "Could you try to look more cheerful?" Sugarberry pleaded with her.

Tabby's frown didn't go away. The main course was served (which happened to be chicken and potatoes, Tabby's two favorites).

"And I hear you work at the vet clinic," Toby directed at Tabby, attempting to strike up a conversation.

Tabby, however, wasn't listening. She was watching one of the chairs across the table intently. It was Clever Clover's seat, but he was stooped over and appeared to be fiddling with something under the table. "What is that pony up to?" she said outloud to no one in particular.

"Clever Clover!" Tiffany exclaimed. "What are you doing?"

"Playing with Theodora," Clever Clover explained as he sat up straight in his chair again. "She's under the table." Theodora was Tiffany's pet cat.

Tiffany frowned and looked at Clever Clover disapprovingly, but her smile returned when she realized how cute he was. "Oh, that's fine," she said happily. "Continue on with the dinner, everyone."

"Do you know that Clever Clover?" Toby questioned Tabby.

"Why, yes!" Tabby said brightly. "He's a good friend of ours. Isn't he, Sugarberry?" She nudged her friend.

"He gets kind of strange sometimes, but we like him," Sugarberry explained. "He's an archeologist."

"Interesting," Toby murmured.

The dinner continued like this, Tabby acting very disinterested. Finally, when all the dishes were cleared away, Tiffany announced, "And now we will play a game! Tabby, it's the My Little People game!"

Tabby couldn't stand being there any longer. "Oh, no, not me," she said, backing away out into the hallway. "I'm out a' here! I've got important matters to attend to at home." She dashed out the door, leaving the group aghast.

* * *

"Tabby, that wasn't very nice of you," Sugarberry said crossly the next day at work as Tabby arrived at the clinic. "You should have stayed for the game."

"I stayed long enough for me," Tabby said haughtily.

Sugarberry snorted. "You missed out on a lot of fun. And..." She paused. "Since you didn't stay for the game, Tiffany said she wouldn't buy you all the My Little People for a year."

Tabby's eyes gleamed with fury. "What? What do you mean? That can't be!"

"And frankly, I agree with her," Sugarberry said disapprovingly.

"So I spent that whole evening for nothing!" Tabby moaned. "This is disgusting."

"And what were those ‘important matters' you had to attend to at home?" Sugarberry demanded.

"I had forgotten to clean Callie's litter box," Tabby explained.

"Ha! You're just making that up. It's not like she uses her litter box anyway."

Tabby glared at Sugarberry. "Are you insulting my cat or something?"

Sugarberry shrugged. "Well, it is the truth."

Tabby flicked her tail in anger and stormed off into her office.

"What's up?" Thomas said, slightly dazed as he entered the room.

Sugarberry sighed. "Tabby is just being obstinate, like she always is."

"What happened this time?"

"Well," Sugarberry started out, "we went to a dinner party at Tiffany's last night."

"Tabby at a dinner party?" Thomas raised his eyes.

"Yes, see, Tabby only went because Tiffany promised to buy her all the My Little People for a year," Sugarberry explained. "And then she was rude to the doctor Tiffany wanted to fix her up with."

Thomas snapped his head around. "A doctor?"

"His name's Toby," Sugarberry supplied. "Tabby left right after supper, and didn't stay around to play the game, since she was getting fed up with Toby. So then Tiffany and I agreed that she wouldn't get her My Little People since she didn't stick around for the whole thing."

Thomas's eyes gleamed with jealousy, as he rather liked Tabby himself and didn't want this doctor to win her. "In that case, I'm glad she didn't stay at the party!" And then he stormed off.

Sugarberry sighed again. Working here sure got... interesting.

* * *

A week passed. Sugarberry, Tiffany, and Tabby all made up and Tabby was getting used to the fact that she wasn't getting her My Little People. It was in the evening, and Tiffany and Clever Clover were out ice-skating. Tabby and Sugarberry stood off on the sidelines, watching.

After Clever Clover left, Tiffany walked over to her two friends with a dreamy expression on her face. "Isn't Clever Clover a wonderful pony?"

"He is fun to be around," Sugarberry admitted.

"Yeah, sure," Tabby snorted. "Didn't get frost-bit this time, did you?"

