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// Picking up the Pieces by FlameingToast 
// Story: RariTwi Group Collab 
// by Anonymule 
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Twilight screwed up. She had fallen in love. Well, that wasn't the bad thing. The bad thing was that her love was one of her best friends.

But the real problem came with her confession. About to confess her undying love as eloquently as a master poet, Twilight proceeded to unceremoniously knock over a table with a lamp, and a vase on top of it. So, now trying to pick up the pieces, Twilight wondered if she'd have to do the same thing with her's and Rarity's friendship. Metaphorically, of course.

"Sorry...again." Twilight smiled meekly at the mare in front of her sweeping the broken glass into a dustpan with her magic.

"Oh, it's quite alright." She smiled reassuringly "You didn't mean to knock them over."

Twilight shook her head "Still, I feel like I owe you a new lamp at least."

Rarity simply waved the offer off with her hoof "Nonsense, you can just take me out for dinner tonight." she said, throwing the broken shards into a nearby garbage can. They were in a small hallway leading to Rarity's dress making room, and now with the floor clear of debris, Twilight restarted her master speech.

"You see, I came here to ask you...huh? Dinner!?" Twilight's eyes widened in surprise.

Rarity laughed "That is what I said, darling."

"B-but why dinner?" Twilight asked, regaining her composure.

"Oh, I just think it'll be a fun time for the two of us!" Rarity smiled, "But right now I must get back to my orders, see you tonight at seven." She winked, then crossed the hallway into her work room; closing the door.

Twilight looked at the closed door for about a full minute, remembering the countless hours of planning and deciding what to say. So after all the preparation...I get a date with Rarity by breaking her things. Twilight burying her face into her hooves, and groaned loudly.



Rarity chuckled once the door was closed. Really, if I hadn't said that Twilight would probably still be trying to confess to me. she shook her head. Taking out a spool of thread and other supplies she wondered when Twilight would figure out she had known Twilight like her.