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// Dinner Party 
// Story: Not another One-Shot-Ober 
// by Admiral Biscuit 
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Dinner Party
Admiral Biscuit

“And for you?”

“I'll have the crab, thank you.”  Rarity folded her menu and neatly passed it to the waiter, only then noticing the look on her dining companion's faces.

“Crab?”

“I will have you know that the crab here is excellent.”

“Yes, but. . . . “ Twilight wrinkled her brow.  “Ponies are—“

“Vegetarian!” Pinkie finished.  “I said that in a song once.”

Rainbow blushed slightly.  “Pegasi eat fish, sometimes.  It's a high-protien, high-density food.”

“My mother and father insisted that I have a diverse education, and that included diversity in diet.”  Rarity tossed her head back.  “As I am sure you are well aware, seafood is a component of many culture's cuisine, and I am simply respecting that.  I will discuss this no further.”  She raised her glass of white wine to her lips and took a dainty sip, while her five dinner companions shrugged.


TEN YEARS EARLIER


Rarity stood on the beach, her cold blue eyes locked on the ocean and the giant carapace which was slowly emerging from the deep.  She held her ground as the two great claws cleared the tops of the surf, clicking together menacingly in the open air.

All around her, she could hear ponies screaming, beachgoers fleeing for their lives, but she would not flee.  These were her sworn enemy, after all.  

It snapped towards her, and she darted off to the side, narrowly avoiding its claw, and then she answered with her sword, even as she was curving a spear towards it with her field.


THE PRESENT


“Are you okay?”

“Hmm, oh yes, darling.  I just got lost there in an old memory for a moment.”  She picked up her fork and took a small piece of crab on the tines, bringing it to her mouth and chewing thoughtfully.

“What does it taste like?” Twilight asked.

Rarity blotted her lips with her napkin before answering.  “Victory.”