Okay, here we have the third chapter. I hope you like the direction I'm going with this. And again, I didn't italic the conversation. Still trying to figure out if I should go back to the conversation style like in chapter one. If you have any comments about that, please feel free to let me know. Oh yes, and about the story too. :)
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"Well Rarity, since we are here, what shall we do? I mean, I brought a book for a little light reading." with that, she laid her saddlebag beside the bed and brought out a rather large, thick book that took up the entire left side of her saddlebag and brought it towards the bed.
"Dear Twilight, you call that light reading? It's almost as thick as the Fire Ruby Spikie-Wikie gave me, standing up!" Rarity exclaimed as she too left her bag next to Twilight’s.
"Oh it's not that thick. And it's a really good book." Replied Twilight as she gently placed the book onto the bed.
"Well, looking at how dreadfully dark it’s getting, I think it's almost time to turn in. I'm going to brush my mane for a bit. Twilight! Would you like me to brush your mane as well?" Rarity offered as she lifted a soft brush from her bag.
“Well, it’s still light enough to read Rarity. And anyway, I would like to get through several pages first before turning in for the night.” And with that, Twilight lay down onto the bed, crossed her front hooves and magically opened the book. “You go on ahead.”
“Oh don’t mind if I do Twilight.” And she went off looking for a mirror.
Several minutes later, a rather unhappy moan echoed throughout the hut. "Ooooh! Why doesn't Zecora have one?" Rarity exclaimed.
"Rarity!" Twilight rushed to her distraught friend, who now sat on the floor. "What's wrong?"
"I can't find a large enough mirror in this entire hut. How am I supposed to look fabulous without one?" she whimpered as she hung her head low.
Twilight let out a sigh, “Here Rarity, then let me help. I’ll brush your mane for you.”
“You would… do that Twilight?” Rarity asked, a rather hopeful look on her face.
“Come on, hop onto the bed, at least we’ll be comfortable.”
With a Fluttershy like squeal, Rarity got off the floor and walked over to Zecora’s bed. There she, quite happily hopped on, leaning her head out towards Twilight, who only just sat down comfortably next to her friend.
Twilight sat a little closer to Rarity to better see what she was doing. And with a magical raspberry coloured glow, Twilight lifted Rarity’s hairbrush to the back of her head, near her ears, and gently combed her mane from base to tip. Knowing how particular she could be about this, Twilight made sure as to stroke the same area several times before moving lower down her neck. Making sure to get any leaves and/or knots she might have picked up from the journey here.
“Mmmm…. My Twilight, you are rather good at this. Don’t tell me that you don’t brush YOUR mane before bed.”
“Well, only when it looks a mess Rarity. And I usually brush in the mornings.” Twilight answered as she continues to delicately brush Rarity’s mane. Twilight had convinced herself that this will definitely take a while. She probably wouldn’t get any reading done tonight.
Rarity on the other hoof, was deep in thought. Still slightly unsure, she thought back. She had feelings for this unicorn. Feelings that she thought, at one time, was nothing more than a deep appreciation, maybe a strong sense of friendship. However, as the months passed, she could not think about anypony else that would make her smile. No other pony could make her feel happy just by walking into the same room. There was no other pony she wanted to be around. And lately, whenever she slept, she would toss and turn in bed, heartache and loneliness keeping her from a restful sleep. And her dreams, she could only remember Twilight.
Her thoughts returned her to the morning of the day before; when Sweetie Belle snuggled up against her. When her little sister had left, all Rarity could think of, was wishing she was snuggling up against the purple Unicorn.
Now here she was, alone with her. And she was afraid. What would she do? Tell her friend that she loves her? What if she said no? What if Twilight felt disgusted with the idea of mares in love? Rarity dreaded telling her friend for the fear of losing her completely.
Twilight on the other hand was about to finish her task. She had worked her way down Rarity’s neck. And as she began stroking the last bit of Rarity’s mane, she accidentally stroked a sensitive spot on her back.
