Chapter 9: the facts
“Love? That explains a lot” rainbow dash stated, watching as I disappeared into the horizon. The bouncing pink pony was no longer bouncing; instead she was sitting down and thinking intently. Just before Pinkie could get a sentence out of her head Applejack spoke “Pinkie Pie, now is not the time to plan another on of them crazy parties” the pony was right, everyone could see that.
The pink pony looked down, and strangely had a moment of insight “well then, why not simply get them together?”
The remaining 4 elements felt their collective jaw drop.
Rarity was the first to pitch in with the ideas she had floating around in that fashionista mind of hers. “All things considered, Rarity, I don’t think we should push Fluttershy into this” twilight frowned
“But think of the possibilities, Trigger is reaching out to her” rarity argued
“Twilight’s right, sugar-cube… its best if we just let time go by and see what happens” applejack had put her hoof down.
Pinkie pie, being pinkie pie, popped up right beside Rarity, putting a hoof in her mouth to stop the white furred unicorn from voicing more of her opinions “as much as I like to see you have your *ahem* lovers quarrel,” rainbow chuckled “aren’t their more things to worry about than Fluttershy’s love life? Like getting to the library?”
The rest of the ponies shot her a glancing look; they knew she was right as the plan was to stay at twilights for the night.
The thoughts running through their heads were exceeding difficult to tell.
Rarity was jealous of Fluttershy for she had someone watching out for her.
Rainbow was just glum because the hard rain was keeping her grounded.
Pinkie Pie was thinking of new ways to host parties.
Applejack was questioning everything she knew about herself.
Something which rainbow dash had said earlier was bothering the young apple farmer. Did she and rarity really seem like lovers? She shook off the thought. All though she could see why the idea formed in rainbow’s head.
They carried on along the cobbled path, finally reaching the library. They heard me holler at them, the 5 mares waved happily, although a tad drenched.