An attempt to write a romance story between two Unicorns.
Rarity is lonely, her love life rather empty, however, in her lonliness, she finds herself attracted to a particular Purple unicorn. But how would she approach this. How could she tell her? Would she accept her love? How could she tell her friends about this?
Follow the story and see how she would try to accomplish this, if Rarity finds love, or gets spurn in the end.
Rarity sat alone at Carousel Boutique pondering over recent events. Her heart heavy and her mind full of doubt. She had always wanted to be popular amongst the upper crust of society. Not too long ago, she had succeeded. Her fancy clothes line had grown in popularity. And she now designs clothing for much of Canterlots’ celebrities. Sapphire Shores, Hoity Toity and most, if not all, of the ponies in Fancy Pant’s circle.
Yes, Rarity was definitely climbing the social ladder; however, success in her fashion line was never the issue. It was something else. Deep down, she knew what it was. Companionship. Oh, she had her friends. Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy and Twilight Sparkle. And Rarity would spend any time she had with them. A spa date, simple tea date, she’d even help out with the farm just to be around her dear friends. However, she soon felt that even then, that was not enough. At the end of every day, she would return to an empty home, an empty bed. She would crawl under the covers looking fabulous, and yet, the sting of loneliness would pierce her deeply. It was at these times she would think about her friends and how much she wanted to hold them close as she lay in her bed. Applejack, her strong body pressed close against her, making her feel safe. Pinkie Pie, as she giggled in her sleep, brings a smile to her partner’s face. Loyal Rainbow Dash, who would always be there to greet her as she woke up from her sleep, Fluttershy, the timid pony whose soft wings and fur would caress gently against her own. And Twilight Sparkle.
Twilight. Just her name alone warms her heart. She thought back of all the good times they had together. All the time she felt happy that Twilight was around. A smile appeared on her face. She felt something for that pony. At first, she didn’t want to believe it. At first, she thought it was just a phase. With no stallion in her life, she leaned towards her friends for love and friendship. To fill that deep dark void in her life. But, as they all grew closer, Rarity realized that there was something more about that purple Unicorn. She didn’t want to admit it. But she knew the truth. She did love Twilight Sparkle.
With one question answered, others now crept in its place. What to do about it? How would she approach this issue? Would Twilight feel the same? Would she accept her? Did she want her? What about the others? Would they understand? Would they accept her? And if it did work out between Twilight and herself, would the others accept them? There were so many questions left unanswered.
But there was one question that hit harder then the others. What about Spike? Spike would really be hurt if he knew that she was seeing somepony else. Not to mention if that somepony happen to be Twilight. She pushed it aside for now. Making a mental note to address this issue at a later time.
That night, the usual sting of loneliness was mixed in with doubt and fear. The uncertainty these feelings now stir. Lying in bed, racked with all these emotions, she tossed and turned in bed. However, the only thing she could do now was to try to push these thought away, and try to sleep. Eventually, sleep did come, but it was a very restless sleep.
The following morning, Rarity woke up to a strange and unfamiliar feeling. She felt as if there was somepony with her under the covers, pressing against her. Her mind raced. Who was this? She could not see for she had her sleep mask was still on. Rarity pulled off her mask to look at who was lying beside her. A gasp escaped her lips when she found it was Sweetie Belle, curled up against her.
“Well, it’s not Twilight, but I still love this little filly.” She thought to herself as she put her foreleg over her little sister and pulled her into a hug. Sweetie Belle slowly stirred, a yawn escaping her lips.
“Rarity? Are you alright?” Sweetie belle asked her big sister, concern in her voice.
“Of course I’m alright Sweetie. What would make you think otherwise?” Rarity said, trying to show a sincere smile.
“I came to wake you for breakfast, but I heard you crying. And I felt sad, so I thought I’d snuggle up to you, like mom used to do when I was sad at night.” Sweetie Belle said, looking up at her sister with those big green eyes.
“Aww… Sweetie Belle. That was thoughtful of you dear little sister.” Rarity said, hugging Sweetie Belle close. “But really, I’m alright… Wait, you said breakfast. Did you start cooking?” Rarity asked, a little worried as the thought of a bowl of burnt blackness crossed her mind.
“Nope. I was waiting for you actually.” Sweetie Belle answered with a big smile on her face.
