//------------------------------// // Revelations // Story: From This Moment // by knightcommander //------------------------------// Chapter 2: Revelations The sun was finally starting to set, which meant that the work became much easier for Applejack and her family as they worked to harvest a crop of Galas that they had been gifted with. Which, as it turned out, was a double mercy, since the well was starting to run low. Hopefully, a scheduled rain shower would come to fill it soon, was the orange farm mare's thoughts as she dragged what seemed like the thousandth bushel to the barn. After huffing and puffing, she wiped the sweat and accumulated dust from her head and sat down on a nearby haystack to rest and catch her breath before the bringing the last few in. Thankfully, it was almost over, just in time for... "Applejack!" A cheery voice sounded over the way. Ignoring her stiff muscles, she forced herself up and down the path toward the front gate of the family’s property to be greeted by two familiar faces. “Howdy Pinkie, Rarity,” She said. “What brings y’all out ‘ere?” She asked. It was then that she noticed Pinkie was sporting her classic “I just learned something fun” grin, one that was familiar to them by this point. Either she was planning a huge party, or she had just gotten some fantastic news. Applejack chuckled “Say Pinkie, you look like you won the lottery and got an invitation to the Griffon King’s birthday party at the same time. There something I should know?” Pinkie started to giggle uncontrollably and bounce at what seemed like the speed of light. Rarity giggled and rolled her eyes at the pink party mare’s antics. “Actually, we did just learn something fantastic.” She said, with an excited giggle of her own. Applejack forgot all about her tired stiffness and desire for a nap that would make Rainbow green with envy, and started to form a grin of her own. “Well landsakes y’all! What is it?” She asked eagerly. Rarity took a look at Pinkie. “Do you want to tell her the happy news?” She asked. “I’m sure she’s anxious to hear about how she may be gaining a new family member.” Applejack was very intrigued now. What were they talking about? Was one of her relatives having a baby? Surely they would have told her first, and she wasn’t that hard to get a hold of. “Nope, you go ahead. You’re the one who’s a big fan of those romance novels with the buff stallions…” She suddenly had a hoof shoved in her mouth. “OK, zif if fegging annoying.” She mumbled. Rarity just blushed and giggled. “Ignore that. Anyway… well, we both learned something from Twilight that you would be very interesting. I just hope that you’re not offended or upset…” She trailed off. “Now why in Equestria would I be offended at happy news, sugarcube?” Applejack asked, incredulous. “Shoot, go ahead and tell me. No happy news can upset me.” “Alright.” Rarity took a deep breath. “It seems that our dear friend Twilight Sparkle has… has a crush on your cousin, Caramel.” Applejack’s mouth drooped open, and she just stared at them. Both Pinkie and Rarity were suddenly taken aback. They all knew that Applejack was protective of her family, but could she be upset that Twilight had taken an interest in Caramel? Both of them braced themselves for what was to come. They half expected Applejack to say something in shock, maybe get upset or angry. Perhaps lash out at Twilight for getting too close to a family member. She just sat there with her mouth open for what seemed like an eternity. “Um, Applejack dear?” Rarity asked timidly. “Are you alright? We haven’t upset you, have we?” “Yeah, I mean it’s not like she’s stalking him and sending him weird messages and stuff saying that she wants to do creepy things to him, and saying she’ll turn any other girl who talks to him into some kind of genetic mutant friggin’ frankenstein because they messed with her man before going right back to saying the creepy stuff.” Pinkie interjected, earning her a “what are you talking about you’re weird” expression from Rarity. Finally, the silence was broken when Applejack suddenly closed her mouth… then “What the hay!? I gotta… this is huge… this is bigger than cider season! Why didn’t ya’ll tell me sooner!? I’m always the last know! BIG MAC, CALL THE WHOLE FAMILY!!! WE GOT OURSELVES A DOOZY TO REPORT!!!” She started to frantically race back and forth screaming for her relatives while the other two flabbergasted mares started to panic. “Applejack darling, calm down!” Rarity cried. “Yeah, you’re acting like The Trotting Dead has been cancelled and there’s a tornado coming all at the same time!” Pinkie shouted. “And there’s a witch in that tornado too!” She started to chase after her friend trying to tackle her to stop her while Rarity manned the fence to try to and convince any relatives