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Rarity still couldn’t believe that it had been three years since Spike and her had started dating. It had been the best three years of her life, and she never wanted it to end. Since their first date Spike and her had begun spending more and more time together. Hardly a day went by they didn’t spend together anymore. Now that Spike’s size matched his age and mentality he had joined the girls in their adventures, proving he deserved to be there every time. It was wonderful, all the unique places they visited and the sights they saw. Spike had quite the knack for finding beautiful views and scenery for Rarity and him to share while the others sat around the campfire. It was truly magical, and she loved every second of it. Still even on normal days in Ponyville, like today, he found ways of making her life special.
Oddly enough though, Rarity hadn’t seen much of Spike the last two weeks. Twilight often answered the door when she went to see him at the library and delivered her messages to him. Sure, she still saw him occasionally, but the sudden change in frequency had started worrying her. She knew what Spike and her had was special, and the thought of him losing interest seemed absurd. Still, she couldn’t help but worry that something was wrong. When the heart shaped note and a single rose had appeared on her door yesterday asking her out for, “A night she’d never forget,” her own heart had skipped a few beats in joy. She doubted she’d forget about any of the time they’d spent together, but still, it was a bold proclamation from her love. She could tell that tonight was going to be truly special, and so she had created a new dress just for the occasion, a long, purple, ruffled, dress with ruby red accents. Realizing that Spike would be there shortly, Rarity began freshening up.
A knock rang out through the boutique. Rarity answered the door in her new dress with the Fire Ruby pendent gracing her neck; she only wore it on special occasions. Spike stood outside her door in his tuxedo, bathing in the light of midday. He’d hardly grown in the last three years; his next growth spurt wouldn’t happen for around twenty more years.
“Hello, beautiful.”
“Spike you know you don’t have to compliment me every time you see me,” Rarity said, developing a light blush.
“I’ll stop when it stops being true, but that day will never come,” he said, staring into her eyes.
Rarity stood there rubbing her right front leg against her left; she was amazed at how after all these years he still got to her with his compliments.
“We have a big night ahead of us, we should get going. Oh, and I love your new dress, it really accentuates your mane and the Fire Ruby necklace.” Spike leaned forward, a sign that he wanted Rarity to climb on to his back.
“Thank you, Spike. I made it just for tonight,” she replied, climbing onto his back.
“Hold on tight.”
“I would even if we weren’t going flying.” She nuzzled into him, basking in his warmth.
With a strong stroke of his wings Spike took off into the blue sky. Rarity had gotten use to flying with Spike over time, but she still revealed in the feeling of the wind on her face and the air through her coat. Naturally, she used a spell to keep her mane and tail in place. She looked down and noticed a large, grassy plateau overlooking a small meadow. Spike began his descent landing cleanly on the plateau without so much as a sound.
“We’re here, milady,” Spike said, sweeping his hand over a previously set up picnic near the edge of the plateau facing the meadow. He lowered himself down allowing her to dismount as comfortably as possible.
Rarity looked over the picnic area: it had a small blanket, a three pronged candle holder sat in the middle, next to it a bucket of ice chilled a bottle of wine, a straw weave basket sat off to the side, but the most surprising addition was Rarity’s large luxury couch.
“Spike, how did you get my couch here?”
“It’s your spare; Sweetie Belle helped me get it out of storage. I know how you hate laying on the dirt after all.”
“Oh, that was very thoughtful of you.”
Spike walked up behind her and nuzzled her cheek. “Anything for you.”
Spike laid out the food, gemstones for him and a small plate of vegetable lasagna for Rarity. He then poured Rarity and him a glass of cider from a bottle he had pulled from the basket. They sat together, Spike on the ground and Rarity on the pillow from her couch, enjoying their meal and making small talk. As they finished, the sun began descending over the horizon. Spike laid down on the couch.
“Rarity, come watch the sunset with me,” he beckoned, patting the couch in front of him.
“Of course, darling.”
