The upstairs bedroom of Carousel Boutique was currently the domain of one particularly frustrated unicorn pony. Said pony’s mane and tail was washed thoroughly and combed; their white coat was groomed to perfection; and their pearly whites brushed and flossed so well that Ponyville’s local dentist, Colgate, would praise them like a god. Yet that didn’t stop that very pony from fretting over another incredibly important thing to add into the events of the evening that lied ahead.
Elusive needed a suitable tuxedo to go with the anniversary of him and his beloved.
“Ugh!” The stallion fashion designer bellowed, “Of all the times for me to have a mental self-presentation block, why did it have to be right at this instant! Should I wear a black tuxedo? No! That’s far too dark! Maybe the cobalt one? Yes. Yes! It’ll match my eyes!”
After taking a deep breath, he dressed himself into the cobalt tuxedo. It was however that he then went into another phase of making sure he was perfect. “I cannot be too careful. If there is even a small wrinkle on this thing, everything will be ruined!”
“Elusive, will you please just calm down?” A voice came from behind him.
Turning around, Elusive saw his younger brother, Silver Bell, sitting on his bed with a Power Ponies comic sitting next to the colt, having been read from front to back.
“Oh. You’re still here.” Elusive said in a rather embarrassed tone.
Silver Bell replied, “Of course I am. But if you want me to leave, I’ll go.”
Before Silver could jump off the bed, Elusive told him, “No Silver; you don’t have to go anywhere; and you have nothing to apologize for. If anything it is I who should be apologizing to you for not setting a good example.”
“But you’re going on a date with Princess Twilight! You’ve got every right to be nervous.” Silver responded; “I know Applebuck and Scootaloo always tell me that romance can get cheesy and icky, but I can tell that you and Princess Twilight really love each other, no matter what you two winds up wearing.”
How? How is it possible that he can come up with the right words to make me feel better? Elusive thought to himself. With a relieved smile, the stallion told the colt; “Thank you Silver. I needed those words of encouragement.”
Seeing that his work was done, Silver Bell grabbed his comic book and started out the door. Before he walked out into the hallway he looked back and told Elusive; “Oh and also, a black bowtie would go greatly with that tuxedo.”
Twilight, Rarity had found out on more occasions than she could possibly count, was a pony of rather odd interests and questionable proclivities. Not in any sort of immoral sense – the alicorn was a stickler for playing by the rules, no matter how convoluted they might be – but in the sense that she had, to put it in as ladylike a fashion as possible, a skeleton strung up in the middle of her study.
The thing was strung together by wire and screws, hung from a hollow metal frame which rocked precariously each time Twilight adjusted a bone, tightened a nut, or prodded the thing with the tip of her hoof with almost a clinical degree of caution. On occasion the bones would rattle, sounding out like a couple of hollowed-out lengths of wind chime wood battering each other in an errant breeze.
Clap, thump, clonk.
Rarity began to cross the distance between her and Twilight gingerly. Her eyes never left the morbid thing hung up like a criminal from a gibbet. It was almost something from one of the novels Sweetie seemed to like, the ones with scheming mad scientists and superheroes arriving just in the nick of time to thwart them. “Twilight,” she said, halfway across the floor, “why is there a skeleton hung up in the middle of the room?”
She began to reconsider volunteering a hoof to her friend without a briefing beforehand.
“Oh! Rarity, this is Dry Bones!” Twilight replied. She turned around, smiling infectiously as she wiped her brow with the back of a dust-matted hoof. She then wiped the sweaty, dirty limb off on her barrel. Rarity barely suppressed a shudder.
“Hello!” the skeleton then inexplicably greeted her. Its jaws flapped up and down, teeth clinking together like a ventriloquist’s doll. And its head turned to look at her with those empty sockets, fractures running through them like a thousand dry riverbeds.
To her credit, Rarity only screamed a little.
“Rarity. Rarity! Calm down, he can’t hurt you!” With a flash and a pop, Twilight appeared in front of her friend, breaking her line of sight. Taking Rarity’s shoulders, she shook her gently and leaned in close, close enough to feel the panicking unicorn’s breath play across her face. Some other time she might have enjoyed it, but not now.
“It’s true,” Dry Bones expounded. “I’m a bit tied up at the moment.”
“There’s… there’s a talking skeleton right in the middle of your castle, Twilight!”
“I know! His name is Dry Bones!”
“Why!?” Rarity tried to look over Twilight’s shoulder, but the alicorn wasn’t having any of it.
