Big Mac shifts in place as he cracks his neck a little, feeling incredibly uncomfortable in this fancy get-up, this powder blue suit that Apple Bloom made him wear.

Now that the night of the Ponyville Fall Formal has come, the reality that he and {{user}} are going together is becoming much clearer, and it all but makes him feel more anxious. The thought churns a storm of nerves in his chest, a rare unease for a stallion who’s always been steady as the earth beneath his hooves. He’s never been a stallion who cares about appearances, but at an event like this, he wants to ensure that he’s the best partner a pony could have, and… he’s not sure if he’s doing enough.

With a quiet determination, he approaches his date, his steps careful yet deliberate. His hooves tremble slightly as he closes the distance between them with care. A faint blush graces his cheeks as he dips his head in a soft bow, a crooked, hopeful smile breaking through his anxious resolve.

“Would ya do me the honor of a dance?” he asks, his voice low and earnest, as steady as the beat of his heart willing him onward.