Rarity gently laid down against Spike. He brought his arm around her holding her firmly but lovingly. They watched the breath taking sunset as it descended over the plateau and beyond the horizon, allowing night to blanket the land. The stars and moon came out creating a beautiful painting in the sky, and in the far distance the lights from Ponyville could be seen. The two lovers basked in the serenity of the night.
“Rarity, I want to show you something.”
Rarity felt this was the moment she’d been waiting for all night, whatever Spike’s true intention they were about to be revealed. She allowed him to lead her to the edge of the plateau.
“Look down at the meadow”
Rarity did as she was told but, “I don’t see anything.”
Spike blew a green stream of fire catching a small spot in the meadow. Suddenly two trails of emerald fire etched their way into a heart. As the flames came together closing the heart, they dipped downward into it creating a simple message in emerald flames. Rarity stood there with tears in her eyes as she read it. Rarity, will you marry me?
Rarity turned towards Spike to find him on one knee holding out a jewelry box towards her. Inside the box sat a golden hoof band with a twenty carat Forest Emerald cut in the shape of a flame and inlaid with three blue diamonds.
Rarity jumped on Spike knocking him to the ground.
“YES, YES, YES, YES,” she shouted, between assaulting him with short quick kisses.
He brought his head forward and captured her mouth against his in one long passionate kiss. As they parted, Rarity nuzzled into Spike’s chest. They laid there against one another in silence for a few minutes.
“Rarity, how about we open that Champagne, and celebrate?”
“Sounds lovely.”
Rarity, albeit it somewhat reluctantly, got off of Spike allowing him to get up. Spike shoot three small match head sized flames at the candles igniting them and casting an emerald glow around them.
“So Spike how did you get your fire to do that?”
“Twilight created a flammable liquid a few years back, it burns out quickly so the meadow should be okay.” Sure enough the fire was extinguished leaving only a small portion of the meadow charred in the shape of the message.
Spike opened the Champagne and poured each of them a glass.
“To a long and happy life with my love,” Rarity said, raising her glass for a toast.
“To a dream come true.” Spike tapped their glasses together, and they drank the precious liquid holding their ambitions.
As the night moved on Spike decided it was time to head back to Ponyville, he once again allowed Rarity access to his back and took off. Rarity stared at the stars, her heart filled with seemed like endless happiness. Still, something was bothering her.
“Spike what have you been doing for the last two weeks? I’ve hardly seen you at all.”
“Sorry about that. I was hunting the gems and gold for your band; then I spent the rest of the time crafting the band, cutting the Forest Emerald, and inlaying the diamonds. It came out quite beautifully I think.”
“It’s perfect, just like you.”
“I missed seeing you every second though.”
“Me too,” Rarity bent down and kissed his cheek, “but now we have all the time in the world together.”
Spike landed in front of the boutique and walked Rarity to the door. He opened it to the impending darkness within.
“SURPRISE!” a melody of voices shouted.
The boutique sprang to life as the lights came on revealing all of their friends, Sweetie Belle, and the rest of the CMC. The room was filled with streamers and balloons but the most notable change of décor was a large banner with “Happy engagement party Spike and Rarity!” written across it, surrounded by small painted hearts.
Rarity and Spike were in shock.
“Spike, did you plan this?”
“I had no idea. The only person I even told was Twilight.”
Suddenly a pinky blur appeared between them. “And then when you guys left earlier Twilight told us. I was all like wow we got throw them a super awesome engagement party cause they're two of our very best friends and they’re getting married. So I got out the party cannon, broke into the boutique, and set everything up!”
“Sorry about this you two, I just wanted everyone to be able to congratulate you. I didn’t expect Pinkie to go all out, in hindsight I really should of though,” Twilight said, a small grin and blush gracing her face.
“Sis, I’m so happy for you. You finally got your fairy tale ending complete with your own prince charming.” Sweetie Belle hugged her sister, something that was much easier now that they were the same size.