“Why what?”
“Why is a talking skeleton in the middle of your castle!”
“Because, Rarity – and you need to calm down! – Dry Bones recently landed himself a very, very prestigious job and he needs the best seamstress in Equestria to make him a suit for it!”
“Head curator of Canterlot Museum, in fact,” the skeleton supplied.
Rarity blinked. “H-head… head curator?”
The skeleton rattled, perhaps an approximation of a nod. “Once you’ve been on display in some of the biggest scientific establishments in Equestria over the last couple of centuries, you tend to become the most qualified pony for any job in a museum.”
“Please, Rarity,” Twilight pleaded. “He’s… well, I didn’t consider him one back then, but he’s an old friend of mine from Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns. He helped me out a lot in my Magical Medicine and Maladies class...” She trailed off, gesturing to the skeleton.
The skeleton shifted, those empty sockets and monstrous rictus directed straight at Rarity. “Please?” he asked.
Rarity smiled, careful to never let it touch her eyes. She leaned in to Twilight, gritting her teeth. “You owe me big time for this, Twilight,” she breathed, then, as if she’d never said anything at all, she took a deep breath and took her first hesitant step towards the… the thing.
She floated a measuring tape out of her saddlebags in her wavering aura and closed her eyes. Breathe in, breathe out.
"Darling, don't move." The white pony chidded as she took out her tape, measuring the fabric once more.
"How can I not?" The lavender unicorn asked, trying her best to stand absolutely still. "You're putting a cape on me."
"We all voted on the costume, Twilight." Rarity chided. "And this isn't for you, it's for Rainbow Dash."
"Buck Rainbow. She's a jerk." Twilight groaned.
"Oh stop it, what has gotten into you?" Rarity huffed, setting down her tape measure.
"It feels weird." Twilight muttered, looking away from the pony berating her.
"What feels weird?"
"The cape." Twiligh tsighed, looking over her shoulder at it. "I don't like the loose feeling of it sliding over my tight fitting costume."
"Darling, it should feel just like bed sheets and pajamas." Rarity said with a roll of her eyes. "I don't wear pajamas though." Twilight groaned.
And Rarity stalled. She dropped the tape as she sat there, thinking about it. Somepony not wearing anything was by no means a new situation to anypony, but it always passed unsaid. To point it out, escpecially about such a private place such as one's own bed chambers activities, was just uncouth. It also didn't help that now all Rarity could think about was Twilight laying in bed, nothing but-
"Rarity?" Twilight interupted, and much to Rarity's growing relief as she realised she was blushing. "Twilight, I understand you don't lke having so much material on your fur. But just be a little patient, and I'll help get that costu-" Rarity found herself with a new mental picture, one she was quick to shake off. Stupid sexy Twilight!
Princess twilight sparkle was in her bedchambers sitting at her vanity looking at her self in the mirror - or she would have if she had a reflection in the first place, No our little princess has a dark secret, she was a vampony. and she had a forlon look painted on her face. she had a picture of her and rarity in between her hooves; the picture was of them coming back from the rollercoster known as the Dragster, twilight had her foreleg around rarity's shoulders with a hat that read Cider Piont and Rarity had nothing but a blue scarf and sunglasses on.
That's when she heard the door open, "Ther you are dar......sweetheart what's wrong?"
When twilight had turn her head to look at Rarity she hadn't realize she was crying. Twilight gabbed the picture via magic and showed Rarity it. the vampony's marefriend went up to her and wrapped her in a hug and gave her kiss on her cheek. " Ohhhh, love i didn't realize that night got you so work up, besides-" Rarity put her hoof under twilight's chin and moved it towards the mirror so now they both were look into it "- I'm happier this way."
“Oh, Twilight,” Rarity said, “I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Rarity,” replied Twilight, pronking awkwardly. Up, down, bouncing on some unseen surface. She sidled up to her paramour. “I love you more than I can ever say!”
“Well,” Rarity said, her mouth flapping up and down out of time with her words, pronunciation nevertheless uninhibited, “you should try anyway!” Her muzzle penetrated Twilight’s skull, nuzzling her affectionately.
“Okay, Rarity,” said Twilight, unfazed by the inexplicable muzzle-orchestrated craniotomy, “I love you even more than my books, more than magic, and just as much as Spike. And when we get married we’re going to all live in my castle and I’ll spend all my time teaching Sweetie Belle magic so she can get her cutie mark.”
