//------------------------------// // Rarity // Story: A boy, and Six Cute Little Ponies // by Rupertthered //------------------------------// Finally awake from your passed out state you begin to look around. You quickly realize you were back in your room. You began to wonder what happened and how you ended up here but your train of thought quickly changed when you heard a knock on the door. “Anon are you awake dear? It’s me Rarity, I’m coming in.” The door begins to light up and creaks open showing the white unicorn Rarity. “Ahh you are awake, good, I’m glad.” How long were you out for? You sit up in your bed to relax a bit, though the headache didn’t help with that. “Applejack said you knocked yourself out in the forest by accident and she dragged you here.” Oh yea, you were with Applejack, and she was talking and then blackness. It seemed like a blur to you. You must have hit yourself hard with the tree or something. “Is there anything you need dear? I am the element of generosity back in Equestria so I must help you.” She smiles and winks at you. “Of course, I won’t bother getting dirty, I am a lady after all, and a lady must do everything with the upmost precision.” Oh right, one of the few things you disliked about her, being so ladylike. It didn’t bother you much, but there are just some things she outright refuses to do no matter what. You motion to her what you were thirsty and needed something to drink, you also thought about getting some medicine for your headache but you weren’t sure if the ponies can tell the difference. She of coursed agreed and went in search of water. Rarity wasn’t a bad pony or anything, you just didn’t like the lady status about her, and everything had to be perfect. One of the first things she did actually when she first entered your house was starting to redecorate your living room, saying the color clashes making it look tacky, and that simply wasn’t this season’s theme. Whatever that meant, not like anyone passes by your house, especially considering you live in the middle of nowhere. Finally Rarity came back holding the glass of water with her magic. Though the one thing she had for being ladylike was her precision, she did everything with the best care that she can muster. That was something you can appreciate. “Here you go darling; I made sure the temperature was just right for someone in your condition. Why, you remind me of taking care of my little sister when she gets sick.” She had a sister also? The one up above only knew how she treated her. “Now that I say that though, it seems like I have treated Sweetie Belle quite differently then I use too. I don’t really give her any free will when she is around me, but she is so young and experimenting still, she could mess up a wonderful project I could be working on, or break a very expensive item I’ve bought. Bits don’t come easy you know.” If “bits” were their currency then you can agree, money was hard to make at times. You made enough to get by and have a little extra for personal stuff, but just barely. You simply nod your head understanding how younger siblings work. You never had a sibling but plenty of your friends did, and they didn’t seem that great. “Do you have your own brother or sister Anon?” She questions you; you shake your head no. “Oh my how dreadful, I wouldn’t know how my life would be without one. I may complain a lot about her, but she is family and I will sacrifice anything to make sure she is alive. Even if it means I have to learn how to wield a sword, most unladylike, but imagine the clothes I can make, and the titles, titles are important you know.” She was very formal and actually taking up a blade to protect her sister? Very unladylike but brave, something everyone should have, though you shouldn’t be thinking that, you aren’t very brave yourself. “It’s very hard living by yourself if I may say. The Boutique can be rather lonely at times, especially when your only company is a cat.” She saddens a bit, and gasps. “You don’t think I’ll turn into a crazy cat pony do you? That would just be the WORST. POSSIBLE. THING!” You couldn’t help but laugh in your head a bit, she was overdramatic at times, but she couldn’t help it. As well you couldn’t help but feel her cuddle next to you. She was softly crying into you, her makeup a little ruined. “Do you think I’ll be lonely for the rest of my life? I want to be able to find my prince charming and live happily ever after.” Her voice full of sadness. It simply broke your heart seeing someone, anyone, in a state like this. You begin to hug her, and explain to her your love stories, nothing romantic or anything, but the ups and downs that you have encountered throughout your life. Your story seems to have made her stop crying as she began to clean herself up; somehow she had pulled out a box of tissues. You weren’t sure what was making her sadder, her self-doubt or your story. You were pretty sure it was the latter. “My Anon, that’s just dreadful, I never knew you humans could be so awful at times. Though at times you humans are wonderfully nice also, such as a gentleman yourself.” She began to pull away so she can use your mirror. “I know I am a pony, and you are a human, meaning we are two different species that will probably never interact ever again. But I wish to know what you Anon, think of me. I know it may sound like a lot, but I wish to know your opinion.” She stands in front of you looking with big eyes. You had to agree you two are from different species and it may have seemed weird, but you couldn’t resist thinking that each one had a certain look to them, Twilight was cute, Rainbow Dash was tough as well as Applejack, and Pinkie Pie was crazy, but Rarity was different. You weren’t sure why, but to you she was quite beautiful, you blamed the lady status about her. The white fur and purple mane would seem odd for a human, but for a pony it seemed quite normal. As well as her eyes, those caught your attention the most. You try to explain to her how you felt. “You really think so Anon?” You nod your head. “Thank you thank you thank you. That means so much to hear from you Anon. Which is why I made this for you.” She trots over to your closet and opens it up; using her magic she pulls out a suit. “So what do you think? I was able to use some cloth you had lying around to make this. It took me a while but I got it down right.” The suit looked like one of those that people would wear to prom or some fancy dinner/dance. You couldn’t believe it. You ask how she was able to do it. “Don’t you worry none dear, it’s on the house, all you need to worry about.” It was so much to take in; you weren’t sure what to think really. Till you felt her lips connect with yours. “Consider that a bonus dear, now back to bed with you, you need plenty of sleep to recover.” With that she tucks you back in bed, puts the suit away, turns off the light and walks out. “Hmm humans and ponies do kiss quite differently; I thought that Soap Opera would have done the trick. Oh well maybe I need to watch more.”