//------------------------------// // Rarity's Fairytales (Romance/Comedy One-shot) // Story: The Seamstress and The Librarian // by Monochromatic //------------------------------// Prompt word: Prince Genre: Romance, comedy, sappyness? Twilight had noticed that, whenever Rarity made up a fairytale for Sweetie Belle, the ending would change drastically depending on recent events in the unicorn’s life. More often than not, they ended with the beautiful heroine (who just happened to have a white coat and a magenta mane) living happily ever after with the dashing, handsome prince. Some other times, the story ended quite differently. The day after the infamous disastrous evening at The Grand Galloping Gala for example; Twilight had been invited over to Carousel Boutique for a cup of tea and found she had a hard time not laughing at the ending of that week’s fairytale. “— and so, the beautiful mare shot down the diabolical prince — who wasn’t even remotely as handsome as she had been told — and saved the kingdom without the need of any bratty snob who had his ego shoved so far up—” “Rarity! Can I have more tea, please?” One might wonder why Twilight had been listening to so many of her friend’s stories, but truth be told, Rarity’s tea-time invitations had increased as of late. Not that Twilight minded, of course, seeing as she was enjoying Rarity’s company more and more with each visit. “And then what happened?” Sweetie Belle asked, nodding along to that day’s story. Twilight listened along with interest, idly stirring her still full — and cold — cup of tea. Rarity had been weaving together a quite fantastical tale where Rarity… err, the heroine had befriended a “dazzlingly beautiful princess” from a far-off land in order to defeat a terrible villain. To be honest, and for a reason she wasn’t ready to admit, the alicorn had started feeling a tinge of jealousy whenever Rarity — err, the heroine — always ended up in the forelegs of the dashing and handsome prince. “And so, now that she and the princess had bested that dastardly monster, Ra—Gemstone was aghast upon realizing they would have to part ways,” Rarity rambled on, caught up in the suspense of her own story. “All the times they had spent together, the challenges they had overcome, the villains they had defeated; those events had bonded them together, and it was only in that moment, when it was far too late—” She paused for dramatic effect, relishing the silence as her sister impatiently waited for the revelation (and unaware of Twilight’s intense stare) “— that Gemstone realized she had fallen for the princess!” “But it could never be!” she continued, putting her hoof dramatically over her chest. “The princess was needed in her kingdom! She was the star pupil of King Solaris—” Twilight furrowed her brow, her heart hammering in her chest. That sounded familiar. “—She was the most talented magic alchemist in the land; and she was so unabashedly unaware of Gemstone’s feelings. Whyever would Princess Twi—iiiinkle? Yes, why would Princess Twinkle fall for Gemstone?” “Gemstone fell in love with a princess? That’s never happened in your stories before!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed, clearly delighted at the twist. She tapped her hooves impatiently against the table and questioned: “And did Princess… Twinkle? like her back? Did she?” She suddenly paused and her face turned into one of horror. “Oh no, are they gonna kiss?! Ewwwww, she’s gonna get cooties!” If Twilight hadn’t been completely and utterly concentrated on Rarity, trying to bite down an excited grin, she would have explained to Sweetie Belle that “cooties” were not an actual illness. “Kiss the princess?” Rarity asked, having been pulled out of her fantasy world. “I…” Rarity glanced over at Twilight and stared at her for a moment, almost as if picturing the kiss, before quickly turning back to her sister, her cheeks a noticeable shade of pink. “I, err, I suppose you shall have to find that out in… next week’s story! Oh dear, you’ve almost finished your tea!” she stammered, levitating the still full cups in the air and trotting over to the stove, very obviously avoiding eye-contact with Twilight. "Next week?" Sweetie put her chin in between her hooves, ears dropping slightly. “Aww...” “It’s okay, Sweetie Belle. I know how the story ends,” Twilight announced, folding her forehooves over the kitchen table and smiling at both the filly’s excited expression and Rarity’s sudden silence. A blush crept its way unto her cheeks, but she continued nonetheless. “Princess Twinkle, who had witnessed the kindness and generosity of Gemstone, revealed that she had also fallen in love with Gemstone. And then, now that they knew eachother's feelings, they shared the longest,”— she leaned in closer —“most passionate kiss in the history of recorded kisses.” She then leaned back, a pink tint on her cheeks and smug smile on her lips, unable to make up her mind on what was better: the completely disgusted “Ewww!” from Sweetie Belle, or the sound of Rarity cursing under her breath at having dropped a teacup to the floor.