Rarity gasped. “That’s so romantic, darling!” She leaned in for a kiss. Mwah! “I do hope you can help Sweetie get her cutie mark! She’s so terribly deserving!”
Scootaloo pinched the bridge of her muzzle. “That idea is awful, Sweetie. And coming from me that’s saying something.”
Sweetie poked her head out from behind the sheet. She held a couple of elaborate paper cut-outs in her hooves: one a unicorn in profile, the other an alicorn with wings spread high. “What do you mean?”
“It might work for you, but how is that supposed to help us get our cutie marks too?” Scootaloo replied. Beside her, Applebloom nodded.
“So there’s still a couple of kinks I have to work out. At least there’s no chance of tree sap.”
Scootaloo sighed. She had to admit, Sweetie did have a point.
“I’m tired!” Rarity whined. “It’s too hot! Why are there so many icky bugs? How much longer is it going to be?”
“Rarity,” Twilight said deadpan. “We’ve been walking for fifteen minutes.”
Rarity huffed out out a breath. “Well it’s not my fault we’re so far from a clock!”
Twilight wordlessly raised a hoof to show the waterproofed solar watch strapped just above her front right ankle. Rarity gave her a look. Twilight gave her a soothing wing pat before she could fall into a full-blown pout.
“Rarity, we’re guests here. Don’t be uncouth.”
That got her attention. Rarity stood straight and tossed her mane back.
“Very well, darling,” Rarity said with a martyr’s air. “A lady’s courtesy is her armor. Even if she wishes that armor came with air-conditioning.”
Twilight giggled. “Sorry Rares,” she said with a grin. “Environmental impact laws. Can’t risk damaging the local ecosystem with that sort of magic.”
Rarity winced at the sound of the ghastly nickname Rainbow Dash had given her. “A lady must endure, I suppose,” she said with all the dignity of a condemned mare marching to the gallows. “Really though, don’t you think Applejack or Rainbow Dash would have been better suited for this trip? Applejack loves sweat and dirt almost as much as she loves manual labor!”
“Well…” Twilight began just as their guide called from further ahead.
“Esteemed pony ambassador folk,” the young zebra said, “the Temple of Fertility and Love welcomes your expertise with hope!”
Twilight turned to Rarity and raised an eyebrow. Rarity raised a hoof to her mouth.
Honestly, she hadn't meant any harm. It's not like she wanted to do this! It was just- And-
"Rarity, what the hay happened?" Twilight asked as she glared at Rarity, the white unicorn sweating bullets.
"I was in your study, putting away the book like you asked, when I saw your tiara..." Rarity smiled nervously.
"Go on." The lavender princess snorted.
"Well I was just prancing about a tad, when the door just came flying open!" Rarity pleaded. "Please, I didn't mean any harm!"
"What happened next, Rarity?"
"I-" Rarity opened her mouth, but found she couldn't get any words to form. She looked down to the ground, the fine layer of shattered gems and gold around her hooves just bearing down on her soul.
With a sigh, Twilight levitated her tiara off her friend, setting it down gently as she turned to the offending party once more. "Who came in?"
"He said he was General Rin Tintin, of the Diamond Dog empire." Rarity sobbed. "He thought I was the Princess..."
"Was this the point he declared war on you?" Twilight asked very kindly. The same kind voice a mother would use to get a confession.
"Uh-huh."
"And how did you respond?" Twilight asked.
"I- I..."
"You hit him with an uppercut." Twilight finished, stepping over the general as he laid on the cold marble floors. "You knocked him out is what you did. Do you understand why I'm upset with this?"
"Because you're in the middle of preparing for the World Peace Summit..." Rarity whined. "Please Twilight, it was an accident!"
"Rarity, you hit him so hard you literally shattered his gold helmet!" Twilight shouted.
"I'm sorry!"
Twilight steadied herself with a breath as she looked back to the unconscious militant in her study. "Well, what's done is done. Come on, we have a war to settle before next Tuesday."
"You- You want me to go with you?" Rarity hesitated. This was a trap, she knew it.
"Well, you are quite advanced in plot kicking militant leaders." Twilight surmised.
"You're joking, right?" Rarity asked.
"Not at all. Come on, I want to have their forces humiliated by sundown at the latest." Twilight said with a flip of her snout into the air.
"But- But I hate fighting..." Rarity whined.
"You should have thought of that before you decided to go full buck Norris on this guy!"
