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// Chapter 3, The fashionista 
// Story: out of sight, lingering in mind 
// by Julyah 
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The next was rarity.

I remember the time when we had a sleepover at twilight's library. That was before we sorted our differences. We were bother mean to each other. But, then we decided, 'hey. How about we just ignore our differences and be friends?'. I liked that idea. A lot.

I was in her boutique when it happened.

“oh, Applejack!” She was saying “im just now starting the new fahsion line, western styled! I shall call it... Out by the prarie. Can you model it for me? I would ever so like it if you did! Your perfect for it! I can tell!”

I was honored. “why, of course rarity!”

Rarity squealed and jumped around. 

“heres the first one. Tell me what you think.” She said, blue aurora surrounding an outfit that I kind of liked. She fitted it onto me. It felt really soft and warm, and i thought it looked really good on me.

“why, rarity. Im the element of honesty, and I gonna tell you no lie what it think of it.” I looked at her, just in time.

She was falling from the little caurosel she was on. I galloped over, my blood pumping, and sprang. I caught her just in the nick of time. She was already grey. It must have happened when I was saying I was the element thingy.

I rushed her to the hospital on my back. On the way, pinkie was bouncing along the road and singing, and when she saw me, she grew quiet. In a flash, she was there next to me, bending slightly, as if to say 'I can help, put half of the weight on my back.' So I slid half of rarity on my back, and together we ran to the hospital. On the way, I told her what happened and why I was dressed all fancy.

“it looks real good on you.” she said. “do you like it?”

“I think that is is the best fancyest outfit I ever did see.I love it.”

“you should tell her then!” said pinkie.

I frowned sarcastically. “now?”

Laughing, we reached the hospital. Then we grew quitet. 

As soon as we walked in, there was a ghasp, and rarity was taken off our shoulders.

She regained conciousness righ when they put her onto the hospital bed. 

She looked very weak.

Poor rarity.

Anyway, rarity woke up, and then she saw me and rememberd what she made for me.

“so -cough- applejack. How do you like -cough cough- the outfit?”

and I said, “these are the best, fanciest clothes I ever did see. I love them. I love them soo much.” tears came to my eyes.

“well, ” said rarity “you can -violent cough- keep them. Where -wheeze- im going, I.. wont -pause- be needing.. them”

and she closed her eyes.




Twilight arrived at the hospital right after rarity left. On mine, Pinkie, and Twilight's request, she was burried next to Rainbw Dash and Fluttershy. 

The miniature graveyard was beautifull this time of year; there were tiny pink flowers instead of apples. They seemed to want rarity to go off with a bang. Or maybe they wanted to honor her skills by giving tiny, pink buds.

Of course, we still had our picknicks of three.

Yet, I sometimes went there alone with the outfit, to walk along the pink buds and green leaves, a unicorn and two ceirtan pegesi lingering in mind.