And Perfect Makes Practice?
Twilight Sparkle was having a hard time processing the statement.
“You what?”
From the other side of the room, Rarity looked up from the dress she was working on and found her marefriend staring at her with bewildered eyes.
"I can't believe Rainbow Dash told you that I was nervous at the idea of asking you out."
"No, the other thing."
She blinked once, twice, thrice.
“Oh. That yes, it's true. I even remember practicing how to ask you out in front of a mirror,” she repeated with all the innocence and nonchalance and ignorance of somepony who’d clearly not registered what she’d just said.
“No, I know that’s what you said,” Twilight replied, putting her book down. Her ears lowered, not from sadness, but from sheer… confusion? Was that the word? Disbelief? What? “You practiced asking me out in front of the mirror?”
“I did!” Rarity replied, her interest piqued. She put her dress down and smiled. “Why are you so surprised?”
“I’m not!... All right, well, I am, but…” The words stumbled out, tripping like she was at this surprisingly surprising revelation. “I guess I just… I wasn’t expecting that from you.”
Rarity tilted her head. “Whyever not, darling?”
“I don’t know! It’s you.”
She laughed, and it was perfect. “What, may I ask, is that supposed to mean?”
“You know what I mean! You’re just…” She faltered, gesturing aimlessly. “Confident?”
“Darling, you say that as if you’ve never seen me be nervous before!”
“I know I have!” Twilight said, and now felt silly with the entire conversation. “I guess…” Her cheeks turned red. “It’s just weird to think you were nervous about asking me out.”
“Aaaaaah…” Rarity leaned back on her couch, a less than innocent smile on her lips. “I see.”
“What?” Twilight asked, knowing very well what that smile entailed. “What do you see?”
“Oh, nothing! Nothing at all, my dear,” Rarity continued, taking her dress and focusing her attention back on it. “Only that you must need glasses if you’ve yet to see what a catch you are, Your Highness.”
Though she rolled her eyes, Twilight couldn’t stop a smitten grin from plastering itself onto her face. The idea that Rarity had ever been nervous about her; it was certainly a heady thought.
“I am a catch,” she whispered, quite proud of herself. She turned to Rarity. “How come you never told me any of this?”
Rarity lifted her glasses over her horn and hummed, clearly deep in thought. “I was worried it might upset you.”
“Upset me?! This is the opposite of upsetting me! I’m upset you didn’t tell me this before, that’s what’s upsetting!”
“Well, now you know,” she replied. “The shocking truth that I, Rarity, was quite the nervous wreck at the idea of asking you out.” She grinned. “Are you satisfied?”
“Yes,” Twilight said, which was a lie since she then asked, “So what exactly made you nervous?”
“Twilight…” She put her glasses back on. “As much as I would love to indulge your desires to be showered with compliments, I really must finish this commission.”
“I wasn’t trying to get you to shower me with compliments!” she lied. “I was just curious!”
Rarity giggled. “I’m sure.”
“...How many times did you practice it?”
“Darling.”
“Sorry, sorry!” Twilight replied, turning back to her book which was very interesting and fascinating, thank you very much.
“You’re a very silly pony, Twilight Sparkle,” Rarity said. She glanced at Twilight for a moment and then back to her dress. “If you must know, I don’t quite remember how many times it was, but I remember it must have been several hours.” She paused. “I couldn’t afford mistakes when it came to you.”
For hours?! Twilight thought, thrilled both by the answer and the fact Rarity wasn’t seeing how awful she was at hiding her delight.
“I see,” she said after clearing her throat and regaining composure. “Thank you for telling me.”
“Any other questions?”
“No, I’m done,” she replied, focusing on her book. She was done. She was a catch, and she didn’t need Rarity to go into extreme detail about it. “I don’t need to know anything more than that.”
“All right, then.”
A few minutes passed, and Rarity spoke up.
“You know,” she continued, “I’d forgotten how nervous I was. I remember having to write down my entire speech. I even wrote four drafts of it, including an entire outline of how I was going to do it.”
“...Really? That’s interesting,” Twilight said, composed. “It might be interesting to read them sometime in the future, but I want to finish my book right now.”
“That sounds like a splendid idea, darling.”
A minute must have gone by.
“So where are they?”
“You’re not going to let me finish my dress unless I tell you, are you?”
“No.”
“Darling, I really don’t want you to be upset.”
“I won’t!” Twilight insisted. Why would she ever be upset about something like that?
Another moment passed, and finally Rarity relented.
“Alright, alright! They’re in the last drawer of my night desk, and for stars’ sake, don’t trip over yourself running to them!”
Twilight returned moments later, snuggling onto the couch and regaling herself with four hoofwritten drafts of Rarity showering her in compliments, and affection, and endless promises of making her happy until their dying days, alongside an outline detailing a dinner date in Canterlot, and a picnic by a lake and a moonlight confession and… and…
And Twilight Sparkle was upset to find she was upset.