it wasn’t an emergency. “Applejack, HOLD STILL!” She finally managed to get a hold of her, clamping her forelegs around her midsection only for the farm pony to break free and turn around, laughing her characteristic uproarious belly laugh. Rarity cocked her head, her mouth hanging open in confusion. “Okay, there’s two things I’m wondering. One; Pinkie Pie, how can you watch that awful show? And two; what is going on here, Applejack? How is any of this funny?” She asked. Then the realization hit her, and to say she wasn’t amused would be putting it lightly, as the sudden angry scowl that crossed against her face told. “You were having fun at our expense, weren’t you?” Applejack stopped laughing, mostly because her sides were starting to hurt, and wiped a tear from her eye before answering. “And ya’ll fell for it. Hook, line and sinker. Hoo-whee!” She said with another laugh. “Aww, does this mean we’re not playing chase anymore?” Pinkie asked, pouting. The two other mares rolled their eyes. “But does this mean that you…” Rarity asked. “You know, with Caramel.” Applejack was always amazed at how she sought to show tact even when it wasn’t really warranted. “Oh, that? I knew that.” She said. To say that her friends were surprised was an understatement. Both of their expressions suddenly dropped, their mouths threatening to start scraping the ground and their pupils shrinking so much that it seemed that light would be stopped from ever reaching the back of their eyes. “B-b-but we just learned today! How can you know?” Rarity asked, her voice shrunken to a whisper in her shock. Applejack just gave a hearty laugh and beckoned them to walk with her to the barn. “I actually figured it out a while ago. I was wondering when she was going to admit it to someone. It was written on her face so much she might as well have tattooed on her forehead in neon ink.” She led them into the barn and tossed them free apples. “It’s actually a long story. It all started, say, about six weeks ago. Twilight came to visit to show something off.” She looked out the window at her siblings working the trees while she reminisced. *** Applejack put the last finishing touches on the brand new cider dispenser rig she had built for that year’s cider season, polishing the spigot until it shined and checking to make sure the tap was ready to receive a barrel of the Apple’s famous cider. She was just about to head back to the barn for some paint when she spotted a familiar purple mare coming up the road to the front gate. Smiling, she trotted over to greet Twilight. “Howdy, Twilight!” She greeted happily as her friend raced over, obviously excited about something. “Well shoot, you look more excited than Granny Smith on Bingo Night. What’s up?” Twilight giggled and shook her head, giving Applejack a look at what she was so happy about; her mane had been tied back so that it hung back behind her head, like she had sprouted a second tail. Applejack was intrigued. “Do you like? Rarity did it for me. She calls it a ‘ponytail’.” A fitting name, Applejack thought. “She says it’s all the rage in Canterlot and she wanted to try it out, and she roped me into trying too.” Applejack beamed. “Looks great on ya, sugarcube.” She said. Then she remembered something. “Say, that reminds me, Caramel was looking for ya, said he had something to show ya. Why don’t ya show him your new look?” To her surprise… Twilight’s cheeks suddenly turned pink. “C-Caramel was asking about me?” She took her ponytail in her hooves and started to stroke it, her face getting redder. “Do you think he’ll like it? I mean, I’m sure he will, he’s such a sweetheart like that, but do you think it might be too much? Oh I hope he doesn’t…” She was stopped when Applejack put her hoof on her shoulder. “Sugarcube, it’s fine, you look great, and you’re right, he will love it.” Twilight sighed with content and smiled. “Yeah, you’re right. I really shouldn’t worry. Do you know where he’ll be?” Applejack nodded. “He’s in his shop. Said what he wanted to show you something he had over there.” Twilight thanked her before galloping off, leaving a cloud of red dust in her wake. Applejack could have sworn she heard an excited chortle coming from her friend’s mouth. It took a few minutes for it to fully register, but she felt a smile begin to creep over her face when she realized what she had just witnessed. The blush, the tugging at her mane, all of them were classic signs… ones she had learn to understand the meaning of very well. It started with a light chortle. Then, it rose to a chuckle, and soon she found herself laughing with unbridled joy as she walked back to the barn, her heart soaring at what she had just come to realize. Twilight Sparkle was in love with her cousin. *** “Awwwwwww!” Applejack winced when a sudden loud