She had only gone to the library to return a borrowed book. That was it. A simple task, easily executed. Pop in, give the book back to Twilight, and head out again. Done.
What she had not expected was to find herself frozen on the spot as she stepped through the door, her simple objective made impossibly difficult to complete and thrown to the back of her mind as a million thoughts and emotions replaced it, overwhelming her and cancelling each other out until she was left with nothing but the ability to stutter incoherent and unintelligible noises.
Across the room in front of her were Twilight and Rarity, sitting on their haunches, forelegs wrapped around each other in an embrace.
They were kissing.
They were so caught up in what they were doing, they hadn’t noticed the apple farmer staring at them from the doorway. The befuddled and temporarily brainless farmer, whose surprised expression was quickly turning into a scowl as her thoughts started to become more clear and organised. Anger radiated from her very being as her eyes narrowed at the sight she was witnessing.
How dare she.
Rarity was hers, not Twilight’s. Hers.
At least… that was what she had imagined. That was what she had thought. As different as they were, she had never considered being with anyone else.
She had never considered the idea that Rarity might want to be with someone else, either.
The sight before her had skipped right past the idea stage and gone straight to fact. Rarity was in the embrace of someone other than herself. Twilight, with her smart-pony books and fancy magic had just gone and stolen-
No. This wasn’t Twilight’s fault. This wasn’t Rarity’s fault. This was no one’s fault but her own. She had taken too long to admit to her unicorn how she felt, and now she was with someone else. The element of honesty had kept an important secret for far too long.
But that was going to change.
Unceremoniously dropping the book to the ground, she span around and ran outside.
She would let them have their moment for now. She would go back to the farm and have a bit of cider. Then, when the sun was setting, she would travel to the boutique and tell her unicorn everything. She didn’t care what the consequences would be; she would tell the truth, and let whatever happens, happen.
The two unicorns broke apart as the sound of galloping hooves disappeared into the distance. The white mare smiled. Perfect.
“Thank you for your help my dear, it is most appreciated.”
“No problem Rarity, it was an… interesting experience,” replied the purple mare, looking away towards the still open door with a slight blush. “Do you think it worked?”
“Didn’t you see Applejack’s face?” Turning to look in the same direction, the high class unicorn gave a soft laugh.
“By the end of the day, she’ll have finally made the first move.”
Commentary from Donny’s Boy:
A special exception is being made for TimbukTurnip’s submission, as it was submitted during the six hour time period in which submissions were open but there were technical difficulties on our end of things. Generally, though, late submissions are not accepted. Just FYI.
I loved the twist at the end, that it was all a plot to get Applejack to finally put the moves on Ponyville’s most fashionable unicorn. I can only imagine what the conversation that took place between Rarity and Twilight must have been like, when Rarity asked this very unusual favor of her friend.