//------------------------------// // 2. Time Goes By // Story: Red Roses and Sunshine Drops // by The-Fiction-Master //------------------------------// Rarity wakes up to the sound of rain tinkling across her window. She sighs, remembering the wind from last night, showing signs of a storm. She smiles as the sound of rain inspires her to make a dress; a dress of blue soft silk and raindrop patterns sown about the front, and white ruffle around the neck to represent rain clouds. She sighs again; but more happily, as if this day was going to be perfect for her. She enjoys the sound of thunder too; but Opal doesn't. Opalescence sits in the corner, scared to hear the next pounding symphony of thunder as it mellows in with the rain. Suddenly, Rarity pricks her ears up cautiously. She hears the sound of a hoof pounding softly on her door. She pauses for a moment; and then quickly trots over to open the door. The wind rustles the hair of the pony, and once the wind pauses for a second, she gasps to see the face of her love. Fancypants. "F-f-fancypants? What are you doing here, in Ponyville?!" She says in a surprised but confused tone. Fancypants chuckles and brushes his mane carefully. "I just moved here. Err, may I come in?" He says. Rarity's jaw drops and Fancypants chuckles again as Rarity slowly nods for him to come in. "Y-y-y-you...just moved here?!" She says, a happy giggle floating out of her mouth. He nods as she closes the door and comes over to sit with him. He stares at her with a sort of odd expression on his face. Why is he looking at you like that, Rarity...? Fix your hair! Oh wait, fix your eyelashes- b-but he can't know about my fake eyelashes! Maybe its my squealing? Am I showing him I like him to easily?! Oh no no no...what do...maybe its my smile?! Dear Celestia I don't know! Minutes pass of Rarity blushing and Fancypants smiling and an odd silence filling the air. Rarity flinches as Fancypants blushes slightly as well. "Pardon Fancypants; but I've been wondering...I thought you liked Canterlot? What happened..?" She says. A frown appears on his face and the blush fades. "Well, lots of things..maybe I should explain in story." He says with a sigh. "Y-yes please! I mean- umm, yes, of course..." Rarity trails off at the end off her sentence. Fancypants coughs quietly and begins his story. *** It was a very dark night for me and Fleur. We were watching in the VIP section in the Canterlot de Theater of the very old but classic show, "Annie." Now if you haven't watched Annie, well..its about a little red-haired filly who wants to find her parents; who left her in an orphanage. I'd rather not spoil the rest; but, you get what I mean. We were watching the end of the show when we heard what seemed to be a gunshot; coming from the theater entrance. Everypony paused; even the actors on stage looked around. Suddenly, in a flash, a pony came in; and began to shoot everypony else in the theater. He was a pegasus, and he was very angry. I was afraid I would get killed, so I quietly but quickly galloped out of the back entrance. But I forgot somepony very important: Fleur de Lis. She was my best friend; and now I was so sure she was gone; gone from my grasps. I was sad as I peered out to see her dead body lying by the door where I had exited. Gone. The very special friend by my side. Dead. I knew I would see her again; but I didn't want to wait forever to see her face again. I wanted to come and live with you; since you were the only other close pony I knew. However, before I had urged to pack my bags, a red note was at the front of my door. It read, To my dearest Fancypants, I'm sorry I'm gone, I wish I didn't have to leave so soon. I wanted to be by your side as your best friend until we had no time left in our glasses. But don't try and blame yourself for the accident. You didn't want to die so soon; nor did I. I hope you understand that you were my best friend and my, well..partner in fashion. I want you to marry a special mare; who has traits like me. I wait to see you soon. From your best friend, Fleur de Lis I had been so heart-broken that I had lost her, but I knew you were like her and I wanted to live by your side like her. You have such similar tastes and traits in fashion. I knew I wouldn't be alone for long. Once I entered Ponyville; everypony greeted me with smiles and parties; I felt more welcomed than in Canterlot. *** "And thats my story since," He says. His eyes widen however, when he notices Rarity has fallen asleep on his lap. I want you to marry a special mare; who has traits like me. The words burn into his mind, and he slowly drifts off into his slumber, the storm cooing him to sleep, a faint smile on his face. A special mare.