chortle echoed in her ears. She turned to see her friends beaming, Rarity sporting a lovey-dovey face that she had seen countless times. “As if I needed any further confirmation.” She said dreamily. Applejack chuckled. “But yeah, it was about as obvious as a worm in an apple. I’d have to be blind not to have noticed it.” She beamed. “You seem quite pleased.” Rarity said. “How could I not be? My best friend and my cousin, possibly gettin’ together, gettin’ hitched and becoming a part of my family? What’s not to be excited about?” She started, of all things, wagging her tail like Winona at suppertime. “Wait, does anyone else know?” “Not that I know of.” Rarity. “Except for Rainbow Dash.” “Let’s hope she doesn’t decide it’s ‘awesome’ and start blabbin’ it all over town.” Applejack said. “I don’t want poor Mel to be embarrassed. “I’ll make sure she doesn’t, darling.” Rarity said. “In the meantime, perhaps a celebratory drink?” “Ooh ooh ooh! How about some sarsaparilla! Or ginger ale! Or that weird tasting stuff that makes your mouth tingle! Or maybe some of your famous cider!” Rarity shoved her hoof into her mouth to make her stop. “How about some fresh squeezed apple juice? It’s nice and cold.” Applejack suggested. Everyone else was in agreement as they trotted inside, laughing happily at the good news. *** “Hey, watch it!” A pegasus stallion shouted as Rainbow blazed past him. “Sorry!” She called back, not even bothering to look back as she blasted through the skies over the market and out of town before reaching the edge of the forest, soon spotting the familiar, fantasy-novel looking cottage that was the residence of her timid pegasus friend, Fluttershy. She skidded to a halt in front of the door and rapped three times. “Oh, coming!” Fluttershy’s timid voice sounded from inside. She soon emerged, her straightened mane betraying the fact that she had just gotten out of the bathtub. “Oops, hehe. Didn’t mean to interrupt your bath.” Rainbow said, embarrassed at catching her at a bad time. “Oh no, it’s OK. Why don’t you come inside?” She said. “I’ll be right back with some tea.” Rainbow did so, being greeted by Angel Bunny, who looked rather irritated. “What’s with him?” She asked. “Oh, he’s a bit sore that I asked him to help clean the chicken coop. I don’t really blame him, it is rather stinky in there. And falling into a nest of rotten eggs probably didn’t help. I didn’t think eggs could rot that fast.” Fluttershy said. Rainbow’s nose instinctively wrinkled at the thought of it before taking a seat on the sofa and waiting for Fluttershy to finish freshening up and get them tea. The wait wasn’t long before Fluttershy soon returned with her mane dried and two steaming cups of peppermint tea. Rainbow took a sip and savored the taste. Fluttershy always made hers from fresh mint leaves, and it somehow managed to turn her into a regular mint tea drinker despite herself. “Great, as always.” She said. Fluttershy smiled. “So, what brings you here?” She asked. “I figured you’d be taking a nap after work.” “I was, but then I got woken up by a very angry Twilight yelling at Hyacinth.” Rainbow said. "Oh dear, what did he do to her? He didn’t say anything about her and her brother again, did he?” She asked, suddenly cross when she remembered the last time he had gotten loaded down with cheap whiskey and started running his mouth. “No, it wasn’t what he did to her, it was what he did to Caramel.” Fluttershy cocked her head. “Applejack’s cousin? What happened?” She asked. “First things first, there’s something I have to tell you.” Rainbow said. Fluttershy leaned in, suddenly curious. “It kinda ties back into Twilight going off on Hyacinth. You see… she… kinda has the hots for him.” Fluttershy’s eyes went wider. “She does?” She asked. Rainbow nodded. Fluttershy got a look of realization. “So that’s why she’s been acting so oddly lately.” “Wait, what are you talking about?” Rainbow asked. “It was a couple days ago, when I asked her to help out with some yard work around the cottage. We had that rogue storm come through and make such a mess of things.” She gazed into her tea as she started to reminisce. *** “Okay, everyone! One, two, three!” Fluttershy, assisted by some of her beaver friends, shoved the last log into place in the rebuilt beaver dam. The entire thing had been washed away by that week’s rogue thunderstorm’s heavy rains, but with a little bit of elbow grease they had finally gotten it back together. The beavers, excited to have their home back, started to do a little happy dance around the riverbank, while Fluttershy giggled at their antics. Nothing made her happier than when her animal friends were happy. “Good work, everyone! We did it!” She cheered. “I think you all earned a nice lunch, what do you say?” The beavers cheered happily