//------------------------------// // RariTwi Moms 2: Electric Boogaloo // Story: The Seamstress and The Librarian // by Monochromatic //------------------------------// This was the fifth time Twilight had done it. The whirring of Rarity's sewing machine filled the room, her newest commission coming along nicely. Despite the occasional nausea and cravings, the most her pregnancy had affected her work was the fact that her large belly prevented her from standing as close to her machine as she'd have liked. The machine's setting were at the lowest speed, however, but this was mostly due to the fact that the unicorn wasn't fully concentrated on her work. She was waiting patiently for the inevitable moment when, again, for the fifth time that past hour… "Rarity?" There she was! Standing under the edge of the door was Twilight Sparkle, the Princess of Friendship and surprisingly worrisome mother, come once more to check on her wife. "Twilight?" Rarity asked, even though she knew very well why Twilight was there. "Are you feeling all right?" Twilight asked, tentatively stepping into the room. "You're sure you don't want to lie down for a bit?" Rarity didn't turn off the machine, but directed her beloved a loving smile. "I'm feeling quite alright, my darling! Not much has changed in ten minutes, but I appreciate you taking the time to check up on me." Twilight's ears lowered slightly. "But, you know rest is important, and—" "And I will get plenty of it tonight, Twilight," Rarity gently pressed, adjusting her glasses. "Don't worry about me." Twilight seemed unconvinced — disappointed almost — but she did not insist. "All right, then," she said, throwing Rarity one last glance before disappearing into the hallway. Rarity bit down a smitten smile before turning back to her dress. Though she knew it would be in her dress's best interest that Twilight didn't come back for another checkup, Rarity would be lying if she said she didn't revel in the attention — especially when Twilight was so eager to offer it. The alicorn had become especially fond of nuzzling Rarity and her overgrown belly, and it was honestly an adorable sight for Rarity to behold. A dozen minutes went by; long enough Rarity wondered if Twilight had actually gone back to work. For a moment, she flirted with the idea of stopping her work and going to check on Twilight herself, but her momentary deprivation of Twilight came to an end when Twilight's head poked into the room. "Rarity?" Rarity giggled, turning to her machine. "My darling?" "Are you sure you still feel all right?" And finally, Rarity relented. "Actually..." She stopped the machine and theatrically placed her hoof on her forehead. "I… I think perhaps a rest is in order." "I knew it!" Twilight blurted, jumping into the room, brow furrowed. "You shouldn't over-exert yourself!" Rarity sighed. "I know! I'm simply awful!" she said, trotting towards Twilight and nuzzling her. "Where would I be without you, I wonder?" "Feeling very sick, probably," Twilight sternly replied, ever so endearingly missing Rarity's loving sarcasm. Well, it wasn't really sarcasm because Rarity would be a sorry mess without her Twilight there with her every day, but that was besides the point. Rarity made her way to her bedroom, Twilight following close behind, and once she was sufficiently close, she lay herself down on the bed, closing her eyes stretching for good measure. She counted in her head; one, two, three, four and on five, she smiled when she felt the familiar nuzzle against her belly. "It's alright, sweetheart," Twilight whispered, "I won't let your mother work you and herself silly." She then moved over and nuzzled Rarity herself, ignoring the latter remark over how Twilight was supposed to be working, wasn't she? The bed shifted under Rarity, and moments later Twilight's foreleg had become her makeshift pillow, the alicorn holding her as if she were the most precious of treasures — which she was, thank you very much. Twilight, finally content, it seemed, sighed and placed her chin on Rarity's sides, a silly pleased grin decorating her face. What a silly, silly pony, Rarity playfully thought, resigning herself to the fact that she'd probably be there for at least two hours before Twilight allowed her to go back to work. She should probably stop indulging Twilight. "Rarity?" "My love?" Twilight giggled at this, and her cheeks turned a fierce shade of red. "I love you," she said, and an embarrassed smile followed the statement. Rarity closed her eyes again, snuggling closer to Twilight. Well, maybe she didn't have to stop indulging her quite yet. "I love you too."