An Interesting Evening
By: cooopercrisp
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Pinkie Pie’s parties were always...interesting. For Rarity, though, “interesting” did not necessarily mean “good.” Yes, they were lively. Yes, it was fun to dance with her friends and enjoy a little bit of spiked punch, but sometimes unpleasantries would occur. Usually somepony got too drunk (and alarmingly often that somepony was Berry Punch) and either got sick all over the floor or started a fight. Rarity hoped this wouldn’t be that kind of party. What she was looking for was a bit of harmless fun.
She glanced around Sugarcube Corner, seeing if there was somepony she could talk to, perhaps flirt with. She was just buzzed enough to have herself a bit of fun, but not drunk enough to walk away with any old pony. He would have to impress her first.
Twilight was standing in the corner. Normally she’d be talking to her friends and enjoying herself, but she had come to this party with a purpose. She gazed over at Rarity over in the opposite corner and felt unsettled in her stomach. She was sure it wasn’t the punch she was drinking; Pinkie didn’t spike it that much. It was all thanks to the stunning mare across the room, the mare she had been wanting to ask out for weeks but couldn’t find the courage. Twilight downed the rest of her punch, took a deep breath, and pushed her way through the crowd towards Rarity.
A fleeting thought of Spike almost slowed her to a halt. What would he think if Twilight took the love of his life for her own? But it couldn’t be helped. Rarity saw her and was waving her over, and if Twilight didn’t do it now she knew she never would.
She finally broke through the crowd and stood beside Rarity. The room was crowded, so personal space was a bit lacking, and the proximity to Rarity was making Twilight blush. Twilight hoped that Rarity would assume it was the alcohol.
“Did you just get here, Twilight?” Rarity asked, speaking loudly to be heard over the music.
“I...well...I guess I’ve been here for a little while, sure. I was just off in a corner, kind of like you.”
“I see. Well, I would be letting loose on the dance floor, maybe talking up a few stallions, but I just don’t see anypony that catches my interest. Do you?”
You have no idea, Twilight thought. Rarity had applied just the right amount of makeup to accentuate her stunning eyes, her devilishly smooth lips, her creamy complexion. Twilight could feel her heart pounding, but a sudden surge of energy compelled her to take the leap of faith she had been fearing for so long.
“Yes, you,” she said plainly, with absolute sincerity. Rarity looked puzzled, blinking at Twilight a few times.
“‘Me’ what?” she asked, but even in her slightly buzzed state she soon put two and two together. “Oh... Twilight, please. You don’t have to kid me like that.”
“I’m not kidding you,” Twilight said, feeling her breath quicken. “I’ve really liked you for a long time and I didn’t know how to tell you. But then you just had to ask that question and I—”
“Twilight, I’m just a little surprised. You walked up to me and told me out of the blue you have feelings for me, and I guess I’m just a little confused.”
Twilight was now visibly shaking, and Rarity quickly realized how upsetting this was to her. She put a hoof on Twilight’s shoulder, and Twilight winced at the touch, but as Rarity rubbed it she began to calm down. There had been no abject rejection...yet.
“I just think...” Rarity said. “Well, now that you’re bringing it up, I have to think about my own preferences. I’ve always been looking for that perfect stallion, the one who would sweep me off my hooves. But after Blueblood, I lost my naive thoughts of marrying Prince Charming and tried to look for somepony a bit more down-to-earth. Every party I’ve been to, I’ve looked for a stallion who I’d be at least somewhat interested in, only to find disappointment that none of them fit the bill."
“Rarity, you don’t mean...”
“Twilight, I’ll be blunt. I never believed I would be attracted to mares, but your confession struck a chord with me. I find myself giddy at the thought of dating you, and I can’t begin to explain why. I think, perhaps, that I’ve been feeling this way for some time, too, but I’ve been denying it all this time at the thought of finding a stallion.”
“Does that mean you want to go on a date?” Twilight asked tentatively, still in disbelief that this was somehow working out.
“Well, we’re already at a party. Let’s have ourselves a good time and see where it goes from there.”
“Um...okay,” Twilight said, but before she could take a second to think about it Rarity grabbed her hoof and pulled her into the dance floor.
As the two of them began to dance close, all Twilight could think of was that this was going to be a very interesting evening.
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