Autumn.
Rarity loved autumn. It was always said that spring and Hearts and Hooves day with it was the time for lovers but Rarity disagreed. Autumn was the season of lovers. It was chilly enough for two people to cuddle close and hold hands more tightly, but not too cold to discourage outdoor activities. There were more holidays and good cheer and the sweltering heat of summer would melt away to the blissful colorful fall. There were sunsets, The Running of the Leaves, pumpkin pies, new fashion line ups and of course: leaf piles.
Rarity hated dirt. And any activity which involved getting dirt on her person. There was however one exception to that rule: leaf piles.
Of course her enjoyment of jumping into and playing in leaf piles was a closely guarded secret that only a few people knew about, lest all of Canterlot mock her.
Taking in a deep breath, she inhaled the fresh cool air and adjusted the collar of her coat to give a little more warmth as she walked through the apple orchards. Huge piles of gold, orange and red leaves covered the orchard, with only a thin man made path between the piles. Sweet Apple Acres had to have it's own fall clean-up of the leaves before winter came in all her bone shilling glory.
Applejack of course had the advantage of promising the Crusaders first jump in the leaf pile if they helped her clean the leaves off the trees. Rarity chuckled at the idea, reminding herself to use a similar strategy to convince Sweetie Belle to clean her room.
Of course the invitation for leaf pile jumping was open to all of Applejack's close friends and of course her girlfriend. Looking left and right to convince herself that there for sure was no one around to see her, Rarity began to decide which of the piles was most perfect for jumping in.
As she stood, a finger upon her chin in silent contemplation, she didn't notice the rustling behind her. With a roar Applejack exploded out of the leaf pile, causing Rarity to shriek. Fast as lighting Applejack had scooped Rarity into her arms, bridal style and rushed the still screaming seamstress towards the largest pile she could see.
Rarity felt a dulled impact and then suddenly there were leaves everywhere raining down on her and a cackling Applejack as they lay in a pile taller than the barn. Rarity was still in Applejack arms, tightly and safely pressed against her. The seamstress feigned anger, which only made Applejack laugh harder.
"I'm going to kill you if this dress is ruined." Rarity deadpanned, pulling leaves out of her hair.
"I don't think you will, sugarcube," Applejack laughed, standing slowly and carrying her out of the pile.
"I think you'll kiss me," Applejack suggested, a toothy grin upon her lips.
Rarity finally laughed and obliged Applejack, the two of them sharing a long breathless kiss. When they finally pulled away for air both their cheeks were red and warm.
"Hey, Rares,"
"Yes?" Rarity replied, stupified.
"Let's go again!" Applejack shouted.
"Don't you dare!" Rarity screeched futilely as Applejack took off like a shot.
Next prompt: Acrobatics.