//------------------------------// // 1. Rodeo - by Jondor. // Story: RariJack - The Compilation of Prompts // by Titanium Dragon //------------------------------// Jondor. Rodeo As the hot sun beat down on the rodeo arena just south of the town of Appleloosa, ponies throughout the crowd kept sneaking glances at a particular unicorn, making his way through the stands. Hundreds of earth ponies, dozens of pegasi and a smattering of unicorns all gawked at the tall stallion dressed in a frock coat, bowtie and monocle and clearly from Manehattan or even Canterlot. Finally catching sight of a particular unicorn, who seemed just as flabbergasted as the rest of the crowd, he made his way over to the empty bench by her side. “Good afternoon, Miss Rarity. I’d heard a rumor that I might find you here.” The stallion smiled as he took his seat. “Fancy Pants! This is quite a surprise.” Rarity’s look of shock turned to wonder. “I didn’t expect to see you all the way out here. What brings you to Appleloosa?” “The rodeo, among other things. I confess, I usually take in the shows in Canterlot, but some rumors are worth looking into.” Fancy Pants bought two large mugs of fresh, iced apple juice from a passing vendor while he allowed his comments to sink in. “I had no idea you followed rodeo.” Rarity knew what the rumor was, but a game of cat and mouse with Fancy Pants was too good to pass up. “For the same reason I follow the Wonderbolts, my dear. Just as they are the showcase of pegasus talents, the rodeo is the showcase of earth pony talents.” “Mmm, yes. I never truly appreciated that until recently, though all the dirt and hard wear of the rodeo does make a fashion designer’s job more of a challenge.” Rarity allowed herself a smirk. “Yes, I imagine so. Though I also wonder about the marketing angle. It can’t be easy to sell the idea of fashion to utilitarians.” Fancy Pants responded with a raised eyebrow. Rarity simply pointed a hoof toward the center of the area where Applejack trotted out in an outfit skirting the line between the high fashion of Canterlot and the rustic utilitarianism of Appleloosa. Red and green gems glistened around the brim of her hat and on the cuff of each boot. Crisp geometric patterns were woven down the length of her chaps. Tucked just behind her ear, she wore a white and violet lily. The whole outfit served to amplify Applejack’s inherent charm. “My wife is a great help in that department.” Rarity stated simply. Judging by the cheers of the crowd, Fancy Pants had to agree. Next Prompt: Horn