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// Music - LDSocrates 
// Story: Marshmallows:  RariLestia Group Prompt Collab 
// by Bakmah Genesis 
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Music
by
LDSocrates


Celestia couldn’t help but smile at the scene unfolding before her, in Rarity’s little “creativity room.” It was her art studio in the palace, a place for Rarity to contain her organized chaos of an artistic process. The place looked as messy and colorful as ever, with many fabrics and silks and gemstones scattered about Rarity’s hooves and on the shelves and anywhere they could fit – besides, the mannequins, of course, where the true art was made.

It was that day, though, that Celestia heard the siren call of violinsradiating from the studio, gorgeous, peaceful, and ponderous strings playing inside. And inside was Rarity, dancing by herself to the music of her phonograph. Her cutie mark was by no means dancing, and it showed, but she stepped with poise and grace all the same, at least to the princess. Her eyes were closed as she danced with an invisible partner, circling around whoever was on her mind with a placid smile on her face in time to the serene rhythm. With each crescendo she’d spin, with each sweeping note she’d bow, and each time the music dipped she’d brush past her imaginary dancing partner lovingly.

It was a long, pleasant time before Celestia fully opened the door and trotted inside. Rarity gasped and sputtered, about to make some sort of excuse no doubt, but Celestia raised a hoof to her lips with a grin. She extended a foreleg, her violet eyes asking all she needed to. With a blush as bright as dawn Rarity took her offer as the song continued.

It took the smaller mare a few moments to get used to dancing with such a tall partner, but the two of them fell into the same rhythm soon enough. With each crescendo Celestia would spin Rarity around, with each sweeping note they’d bow to one another, and each time the music dipped Rarity brushed her sides and flanks against Celestia’s lovingly as they circled around each other.

As the music died and silence fell between them, the two mares looked at each other. Rarity’s blush reignited through her smile, and Celestia couldn’t help but do so as well. The two leaned in, their lips locked, and their own personal music reached its crescendo.