Just the life and times of Applejack and Rarity. --- ((Yeah, I write alot of Raijack fics so if you don't like Rarijack anything... don't read my Rarijack fics XD))
Prologue: Nothing Good Happens After 12 Jugs Of Cider
The Peculiar Life of an Apple and a Marshmallow- Prologue
Applejack and Rarity made their way down the street of Ponyville. Applejack was wearing her normal farmer's hat and ponytail, while Rarity wore her hair in a bun which matched her home made silk dress. The streets were bustling more then Applejack had ever seen before and Luna's moon looked almost invisible against the lights of the nightlife. Applejack looked at the luminous street signs and lamp posts.
"Wow, Rarity. You come out intah this every night?" Applejack said, amazed by the amount of ponies who were out and about at this hour.
"Why yes darling... I do, I always like to go to my favorite bar of Fridays." Rarity smiled gleefully at her friend and stopped in front of red and black building labeled Jackson's Pub which was also illuminated by neon lights. Rarity held the door open and let Applejack pass her. Rarity soon caught up to Applejack, who was rubbing her eyes, trying to adjust her eyes to the dim light.
"Could they make it any brighter out there?" Applejack complained, "I almost thought that Princess Celestia raised tha sun up early..."
"Oh, don't worry you get used to it after a little bit..." Rarity told Applejack as she sat down on one of the bar stools. She then called, "Hey! Peachy Twist! Come here!" Rarity waved to an oranged maned unicorn in the bar who trotted towards the orange and white ponies.
"Hiya, Rarity. Who's your friend?" Peachy Twist asked as she shifted her eyes toward Applejack.
"The name's Applejack. Nice to meet ya...Peachy Twist?" Applejack said , as she held out her hoof. Peachy Twist shook it and turned her attention back to Rarity.
"So, you want the usual?" Peachy Twist asked Rarity.
Rarity nodded, "Why yes and I'll have a cup of cider for my friend here."
The oranged maned pony retreated back to the alcohol bottles and liquor dispensers, leaving Applejack and Rarity alone on the bar stools.
"Thanks for taking me out with you Rarity, Ah really need a few jugs of cider right around now ya know?" Applejack said woefully.
"Your are very welcome! Life has been very stressful lately... sometimes all a pony needs is a good old sip of wine or two..." Rarity said.
"Do yah know what time it is?" Applejack asked Rarity quickly.
Rarity looked into her purse and found her watch, "It's 12:30 dear... why do you ask?"
"Well, my Great Aunt Apple Mix always told us that nothing good happens after 2 am..." Applejack looked down as Peachy Twist handed Applejack her cold cider and Rarity her martini.
"Well, I'm sure that's not true. I've been out plenty of times after 2am and nothing bad ever happened to me. Well, actually there was that one time that I almost got hit by a bow and arrow..."
Applejack quickly grabbed the jug and gulped down the cold cider as fast as she could, "Woah nelly! They must have got this from Manehattan it's so good!"
Rarity took a small sip of her martini and placed it on the table.
"...And there was also that guy with the cloak who... Oh! Why yes they do get their drinks from... around that area... um how did you know?" Rarity smiled brightly.
"Ah went there a week ago to visit Babs Seed. Ah went out to the club with her mother and father." Applejack replied, and smiled back. She gently pushed the empty jug of cider toward the edge of the bar and called for a refill.
"So, how's Applebloom doing?" Rarity asked, trying to engage in conversation.
"She's...good...lately." Applejack said between gulps of cider, she put the mug back on the countertop, "But, she's in one of her moods..."
"Moods?" Rarity questioned.
"Eeyup, she's being really stubborn. As stubborn as a mule with no carrot stick!" Applejack said angrily.
"Well, I'm sure it's a phase." Rarity giggled, taking another small sip of her drink.
