//------------------------------// // Misunderstanding by YourBronyGod // Story: RariTwi Group Collab // by Anonymule //------------------------------// Misunderstanding By: YourBronyGod ~~~~~<>~~~~~ “Please Twilight! It’s not what you think!” Rarity called from the outside of her marefriend –or ex-marefriend if her reaction from earlier was anything to go by. Her ears perked up to listen as she heard Twilight speak for the first time since she started pleading. “I was fine with you looking! I was fine with it, but no! I was an idiot…” Rarity’s eyes widened. She knew that tone. Twilight had never had always been a bit insecure, doubly so when it came to romance. Lack of experience and foalhood teasing about her looks having ate their way deep into her psyche. That tone said that she was falling into a pit of depression. The only way to safely help her when she was alone was to make sure she didn’t have anything to cause her to do so. Rarity opened her mouth to speak once more in the hopes of explaining completely when she winced at the sound of something being thrown into the wall before Twilight spoke again, her voice dripping with depression and hurt, “Two years! Two whole years! Did any of them actually matter?! Did – did I ever matter….? Or was I just a good looking trophy? “Of course you meant something to me! You meant -and still mean the world to me! More than the world. Please darling… just give me a chance to explain…” Twilight shouted, her voice cracking, “Explain what? That I wasn’t good enough for you that you needed to find somepony else?! I’m sorry that I’m not some supermodel! I’m sorry that just I’m some - some geek with her muzzle always buried in books! If you don’t want to really be with me then please just say so…” Her voice had lost it’s anger towards the end and dropped into a sad muttering as her tears continued unabated. “Please Twilight. Just let me in for a moment…I’ll leave as soon as I’m finished speaking if you want me to.” A few minutes passed, making her think that perhaps she had lost the mare she loved completely. Her ears perked excitedly when she heard the lock slide out of place and the door creak open slightly. She opened it just in time to see a cloth cover something on the other side of the room. But she avoided answering. Curiosity could wait for until she wasn’t in danger of losing her special somepony. Once she fully entered the room she nearly froze at the sad state her marefriend was in. Every part of Twilight could be said to be drooping. Wings, ears, eyes indeed her whole being seemed to be pushed down by the weight of the situation with tears flowing heavily from her eyes as she sat there with Smarty Pants held in a tight grip. “So?” Twilight asked harshly, causing Rarity’s ears to lower more. “It was a misunderstanding. He kissed me.” Rarity began,only to be cut off quickly. “You sure looked like you were enjoying it!” “I assure you kitten, I wasn’t enjoying him slobber on my face at all.” Twilight’s ears rose ever so slightly at the old nickname she had recived for how she stretched in the morning. “Besides. I love you far, far too much to let you go for some stallion with the grace of a drunk goose.” Twilight stifled a small giggle at the image that had been envoked in her mind. Shaking her head she got close enough to Rarity that her eyes filled her view. “Say it again. To my face” Rarity smiled and got close, crossing their horn and laying their foreheads against each other. “I love you and only you. I would never leave you. My body, mind and soul belongs to you and you alone. My beautiful kitten.” Twilight’s eyes watered more as she could find no hint of a lie. White or otherwise in her large, blue eyes. She let out a loud sob and embraced her marefriend. “I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have just jumped to conclusions.” She said, sorrowfully. Rarity merely smiled and caressed her back and before long the alicorn in her hold had calmed down. She began to hum quietly as Twilight bagan to get comfy. As her eyelids drooped to the sound of her lovers humming, Twilight looked over at what she had thrown and smiled. She would dust it off, get a new box and plan the perfect moment to make the perfect mare her perfect wife. ~~~~~<>~~~~~