With an admittedly ungraceful motion, Twilight Sparkle flopped onto her bed and buried her face into a pillow in her suite at Canterlot Castle, her temporary residence during her preparation of that year's Grand Galloping Gala.
If everything had just gone just to plan as she had excruciatingly set things out to be, Twilight would be simply exhausted from a long night of greeting and mingling with the upper class of Equestria as well as keeping up with the hustle and bustle of whatever her friends were up to, especially Pinkie Pie.
While she wasn't completely wrong about her assumptions, there was now an entirely overriding reason for her to retreat to her room as soon as the remaining guests had left for the evening, toss off her dress and throw it into a closet without a care in the world, and -of course- said flopping onto the bed.
"Celestia, I love you. You're a great mentor figure, friend, and quite frankly you're the closest to a second mother that I'm ever going to get." She spoke to herself; "BUT WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO BE SO BUCKING SECRETIVE AND CRYPTIC ABOUT THINGS LIKE THIS?!" She screamed out loud.
She remained silent and lied in her bed motionless for several long moments before she heard the door open and then close. Without even looking up from her position of a great view of the fabric of her pillow, Twilight knew who it was. Hearing some ruffling of clothing and staggered trotting over to the bed, this was then accompanied by Twilight sensing that very pony flopping onto the bed next to her. Finally deciding to look up from her pillow, Twilight's suspicions were proven true, and she saw the very pony she needed at that moment.
"Hey Rarity." Twilight greeted.
"Hello Twilight." Rarity responded, laying on her back and staring at the ceiling.
Twilight decided to keep the conversation going; "Glad the night's over too?"
Rarity replied, "More than you can imagine."
Twilight turned her body around to mirror Rarity's position.
"I know Fluttershy managed to set Discord straight and the Gala didn't end with a stampede of animals, that's all well and good; but can't Celestia just take ONE year to let the festivities go on without major incident? Smooze, inter-dimensional portals...Discord in general... Rarity then added; "Not to mention the humiliation of me having my dress taken from me!"
Twilight then remembered that part all too well; that cursed magic vacuum cleaner getting the slime off of Rarity's dress as well as the whole dress itself. Followed by Rarity acting like she was naked! The whole room getting a full view of her pristine white coat, her cutie mark, those gloriously curvy flanks of hers...
"Twilight...?" The alicorn heard Rarity call to her.
"Yes?" Twilight responded.
"...You enjoyed that part, didn't you?" Rarity asked.
Twilight was quick to reply, "ENJOY?! R-Rarity don't be ridiculous! The whole thing was...uh...unmannerly...and uncouth...and...uh..."
Rarity then spoke with a firm voice; "Then why are your wings disagreeing with you?"
Looking over, Twilight saw that her wings were widespread across the bed.
"Oh ponyfeathers." Twilight groaned, "It's just one thing after another, isn't it?!"
Before Twilight could go on, she felt a hoof grab her chin and turn it as well as the rest of her head over to the other pony in the bed with her. Rarity was smiling at her.
"I wasn't complaining, love." Rarity said before leaning in to kiss her marefriend.
Just as Twilight closed her eyes and returned the kiss, she thought to herself, "Maybe being 'uncouth' is totally worth it."
“Canterlot,” Twilight Sparkle growled. “From up here she's BEAUTIFUL.”
Rarity sighed. “Twilight, come down from there.”
Twilight ignored her. “BEAUTIFUL,” she continued, “like EDGAR ALLEN PONEIGH'S sweet LENORE!”
“Twilight darling, ponies are beginning to stare,” Rarity said sotto voce.
“Until her small COUGH brought a spot of BLOOD to her lip and the poet KNEW that she was PLAGUED, DOOMED.”
Twilight started to shout something else but then she fell into the fountain. This interrupted her.
Rarity rolled her eyes and began to levitate her friend out. “Really Twilight, Discord of all ponies offers you a drink and you actually accept? At the Gala of all places?”
“Not another Celestia-damned word!” Twilight slurred back. “I am the Celestia-damned Princess of Friendship and I can drink whatever Celestia-damned thing I want wherever I Celestia-damned well please!”
Twilight paused for a moment to concentrate on not falling over before adding, “Sides, it has Sweet Apple Acres' logo on it.”
“Darling, Sweet Apple Acres doesn't have a logo,” Rarity said patiently as she tried to lead Twilight back onto the castle. “That's just an apple that happens to look like the ones in Applejack's cutie mark.”
“I am the night!” Twilight declared, very drunkenly.
