//------------------------------// // 39. Pets - by Twilight-The-Pony // Story: RariJack - The Compilation of Prompts // by Titanium Dragon //------------------------------// Twilight-The-Pony Pets. Chaos. Mayhem. Ground Zero. Applejack couldn’t help herself but compare what she was seeing with the images from the history books. She never expected to see a live representation of what she saw in pictures of natural disasters. Broken vases and mauled flowers now decorated once decently cleaned tapestry and wooden floor. The furniture was overturned and muddy, shards of a broken glass, originating from the broken window or the plentiful picture frames, was lying all around. The muddy pawprints covered almost every inch of the room. And in the middle of this disaster zone, two precious animals, fully covered in mud, were looking innocently at the shocked Applejack. Applejack groaned. This isn’t what she wanted. After a long and hard working day, this was the last thing she wanted to deal with. All she wanted wanted was to relax for the weekend and spend some quality time with her marefriend. But now, it seemed like her well-deserved weekend of rest and relaxation has gone down the drain. She was devastated as she was looking forward for this weekend, since they both worked hard for the past few weeks. It was apple-bucking season for Applejack and Rarity managed to get herself in a little too tall order, even for a hard and fast worker like herself. But now; everything was ruined. The animals totally demolished her room. There was no other options than her postponing their date for unknown period of time and clean up the mess. She hung her head when the knocks echoed throughout the house, followed by a sound of squeaking door a moment later. Rarity. “Hey Rares,” Applejack breathed sadly. “Evening, Applejack. Are you ready? I managed to... What in pray tell happened in here?!?” Applejack’s hoof pointed to two muddy creatures in the center of the room. “Ah’m sorry, Rares, but Ah can’t go. Cleanup and all.” “Opal?” Her voice indicated shock. “How did you manage to sneak out?” Opal groaned. Applejack sighed. “Ah'm sorry Rarity, but Ah need to clean this up... Ah so wanted to go, but..." "Nonsense, Applejack. We have planned this for a long time...” "Ah know. And Ah’m sorry, Rares. But this needs to be cleaned up. So...” Rarity took a step and nuzzled her marefriend. “Please, Applejack? I already waited for too long.” Nuzzle turned into a soft kiss. “I’ll help you with the cleanup tomorrow.” Applejack chuckled. “I can’t win this time, can I?” Rarity shook her head in response. ~*~*~ “Well... That was certainly... different,” Rarity mused. “But so so good. I might ask the... um... chef for the recipe for the salad. It was simply divine.” “And don’t forget cheap!” Rarity nodded. “The entire dinner for two is a little bit more than a dessert in one of the restaurants that I dine in. We should do that more often.” “Yeah.” Applejack sighed. “Do you want to come in for some cider? Ah really don’t want to think about cleaning just yet.” Rarity nodded. It has only taken a few steps into the house to see the disaster room. However, it seemed to be a lot cleaner now. Out of curiosity, Applejack took a few more steps towards it. She stopped with her mouth agape. “What’s wrong, Applejack?” “T... the room...” “You don’t like it?” “Wait. How...?” “Pinkie Pie. She told me that something was going to happen, but she didn’t knew, what would be the cause. So I asked for a little bit of help.” Rarity paused for a moment. “Do you like it?” “It’s... new...” “Oh.” Rarity’s ears drooped, her head lowered. “I thought you’d be happier...” “I like it... but...” “But?” “It is still missing something.” “Missing something? Like what?” “A white unicorn pony. About yee high,” Applejack raised her hoof to the height of Rarity’s head, “a lovely blue mane and a set of diamonds on her flank.” “Wait. Do you mean—” “Yep. This thing right here!” Applejack pulled out a cardboard cutout of Rarity and kissed it. Rarity was shocked. “Wait, what?” “Yep. And we’re going to get married tomorrow.” With her shock escalating, Rarity screamed, waking herself up in the process. She was covered in sweat, breathing irregularly. “None of that was real. None of that was real. None of that was real.” A quick skim of the room revealed that she’s in her own bed in Carousel Boutique. “Just a bad dream,” Rarity exhaled. “Mmmm,” a pony murmured from the other side of the bed. “What’s wrong?” “A- Applejack? H- How did you get in here?” “You offered me a place to stay until my room is fixed, remember?” Applejack whispered. “Opal and Winona. Bedroom demolished.” “I mean my bed.” “Cider...” Rarity. smiled. “Applejack?” “Hm?” “Would you like to stay longer?” “Mmm... mhm.” Rarity turned toward the half-asleep pony, wrapping hooves around her and kissing her on her forehead. “Applejack?” “Applejack?” “M?” “I love you.” “Love you too.” Next prompt: Aftermath.