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// Save the Last Dance For Me (Flarity, Romance) 
// Story: Bombastic Bookpony's Bazaar of Oneshots 
// by Bombastic Bookpony 
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        Fluttershy wasn’t a jealous pony, usually. She was kind and loved pony and animalkind with all her heart. And she trusted Rarity, she really really did! But she had to admit that seeing all those fancy on the outside and not-so-fancy on the inside mares and stallions, flirting with her mare, dancing with her mare, made her want to squeeze their little throats or buck em in the teeth or-or sic Angel on them! Ooooh, sorry, sorry. That was way too far and out of line. Fluttershy knew, in her brain, that Rarity would never ever cheat on her, or dance romantically instead of platonically with Fancy Pants, or break up with her at the dance so she, Fancy Pants, and Fleur could run off together and live on a remote island with bunch of cute crabs and monkeys and other such animals … Where was she? Oh, yes. She knew in her head that Rare would never do any of that. But in her heart? A fire was brewing, and only grew as yet another drunken stallion went after her mare.

        “‘Ello, my dear!” the stallion said roughly, his movements loose. “May I have a dance with such a smokin’ lady?”

        “Oh, no, sorry. I’m rather tired, and I do have somepony I’m going to see.” Rarity looked at Fluttershy, and as their eyes met Fluttershy smiled. She hasn’t forgotten about me!

        The stallion wasn’t taking no for an answer. “Oh, c’mon! Every other lad here got a dance!”

        “I’m sorry, but I said no!”

        “C’mooooon,” he leered. “Don’t you wanna move that flank?”

        Fluttershy could take no more. Rarity didn’t want to dance, she wanted to talk with her marefriend! No more stallions were taking her mare away from her! Plus, this would be chivalrous, and Rarity loved chivalry! When you(or a friend) says no, make the other pony go! She trotted up to Rarity and the stallion, and channelled all her assertiveness. “Excuse me?” she began, causing Rarity’s eyes to light up in appreciation. 

        The stallion turned. “Yeah?”

        “She said no!” Her eyes met with his, daring him to make another move.

        “Fine, fine. I’ll lay off your marefriend, geez. Just havin’ a bit of fun!” He withdrew, leaving him alone. Marefriend? How did he know?

        Rarity, flustered, leapt in to soothe Fluttershy. “I’m sure he doesn’t really know about us, dearie! He’s simply a rude drunk!”

        Before, Fluttershy didn’t want to let anypony else know about their relationship outside their friends. There’d be paparazzi, attention thrust onto the marefriend of the great fashion star Rarity. But now? She turned to her marefriend, and said, “What if I want him to know? What if I want everypony to know?”

        “Fluttershy, it’s totally fine! I understand-”

        She shook her head. “No, Rarity. Seeing all those stallions and mares flirt with you because they didn’t know you were mine- I mean, not mine, you’re your own mare, obviously, you’re just my marefriend.” Rarity only smiled at her marefriend’s adorable quirk. “But I want ponies to know that I have the most beautiful, generous, gorgeous, greatest pony ever! I can take the photos and attention and paparazzi if it means you know how much I-I love you.”

        “Oh, Fluttershy …” she said with tears forming.

        She smiled. “May I have this dance?” A nod, and they were off. It was not a fast song, not one that would normally drain their energy, nor transmit their passion for each other. But anypony observing could see the looks into each other’s eyes and see the perfect synchronization of steps, the other always certain what the other pony would do. They could see the pegasus laying her head onto the unicorn’s shoulder, looking as though she was safe from the worst monsters from Tartarus, and they could feel the very aura of these two ponies’ love go through the whole ball. And they would know, that these ponies were deeply, irrevocably in love.