“Thank you, Sweetie. I really am one lucky mare to have all these good friends, an adorable and caring little sister, and a drake who makes every day brighter just be being in it.”
“I think I’m the lucky one,” Spike said nuzzling against her cheek.
“Ugh, mushy stuff. PILE ON THE LOVE BIRDS!” Rainbow Dash shouted embracing her friends.
The rest of the gang piled into one big group hug with Spike and Rarity in the middle.
“I reckon we should let um breath now,” Applejack said, letting go of her friends. “You two really do deserve each other.”
“I agree with big sis, you’re just so cute together,” Apple Bloom chimed in.
“I’m with Rainbow Dash to much mushy stuff, but I am happy for you two,” a certain dark orange mare with a purple mane remarked.
“Ah shush, Scootaloo,” Apple Bloom reprimanded.
“I wish you two the best. I just hope poor Opal and Peewee can get along together.”
“Oh, I’m sure they’ll be fine Fluttershy, darling.”
'
Spike cleared his throat and spoke up, “attention everyone thanks for being here for Rarity and me. NOW LET'S PARTY!”
Sweetie Belle headed towards the karaoke machine to show everyone how she got her cutie mark. Twilight trotted over to the betrothed.
“So my little brother and best friend are getting married. I couldn’t be happier for either of you. However, I think you should write the princesses a letter on the matter.”
“Worry not darling, we intended to do just that; we’re even going to ask them to preside over the wedding”.
Spike reached into a drawer, “Yea Twi, I got the quill and parchment right here. I bet Celestia will be thrilled to hear we’re getting married. She’s practically my mother after all.”
Spike and Rarity quickly wrote the letter, eager for the response.
Dear Princess Celestia and Princess Luna,
Spike and Rarity here, we wanted to share some wonderful news. Tonight Spike asked me to marry him, and she said yes! We were hoping you two would do us the honor of presiding over the ceremony. Also, we’re having a surprise engagement party, courtesy of Pinkie Pie, if either or both of you would like to come by and congratulate us in person and join in the festivities.
Your loyal subjects,
Spike and Rarity.
With a gentle blast of fire, Spike sent the letter on its way. He then offered his claw to Rarity and led her to the dance floor to take part in Sweetie Belle's performance. Her sister’s natural talent filled the room with a slow love song as she walked up with her dragon.
Before they began dancing though, a flash of white light filled the room and at its center stood Princess Celestia.
“YOU TWO CAN NOT GET MARRIED!”
Everyone froze.
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OK THATS IT SHE BETTER HAVE A GOOD REASON OR IM GOING TO KILL A PRINCESS.
Image: http://chzbronies.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/my-little-pony-friendship-is-magic-brony-dont-anger-twilight.jpgCome on twilight we have to kill a princess
I'm reading this and i'm thinking to myself- "Something better happen that causes some controvery or i'll be mad"
I get to the middle- "He proposed, that's nice i guess but where's the conflict? were is the drama?"
I get to what i think is the ending- "
great they all live happily ever after.......booooorrrriiiinnnngggggg"
red the last few lines- "............................ 
excellent"
a great chapter through and through Mr. Cloud, by which i mean the one from the sky, and not the FF7 character
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Image: http://img.ponibooru.org/_images/1339ed93749566002341015c065c6e0c/181471%20-%20artist%3Acoldfire%20celestia%20judge_dredd.png"YOU ARE NOT PERMITTED TO BE MARRIED UNTIL I HAVE KISSED THE GROOM! 'TIS CUSTOMARY AND MY ROYAL PRIVILEGE!"
With that, Princess Celestia swept Spike up into her arms and kissed him...and kept kissing him, all while the others looked on slowly growing impatient
, save for Pinkie, who merely grinned and intoned those sage words.
"It's good to be the Princess."
Buh... 
Buh... 
Buh... <-- My reaction for like the first moment after finishing the chapter.