“You were right,” she said. “I’m actually upset.”
“I did tell you, didn’t I? I knew that if I told you about any of this, you would compare it to how you confessed to me and say it would have been better if I’d confessed.”
“Of course it would have been better!” Twilight exclaimed, practically jumping off the couch. “It would have been a thousand times better than what I did!”
“I disagree completely,” Rarity replied shortly.
“You disa—Rarity. Do you remember how my confession to you went? Because I remember, and I’m starting to think you don’t remember.”
Rarity looked to her.
“Twilight Sparkle, darling, dearest, sweetheart, to my dying day I shan’t ever forget it. Us, talking by the punch bowl at the gala; me, looking beautiful as I waited for you to finish; you, being adorable as you stammered your way through asking me out; me, tearfully accepting; you, being so shocked you stumbled back onto the table and tipped the entire bowl of punch onto yourself; me, having to search the entire castle after you politely teleported away, punch bowl and all.”
“Oh,” Twilight said, curtly. “You do remember.”
“I do. You were absolutely hopeless, my darling.” She perched her glasses atop her head and fluttered her eyelashes. “And frankly, I’d never been more hopelessly in love.”
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*quietly squeeling*
*dies of cuteness overload*
One heck of a worthy RariTwi at that!
Congratulations, Mono...
You have made me a RariTwi convert.
I'm a hopeless (maybe hopeful) romantic and these two are my Krytonite.
This is the fluffiest piece of fluff ever!! It's adorable, and I love it!!!!
Twilight you're really not good at being subtle when trying to fish for compliments. That being said, your confession was hilarious.
Gold
Mono, proving again that she's the queen of RariTwi
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Spoiler that, man. It's in the 5th comment.
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Complied, though idk how far down people typically go before reading a story.
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fics like these are essentially me looking at myself and going WE'VE DONE TOO MUCH DRAMA, IT IS NOW TIME TO APPEASE THE SHIPPING GODS WITH UNRELENTING FLUFF
I laughed so hard at the end I started to tear up, it was so perfectly awkwardly adorable and I could so see it happening. So well done. Nothing like a short sweet fluffy romcom fic to lift your spirits.
Such fluff. So much precious fluff.
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Usually not very far, but yours was in reach of an accidental long scroll. And considering it's the punchline, yeah.
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And we aprove wholeheartedly
*romantic sigh*
The Shipping Gods demand more fluffy
sacrificesRariTwi storiesYour RariTwi is always so darn good...
I can see how alternatives may have been...preferable.
Omg it's so wholesome
This is fracking kyoot
Another beautifully written Rarilight fanfic written by the best author on FiMfiction. I loved it, Mono.
this is so gay 🏳️🌈
"Practice Makes Perfect" As any artist of Rarity's quality should know!
i appreciate u
"Starlight, I need you to go back in time to help me optimize my relationship with Rarity."
"For the eighth time, no!"
God, they're the cutest couple! Mono: dishin' out the daaaw's as always! Thank you!
They told me I couldn't live for five thousand years. I told them to shaddup and locked myself in an enchanted library, because I would be here for the next one. It was worth the wait. ...How do I get out?
"Surprisingly"
Wow congratulations. One story apart from each other and you're already featured (starts to clap)
Oh and mine was the one below yours. I believe.
Like I mean under the New Story section. Called THERE'S A ZOMBIE ON YOUR LAWN
This was adorable. It's nice to have more of these one-offs from you again.
That was a really nice story, good job
A nice sweet fic!! I was curious when I saw how short it was, but it was great as-is, and the ending was perfect and so great for these characters.
I'm not even a main shipper but you sell it here!
This is so sweet. I love it.
Your dialogue is incredible. Seriously, I wouldn't be surprised if you spoke the lines aloud to make sure they sound natural, because they sound great. Reads off like a great movie script.
Hehe what adorable hijinks
The attention to detail - from spot-on characterizations to movement tracking - is amazing. Twilight is so cute to get all puffed up at the compliments and Rarity is such a pro, just working away on that commission. Short and so incredibly sweet
what a twist to find that Rarity wasn't the one to ask after all.
Splendid, Mono darling!
Rediscovered this and I only have two things to say: 1) Adorable, and 2) Well, at least it was on purpose!
When I asked out my husband, it was actually an accident, I wasn't thinking romantically at all at the time. I mean, sure, I brought him brownies, but the way my family works apparently is that if we like you we want to feed you. And after a short confused conversation we decided we were going out.
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Something like that happened to one of my cousins, whose girlfriend had apparently been going out with him more seriously than he realized, for a while.
An oddball ghost happened across your fic and read it. Have a review!
Of course you take a perfectly basic prompt and make it *amazing* oh my gosh Mono.
I love how "you were absolutely hopeless" is used as a compliment here.