The following tale...is true. And by true, I mean false. It's all lies. But they're entertaining lies. And in the end, isn't that the real truth? The answer is no.
When Rarity d'Aubigny, master swordswoman (as well as the Princess' most trusted servant), is wounded in an ambush, she's taken in by a humble peasant family ... but can she recover in time before her enemies find her and finish her off?
Rarity knows Ponyville's outdoor market is being systematically invaded by an army of fashion knockoffs and fakes. She just doesn't understand why she's supposed to care.
Rarity just had a perfect date with a perfect colt. But something isn’t right. She goes to her old childhood journal for inspiration and notices a strange trend... huh, she sure did write about Applejack a lot.
Applejack has had a rough day, and members of a biker gang are not helping her mood out in the slightest. Little do they know she is packing the punch of an Equestrian Earth Pony and knows how to handle herself in a brawl. Hilarity ensues.
One can fall in love just as easily as they can fall back out again. But when Applejack and Rarity are trapped in the middle of nowhere, only fate itself can intervene and cause two separate stories to come mingling into one.
Rarity's beloved drama couch has fallen apart, unable to support her owner's falls any longer. Therefore, Rarity must find a suitable replacement. How hard can it be?
Applejack offers to keep Rarity company on Hearts and Hooves Day. Rarity is thrilled that she has someone to commiserate with about being single; Applejack is happy to have a date. This may be a problem vanilla oat swirl can't solve.
Rarity can clearly see just how good of friends Applejack and Coloratura are. Even if they had a deep connection as fillyhood friends, hadn't Rarity and Applejack once shared that too?
When unhappy news calls Rarity and Applejack north to spend Hearth's Warming with Rarity's extended family, the two ponies will confront their fears and hopes for the future, and for their budding romance.
A collection of thirthy-minute short stories about the rootinest, tootinest farm-filly this side of the Everfree. There'll be a chapter a day for thirty days. I ain't no fancy arithmeticker, but that adds up to a whole month of good, health
It's a simple agreement: Rarity will take Applejack to a proper gallery opening, and in turn, Applejack gets to take Rarity to something called a 'hootenanny.' What could possibly go wrong?
When Rarity's clothing designs go 'out of style', and her lively hood is jeopardized because of it, one mare steps up to the plate and answers her cry for help. Every. Single. Day. This can only mean one thing. --RariJack--