This story is a sequel to GARGANTULON VS. THE SPACE DRACULAS

Rarity and her friends are too old to go trick or treating-- which is what little sisters are for.

With the excuse of chaperoning Sweetie Belle and company, Rarity sets out to savor the last Halloween of her youth before she heads off to college.

Plus, free candy.

Rarity has been keeping to herself lately.

Applejack is determined to find out why.

This fic is a gift for the incredible rice, edited by the brilliant Silent, the talented Zontan, and the effervescent Otter.

Beware: comments contain spoilers!

Good friends can squabble from time to time. It's part of a healthy friendship.

But when Applejack steps a little too far over the line, Rarity decides to give her some new perspective.

Sometimes you don't want to do anything but spend a few lazy hours with the one you love most in the world. It's so easy to get caught up, so simple to lose track of time, and that lost time makes lazy hours even more important than ever.

Especially to Rarity and Applejack.

Rated Sex only for nudity and mentions of sex.

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Rarity d'Aubigny, master swordswoman (as well as the Princess' most trusted servant), is sent on a mission of great importance, only to be waylaid along the way! When wounded in an ambush, she's taken in by a humble peasant family ... but will she be able to recover in time before her enemies find her and finish her off?

Swashbuckling AU schenanigans here. Because that's a thing, right?

This story is a sequel to I Am Trying to Break Your Heart.

When Applejack forgets to get Rarity a present for Hearts and Hooves Day, she figures it can't be THAT hard to get something at the last minute.

Applejack is very, very wrong.

(Art shamelessly procured from the super-talented Whitediamonds, who is rad).

Relevé: position in which the dancer rises from any position to on one or both feet on at least demi-pointe, or possibly full pointe

She's done the simple Rainbooms choreo, the square dancing with her family, the silly free-styles with her friends. But today, Applejack wants to try something a bit different, something she'd never expected to be interested in.

You would think attending Canterlot High would teach her to expect the unexpected.

Applejack didn't expect her crush on Rarity to actually be mutual. Then again, she also didn't expect Rarity to condemn her soul to Pony Hell.

Rarijack with a tiny side dish of Flutterdash.

Written for the BARCAST WRITING CONTEST #2: Make Rarity Not Garbage. Because nothing says "not garbage" like "I just ensured your eternal suffering, darling."

This fic finally has cover art, thanks to the always-amazing Earthsong!

Not that she didn't appreciate it, but just watching Applejack put together an entire dressing room was a prime lesson on How to Exhaust Rarity In 73 Easy Steps.

Perhaps after some rest, however, she might have a better idea how to show said appreciation. The only wildcard, then, would be Applejack's reaction...

An epilogue to DIY w/ Applejack.

Part of the Montage Cinematic Universe.

When a magical malaise falls over Ponyville, stealing the very words from ponies' mouths, it's up to Applejack to save the day!

... so long as she can figure out what the heck everypony's trying to say, first.