“Well, go on then, I’ll be down in a minute.” Rarity finally said, a sigh of relief escaping her lips.
Sweetie Belle quickly bounced off the bed and headed for the door. Rarity on the other hoof, sat there, sighing at the thought of her little sister curled up next to her. She was happy that Sweetie Belle wanted to cheer her up. However, truthfully, she would have loved it more, if it was Twilight she held. She looked out the window and saw the sun as it slowly began to rise over the horizon.
Finishing breakfast, Rarity started on the dishes as Sweetie Belle strapped on her saddlebags. “Bye Rarity!” Sweetie Belle said as she made her way to school. Rarity simply smiled. How wonderful to be young. To have nothing more than schoolwork to trouble the mind. Finished washing the dishes, Rarity went through her list of things to do. She had nothing till late afternoon, so she decided to take a quick stroll through Ponyville. Maybe to Sugarcube Corner to pick up something for tea. And maybe a chat with Pinkie Pie.
As she closed the door behind her, she spotted Twilight walking towards Carousel Boutique. Her heart skipped a beat. Putting up a brave face, she trotted up to Twilight.
“Good Morning Twilight dear. And where have you been this wonderful morning?” Rarity asked.
“Oh. Good Morning Rarity.” Twilight answered. “I went to see Zecora earlier. I just wanted to ask her for some herbs and that wonderful tea I love so much. Though, she asked me to come back tomorrow evening to collect it.”
“Oh? I see. So what are your plans for the rest of the day?” Rarity asked innocently.
“Well…” Twilight began, “There are a few things I need to take care of. Why do you ask?”
“Oh, no reason really.” Rarity smiled. “Anyway, I have an errand or two to take care of. Talk to you later Twilight.” She said as she batted her eyelids.
Twilight smiled. “Alright Rarity. Talk to you later.” And she began walking towards the library.
When she was out of sight, Rarity galloped towards the Everfree Forest. Specifically, towards Zecora’s hut.
It was a hot humid evening in Ponyville, and only a few ponies were still out, taking a stroll through the village or simply relaxing, as many found it just a little too warm to be overly active. In fact, many of them were simply trying to find someplace to cool off. However this did not stop the young ones from running around. Granny Smith herself, lazing on her rocking chair watching in mild envy as Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo raced towards their Cutie Mark Crusaders Tree House.
“Hi Granny Smith, bye Granny Smith!” yelled Apple Bloom as she and her friends rushed past the old Apple Family barn.
"You fillies better wash up before suppertime! Ain't no way you gonna be eating covered in mud!"
"Eeyup." muttered Big Macintosh as he and Applejack lazily made his way towards the barn after a hard day’s work in the fields.
“Are we staying for supper Apple Bloom?” Sweetie Belle asked, a slightly puzzled look on her face. Apple Bloom on the other hoof, simply shrugged.
On the other side of town however, we find two familiar friends slowly making their way towards the Everfree Forest, both carrying their saddlebag.
"But twilight.... it's just so hot today. A lady like I should not have to sweat so profusely and so needlessly." whined a familiar prim and proper white unicorn.
"Oh it's not that bad Rarity. And anyway, we're going to see Zecora for the herbs I asked for. It'll be cool once under the shade of the Everfree Forest." said Twilight with a spring in her voice.
"Oh I still can't believe that I agreed to go along with you into the forest. I mean the muck and the grime. I'll have to make another arrangement with Lotus Blossom when we get back. Oh I do hope she can fit me in on such short notice."
*giggle* "Oh come on now Rarity, you promised me yesterday you’d accompany me. Listen, how about we both go for a full treatment after this? My treat."
"Well in that case, I accept.” Rarity replied looking much happier at the thought of a full round of pampering.
As they entered the forest, Twilight was proven right, as usual. For the Everfree Forest was cooler and as the wind blew past them, the freshness of the forest filled their nostrils and slowly dried the sweat off their bodies. A little more comfortable, the two friends made their way towards Zecora's hut. On the way, the two reminisced about very first adventure together. Their travels through the Everfree Forest, in search for the Ancient Castle of the Royal Pony Sisters, and looking for the Elements of Harmony. They spoke of the trials they had faced, such as the Manticore, the scary, evil faced trees, and the Sea Serpent.
"Oh Twilight." Rarity wailed suddenly, "Can we not talk about the serpent? It took forever for my tail to grow back."