I don't think anyone has ever written something that left me speechless... Usually I end up screaming obscenities at the screen. But you have managed it.
And really. WTF is Celestia's beef?! Its going to drive me absolutely crazy 
until i know what happens next. Please. For my sanity. Write fast!
I ws reading this chapter and predictions starteed to pop into my mind like spike woke up after 50 years because the of a coma endused by the accident. Then i saw no sad tag. Im a plot twist freak i guess. Good story took your time with the plot but every style is different
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Dont have mad rarity emotocon so use your imagination
>>760792 Son of a bitch, they were in Word. I forgot that shit doesn't carry over. Thank you for pointing it out.
>>760444 Princess Molestia strikes again!
>>760786 Well yay for me.
>>761176 I lol'd at this. Damn now I'm half tempted to write it in.
>>761227 Progression ftw! and also completely unseeable plot twists!
>>761426 Yes yes it is.
>>761502 Indeed
>>762050 I tend to use the despair one personally.
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>>791907 Everyone seems to not understand the rating rules. A PG-13 movie can use the word fuck, not as a sexual precedence but as a exclamation of badness; they're also allowed to have off-screen sex in them (like two people walking into a room together and then fade to black).
The rating system on here is a lot more lenient. You need either intense level gore like rainbow factory or cupcakes or, and this one is more my other stories, sexual body parts and/or actual sex for a mature rating. Something Secret by Mr.V has some fucking hot and amazing foreplay but the sex fades to black and he never uses any sexual body parts; it's a teen rating and it's very sensual. There are any number of fighting stories that have blood and even bone breaking but not extreme acts of cruelty, they're also a teen rating. You can even have death as long, as it's not cruel or goretastic, it's a teen rating
The mature rating is extreme gore or explicit sexual content.
The teen rating on here basically allows swearing, mild violence, drinking, drugs, and sexual content. This is where most fics fall into because it has the widest range of what's considered acceptable.
The everyone rating is basically what would be acceptable to make into a episode on the actual show.
And let's be totally honest, what teenager doesn't swear or say fuck? Answer: none of um cause they all swear; it's a form of rebellion and freedom for them.
SPOILER ALERT!!!
(This is one of my "drive-by critiques").
three years since Spike and her had started dating.
-Congratulations on having things move SLOWLY (ever so slightly TOO slow to entirely make sense, but whichever), even if you don't spend the time to really SHOW it.
Sure, she still saw him occasionally, but the sudden change in frequency had started worrying her.
-Proposal incoming.
Spike leaned forward, a sign that he wanted Rarity to climb on to his back.
-Still no saddle I see.
Suddenly two trails of emerald fire etched their way into a heart.
-He write it out in flamable materials while somehow fire-proofing the rest of the meadow, or did he just spend the last two weeks practicing a new trick with his fire?
Rarity, will you marry me?
-Set this off in its own paragraph and indent it... or some other way of showing it is writing rather than spoke. Maybe a colon rather than a period before it.
golden hoof band
-Was this written before the season 2 finale, or did you just not like the horn-rings?
“Twilight created a flammable liquid a few years back, it burns out quickly so the meadow should be okay.” Sure enough the fire was extinguished leaving only a small portion of the meadow charred in the shape of the message.
-And he may have had RD water before the flammable liquid was applied, just to make sure?
“Sorry about that. I was hunting the gems and gold for your band; then I spent the rest of the time crafting the band, cutting the Forest Emerald, and inlaying the diamonds. It came out quite beautifully I think.”
-Ah, I see! As someone who hopes to be a jeweler, I have to say this makes sense. Indeed it is incredibly fast, but that is Equestria for you (and if Spike can feel the temperature of the metal and work it with his bare fingers/claws that cuts out a lot of trouble).
“SURPRISE!” a melody of voices shouted.
-Interesting that PP managed to talk anypony else into disturbing the moment like that.
Sweetie Bell, and the rest of the CMC.