"Oh, no, not with Clever Clover at my side," Tiffany explained.

Tabby laughed out loud. "So ol' Cleve Clove prevents frost-bite, does he?"

"When I'm with him, I'm surrounded with a warm glow that fights off the cold," Tiffany said.

"Oh, man, that's funny!" Tabby giggled uncontrollably.

Tiffany glanced over at Sugarberry and winked. "But it's true. You ought to try it with Thomas or Toby someday."

Tabby's expression turned grim. "How many times do I have to tell you guys? You're not getting me into any romance!"

This time it was Tiffany and Sugarberry's time to giggle. "No, really, we just like bugging you about it. You tap your hoof on the ground so cute--" Tiffany said.

"And your eyes gleam with fire," Sugarberry added.

Tabby's eyes gleamed with fire as she tapped her hoof on the ground. "Just leave me alone about it, would you?" And with that, she trotted off into the cold night.

* * *

It was not surprising when the three friends got together at the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe the next time-- that was what they did pretty much every night. Once they were seated, Tiffany said, "I heard the most exciting news!"

Sugarberry instantly perked up. "What is it?"

"Princess Sparkle is having a dance party in a week in honor of her birthday," Tiffany announced. "Everyone will be invited; the invitations will be sent out tomorrow but I found out early."

"That should be fun!" Sugarberry exclaimed.

Tabby sighed. "It's just another dance."

"I'm sure Clever Clover will accompany me," Tiffany said.

"And I'll most likely go with Quarterback," Sugarberry piped up.

Two pairs of eyes swung around to look at Tabby.

Tabby blinked slowly. "What?" she said innocently.

"Your date to the dance. Who will it be?" Sugarberry questioned.

"You can have your pick of either Thomas or Toby," Tiffany prodded on.

Tabby put up her defenses. "Who said I have to have a date in the first place?" she said, glaring.

"Come on, Tabby!" Tiffany exclaimed. "You've got to."

"And I simply could not stand that Toby at the dinner party," Tabby went on.

Sugarberry rolled her eyes. "That's just because he likes you. I thought he was awfully nice."

"How about Thomas? Can you stand him?" Tiffany asked.

"Not if he asks me to the dance I can't!" Tabby declared.

"Why is it you're so against dating, Tabby?" Sugarberry questioned.

"Because it's so much fun annoying you all," Tabby explained.

"Really," Tiffany sighed. "That's not a good reason."

"Oh, yes it is!" With that, Tabby abruptly pushed back her seat and hurriedly left the shop.

* * *

A few days later, the three were gathered at Tabby's house in the evening playing the My Little People board-game.

"Yes! I'm in the lead!" Tiffany cheered.

"Not for long!" Tabby said as she rolled the dice.

At that moment, the doorbell chimed. "Oh, be right back," Tabby said as she jumped up from her seat to answer the door.

Tabby pulled open the door and frowned when she saw who it was. It was the mysterious cloaked figure that delivered flowers. No one knew much about him.

"I have a flower delivery for Miss Tabitha," the cloaked figure said simply.

"Fine," Tabby snarled as she took the long white flower box from the figure. He turned away and ran back to his cart.

"Who was it?" Sugarberry called as Tabby returned to the table.

Tabby set the box down on the table. "It was the flower deliverer," she said grimly.

"Oh, Tabby!" Tiffany exclaimed with glee. "Who're they from?"

Tabby slowly opened the lid to reveal a beautiful bouquet of red roses. She pulled the card out of the envelope and slowly read it. "They're from Toby," she said as she slammed the note down onto the table. "And he's asking me to the dance."

"Are you going to accept?" Tiffany asked anxiously. "Sugarberry and I are taking bets on who you'll end up going with. I'm guessing Toby--"

"And I think it'll be Thomas," Sugarberry finished.

"Well, I'm not going with anyone!" Tabby snarled. "And that's final. Sugarberry, you can take the roses home with you. I don't want them..."

* * *

Hey, guess where Tabby was headed the next evening? You got it, the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe, obviously. She arrived there and ordered her strawberry sundae, and glanced around the room to see if any of her friends were around. She saw Sugarberry and Tiffany sitting at a table, and froze when she saw who was sitting across from them. Toby.