Rarity looked at her golden watch again. It was 1:45 am, and Applejack have, had 12 cider jugs by now. Rarity was also a little tipsy herself but 4 martinis are not as strong as 12 cups of cider. Applejack had been rambling on and on about the government for 45 minutes straight, but now she sit there in silence and deep in drunken thought.
"R...Rarity..." Applejack mumbled between hiccups.
"Huh? What now Applejack?" Rarity turned her head toward her drunken friend.
"T-there's a...a... umm, mare I like..." Applejack said.
"Really? Who?" Rarity asked in anticipation.
"She's really pretty... and I... love her." Applejack hiccuped, and grabbed onto Rarity for support as they started to leave the pub.
"What's her name darling?" Rarity asked once more as she walked down the street of Ponyville trying to avoid pedestrians with her drunk friend in her arms.
"Rarity..." Applejack whispered and then laughed.
Rarity's eyes grew wide with surprise and it took her a moment to realize the events that had just unfolded. Her throat felt dry like a desert and her eyes felt like they were about to flood. But there were no sounds made, Applejack was passed out on Rarity's back and there was nothing else to say for the rest of the walk home. Rarity laid Applejack in her bed and looked up at the clock. It was 2:36 am. Rarity frowned and looked down at the floor coldly.
She slowly closed the door behind her and looked up at Applejack's bedroom window.
"She was right..." Rarity made her way down stairs and out the door, "...nothing good ever happens after 2am,"
The Peculiar Life of an Apple and a Marshmallow- Chapter 1: Omission
Rarity woke up the next morning, exhausted from her lack of sleep. She didn't want to get up from her pink comforter, she didn't want to see Applejack after the events of the night before. No, Rarity just wanted to engulf herself into her blankets and never reappear. But, her stomach said otherwise, it was grumbling and growling and it gave Rarity the motivation to make breakfast.
The kitchen was a mess. Burned toast and bagels covered the counters, even the orange juice seemed to have some sort of black hue to it. Sweetie Belle, must have made breakfast. Or at least tried to make breakfast. Rarity rolled her eyes and sighed.
Her attention was drawn to a strange glass of a black substance.
"Oh, yuck... Sweetie Belle?" Rarity called to her little sister as she poked the glass of what seemed to be "orange juice" with her hooficured hoof.
Sweetie Belle usually liked to clean the workroom and make breakfast, it was a way for her to show independence. So, Rarity trotted into her workroom to see if Sweetie Belle was inside stacking fabric sheets or sewing threads.
But instead of finding Sweetie Belle, Rarity found an ominous note- which was taped to one of the stuffed mannequins. Rarity tilted her head in curiosity at the sight. Her horn began to glow a hue and she grabbed the small piece of paper with the blue magic of her horn.
"Now, what does this say?" Rarity questioned. She looked at the note queerly. "Dear Rarity-" she read, "-I have decided to go get my cutiemark early today. I also borrowed your umbrella. I hope you mind, the weather pony said it was gonna rain today and I didn't want to get wet. I'll be back around lunchtime! See you then. Love, Sweetie Belle..." Rarity growled and trotted into the kitchen to place the note on the refrigerator door.
Sweetie Belle was correct. It was going to rain, and Rarity had a place to be. She barked at the thought of having to get her mane wet when she didn't want it to be. Rarity looked at the note once again.
"Vague... I guess I should go get my outfit prepared and go get a muffin or some sort. Right Opal?" Rarity said.
She stroked her Persian cat's head gently. Rarity untied her bathrobe and slipped into the bathroom. Where she turned the shower knob and threw her bathrobe on the door's hook. Perhaps a hot shower would wake her up a little bit.
***
The local shops and vendors were beginning to open. Carrot Top with her vegetables, Rose with her lilies and Bon Bon with her candy shop. They were all setting up their goods and cash registers, eagerly awaiting for their day to begin. And then there was Applejack. Her hair was messy and her eyes had dark circles under them. She was pulling a large wagon full of apple barrels over to her small applestand, which was stationed nearby Sugarcube Corner. She unlatched the harness that had lay on her back and pushed the wagon up closer to the oak wood stand. Applejack was usually in a better mood on Mondays, but waking up in the middle of the barn with no memory of how you got there is a little unsettling.