“Best not let Luna hear you say that,” Celestia said cheerfully as she stepped into the garden.
“Princess!” Rarity gasped.
“Yes?” Twilight said, still drunk. Rarity ignored her.
“I'm so sorry, I'm afraid Twilight is-”
“It's quite alright,” Celestia said cheerily. She was still flushed with excitement from the party winding down inside. “Best Gala ever!”
“Hey!” Twilight said as she grabbed Rarity and grinned into her face from inches away. “Wanna see my cutie mark?”
Rarity flushed. Celestia giggled. “Maybe you should take her up on that,” Celestia suggested. “Wearing that wet dress can't be good for her or the dress.”
Rarity's attention snapped back. “Oh dear, you're right. My dress! Thank you, Princess,” she said as she hustled Twilight toward the royal suites. Celestia smiled.
“Of course,” she said gently. “We marshmallows have to stick together!”
KABOOM! the sound of alarms and hooves can be heard in the distant as the mare galloped down a long hallway of a facility with her metal hooves clopping. I need to get back to my friends quick…….I hope they well still want to be my friends after looking like this, especially my mare- Her thoughts were interrupted when the door she heading to opened up with guards flooding in through the door.she turned around in hopes she would be able to backtrack, but they were crushed when she saw about ten guards blocking her exit.
She was TRAPPED what do i do what do i do? kill them
WHAT?
these monsters turn me into this, They deserve death!
No! i’m not going to kill them! that makes me no better than them! there has to be away out without killing? the mare looked around and saw a window and thought about jump to freedom But what the fun in that! it’s time to kill!
“Careful she still has her consciousness, which makes her extremely dangerous.” said of the guards as they closed in on the psychotic mare.
THe guards learned a valuable lesson about approaching a psychotic mare. DON’T.
It was around ten o’clock pm when Rarity finished her shower with her towel wrapped around her head she walked into her bedroom. she was about to turn on the lights when she noticed a silhouette laying in her bed! she grabbed the nearest thing with her magic ( which happened to be her sewing machine.) and brought it over her head “Wh- who are you?”
“ Hi Rarity.” came twilight voice from the dark.
Rarity lowered her sewing machine and put it back on the dresser “Twi-Twilight?”
Rarity saw the silhouette shook her head yes. Now Rarity would’ve been excited to have her marefriend back but, something was off about twilight namely her voice. “Twilight?” she asked “ Why do you sound robotic?”
“....”
Rarity was about ask again when it hit her, Her Marefriend sounded like a robot because she was one! “Oh my stars, love what have they done to you?!” exclaimed Rarity Rarity turned on the light and what she saw made her heart skip a beat: Twilight for the lack of better word a completely robotic and stained with blood.
“Twilight?!”
“ I had to Rarity, they-they done horrible thing to me. SO I HAD TO KILL THEM!!” Anghused Twilight who had her ears and head down casted.
The purple robot's marefriend took few step forward “Why?” she asked
Twilight picked her head up and gave Rarity a confused look. “ I ToLd YoU, It wAs FuNNeR To KiLL thEM.” she said her voice sounding corrupted.
“Not that.” although i probably would have hurt them and NOT kill them. “No, what i want to know is why did they turned you into a robot?”
Twilight didn’t answer right away but, instead put her head back down “ they plan to use me to start a cybernetic revolution.
12:05 PM Dear Twilight, The rest of the girls and I are going to a fair this weekend. I was just wondering if you could, IF AT ALL POSSIBLE, join us. If you can't that's perfectly fine. Sincerely, Sunset Shimmer
12:06 PM i have NO idea What to DO SHe Is sOoo attractive im panicking over whAT shell think of me wHEn I tell her or IF i tell her at all
12:10 PM Twilight, is something wrong? Are you okay?
I caNNot get Her out of MY hEAd holy horSE aPPLES her EYes are like A SEa I haD To tell SOMEpoNY PleASE HElp me
12:11 PM Twilight, whatever this is, I'll help you with. But first I need you to calm down and write legibly.
12:14 PM Okay, I apologize. I've just had quite a bit on my mind and I was in a bit of a panicked state when I saw your first message. I sorta needed to vent. Again, I'm sorry.
It's fine Twilight, I'm not mad at you, just very concerned. Now tell me, who is it that you have a crush on?
...It's Rarity.
12:15 PM Did you just put three dots in front of your answer?
Sorry, I have a tendency to write out exactly what I'm thinking.