"But didn't it grow back right after you received your Element of Harmony?" Twilight asked; a puzzled look on her face.
"Well, yes dear, but still, the entire time without my fabulous tail is a tragedy in its own right, isn't it?" she asked as she cocked her head to one side, eyes, sheepishly looking back at Twilight.
"Oh Rarity." Twilight sighed, a slight grin on her face. And the two friends continued their journey to Zecora's hut.
The rest of the travel was rather uneventful aside the giggles and laughter of two close friends. Soon, they arrived at their destination. A house built into a medium sized tree where Zecora lived. Looking up however, the sky had darkened slightly, indicating night was fast approaching.
"Wow." muttered Twilight. "It's getting dark. Let’s hurry up here and get back to Ponyville."
Rarity, on the other hoof, seemed a little distracted, kicking off some mud that clung to her. Twilight sighed and knocked on the door. The door swung open slowly and there stood Zecora, welcoming them both.
"It's always a pleasure to see, Friend Twilight and Rarity."
"Good evening Zecora. It's good to see you too. Do you have the ingredients I asked for?"
"Dear Twilight I must confess, There is but one, missing from the rest. The last item to make your tea, is a flower from the Midnight Tree. I will have to harvest it soon, For the flower only blooms in the light of the moon. But worry not my friends. For I will obtain it of course, for you see, I know its very source. However, danger lurks where it is grown, therefore, I must venture out alone."
"But if it's that dangerous, wouldn't it be better if we went with you?" Twilight asked a little concerned for Zecora's safety.
"Uhh...heh heh heh... Twilight...." Rarity calls. And as Twilight turns to look, she finds Rarity's face, slightly flushed, nervously shaking her head from side to side.
"Ha ha. I do appreciate your company; but it would be safer if it's just me."
And just as Zecora was about to head for the door, she looks out the window and then mentions to her friends once more.
"Night draws near my little ponies, safe not the forest be. Why not stay the night? I'll be back eventually."
And she walks over to her bed.
"Forgive my home for it’s a mess, but my bed is large so you both can rest. And if sleep is what you are longing, then sleep, for I will return, come the morning."
“Actually, your bed does look larger than the last time we were here.” Twilight noticed.
“Why yes Twilight, that is true, so now it’s comfortable for the both of you”
"Well... it is getting rather late,” Rarity admitted, “and I would not fancy another walk in that awful forest at night. What do you think Twilight? Better here than outside, wouldn’t you say?"
"Well… you have a point there Rarity, but I'm surprised that you would want to stay the night here."
"Well, it’s like I said dear Twilight, it’s much safer than out there right? Ooo! We can make it a sleepover, just like the last time with you, me and Applejack!"
"If I remembered correctly, the last time had more arguing, but I guess you're right Rarity. Alright Zecora. We'll accept your invitation to spend the night here. Thank you."
Zecora nods her head and turns towards the door. She pushes the door open with her hoof, and as she is about to leave, she glances back to the two ponies as they are settling in, and a happy grin appears on her face. Rarity turns and she sees Zecora looking at her. She blushes a deep red and nods sheepishly back. Zecora leaves, closing the door behind her. She begins her trek further into the forest to gather up the last of the ingredients for the tea she promised Twilight.
Okay, here we have the third chapter. I hope you like the direction I'm going with this. And again, I didn't italic the conversation. Still trying to figure out if I should go back to the conversation style like in chapter one. If you have any comments about that, please feel free to let me know. Oh yes, and about the story too. :)
"Well Rarity, since we are here, what shall we do? I mean, I brought a book for a little light reading." with that, she laid her saddlebag beside the bed and brought out a rather large, thick book that took up the entire left side of her saddlebag and brought it towards the bed.
"Dear Twilight, you call that light reading? It's almost as thick as the Fire Ruby Spikie-Wikie gave me, standing up!" Rarity exclaimed as she too left her bag next to Twilight’s.
"Oh it's not that thick. And it's a really good book." Replied Twilight as she gently placed the book onto the bed.
"Well, looking at how dreadfully dark it’s getting, I think it's almost time to turn in. I'm going to brush my mane for a bit. Twilight! Would you like me to brush your mane as well?" Rarity offered as she lifted a soft brush from her bag.