Her back hurt from laying on the hay covered ground all night and her head was still throbbing from Granny Smith's lecture about fooling around in the barn. Luckily, Applebloom was already out of the door by the time that part of the argument came to be. Applejack grumpily stood at her stand and looked up at the sky.
The pegasi were moving dark clouds over the sunshine. Applejack frowned. She could really use a visit from a friend right about now, as long as it wasn't...
"Hi Applejack!" Pinkie Pie yelled as she bounced in front of Applejack in excitement.
Of course there was nothing exciting about coming outside of your house to say hello to a friend, but that's Pinkie Pie for you.
"Maybe a little quieter Pinkie..." Applejack said, she rubbed her head with her hoof.
"Oopsie!" Pinkie replied and then giggled, "Looks like somepony got a visit from the depression clown!"
"Ohhh, well what's the matter then? You're usually so happy on Mondays." Pinkie asked. .
Applejack shifted, trying to think of a answer.
"Ah didn't get much sleep last night." she quickly said.
"Why? Did you have a scary nightmare of a human brushing your mane and calling you best pony? That's what happened to me." Pinkie grinned.
Applejack looked to the ground. Applejack knew that she went downtown with Rarity. She knew that she had one too many at the bar. How could she tell that to Pinkie though?
"Uh, no.. Ah went to.. um. Ah, Ah went go see Rarity's new fashion line and we went to celebrate at the um... Hayberate. Eeyup the Hayberate! We stayed up pretty late, heheh..." Applejack insisted.
She could feel sweat drip down her face, at least what she said was kinda true. Applejack never was good at stretching the truth, being the Element Of Honesty and all. There are some things just aren't meant to be said out loud.
Pinkie Pie narrowed her eyes for a second but then smiled.
"Oki Doki Loki! I'll see you later alligator!" Pinkie Pie laughed as she pranced away and back into Sugarcube Corner.
Applejack sighed in relief. The dark gray clouds grew thicker, a storm was on it's way.
***
Rarity threw the three bits onto the counter and hurried out the door. She took a bite of her blueberry muffin as she trotted. Twilight was waiting for her and Rarity didn't want to be later than she already was. Tiny droplets of water began to drizzle on top of Rarity's fur. Panic struck and she began to gallop across the street and passed Sugarcube Corner.
"No,no,no,no,no!" she muttered while she ran.
Rarity closed her eyes when the rain began to pour and her mane got soaked. Without looking she smashed into a pony, who was packing away barrels of apples underneath an applestand. Rarity had her hooves pressed against the pony's chest and recognized the mare's orange fur. The pony looked down at her and smiled.
The rain seemed to beat harder on the building and ground then before. Rarity gently pushed herself away from Applejack and blushed. Applejack blinked and tilted her head slightly.
"What's tha matter?" she asked.
Rarity rolled her eyes.
"Many things at the moment. First things first... my mane is ruined!" Rarity sighed and then smirked to herself.
Applejack gave a little laugh.
"Ah still don't understand why yah wouldn't have yer umbrella." she chuckled, "or did yah finally realize that you're pruttier with yer mane wet?"
Rarity felt her mane with her hoof, she never had it straight accidentally before...
"Um, no Applejack. Sweetie Belle, actually, stole my umbrella. She can be a little ruffian sometimes." Rarity sighed and trotted away quickly, "I must go now."
Applejack gave Rarity a shocked glance and galloped after her.
"Hold on a sec thar! Where yah goin now?" Applejack called.
Rarity clenched her teeth, should she tell her? Should she drive her away? All Rarity wants is to get out of this rain.
