Everypony knows that Rarity can be a bit dramatic, but when she realizes her affections for another mare, even she has trouble controlling the theatrics. Every time she goes to say one thing, she says another, getting no nearer to the task at hand: confessing her emotions for Twilight Sparkle.

A short fic done by request. To the point, with a bit of humor and light-heartedness, as well as a bit of drama where it's needed. Enjoy.

Emotions really depend on double coincidence of wants.

For Rarity, the words left unsaid are often most meaningful. A life of standards and a sense of class has led her to assume that breaking these standards are wrong, and that reining in one's true emotions is a path to success.

However, something has been keeping her up at night and threatening to break the mold she has lived by throughout her life. Which will crack first, her presumed lifestyle or herself?

[Complete!] When Rarity finds out how little Twilight gets out of the Library, things get out of hand as she decides to take it upon herself to teach Twilight the ropes of dating. As Rarity drags her around, Twilight begins to have a good idea of who she wants to ask out.

Centuries after most of her friends have all passed away, Twilight decides to make one last trip into the past. No interacting, no greeting deceased friends, no reunion with her beloved marefriend. Just one quick glance at a life long lost.

However, for better or worse, she'll end up getting much, much more than that.

This story has a prequel entitled The Last Train Home.
Cover art by Swan Song