"Great, they set this up, I'm sure of it!" Tabby groaned outloud. She was about to make a run for it, but Sugarberry was already waving at her to join them. Tiffany jumped up and dragged her over to the table and plopped her down into one of the empty seats.

"You two!" Tabby snarled.

"Hello again, Tabby," Toby greeted her.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Tabby said, flashing an angry glance in his direction.

"You seem rather upset about something... did you get the flowers from me?"

"Yes, and I am not-- I repeat, not, going--"

"Is there room for one more?" said a very annoyed Thomas.

Sugarberry and Tiffany looked at each other. "Why, certainly!" Sugarberry said quickly and pulled out an empty chair.

"So, Tabby..." Thomas started as he took the seat.

Tabby was at wit's ends. She was going insane... it was highly exasperating having guys fight over you. Before any more words were spoken, she made yet another abrupt exit from the shop.

* * *

Tabby was nerve-wracked the next day while working at the clinic. Oh, man, she was confused. Her mind was really going.

That evening, though, of course, she joined Tiffany and Sugarberry to go to the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe.

"Maybe Clever Clover'll be here," Tiffany said dreamily as they entered the shop.

Tabby glanced around the tables and saw something that made her secretly smile. "Oh, Tiff, it looks like he is. Over there." She pointed to one of the corner tables.

Tiffany glanced over as well. She gasped. "Why... why... no! That can't be!"

Tabby couldn't hold back her snickers. Clever Clover looked like he was in deep conversation with Berry Bright.

"Maybe it's not as bad as it looks," Sugarberry said hopefully.

"I'll go see him!" Tabby offered as she trotted over to Clever Clover's table, leaving Tiffany with her mouth hanging open wide.

"Hey, Cleve Clove!" Tabby greeted her friend. "Whatcha up to?"

"I'm just on a date with Berry Bright," Clever Clover explained.

"Hi," Berry Bright said.

Tabby raised her eyes. "Hmm... what happened to Tiffany?"

"Oh, she's a good friend and all, but I like Berry Bright too," Clever Clover went on to explain.

"A good friend!" Tiffany stormed; she and Sugarberry had followed Tabby over.

"We're going over to see a movie after this," Clever Clover said.

"It'd be wise to take Tiffany with you," Tabby advised. "Otherwise things might get ugly... or you could just avoid her."

"Oh, I'd love to go to a movie with you!" Tiffany exclaimed suddenly.

"Sugarberry and I will come too; won't we, Sugarberry?" Tabby stared over at her friend.

"Sure!" Sugarberry said excitedly. "What're you going to see?"

"The Prince of Egypt," Clever Clover said. "It's supposed to be good."

"Well, come on, gang!" Tiffany prodded them on. "Let's get going!"

The group departed for the movie, and Tabby inwardly groaned when Thomas joined them. When they got there, Tiffany immediately sat down next to Clever Clover, with Berry Bright on his other side. Tabby was careful to seat herself between Berry Bright and Sugarberry, leaving Thomas on the end.

They sat through the movie, and afterwards decided to go to Pony Hut for dinner.

"What a great movie," Sugarberry sighed as they made there way to the restaurant.

"Yes, it was terribly good," Tabby agreed.

Their seating arrangement was much the same at Pony Hut. Tiffany looked over at the table next to theirs and silently steamed. There sat Ivy and a bunch of the other girls from Friendship Gardens.

"Hey, Clever Clover!" Ivy called over to him. Clever Clover waved back in acknowledgment.

Tabby ordered the salad bar, which she preferred to the pizza. There was no long wait. "Tabby, there's no lettuce in that salad," Tiffany pointed out.

"There's no need for lettuce when you have all the other good stuff!" Tabby declared insanely.

During the rest of the evening, Tiffany steamed with jealousy. Clever Clover kept talking with the girls from Friendship Gardens. She clung to his side, and kept making comments on what he said. Clever Clover, however, didn't seem to be noticing her very much. He was clinging to Berry Bright.

It was Tabby's turn to laugh this time. "Clever Clover and Berry Bright, we're heading back home," Morning Glory declared. "Want to come with us?"

"Sure!" Berry Bright said as she and Clever Clover prepared to leave with the rest of the Friendship Gardens ponies. They departed.

