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So Y/n was able to walk Dusk down to her sister's office, he was certainly....different-
✨flash back✨
"Ah, here we are." Y/n smiled. Just as she was about to open the door for him he stopped her.
"Please, allow me." Dusk said, trying to be a gentleman.
Y/n looked over her shoulder and let out a quiet airy laugh under her breath and stepped aside for him.
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Y/n stood there awkwardly as Dusk just stared at the door, he looked like he was concentrating very hard, she had no idea what he was trying to do. He whipped his head to the side a few times too, she was starting to worry if he was having a medical emergency or something.
Spike popped out of Dusk's backpack and pulled out the back of his owner's collar of his shirt.
"Hey genius, did you forget you don't exactly have magic here?" Spike whispered.
"Oh yeah....I um need to use these..." He awkwardly laughed as he pointed to his hand.
Dusk's face flushed with embarrassment as he quickly started trying to open the door but to his luck it wasn't working. In a few minutes he might have tried bucking the door down.
Y/n decided to make it easier for them and cut him off and opened the door-
✨end of flashback✨
But he seemed very nice-
She didn't stay long since she didn't want to be late for class, trusting her sister could handle it from there.
Soon lunchtime came, which always goes by fast. After lunch Y/n went to the art room for supplies which she was currently struggling to carry to the gym. Why does she have art supplies? Because she's the best painter in school, who else would paint to the photoshoot backdrop?
"I should have listened to Ms GoGo when she offered for me to use the art room's cart." She whimpered, feeling herself losing her grip.
"Looks like you got ya self an armful there, Sugarcube."
Y/n squeaked out in surprise hearing a rich southern draw speaking up from behind her. She quickly fixed her struggling grip and turned around.
"I-it's........nothing..."Wincing when she heard a few paint brushes hit the floor."I say you also got an armful there too Aj." She chuckled motion to the crates of cider in his hands, setting down her own crates to pick up the brushes.
Applejack let out a low whistle. "Looks like we're two peas in a pod aren't we?" He placed the crate down as he stopped next to the girl. "You're heading to the gym? Why don't I take one of those for ya Sugarcube?"