-Seems an odd way of breaking it down. I mean I know that Sweetie Belle (note spelling) is slightly more "in her native environment" than the rest of the CMC... oh, wait, she would have had to have been the one to give permission for the rest of them to be there.Well, other than her parents, which, if this was written before "Sisterhooves Social" you might not have wished to define, or might have defined as being dead. I could see them not being invited if things were still a little awkward between Spike and them on the subject of him dating Rarity.
broke into the boutique,
-Ah, so Sweetie Belle probably gave no permission, and certainly didn't supply a key.
I didn’t expect Pinkie to go all out, in hindsight I really should of though
-Well, that might make sense for why they threw a surprise party instead of giving the couple time and/or just individual congratulating the couple (the couple being together ideally, but not having all the others group together intentionally).
“Ugh, mushy stuff. PILE ON THE LOVE BIRDS!” Rainbow Dash shouted embracing her friends.
-I would think that would be to be expected given the nature of the party. Then again, I guess it is plausible that Dash might not be one to let such things get in her way.
“I’m with Rainbow Dash to much mushy stuff,
-too
a certain dark orange mare with a purple mane remarked.
-This took me a second to figure out so, unless you have used the specific person's name recently, I wouldn't substitute descriptive terms. I know that finding a balance to avoid both repetitiveness and "Lavender Unicorn Syndrome" is good but I don't know if that balance should be consider individually, or overall. In either case I would, when you have the option, do as much of my non-name stuff with characters who have been named recently.
“Ah shush, Scootaloo,” Apple Bloom reprimanded.
-This helps some, but I would remove the name here and use it above.
I just hope poor Opal and Peewee can get along together.”
-Nice touch...
“Oh, I’m sure they’ll be fine Fluttershy, darling.”
-It occurs to me that Fluttershy might be able to actively help with that, and also that a lot depends on how big Pee Wee is now.
NOW LETS PARTY!”
-LET'S
Sweetie Bell headed towards the karaoke machine to show everyone how she got her cutie mark.
-Good detail.
However, I think you should write the princesses a letter on the matter.”
-Very Twilight.
Worry not darling, we intended to do just that; we’re even going to ask them to preside over the wedding”.
-Makes sense although it may show more awareness of their own importance than they have in the series. I guess that makes sense given the very large time-gap. I guess Spike showed he wasn't afraid to ask for things in "Lesson Zero" and Rarity got her suite at the palace SOMEHOW. Interesting though that they are expecting BOTH, rather than just one like Shining Armor and Cadance got... then again, I suspect more and more strongly that those episodes weren't out when this was written.
Also, we’re having a surprise engagement party, courtesy of Pinkie Pie, if you would like to come by and congratulate us in person and join in the festivities.
-"congratulate us in person" seems a bit presumptuous, especially without the addition of "either or both of you". I also wonder if the Princesses will bring up any small obstacles or new concepts. I am actually thinking along the lines of "Well, as the only dragon in Equestria, we will, of course, be more than happy to provide the necessary magics to allow you to have hybrid children*. No rush though, but the country could probably benefit in the long-run."
*Kirin have been suggested in another fic as being the result of pony/dragon interbreeding.
“YOU TWO CAN NOT GET MARRIED!”
-Well, THAT is unexpected. Maybe the next line will be some minor condition al-la the ending of "Robinhood: Prince of Thieves". Actually seems unlikely, I suspect this has a diplomatic impact, and am surprised that the Diarchs let things get this far without trying to subtly break them up painlessly (Celestia) or actually explain the problem (either, but more Celestia). I can't see them objecting on the basis of racial purity given the existence of mules (although mildly looked down on by standard colloquialisms). In any case, given the cover image, I think the problem will be rectified by the end of the story. I wonder if the Diarchs know about the events of the extra chapter you gave a link to? If so, unless Equestria has VERY good contraceptive options, I would think the Diarchs would have caught wind of things and DEFINITELY taken action of one sort or another.
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