"I'm going to Twilight's house. It's the closer than my boutique, and I must get out of this horrible rain." Rarity replied.
"Sounds like ah good idea, Mind if ah tag along?" Applejack said with more enthusiasm then called for. Rarity sighed again, not sure if she should invite her best friend or make an excuse to push her away. This whole situation is still very awkward and the last thing that Rarity needs is to spend a whole night with a pony that apparently loves her.
"What about Applebloom? Are you not worried about her?" Rarity suggested, trying her best to sound as concerned as possible.
Applejack grinned proudly.
"Ah already been taken care of that. This morinin ah told her to go inside the farm house if she's crusadin durin tha storm." she said, "Ah also told her tah take Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle with her too." Applejack said.
"Alright then..." Rarity continued, "I guess you may come with me to the library. But, when we get there it's Twilight's decision, if you can stay or not. It is her home after all."
"And how do you know if she'll let you in?" Applejack skeptically said.
"Come on Applejack, let's be honest. You are the element of Honesty after all... Twilight had no friends in Canterlot and that means that she never had a slumber party before. If I, or we if you will, go to her house. She will finally have the opportunity to finally have a social life and will let me, or us, in. Let's be honest." Rarity flipped her mane and trotted off into the distance.
Applejack narrowed her eyes and followed her. Something was wrong.
WARNING: AT THE MOMENT THIS CHAPTER IS A SUCKY RE-WRITE OF MLP EPISODE: LOOKE BEFORE YOU SLEEP. THIS CHAPTETR WILL BE RE-WRITTEN ASAP. SO, INSTEAD OF READING THIS CRAPPY VERSION LOOK AT THIS CUTE PICTURE OF APPLEJACK AND RARITY. READ ON IF YOU WISH...
The Peculiar Life of an Apple and a Marshmallow- Chapter 2: Look Before You Sleep
"Omigosh! Of course you can stay over!" Twilight squealed.
Rarity nodded and trotted inside, Applejack followed but stopped at the doorway.
"Whoa, Is a tree really the best place to be during a lighting storm?" Applejack asked nervously.
"Well it would be, but I have a magical lighting rod. We should be fine! Come on in!" Twilight gestured her hoof.
Applejack nodded, "Thank yah kindly for yer hospitality" she then tried to step into the house but was stopped by a white hoof.
"Please be polite to our house guest and clean your hooves!" Rarity gasped and pointed at Applejack's mud covered hooves. Applejack growled and stomped out the door.
"I swear if I have to deal with her for one more second I don't know what I'll do..." Applejack grumbled as she grabbed the hose with her mouth and tried to spray her hooves. This fails, due to the fact that she sprayed the water into her own face.
Inside, Rarity and Twilight were drying off from the rain, wiping there manes and hooves with towels.
"Wow, this sure is a big storm. The pegasus ponies sure have done a good job. I hope you guys don't have trouble going home" Twilight exclaimed.
"Yes that will be a problem..." Rarity said.
"You guys can stay over for now. Spike is over in Canterlot on business, so I'm all alone tonight." Twilight sighed.
Here it comes, Rarity thought.
"You and Applejack should stay over! We'll have a slumber party! I've always wanted to do one of those!" Twilight gasped as she clapped her hooves excitedly. She stepped over to one of the bookshelves and pulled out a hardcover. She showed it to Rarity.
"Slumber 101: All You've Ever Wanted To Know About Slumber Parties But Were Afraid To Ask..." Rarity read.
"It;s my own personal copy. It's a fantastic reference guide. You should see the table of contents, it has cute little pictures of fillies having the wonderful childhood that I never had..." Twilight said, slowly drifting off.
"Uh... What's first on the list darling?" Rarity awkwardly asked.
"Huh? Oh let me see-" Twilight flipped through the pages, "It says chapter 1, Mud masks."
"Ooo, sounds wonderful. Let's get started." Rarity smiled.