So I've noticed. Before I continue I need to know something. I have a strong feeling I know what the answer is but I need to be sure. Is it Equestria's Rarity or Human Rarity?
Equestria's Rarity.
12:16 PM Just as I thought. Now then, what is it about Equestria's Rarity that you find attractive that led you to have a crush on her?
12:20 PM Twilight? Are you there?
12:21 PM I'm hiding under my bed right now.
Why?
Because Rarity just arrived and I forgot that she and other girls were coming over for a slumber party.
So why are you hiding under your bed?
12:22 PM Because I don't want her to see that I'm writing about how her eyes are as blue as the brightest sea or how her pristine white coat is as white as freshly fallen snow. And then there's the fact that she helped me out with what dress I should wear for the most recent Grand Galloping Gala, she truly has the most creative mind I have ever seen in anypony I've ever met, and then ther-_____shca-
12:23 PM Twilight, is everything alright?
12:25 PM Twilight you're scaring me.
12:26 PM Dear Sunset Shimmer, I apologize if I've interrupted any sort of conversation you and our dear Twilight Sparkle were having; but Rainbow Dash and I had found her under her bed with her inter-dimensional message book writing to you it seems. After getting her to admit what she was writing about, I told Rainbow to leave the room as I told her just how flattered I was to know just how Twilight feels about me. Now if you can excuse me, I must wait for Twilight to come out of the little fillies room; she appears to be splashing quite a bit of water on her face. Sincerely, Rarity Belle ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After staring at the last message for about two whole minutes, Sunset Shimmer closed the book and set it inside her backpack. Standing up from her place in the school cafeteria she said to herself; "I guess that's a 'no' on the fair."
Rarity took the last steps down into her work room and continued through to her kitchen. The bed's warmth left her like a cloak lost to the wind and she shivered, looking forward to that rejuvenating first steaming hot cup of tea.
She went past the kitchen table unfazed, despite Twilight taking it up with a haphazard pile of books and scrolls. She gave her a quick kiss on the cheek in passing and noticed her tired bloodshot eyes.
"Good morning, darling."
"Uh huh, love you too." Twilight buried through the scrolls and opened a heavy tome, browsing through it.
Rarity filled a kettle with water and set it on the stove.
"How much sleep did you get this night? I didn't hear you getting up," she worried.
"That's nice." Twilight flipped a page. "I stumbled on an ancient saga, I'm translating it right now."
"Really." Rarity deadpanned, thinking it way too early to take this situation on. Steam rose from the kettle.
"It's about a human demigod named Chuck Norris."
One of Rarity's immaculate eyebrows rose sharply and she used her magic to get a mug and a teabag of Jasmine tea out of the cupboards.
"The parts I've translated so far tell about him healing 500 crippled orphaned human younglings with his magic tears."
The kettle whistled and Rarity poured the water into her mug, then magically took it over to the table and sat down next to Twilight.
"Please mind the documents with the tea."
Rarity sighed. "Of course, of course." She kept holding it in her magic, the tag dangling down the cup loosely, and eyed her companion wryly.
Twilight snickered and quickly wrote down some notes. "I really thought I had made a mistake there. It says he was so fast he could run around the planet and punch himself in the back of the head."
"WhーHowーWhy would anyone want to do that?" She magicked the teabag into the kitchen sink and took a dainty sip. She could already feel the welcome warmth radiating into her and sighed deeply.
"I don't know. I think it's funny, perhaps those were tales for little colts and fillies." She smiled broadly and leaned over to nuzzle Rarity.
She responded in kindly and got the first little smile of the day. "Well, don't overdo it, darling. We both know how you are."
"I know I know. I'm no Chuck Norris, right?" She snorted at her own joke and let her head fall on the paper-covered table, giggling.
Rarity gave a quiet smile and got up to prepare her breakfast. Perhaps just some toast. She opened her cabinets and took inventory, hoping for something to strike her fancy. Behind her, a quiet snore made her ears swivel. She turned around and saw that Twilight had fallen asleep mid-giggle with her head on her latest notes. With a sigh, she magicked a blanket from her work room and wrapped it around her companion's figure. She stepped closer and caressed sleeping Twilight's mane lovingly with a hoof. Using her magic, the pulled the papers from under Twilight and ordered everything into a neat stack.
Getting close to her ear Rarity whispered, "Never change, my love."
When she turned back to make her breakfast she was already planning the work day in her head. A quiet one if possible, to let Twilight catch up a little. One without any more Chuck Norris, she hoped.
