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// The Good Ones (Rarijack) 
// Story: Rabbit Tracks 
// by Krickis 
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“You simply would not believe the way he was prattling on!”

“Ya don’t say.” Applejack smiled politely, but truth be told she could imagine quite well what that must have been like. Since she arrived at the Carousel Boutique, Rarity had talked of nothing but her date.

“Every date I’ve been on for months has gone horribly,” Rarity lamented from her couch, where she had collapsed dramatically some time before. “Either he won’t stop talking about his last marefriend, or he simply doesn’t have any ambition to do anything with himself.”

Applejack chuckled. “Don’t forget about the one who didn’t stop talking ‘bout his mom.” As soon as Rarity looked up Applejack felt bad for reminding her.

Rarity never seemed too interested in the stallions she dated. Sure, she’d be distraught when it ended poorly, but Applejack would stop by and she’d vent her frustrations, then she’d be fine. Nevertheless, when she looked at Applejack she was clearly feeling the weight of the mounting failures. “Tell me, darling, and be honest. Do you… could it be me?”

Of all the things it could be, that something was wrong with Rarity was the furthest possibility in Applejack’s mind. “No, sugarcube, I don’t think so.” She took a seat next to Rarity.

Rarity sighed. “I don’t know what else it could be. My luck simply can’t be that bad.”

“Well, uh… Have you ever thought…” Applejack nervously adjusted her hat. “Maybe you’d have better luck dating a mare?”

At first Rarity just looked puzzled, but after a moment she laughed. “Don’t think I haven’t thought about it. But you know, I’m beginning to think that mare or stallion, all the good ones are taken.”

Applejack swallowed a lump in her throat and looked up, into Rarity’s eyes. “Well, maybe not all the good ones.”