at the suggestion. Fluttershy smiled. “I’ll be right back.” A quick flap of her wings carried her back to the cottage. She stopped to take a sniff at some newly bloomed roses when she heard something in the direction of the backyard pens. It sounded like… Twilight was singing. “Oooh.” Fluttershy said. “I keep forgetting how lovely her singing voice is.” She trotted over behind the cottage to see her friend dancing around with a rake while cleaning up storm debris, singing without a care in the world. Fluttershy listened with a smile on her face as Twilight twirled and moved as she sang. She started to bob her head along with the tune, until Twilight finally caught on to the fact that she was watching her… which involved said unicorn tripping over a root and crashing into the ground in front of her. “Oh dear, are you alright, Twilight?” She asked. Twilight smiled sheepishly, and Fluttershy could swear that she heard a dog-like noise as she did so. “Oh, ehehehe, I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there.” She said apologetically. Fluttershy helped her up. “Wait… how long were you standing there?” “Long enough to hear you singing.” Fluttershy said. “Has anypony told you that you have a lovely singing voice?” Twilight’s face suddenly turned red as a beet. “So… you saw that?” She asked. Fluttershy nodded. “Oh yes.” She replied. “I thought it was lovely. Though I’m curious as to why you would choose a love song?” “Um… uh, I… uh…. I mean….. Oh look, a blue jay!” She said, pointing at a nearby tree. “Oh, really? Is it Sally May?” She asked, looking in the direction she pointed, only to see that the tree was completely empty except for a pair of orioles that appeared to be in an argument over one of the orange slices she left out for them earlier that day. “Oh, please stop you two, it’s a big orange slice and you can share!” She called out to them, before remembering what she had been doing before and turned back to her friend. Twilight, however, was long gone, only a bit of dust marking the spot where she had been. Fluttershy was now thoroughly confused. Why was Twilight suddenly running off? Why was she so embarrassed? And more importantly, why was she singing a love song? Fluttershy pondered for a moment, and then a thought began to form in her mind. The love song, the blushing, her sudden seeming ability to walk on air with happiness. Could it be? *** “I admit I had my suspicions, but I never did quite put it together. Well, not until you told me anyway.” Fluttershy said. By now, she was wearing an enormous grin on her face. “Is it true?” Rainbow nodded, her face split by an equally large smile. “Yeah, heard it straight from the egghead’s mouth.” She said. Both ponies then found themselves in a squeeing and giggling fit over the news. “Oooh, but does Caramel know? We both know about his… history.” Fluttershy said. “Especially with you-know-who. How do you think he’ll handle it? Oh, I hope nothing goes wrong there.” “Yeah, but that was years ago. He’s better now, just ask Applejack.” Rainbow explained. “That chick is in the past, and so is…. That.” Fluttershy nodded. Rainbow was right, and this was happy news indeed. She couldn’t think of anyone better for Twilight than Caramel. He was one of the kindest ponies anyone could meet, and pretty handsome to boot. The thought of Twilight and them happy together filled her own heart with joy. She just hoped that everything would go smoothly. *** “Ugh, you’d think she’d remember to check for these.” Spike said as he held up a humongous dust bunny that he pulled out from under Twilight’s bed. “There must be month worth of this crud under here.” He grumbled as he began to scrape the dust bunnies out from under the bed and deposit them in a nearby trash can. “Spike?” Twilight called from downstairs. Spike picked the rest of the dust up and brought the trash downstairs for disposal, where he found Twilight sitting in front of a fire, sipping some of her favorite herbal tea. “What’s up?” He asked. “You don’t usually make the chamomile and peppermint blend unless you’re thinking about something.” Twilight giggled. “You know me too well.” She said. “It’s about what happened earlier today.” “Don’t worry, you already apologized like a hundred times for freaking me out. It’s fine.” He said. “Though you could have told me about the mutant dust bunnies that showed up under your bed.” He groused. She laughed. “Actually, I was talking about with the girls, about how I… you know.” She said. “Actually, I don’t.” He said. “The only thing I remember is you about ripping the door off the hinges and then storming in looking like you were about ready to fry somebody. What do you mean?” He asked. “I never told you what happened today?” She asked. “No, and I didn’t find out because I lost my favorite