This left no one for Tiffany to cling to but Thomas. "Had any interesting patients at the clinic?" she asked him, batting her eyelashes.

Tabby and Sugarberry whispered among themselves. "That Tiffany!" Tabby said gleefully. "I wonder what she'll do about Cleve Clove?"

"I wouldn't bug her about it," Sugarberry advised. "She's mad enough as it is."

Anyway, they talked on for awhile longer. "Thomas, you'll walk me home, won't you?" Tiffany finally questioned.

Thomas looked undecided as he glanced over at Tabby. ‘Sure," he said at long last.

"Come on, Sugarberry, let's get out of here!" Tabby grabbed her friend's hoof and dragged her out of the restaurant.

* * *

"Remind me never to get stuck with Tiffany again," Thomas declared the next day at the clinic.

"She's such a flirt, isn't she?" Sugarberry said sympathetically.

Tabby just snickered and ran off into her office.

"She seems awfully skittish lately," Thomas commented.

"She's avoiding you so you can't ask her out to the dance," Sugarberry explained.

"I thought so," Thomas sighed.

* * *

That evening, Tiffany called up Clever Clover. "Oh, Clever Clover! What are you up to tonight?"

"What did you think of the movie last night?" Clever Clover said excitedly.

"Oh, it was okay," Tiffany said.

" ‘Okay'?" Clever Clover said in disbelief. "Just ‘okay'? It was excellent!" After a pause, he added, "Berry Bright thought so, too."

Tiffany suddenly perked up. "Did I say ‘okay'? I meant it was totally fabulous! The best movie I've seen in a long time."

"That's better," Clever Clover said in satisfaction. "I can't wait until it comes out on video."

"I'll be one of the first to buy a copy," Tiffany declared breathlessly.

"Berry Bright is hoping to buy all the dolls from it at Pony-Mart," Clever Clover added.

Tiffany clenched her jaw. Why must he keep bringing up Berry Bright? "So, what'll you be doing tomorrow evening?"

"Practicing my bagpipes," Clever Clover responded immediately.

"Oh, your bagpipes!" Tiffany exclaimed. "I simply love listening to you play on them. Would you mind if I came over to watch?"

"Well, sure, if you want to," Clever Clover said. "I wouldn't think it'd be that exciting for you to do."

"I'll have a wonderful time, I'm sure!" Tiffany said brightly. "See you then!"

"Good night, Tiffany," Clever Clover said as he hung up the phone.

* * *

The next night, Tiffany had just arrived at Clever Clover's house in Friendship Gardens. As soon as she entered the living room where the bagpipe music was coming from, she bristled with anger. There on the couch sat Berry Bright.

"Hello, Tiffany!" Berry Bright greeted her.

"What's she doing here?" Tiffany asked Clever Clover through clenched jaws.

"Why, she's a good friend of mine, too," Clever Clover said, setting down his bagpipes for the moment.

"Do you like her even more than me?" Tiffany questioned, her eyes looking pitiful.

"We did grow up together," Clever Clover explained. "I like you both."

In silence, Tiffany sat next to Berry Bright and listed to Clever Clover on his bagpipes for several hours.

* * *

Much later that same night, after Tiffany was back at the Royal Paradise, she received a call from Tabby. "Hey, Tiff! I heard you were going over to Clever Clover's tonight. How'd it go?"

"Berry Bright was there," Tiffany sighed.

Tabby paused. "Hmm," she said thoughtfully. Actually, she was wondering which one of them to root for.

"She has the advantage over me," Tiffany complained. "She lives so much closer to him than I do."

"Well, maybe he's not the pony for you," Tabby suggested.

"But he's so cute," Tiffany said dreamily.

"There's plenty of others to choose from. Why not hook up with someone closer to home?"

"Closer to home? Someone like... doctor Toby?"

"Just a suggestion," Tabby said lightly. To herself, she thought, If she gets together with him, then that's one of them off my tail... then I'd only have to worry about Thomas. "I'd be glad to get him to quit following me."

"I'd think you'd be glad to have such a handsome stallion following you," Tiffany said disapprovingly. "But then... Toby and Tiffany... it has a certain ring to it, doesn't it?"

