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// A Date with Rarity: 3 
// Story: Flutters for Rarity: 
// by Ponyess 
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	She had finally asked me out on a date, and had chosen a fancy place where we would be given more privacy.  I know people would be looking, but her I could hide myself, if only for but the moment, or an hour or so.

Apparently, she had packed a basket, she now carried with her as she picked me up at my cottage.  I had just finished serving breakfast to all the critters, so the timing is just like her.

“Good Morning, Flutter Shy!” she greeted me in her usual crisp tone.

“Good Morning, Rarity.  Such a lovely morning!” I responded.

“That is exactly why it is a great opportunity for a Pick-nick, wouldn't you say, Flutter Shy?” Rarity responded.

“I am bound to agree.  I take it, this is exactly why you packed the basket for the event?” I said, with a shy smile on my face.

“Yes, it is.  I even asked Rainbow Dash, making sure it had been scheduled for sunshine today, and it was!” Rarity confirmed.

“Then we may as well be going!” I told her.

“Yes!” she merely responded, before she leads me out, and I follow her along the road, by her side.

This sure is a nice and shiny day, and now it was made better, just by looking at Rarity's smile.  I guess it is on the contagious side, since I soon caught myself with smiling alongside her, as we moved further from my home.

For a long moment, I had nothing to say.  Maybe it is in part, because I am a rather shy and reserved pony, but it felt as if there was more to it.  On the other hoof, the scenery is such a serene one, I didn't want it spoiled or ruined by filling up the moment with pointless words.

Then it hit me, it is Rarity.  It isn't so much that I rear speaking to her, if that had been the case, I wouldn't have been here with her.  I guess you could say that it is a bit on the embarrassing side, as I imagine I'm blushing, just not sure, and I couldn't just ask.

“I figured you'd enjoy sharing this scenery with me.  It is just adorable.  So breathtaking words could spoil the instant?” she then suggested.

“You know how I love the nature, the forest and the paths, the ponds around here.  I'm fortunate I happened to fall down to the ground just outside of Ponyville.  And yes, it is one of these breathtaking moments you avoid speaking at length, just not to spoil it with your words!” I quietly responded.

Truthfully, it is how I felt, and something told, it is what she felt too, as if we did not need to say it, the other just knew before the words were spoken.  Was this an illusion, or is it the bond between two Ponies who had known one another for a very long time.  In the manner couples developed, if they were lucky?

“Certainly.  This is the spot for a picnic.  Just the two of us!” she chirped in an excited voice.

“Just the two of us, and no crowd.  This is great.  Just nature and wildlife in any direction, as far as the eye could see!” I responded ruefully, just enjoying the moment together with her.