Brilliant.
"Darling, I would appreciate if you stood still," Rarity argued as she let out a frustrated sigh, continuing to fuss over her newest masterpiece.
And to be honest, she certainly would not be exaggerating if she said it was her finest...
However, it was noted that her model of the day could care less.
Applejack rolled her eyes, and fidgeted in her spot, despite her fiancee's words. "Well, Ah've been standin' here fer 'bout two hours," she defended. "How much longer is this gonna take?"
The fashionista huffed, levitating another set of sewing needles about to go back to fussing over the lace trim of the dress she was working on. "If we keep bickering like this, it could take the rest of the day," she explained. "But if you manage to cooperate, then only about a half hour or so."
"Ya said that when we started!" the farmer said.
"You can't rush perfection," Rarity declared. "And this is the last thing I want to ruin."
"Aw, c'mon!" Applejack sighed. "Rares, Ah'm only gonna wear this fer one day - an' then we're probably gonna stuff in it a box that'll stay in the attic fer who knows how long!"
Stiffening her lip, the dressmaker looked back and hesitated, pushing up her glasses and rubbing the space between her eyes thoughtfully. "It still doesn't mean I can't take pride in making my bride look perfect," she muttered.
With a smile, the earth pony leaned down to nuzzle her lover, placing a quick kiss on Rarity's lips. "Remember one thing Ah taught ya when we first started goin' out?" she murmured.
"There are a lot of things you've taught me," Rarity confessed, with a half smile.
"Well, ya should really remember this one right now," Applejack drawled. "Simplicity is sometimes th' prettiest. More than any priceless gem ya could find."
Sliding off her glasses, the unicorn let out a deep breath, looking over her work that her fiancee wore.
In only three months, they'd both be walking down the aisle that would be the beginning of the path of the life they'd share together - and nothing could prevent Rarity from making sure that every little detail was absolutely perfect.
Of course, she was going to make all of the dresses needed. It wouldn't make sense not to.
And the wedding dresses were going to be ...
... well, Rarity didn't know what to do now.
Her own dress had been long done - it was a pale orchid, in addition to some fine violet and lavender trim, sprinkled with white accents to keep things traditional, but not to clash. Now, AJ's color scheme was a bit more difficult, but sticking with blues, golds and greens was the best.
The dress was almost done-
-but it wasn't enough.
Or maybe it was too much.
"Hold on," Rarity murmured, levitating over the cowpony's hat and placing it on her head as she suddenly began removing several accents and strands from the dress, quickly fixing the mistakes and replacing the jeweled borders with more simpler stitches.
In fact, this was probably the fastest she had ever worked, but when a brainstorm struck, it couldn't stop.
Although, it seemed as soon as it had begun, it had ceased.
And the results were brilliant.
The formerly lavish dress was now something much more simple, but still beautiful. Somehow, it looked even more stunning than before, if that was possible, and it fit Applejack in all of the right ways.
"There," the dressmaker sighed, with a content smile as she stood next to her lover, ignoring her own disheveled work appearance and instead focusing on the beautiful mare in front of her. "It's magnifique, is it not?"
Applejack smiled, looking down to Rarity with a sparkle in her emerald eyes. "Ah'm still all fer the Las Pegasus drive-thru wedding," she teased.
Letting a chuckle slip past her lips, the fashionista shook her head playfully and leaned in, kissing her fiancee sweetly. "You're horrible," she laughed.
"Ya can still wear yer pretty dress," the cowpony offered. "So long as Ah can git to tear it off of you aft'rwards."
"That reminds me," Rarity trilled. "A wedding dress isn't the only thing I have to make for myself for you to tear off."
The adorable blush and mischevious smile on Applejack's expression was enough to allow Rarity to let out another chuckle and toss away all worries about her wedding. After all, it wasn't for another twelve weeks. She still had a while to make it all brilliant.
Next prompt: Birthday.