“Mmm Hmmmm…..” Rarity sighed happily.
“Uh… I think you might be enjoying this just a little too much.” Twilight blushed as she spoke, an uncomfortable tone in her voice.
“Hmmm..?” Rarity piqued, in a rather curious manner. “Oh… don’t read too much into that dear Twilight. I’ve just haven’t had my mane brushed by somepony else in a long time, and it feels, well, rather nostalgic to be honest. Now please dear, don’t stop.”
“Alright.” Twilight said finally as she continued to stroke Rarity’s mane.
A short time later, Twilight placed the brush beside Rarity, telling her that she had finished brushing down her mane. This was it, she thought. Almost immediately, Rarity slid herself up against Twilight, pressing the back of her head and neck against Twilight’s chin.
“Eep! Rarity!” Twilight yelp, her body froze, her cheeks turning to a shade of red, more prominent then the time she drank hot sauce.
“Thank you Twilight.” Rarity cooed quickly, “I really did miss having my mane done by somepony else.” There was a slight pause as neither pony spoke. Rarity turned her head to look up at Twilight, concern and maybe a little fear creeping up inside her. “Twilight,” she started, “are you alright? You seem absolutely rigid.”
“Wh... well, to be honest Rarity, you kind of caught me by surprise there.” Twilight answered nervously, still blushing.
Rarity decided to push on. “Oh? You mean when I did this?” she said as she pressed the back of her neck against Twilight’s chin, slowly stroking her soft mane against Twilight’s body.
“Eep! Yes! That!” was all Twilight could say, as she leapt back towards the edge of the bed.
“Why Twilight, I’m just so delighted to be in your company. Just the two of us here, alone, on this nice soft bed….” Rarity cooed, leaning closer to Twilight, their muzzles almost touching.
“Umm… Rarity, could you not c-c-com… OOF!! … oww…” Twilight moaned. She had fallen off the bed trying to back away from Rarity’s advances.
“Twilight?” Rarity asked as she looked over the bed to see Twilight sitting on her haunches, rubbing her head with her hoof.
“Twilight, are you alright?” Rarity asked, watching her friend as she slowly stood up.
“Yeah, I’m alright” Twilight replied. “Rarity, what’s gotten into you?”
“Umm… well…” she started.
“I mean, I know you appreciate that I brushed your mane, but that was more than just appreciation. That felt almost… almost…”
“Affectionate? Intimate maybe?” Rarity finished, as she turned around and faced her back to Twilight.
Twilight was puzzled at Rarity’s behavior. She was about to raise her voice when she saw Rarity suddenly shiver. A soft sob escaped the white unicorn’s lips.
Twilight moved round the bed to better look at Rarity. She placed both her front hooved on the bed. “Rarity, what’s wrong. You can tell me anything.”
“Anything Twilight? Really?” Rarity asked, not looking at her friend.
“Of course. Anything at all, you can tell me.” She leaned in a little closer.
Rarity thought for a moment. What to do. Here she was, so close. “Opportunity beckons. Take it.” Her mind told her. Rarity had made her decision. In one smooth action, Rarity turned her muzzle towards Twilight, a split second passed as she looked deep into Twilights eyes, she then closed them, as she pressed her lips against Twilight’s. For Rarity, that one moment her heart sang with joy. All hurt, all pain, insecurities, and doubt left her. She felt a happiness that she could never describe. And that kiss, she wanted it to last an eternity.
Twilight stood there, her lips locked with Rarity’s. The movement was so sudden, she hardly registered anything, all she knew was one second, she saw these bright blue eyes staring at her, and the next, her soft luscious lips pressed against hers. Twilight froze as Rarity took full advantage of her shock. The kiss lasted only for a moment, and when Rarity finally broke the kiss, she turned away from Twilight, muttering under her breath, just loud enough for Twilight to hear;
“Now you know.” She said as Twilight noticed a single tear roll down her cheek.