***
Applejack's hooves sparkled grandly as she walked through the front door again, they were still wt but at least they were clean. Her body freezes in mid-motion.
"What in tarnation?! Now wait a second, yah make me go out inta that there storm to wash tha mud off my hooves, but it's alright that ya'll can put mud all over yer faces?" Applejack inured angrily, swinging her hoof from side to side.
"Don't be so silly, this is called a mud mask, duh." Rarity commented.
"We're giving each other makeovers! We have to do it, it says so in the book." Twilight giggled and showed Applejack the hardcover.
Applejack looked at strangely and read,
"Slumber 101: Everything You Wanted To- Agh! Um... actually Ah'd better get home and tell Big Mac tah fix tha barn roof so tha rain doesn' get in or somethin'..."
BOOM!
"On second thought, maybe I'll stay for a spell." she shivered from the burst of thunder.
"Hurray Slumber parties!" Twilight cheered.
"Great... here." Rarity placed her hoof in the bowl of goop and rubbed the substance onto Applejack's face.
"Blech, what is this stuff?" Applejack stuck her tongue out in disgust.
"It's a mud mask duh." Rarity rolled her eyes and threw cucumber onto Applejack's eyes.
"And what are these for?" Applejack raised an eyebrow suspiciously.
"To lower the amount of puffiness around one's eyes of course." Rarity explained.
"Puffiness- Schmfinuess, this taste good!" Applejack laughed as she ate the cucumbers from her eyes.
Twilight giggled and pulled her two friends closer to her.
"This is going to be the best slumber party ever! Yay!" Twilight shouted.
"Yay..." Applejack and Rarity both looked at each other. Both making faces, for different reasons.
After a few minutes of hair curling and make up, Twilight Sparkle finally checked make-overs from the list. She threw some pillowws onto the floor and lay on one of them. Applejack and Rarity did the same as they pulled the hair curlers out of their hair.
"Okay, make-overs... Check! Next is, ooh it says ghost stories! Who wants to go first?" Twilight grinned and looked toward Applejack.
Applejack smirked.
"Ah've got a good one." she glanced at Rarity devilishly, "It's called the tale of the Ghostly Jerk, who drove everypony crazy with her changes in attitude! Ahhhoo-ooo!"
"Pfft, I have a better one. it's called the tale of the bombshell ghost! And she surprised everypony for no reason within a thousand miles! Oo-ooo!" Rarity narrowed her eyes and looked over at Applejack.
"That didn't even make sense! You made it up!" Applejack protested.
"Oh yeah? It's a ghost story, they're all made up." Rarity objected.
Suddenly, the lights shut off and darkness filled the room. Rarity yelped in surprise. Twilight held a flashlight under her face and pretended to do an evil laugh. She clicked the flash light on and the light illuminated onto her face. She looked at her two friends and began to tell her story.
"This story is called The Legend Of The Headless Horse. It was a dark and stormy night just like this one... and three ponies were having a slumber party, just like this..." she continued.
A half-hour had passed and Twilight had somehow managed to force Applejack and Rarity into a state of terrified hugging.
"... and just as the last pony thought that she was safe, there, standing right in front of her was... The Headless Horse!"
Rarity and Applejack screeched and pulled each other closer. A crash of lighting, show Twilight with a blanket over her head pretending that she is incapacitated. The library lights flickered on and Twilight laughed at the two mares, and then pranced over to her book and quill. Applejack and Rarity pushed away from each other.
"Ghost Stories check! Now... s'mores!" Twilight checked off the box in the book with a glow of her horn.
She trotted into the kitchen and came back out with marshmallows, chocolate bars and graham crackers.
"Here, let me show you how to make these correctly, darling." Rarity transferred the ingredients onto the table and started to make her own little cooking show. Applejack sit against the wall, waiting for this to be over so she could eat something.
"...Then you place one marshmallow on the top of the chocolate and be sure it's centered - that's extremely important - and then carefully put another perfectly square graham cracker on the top. And done. Ta-da!"
