RariJack - The Compilation of Prompts

by Titanium Dragon


43. Acrobatics - by The Princess Rarity (EqG)

The Princess Rarity

Acrobatics.


Applejack wouldn’t consider herself a sporty sort of gal. Sure, she enjoyed a good competition every now and then, but that was it.
Also, beating Rainbow Dash in track and field was always really fun. Aside from that, though, she didn’t really do much. Just the usual gym required for students at Canterlot High, and nothing beyond that.

However, today was the school’s annual free-for-all softball game. The entire school, students and teachers, had teamed up and had been divided into teams. Not everyone enjoyed it, but it was sort of amusing to see some students wonder how to play.

Adjusting her blue baseball cap, Applejack leaned up against the fence, let out a sigh and slid a packet of gum out of her jeans pocket, popping a piece in her mouth as she watched the game. She wouldn’t be up to bat for a while, according to the line-up list everyone had received a copy of at the beginning of the event.

Vice Principal Luna’s team was failing miserably, while Principal Celestia’s side was on a winning streak, with the score at 5 - 0.
Sadly, though, Applejack felt as if she wouldn’t be any help to the side she had been assigned to.

“Keeping your distance, I see,” a voice mused.

The comment caused Applejack’s gaze to pop up, and she slightly smiled as she saw who it belonged to. “Hey there, Rares,” she replied, giving a slight wave.

Rarity stood next to her girlfriend, looking out to the field. And she couldn’t help but smirk as she felt Applejack’s gaze staring her down.

“I, uh, guess you’re not playin’ the game,” Applejack observed.

“Well, I’m already on a team of sorts, and the principals were more than happy to have the cheer squad attend this little event,”

Rarity said breezily, as she adjusted her blue and yellow Canterlot Wondercolts cheerleading uniform. “It was more or less Pinkie’s idea, but I found it a better idea than running the bases, so I supported it.”

As she had said, across the field, over by the game - Pinkie Pie was waving her pom poms around like crazy, bouncing up and down, cheering on both teams seemingly at the same time. Meanwhile, Lyra was in the school mascot uniform - which was a blue goofy cartoon horse - dancing around like an idiot. The other cheerleaders, who were more or less a bunch of freshman or other girls who had nothing better to do with their time, just stood around, gossiping.

“Uh-huh,” Applejack muttered, as her gaze reluctantly fell down.

The small dress seemed to accent Rarity’s curves in all of the right ways. Not that Applejack expected anything less, though - her girlfriend made everyone of them by hand to fit every member. And apparently, she did more than a fine job creating her own.
“Something wrong, dear?” Rarity crooned. “You seem a bit distracted.”

...did she just bat her eyes?

Releasing a nervous cough, Applejack shook her head. “Nah, I’m fine,” she muttered. “I was just-”

“Yo! AJ! You’re up for bat!” Rainbow Dash yelled from across the field. “Quit sitting around and get over here!”

Clearing her throat, Applejack gave a small awkward smile to Rarity, and darted across the way to the diamond, fetching a bat from one of the other players. Ok. This should be easy enough. She just wouldn’t swing and go for a walk instead, that would be simple. Let the next guy try to hit a homerun. After all, being in the spotlight wasn’t her thing. She’d be fine with walking the bases and waiting for someone else to get the glory.

Pounding the bat against the home base and breathing deep, Applejack looked up to the pitcher, Spitfire, who was staring her down with an almost wicked grin. Everyone knew about the famous Fireball that Spitfire threw at the games - she even put someone in the hospital by accidentally hitting someone on the opposing team in the arm.

“Gimme yer worst!” Applejack called.

Anything to keep the crowd interested, right?

Releasing a deep breath, she kept her eyes focused on only the pitcher, awaiting the ball to fly by at an insane speed…

...but it never did. Or at least, Applejack didn’t notice it.

The sound of rustling and squeals distracted her, and she tore her gaze away from the game for only a minute. And what a sight she saw. Her jaw would’ve dropped if she didn’t have more composure, but the loud groaning of the crowd snapped her out of it.

Oh, so now the cheer squad was in full force. This whole time, they had done nothing, but now they had decided to start going wild?
Applejack had to keep her head in the game, just for one more minute.

However, what with her girlfriend at the front of the squad, doing elegant twirls and flips in that tight dress of hers…

“Strike one!”

Did Applejack swing? She didn’t even realize it.

Releasing a deep breath, she adjusted her stance and squinted. There was no way she was going to mess this up. She was a team player.

However, something in her mind itched at her - and she found herself staring again.

Did Rarity just wink at her?!

“Strike two!”

Applejack realized she must have been swinging out of frustration.

Oh, this wasn’t fair…

The crowd was on the edge of their seats, her teammates were nervous and the opposing team were all smirking, like they knew that they had it in the bag.

And something itched at Applejack’s mind - some stupid sense said she could hit it - but…

“Strike three! You’re out!”

The small crowd all groaned, and the other team smirked as they dashed over, desperate to blow the other side of the school out of the water.

With a frustrated scowl, Applejack crossed her arms as she noticed that the cheer squad had just coincidentally stopped their silly little routine. Now this was stupid. And she was so going to get Rarity now.

As the two teams took a quick break, Applejack shuffled over to the group of the girls, and raised an eyebrow.

“Nice show y’all put on,” she muttered.

Rarity smiled and stood up on her tiptoes to place a quick kiss on her girlfriend’s cheek. “I assume you know it was for you,” she whispered.

Applejack wanted to frown - really, she did…

...but all she could do was smile stupidly.


Next prompt: Singing.