Written by: Karrakaz
Rarity again cursed herself for her overzealous nature in trying to make everything perfect. The dress she wanted to wear while asking Fluttershy that single most important question of a pony’s life sat snugly in her suitcase, but the perfect opportunity to put her plans in motion had passed some time ago.
She knew she was getting ahead of herself. After all, there were rules to be observed when one considered courting a mare. None of the rulemakers had seemed to be able to agree as to whether or not one had to be a stallion to do such things, so she had simply skipped that part. The first kiss, however, was one every book she’d read agreed on.
She supposed that, were she in Fluttershy’s horseshoes, she too would be a little freaked out by the notion of somepony asking her to marry them without any prior romantic indication. Unfortunately, her chance had long since passed. Hearth’s Warming eve would have been the perfect time to gauge the pegasus’ reactions to a romantic approach by another mare. Mistletoe made for an awfully convenient excuse to see how somepony reacted to being kissed, which was likely why the tradition had been started in the first place. But Rarity hadn’t been anywhere near her friends during that coldest winter day, choosing instead to slave away at the dress she could still picture in her mind, and which always lead her train of thought back to Fluttershy.
It would come again next year, but now that she had finished the dress Rarity couldn’t wait any longer, and especially not that long.
“That settles it.”
“That settles... what?”
Rarity sucked in a breath and looked around the train compartment she shared with Fluttershy. Had she said that out loud? She offered her friend a smile and coughed into her hoof. “Nothing of importance, darling. I was just thinking about how grateful I am for your company on this trip.”
Fluttershy smiled back. “You’re welcome. I just hope it won’t take too long, Angel is going to become a father in less than a week, and I really wanted to be there to help.”
“We won’t be gone that long, Fluttershy,” Rarity said hastily. “This should only take a day at the most.” And a lifetime of loneliness if she were to say no. the frantic part of her brain added. She ignored it. An opera dealing with the concept of love, and a romantic candlelit dinner weren’t the perfect way to express her feelings, but she’d be damned if she waited another day to make Fluttershy understand just how important she was.
She smiled at her unsuspecting friend, and let the fears be smothered under her determination.
To hell with perfection anyway.