• Published 24th Nov 2013
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Of Apples and Marshmallows - Twilight-the-Pony

A collection of stories, written for RariJack prompt thread

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“So; this is it, isn’t it, Applejack?” Rarity spoke with a weaver in her voice, turning her head away from the orange pony. “Just like that.”

“Oh, c’mon, Rares. Don’t be like this.”

Rarity snorted, turning her head back to Applejack. “You took everything I had, Applejack. All my money. Everything. I even had to sell Carousel Boutique just to pay off my debt. How do you think I should feel? Happy?”

“But I had no choice, Rarity. I—”

“You had no choice? You had no choice. None. You could look away here and there, you know.”

“But I—”

“I thought you loved me, Applejack,” Rarity pouted. “I thought we were friends. Don’t you care about me?”

Applejack blinked. “Rarity...”

“And now you’re just taking away everything I ever had. How can you be so cruel? Of all the ponies... If I knew that you’re so cruel, I’d never, ever marry you. What did I do to deserve this?”


“It’s like I don’t even know who you are anymore... Where is the adorable, loving mare I’ve—”


“W-what?” startled Rarity looked at Applejack in confusion.

“Are you done yet?” Applejack asked in a deadpanned voice.

“Hrmph,” Rarity snorted as she crossed her hooves and looked away from Applejack yet again. “I can’t believe that you’re even considering asking me something like that after everything you’ve done to me.”


“And furthermore, I refuse to stoop so low for the ponies that are so—”

“Ahem. I don’t know how to tell you this, Rares,” Applejack said with a faint smile on her lips. “But you’re really bad at this...”

Rarity turned her head back to Applejack, her facial expressions indicating shock. “I beg your pardon?”

“Well,” Applejack tapped her hoof onto her snout, pausing for a moment to think about what she’ll say. “Everytime we play Monopoly and you’re losing, you say the same thing... It gets a little... um...”


“Just a little.”

With a sigh, Rarity looked to the ground, deflating a little, her ears drooped.

“Ain’t gonna work, Rares.”

“Aw, ponyfeathers,” Rarity pouted. “Not even a little?”

Applejack shook her head determinately.

“Well, fine then.” Rarity lit her horn, carefully removing her wife’s hat. “You took away everything I had, and for that,” she added with a playful smile “I’m going to take your hat!”

“Hey! Give that back!”

Rarity nudged Applejack’s muzzle a little, jumping away a moment later. “You’ll have to catch me first!”

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