“Well, it’s still light enough to read Rarity. And anyway, I would like to get through several pages first before turning in for the night.” And with that, Twilight lay down onto the bed, crossed her front hooves and magically opened the book. “You go on ahead.”
“Oh don’t mind if I do Twilight.” And she went off looking for a mirror.
Several minutes later, a rather unhappy moan echoed throughout the hut. "Ooooh! Why doesn't Zecora have one?" Rarity exclaimed.
"Rarity!" Twilight rushed to her distraught friend, who now sat on the floor. "What's wrong?"
"I can't find a large enough mirror in this entire hut. How am I supposed to look fabulous without one?" she whimpered as she hung her head low.
Twilight let out a sigh, “Here Rarity, then let me help. I’ll brush your mane for you.”
“You would… do that Twilight?” Rarity asked, a rather hopeful look on her face.
“Come on, hop onto the bed, at least we’ll be comfortable.”
With a Fluttershy like squeal, Rarity got off the floor and walked over to Zecora’s bed. There she, quite happily hopped on, leaning her head out towards Twilight, who only just sat down comfortably next to her friend.
Twilight sat a little closer to Rarity to better see what she was doing. And with a magical raspberry coloured glow, Twilight lifted Rarity’s hairbrush to the back of her head, near her ears, and gently combed her mane from base to tip. Knowing how particular she could be about this, Twilight made sure as to stroke the same area several times before moving lower down her neck. Making sure to get any leaves and/or knots she might have picked up from the journey here.
“Mmmm…. My Twilight, you are rather good at this. Don’t tell me that you don’t brush YOUR mane before bed.”
“Well, only when it looks a mess Rarity. And I usually brush in the mornings.” Twilight answered as she continues to delicately brush Rarity’s mane. Twilight had convinced herself that this will definitely take a while. She probably wouldn’t get any reading done tonight.
Rarity on the other hoof, was deep in thought. Still slightly unsure, she thought back. She had feelings for this unicorn. Feelings that she thought, at one time, was nothing more than a deep appreciation, maybe a strong sense of friendship. However, as the months passed, she could not think about anypony else that would make her smile. No other pony could make her feel happy just by walking into the same room. There was no other pony she wanted to be around. And lately, whenever she slept, she would toss and turn in bed, heartache and loneliness keeping her from a restful sleep. And her dreams, she could only remember Twilight.
Her thoughts returned her to the morning of the day before; when Sweetie Belle snuggled up against her. When her little sister had left, all Rarity could think of, was wishing she was snuggling up against the purple Unicorn.
Now here she was, alone with her. And she was afraid. What would she do? Tell her friend that she loves her? What if she said no? What if Twilight felt disgusted with the idea of mares in love? Rarity dreaded telling her friend for the fear of losing her completely.
Twilight on the other hand was about to finish her task. She had worked her way down Rarity’s neck. And as she began stroking the last bit of Rarity’s mane, she accidentally stroked a sensitive spot on her back.
“Mmm Hmmmm…..” Rarity sighed happily.
“Uh… I think you might be enjoying this just a little too much.” Twilight blushed as she spoke, an uncomfortable tone in her voice.
“Hmmm..?” Rarity piqued, in a rather curious manner. “Oh… don’t read too much into that dear Twilight. I’ve just haven’t had my mane brushed by somepony else in a long time, and it feels, well, rather nostalgic to be honest. Now please dear, don’t stop.”
“Alright.” Twilight said finally as she continued to stroke Rarity’s mane.
A short time later, Twilight placed the brush beside Rarity, telling her that she had finished brushing down her mane. This was it, she thought. Almost immediately, Rarity slid herself up against Twilight, pressing the back of her head and neck against Twilight’s chin.
“Eep! Rarity!” Twilight yelp, her body froze, her cheeks turning to a shade of red, more prominent then the time she drank hot sauce.
“Thank you Twilight.” Rarity cooed quickly, “I really did miss having my mane done by somepony else.” There was a slight pause as neither pony spoke. Rarity turned her head to look up at Twilight, concern and maybe a little fear creeping up inside her. “Twilight,” she started, “are you alright? You seem absolutely rigid.”
“Wh... well, to be honest Rarity, you kind of caught me by surprise there.” Twilight answered nervously, still blushing.