glass that I use to listen in on you.” He said, putting a claw to her lips before she could scold him. She sighed a bit, and then showed him the book she had shown the others. Spike’s eyes went wide when he read the note. “So… you’re finally gonna do it?” He asked. She nodded. “Yes… it’s time I told him the truth. I just hope I’m doing the right thing.” Spike smiled slyly. “I seem to remember something like this happening a while ago. I think it was… four months or so after Winter-Wrap Up? Summer was just starting I think.” He said. “A certain purple unicorn was wondering about how she felt about a certain golden earth pony?” “You still remember that?” Twilight asked. Spike nodded. “Like the last ripe sapphire I ate, which by the way was delicious.” He said with a smirk. Twilight giggled as he launched into his reminiscing. *** “There, that should do it.” Spike said to himself, as he plucked the last rose he could find in the little garden outside Golden Oaks Library and placed it in a vase with water. “I hope Rarity likes this bouquet. I sure worked for it. Stupid thorns.” He looked at his right claw, which was by now covered in prick marks from the offending sharp protuberances. Seriously, pins in his back didn’t hurt, but thorns in his hand did? It didn’t make any sense. Oh well, it wasn’t important. Besides, any little pain suffered for her was well worth it. Spike gathered up the vase and scampered out in front where Twilight was planting some fresh impatiens. Spike was about to wave to her when he spotted another pony coming up the way toward the library. “Oh, hey Caramel!” He called, recognizing the familiar earth pony. “Howdy, Spike!” He called back. “How’s it going?” He asked, smirking when he spotted the roses. “Got a little something for your lady love?” He asked. Spike blushed. “Hehe, yeah.” Spike replied. “They look alright? I’ve never put one together from scratch before.” “They’re perfect, little mate.” Caramel said. “Is Twilight around? I’ve got some fresh apples from the farm for her.” “Oh yeah, she’s just replanting.” He said. He then whistled for his friend to come over. "Yes?” Twilight asked, trotting over from her work, a wide-brimmed gardner’s hat perched on her head. Spike pointed Caramel out. “Mel decided to drop by.” He said. The earth pony stallion flashed a pearly smile at her. And then Spike noticed something really strange. Twilight’s cheeks suddenly grew as pink as the streak in her mane. Her eyes began to sparkle, and her mouth melted into the dopiest grin he had ever seen on a pony’s face. “Oh, aye-uh hehehehe… hi Caramel. Uh, what brings you around here?” She asked, trying and failing to hide the silly look on her face. Caramel apparently didn’t notice, but Spike sure did. And it was taking every ounce of his strength not to start laughing. “Well, AJ just got a big crop of these here Mcintoshes in, and she asked me if I could bring some by. They’re great for caramel apples. Hey, kinda like me.” He joked. Twilight started laughing uproariously, rolling around on the ground in a way that Princess Luna would probably call “most undignified”. Spike’s sides were hurting trying to hold the laughter in. Caramel just smirked at the goofy display in front of him. “Gee, I didn’t think it was that funny.” He said. “That was hilarious!” Twilight said. “Aaahhh, I needed a good laugh. Gardening is harder than it looks.” “I hear ya there.” Caramel replied. “Well, I’d stick around and chat, but I have to get back to the shop. Hyacinth broke some of his gardening tools again and if I’m late he’ll throw a fit and a half. But before I go, AJ also told me she was putting things together for Granny Smith’s birthday party. Picture about twenty oldsters knitting for hours and you got it. She was wondering if some of her friends wouldn’t mind signing a card for her. You guys are practically family, she says.” He pulled out a pad and fountain pen. “Mind if I put you down? She’s bringing the card around later.” “Oh, sure!” Twilight cheered. “I’d love to be added to your lips.” Both Spike and Caramel gave her funny looks. “Uh, what?” Spike asked. Twilight suddenly turned beet red and covered her mouth with her hooves. “Uh, I just remembered, I left the stove on the tea. I have to go! Bye, and sure, you can add me!” She galloped off, leaving the two males absolutely confounded. “So, I’ll take that as a yes?” Caramel asked Spike. Spike nodded. “Yeah, sure.” He replied. “Uh, nice talking to you?” “Likewise, buddy.” Caramel replied. “I’d better get going. Take care.” “You too.” Spike said. When the yellow earth pony was out of sight, he made a beeline straight for the library. Fortunately for him, Twilight had left the door open and he didn’t have to worry about reaching the handle. “Twilight!” He called out. “Are you in