"Ooo!" Twilight was surprisingly mesmerized.
Rarity finally concluded her explanation and Applejack jumped forward towards the table.
"Nah! Yah just eat 'em!" Applejack chomped down on the perfect s'more and chewed it purposely loud. Call it revenge on a Canterlot snob.
"Mmm-mmm" she mumbled and then let out a big burp.
"Ugh, you could at least say, excuse me?" Rarity complained.
"Well, ah was just about to, but yah interrupted me..." Applejack replied, "...Pardon."
Twilight ran back to her book and checked off another one of the boxes.
"S'mores, check! Next is Truth Or Dare!" she called.
"I dare Applejack to do something carefully and neatly for a change." Rarity quickly said.
"Oh yeah? Well I dare Rarity ta lighten up and stop obsessin' over every last little detail and stop soundin' like a scratched record, for a change." Applejack said.
"I think the truth of the matter is that some pony could stand to pay a little more attention to detail!" Rarity
"Ah think that yah should stop bein such a jerk when somepony is tryin' tah be yer friend!" Applejack sneered.
"Um, I don't think this is how the game's supposed to work. You have to give an honest answer to any question or do whatever any pony dares you to do." Rarity
"Ah dares you to step outside and let your precious, tidy mane get ruined again." Applejack dared.
Rarity gasped in shock, "What?!"
"You have to. It's the rule." Twilight admitted.
"Hah!" Applejack laughed
"Fine!" Rarity whimpered and stood out into the pouring rain.
She came back inside and shivered from her soaking wet mane and fur. She stomped over to Applejack and looked her straight in the eye.
"Okay. I dare Applejack to play dress-up in a frou-frou, glittery, lacey outfit!" Rarity snapped.
Applejack went over and changed into a silk dress lined with pink lace and glitter. Around the inside were flowers and swirls, a princess cone was placed on her head.
"Happy?" Applejack growled.
Rarity snickered, "Very."
Twilight looked around confusingly, "Um, do I ever get a turn?" R
"Ah dare yah to enter the next rodeo that comes to town." Applejack barked.
"I dare you not to enter the next rodeo that comes to town." Rarity hissed.
"Ah dare yah not tah comb yer mane ah hundred times before bed."
"I dare you to comb yours just once!"
Twilight moved to her book awkwardly and checked off another box.
"I, uh, I think we should check off Truth or Dare and move on. Let's see what our next fun-fun-fun thing is, shall we? Hm, what does this mean? Pillow fight?" Twilight read.
Rarity rolled her eyes.
"Oh, please. I would never participate in something so crude-"
A flying pillow smacked dead in the face, thrown by no other than Applejack. She had a pile of pillows next to her, which were ready to be bucked.
"It. Is. On." she threatened.
Applejack bucked the pillows one at a time across the room. They were stopped by Rarity's blue magic and were thrown back to their bucker.
Tens of pillows thrown at all different directions. Twilight popped out from under a pile of white pillows with her book at hoof.
"Oh, I get it! Pillow, fight! Fun!" she called, but a few stray pillows whooped her against the head, "Ugh. Ah. Uh, girls? Maybe we should take it down a notch?"
"I will if she will!" Applejack replied as she flung feather filled pillow sacks at Rarity with a lasso.
"She started it!" Rarity gasped as she moved her head out of the way of the pillows.
Feathers flew everywhere and many fell onto to Twilight. Including some in her mouth. She spit them out and made a confused look.
"Maybe we should just call it a night and get some sleep?"
"Keep your muddy hooves on your side of the bed." Rarity mumbled from under the covers.
"My hooves ain't muddy." Applejack asserted.
"They were. There might still be a little on them." Rarity avowed.
"There ain't. See?" Applejack reported and shoved her hoof closer to Rarity's eyes.
"Eww!" Rarity gagged and pulled the only blanket on the bed onto her body.