"It sure does," Tabby said in total agreement. "Go for it, Tiff!"

"All right, Tabitha!" Tiffany said, with renewed energy. "Good night!"

"Good night, Tiff!"

* * *

The following evening when Tabby arrived at the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe, she looked around and grinned with pleasure. There, seated at one of the tables, were Toby and Tiffany. And they looked like they were having a good time.

"Score one!" Tabby whispered aloud after she'd ordered her strawberry sundae.

The next couple to enter the shop were Clever Clover and Berry Bright. They seated themselves at the table next to Toby and Tiffany.

Hmm, this ought to prove interesting, Tabby thought to herself as she watched Tiffany notice Clever Clover.

After several minutes of conversation, the two couples seemed to be getting along quite nicely. Tiffany looked very satisfied.

Tabby didn't stick around any longer than she had to, though-- she had to avoid any run-ins with Thomas, of course. She scurried along back home.

* * *

Later that night as the phone rang, Tabby snatched it right up without thinking (she had began not answering the phone, to avoid any invitations to the dance). However, she didn't have anything to fear. It was Tiffany.

"So, Tiff! I saw you at the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe this evening..."

"Oh, yes!" Tiffany sighed dreamily. "Toby is fast helping me forget about Clever Clover."

"Wonderful," Tabby said slyly.

"And he's agreed to be my date to the dance," Tiffany continued. "Isn't it great!"

"Very great indeed," Tabby echoed.

"And how about your date?" Tiffany prodded. "Have you got one yet?"

"Tiffany, must you even ask?" Tabby sighed. "I do not have one, and I don't think I'll even go at all."

"Tabitha!" Tiffany moaned.

But in a fit of anger, Tabby slammed down the receiver.

* * *

The night of the dance finally came. Fortunately for Tabby, she had avoided any private conversations with Thomas, so he hadn't had a chance to ask her to the dance. True to her word, she was staying home that night.

As she sat on her couch with nothing to do, Tabby finally had time to think over the events of the past week. She was so used to turning down all suggestion of romance, she didn't even think before she said anything anymore. She had done it for as far back as she could remember-- just like she had told her friends, it was much more fun being contrary to what they thought than to go along with them.

But as Tabby sat there, she very slightly began to regret her actions. It was okay that Toby and Tiffany had ended up together... but... what about Thomas?

Tabby shook her head to clear her mind. Eek! She didn't like herself getting this sentimental! But at this point, she couldn't help but admit that she wouldn't mind being at the dance with him.

She glanced at her clock. It was nearly nine o' clock, and parties like this usually lasted long into the night. As far as she knew, Thomas hadn't wound-up going with anyone. Yes, there was still time! She dashed out her door, and headed towards the Royal Paradise.

* * *

When Tabby got there, she silently crept inside. No one seemed to notice her entrance; they were all busy dancing. Yes, there was Clever Clover and Berry Bright... Quarterback and Sugarberry... Toby and Tiffany... and everybody else.

And now... what to do? Tabby scanned the room thoroughly and scurried around the edges of the room.

"Tabby!" came Tiffany's voice; she had just came off the dance floor. "I thought you weren't coming!"

"Umm... yes... well..." Tabby stuttered.

Tiffany looked at her knowingly. "You're looking for Thomas; I know you are!" she exclaimed brightly. "Come with me!" She grabbed Tabby's hoof and started tugging her forward.

"Hey, I never said that!" Tabby said in protest; even if what Tiffany had said was true, Tabby wasn't about to give up her act quite yet.

Tiffany ignored Tabby and started pulling her towards one of the corners of the room, where a certain unicorn stallion was hanging out.

"Thomas! Oh, Thomas!" Tiffany called out merrily. "I believe she's here after all!" She thrust Tabby forward.

"Oh, Tabby! You're here!" said a very surprised Thomas.

"Just don't get sentimental on me, and I'm sure we'll have a good time," Tabby said sharply as she extended her hoof forward.

Laughing, Thomas led Tabby out onto the dance floor. Yes, that was the Tabby he liked!

Tiffany stood back and surveyed her work with a smug smile on her face. Yes, Thomas and Tabitha doesn't have a bad ring to it, either!

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