here?” “Uh, I’m busy!” The lavender unicorn answered back. Spike scanned the library floor until he spotted a large lump hiding under the covers in Twilight’s loft. He smirked. “You know I can see you, right?” He said. Twilight’s head partially poked out from her “hiding” spot. Her face could have been mistaken from some kind of oversized strawberry at this point, if it weren’t for the purple mane and eyes that stared back at him. Spike rolled a ladder over and climbed up. “So, uh, what happened back there?” He asked. Twilight shook her head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” She said. Spike raised an eyebrow. Twilight knew there was no use lying about it. She sighed. “Oh, Spike. I’m so embarrassed. I can’t believe I did that!” She whined. “The little word slip or the giggling like a schoolfilly when he came up?” He asked. “Both! Ugh! What’s happening to me!?” She cried. Spike was taken aback. He had seen her embarrassed before, but this was a new one for her. All this over a silly little word slip? Unless…. “Uh, Twilight… do you… like Caramel?” He asked. Twilight vigorously shook her head. “No!” She insisted. “I mean, yes, he’s my friend, but not what you’re implying!” Spike wasn’t convinced. “So, why did you blush and start talking funny when he came up? And why did you laugh so much at his joke? I mean, it wasn’t really that funny.” Twilight growled. “It was too funny!” She groused. Spike was taken aback, surprised at the sudden increase in her volume, causing her to ram her hoof into her mouth. “You didn’t answer my question though.” Spike said. “I admit I’m not all that experienced in this, but it sure sounds like you have a crush on him. You acted just like I do when I’m around Rarity, minus that whole floating in the air thing. I still can’t figure that one out.” “That’s impossible.” Twilight insisted. “And why is that?” He asked, leaning in close. “Again, think about me and Rarity. You see how I am with her. Why wouldn’t that be possible with you?” “Because these feelings… it’s too soon.” She said. “It’s not possible for someone to fall in love at first sight. Relationships take a long time to develop.” She started to pace back and forth on her mattress, gesticulating wildly as she did so. “I read just about every book that’s ever been written on the subject of relationships, and all of them say love at first sight is a myth belonging to romance movies and cheesy novels, the kind that Rarity likes!” Spike was wondering if she would start flying by how fast she was waving her legs. He finally managed to catch them and stop them from flying off her body. “But it has to start somewhere, right?” He said. He thought for a moment. What could he say to her to help her feel better about this? Suddenly, it came to him. "Hey, remember a while ago when we were looking up how buildings are made?" He asked. Twilight looked at him curiously. “I think so.” She said. “But what does that have to do with any of this?” Spike smiled. “Glad you asked." He said. “A building can’t stay standing if it doesn’t have a foundation, and if you want that, you have to mix the cement first.” He took her hoof and gave it a comforting squeeze. “I guess relationships are the same way. You have to build on something, but you need all the materials first before you can even think about building.” He smiled at her. Twilight was silent in thought for a few moments. She wanted to object, but the more she thought about it… the more it made sense. Yes, it did make sense. She returned his smile. “Wow, Spike. That was really wise.” She said. “You sure you’re really a baby dragon?” She quipped. “Hey, I try.” He said. “But seriously, I think it’s fantastic. You’re a great mare and you’d make Caramel really happy. And I’m willing to bet every gem and bit I have on that… which isn’t much to be honest, but whatever.” Twilight giggled. “Thanks, Spike.” She said, nuzzling him. “That’s what I’m here for sister.” He replied, giving her a big hug. *** “I should probably thank you again for that.” Twilight said, giving him a nuzzle on the cheek. “If it wasn’t for your advice, I might not have found the courage to start pursuing him.” “Though the book thing kinda sounds like a marriage proposal.” He said. “Don’t you need a ring for that? Or do mares give stallions something else. Eh, I guess it doesn't make a difference.” Twilight rolled her eyes. “I just want it to be perfect.” She said. He smiled. “I bet he’d like anything you did.” He said. “And not just because he’s easy to please, but because you’re just that awesome.” He flashed her a thumbs up sign. Twilight blushed. “Oh, you flatterer! I’m surprised Rarity hasn’t started flirting with you, Cassanova.” Both shared a hearty chuckle. “Maybe, someday.” He said. “Who knows how the winds of fortune will blow.”