"Now who's bein' inconsiderate?" Applejack reported. She pushed Rarity and the blanket off of the bed-set.
"I have to make the bed again so the blanket will be right. Get up." Rarity snapped and pushed Applejack off the other side of the bed with her horn.
"Hey!" Applejack yelled.
Rarity neatly placed the blanket straight and firm across the bed-set.
"Ah ah ah! You'll ruin it. You have to do it like this. Mm, uh, ooh, u-u-u-uh, uh, ah." Rarity nestled into the bed neatly.
: "Yeah, that's not gonna happen. Geronimo!" Applejack bounced into the bed and flung Rarity out and onto the floor.
"Hey!" Rarity barked.
"Ah." Applejack settled down with the blanket over her back and legs.
"You did that on purpose." Rarity cried.
"Um, yeah?" Applejack retorted.
"Get up so I can fix it again." Rarity coaxed.
"Can't hear ya, Ah'm asleep." Applejack razzed.
Rarity yanked on the blankets with her teeth, but it was no use.
"Ah ain't budgin'." Applejack responded to the movement.
"You will if you want any blankets." Rarity yanked again and finally got the blanket from under Applejack's flank.
"Give it back!" Applejack badgered.
"I will not!" Rarity said.
"Yes, you will!" Appljack grabbed hold of the other end and pulled.
"Won't!" Rarity.
"Will!" Applejack.
"Won't!" Left.
"Will!" Right.
"Won't!" Back.
"Will!" Forth.
They did this until the blanket almost ripped in half. But, a certain unicorn had, had just about enough and bursted out of her covers with her Slumber Party book.
"Enough! It says right here that the number one thing you're supposed to do at a slumber party is have fun, and thanks to you two I can't check that off!" Twilight shouted.
"I've been tryin' my darndest to get along." Applejack proclaimed.
"No, it is I who have been trying my best." Rarity retorted.
"No, it was me." Applejack remarked.
"No, it was I." Rarity declared.
"Me!" Applejack yelled.
"I!" Rarity yelled back.
"I hope you're happy, both of you. You've ruined my very first slumber party. The makeover, the s'mores, Truth or Dare, the pillow fight... Just go to sleep, tonight is ruined enough as it is!" and with that Twilight nestled back into her comforter and drifted off into rest.
They both turned their backs from each other and spread the blanket across the whole bed. Applejack couldn't sleep, she felt as though something wasn't right. Rarity was being so nice on Sunday, but now she seems to be... afraid of her. She had to see what was going on.
"Hey Rarity?" Applejack asked, "Are yah awake?"
"I am now..." Rarity grumbled.
"Er, sorry... Ah just have a question tah ask of yah." Applejack sighed, "Do ya'll hate me or somethin?"
Rarity turned to look at Applejack's face, and shook her head.
"No, no Applejack never. You're my best friend in all of Equestria..." Rarity frowned.
"Well, yah've been such ah bad apple lately Ah couldn't really tell." Applejack smiled at her but, then reflected her frown.
"I'm sorry applejack. I have been very crude lately, it's just that... you did something..." Rarity tapped her hooves together anxiously.
"Was it on Sunday?" Applejack asked.
"Yes." Rarity replied blankly.
"Did Ah tell you somethin' that yah wasn't suppose to know?" Applejack asked again.
"Indeed you did. You told me that you-" Rarity was about to confess, but her confession was sealed by Applejack's hoof.
"Really are you sure?" Rarity sighed, "I really need to tell somepony."
"Eenope, don't tell me." Applejack smiled, "Good night Rarity."
Applejack rolled back onto her side and began to fall asleep. She was already passed out by the time Rarity was ready to respond.
"Uh, Why Good Night Applejack...I-" Rarity didn't know why but she had the sudden urge to say something. Maybe it was the freckles or the green eyes. But, something deep inside her made, Rarity want to say... I love you.
