The Prompt: The secret life of a background pony (Second for this prompt)
Everyone believes roses are my passion - and they are!
Lovely, vibrant, a never-ending variety. I have wild roses with only five petals each, beautiful little Cherokee roses and dog roses and prairie roses. I have tea roses with dense layers of petals, sercea with their ornamental thorns, moyesii with their showy (and I must say delicious) fruit.
The scent of roses follows me everywhere because that’s what fills my house. I make and sell rose water, make oily perfumes of my damask roses, I make rose hip syrup and flavor teas and sell my loose petals to Sugarcube Corner for use in fondants and candied flowers.
I can make roses bloom from a neglected plant thought long-dead. That’s how I got my cutie mark - the rosebush in my grandmother’s garden was to be torn up, but I loved it and she indulged me and my love and nurturing brought forth beautiful prize-winning blooms.
I would not be any pony but Roseluck for all the world!
Still, ponies believe the roses are all that I love, and they’re all anyone seeks from me, so my other indulgences must be in secret.
Does that sound absurd? Overdramatic even?
I will tell you what is dramatic.
Have you ever even seen a flytrap? Open and dewy, blushed pink as any rose, sharp-toothed as a timberwolf? Their soft white flowers belying carnivorous menace below?
Oh, they can’t hurt us of course. That would be absurd!
Though… terribly interesting.
In any case, you are the first I’ve told of my flytraps in a long time. No one wants to buy them; why, Daisy and Lily had the audacity to call them ugly! Horrible monster-plants! Really, can you imagine the sheer nerve?
They aren’t ugly. They’re not. They’re as beautiful as any rose and as varied.
In any case I have been raising my toothy darlings alongside my roses for years no matter how other gardeners may sneer at them. And… well, yes, I kept them a secret after Lily and Daisy reacted so strongly.
Would they still be my friends if my cutie mark was one of my flytraps?
Er… haha, what an absurd worry.
Anyway, I do sell the flytraps on occasion. Always to classrooms and research centers and the like.
But it’s going to be different.
This year is the year Roseluck stops keeping secrets!
This is the year I will take my flytraps to the All-Equestria Plant Show!
This is the year flytraps take their place as plants of elegance and beauty, to be proudly displayed in any greenhouse or flower bed!
So! Would you like to look around my carnivorous little garden?