Rarity decided to push on. “Oh? You mean when I did this?” she said as she pressed the back of her neck against Twilight’s chin, slowly stroking her soft mane against Twilight’s body.
“Eep! Yes! That!” was all Twilight could say, as she leapt back towards the edge of the bed.
“Why Twilight, I’m just so delighted to be in your company. Just the two of us here, alone, on this nice soft bed….” Rarity cooed, leaning closer to Twilight, their muzzles almost touching.
“Umm… Rarity, could you not c-c-com… OOF!! … oww…” Twilight moaned. She had fallen off the bed trying to back away from Rarity’s advances.
“Twilight?” Rarity asked as she looked over the bed to see Twilight sitting on her haunches, rubbing her head with her hoof.
“Twilight, are you alright?” Rarity asked, watching her friend as she slowly stood up.
“Yeah, I’m alright” Twilight replied. “Rarity, what’s gotten into you?”
“Umm… well…” she started.
“I mean, I know you appreciate that I brushed your mane, but that was more than just appreciation. That felt almost… almost…”
“Affectionate? Intimate maybe?” Rarity finished, as she turned around and faced her back to Twilight.
Twilight was puzzled at Rarity’s behavior. She was about to raise her voice when she saw Rarity suddenly shiver. A soft sob escaped the white unicorn’s lips.
Twilight moved round the bed to better look at Rarity. She placed both her front hooved on the bed. “Rarity, what’s wrong. You can tell me anything.”
“Anything Twilight? Really?” Rarity asked, not looking at her friend.
“Of course. Anything at all, you can tell me.” She leaned in a little closer.
Rarity thought for a moment. What to do. Here she was, so close. “Opportunity beckons. Take it.” Her mind told her. Rarity had made her decision. In one smooth action, Rarity turned her muzzle towards Twilight, a split second passed as she looked deep into Twilights eyes, she then closed them, as she pressed her lips against Twilight’s. For Rarity, that one moment her heart sang with joy. All hurt, all pain, insecurities, and doubt left her. She felt a happiness that she could never describe. And that kiss, she wanted it to last an eternity.
Twilight stood there, her lips locked with Rarity’s. The movement was so sudden, she hardly registered anything, all she knew was one second, she saw these bright blue eyes staring at her, and the next, her soft luscious lips pressed against hers. Twilight froze as Rarity took full advantage of her shock. The kiss lasted only for a moment, and when Rarity finally broke the kiss, she turned away from Twilight, muttering under her breath, just loud enough for Twilight to hear;
“Now you know.” She said as Twilight noticed a single tear roll down her cheek.
Twilight sat on one end of the bed, Rarity on the other. Both sat in silence thinking of what had just transpired. The kiss was still fresh in Twilight’s mind. She looked at Rarity, who was now sobbing slightly, her head hung low; tears slowly flowed from her eyes.
“So what do we do now?” Twilight said, breaking the silence between them.
“I don’t know.” Rarity answered, all the drama absent from her words. “I really don’t know.” She repeated.
“Do you want to talk about it? I mean, you have feelings for me, I-“
“I love you Twilight Sparkle. I love you.” Rarity said softly as she tilted her head away from Twilight, her eyes tightly shut. Fear building up inside her.
“Oh…” was the only reply Twilight gave as silence once more fell upon the room.
“Do you… do you have any… feelings for me Twilight? Any at all?” she asked softly, a mix of fear and hope flooded through her as she sneaked a glance.
“I don’t know Rarity. It’s all so sudden. I don’t know what to think.” Twilight admitted.
“Then don’t think Twilight,” Rarity almost shouted, pain and hurt so evident in her voice, “Just tell me what’s in your heart.”
“I… I… I don’t know Rarity. I really don’t” Twilight tried not to hurt her friend, though she found it hard not to. “I don’t know what I feel for you,” she continues, seeing the tears in her friend’s eyes, “but I do know I care for you. Does that help at all?”
“No…” Rarity said flatly. “It does not. I know you care for me, like you and I care for the others, but… “she began to trail off. “Am I just a friend? Or are we… can we be more than just that?”
“Rarity…” Twilight began as she slid herself closer. She reached out with her hoof and held up her friend’s face up.
Rarity, looking into Twilights eyes, she suddenly lunged forward, wrapping her forelegs around Twilight’s neck, startling her. “I will always love you Twilight, even if you cannot love me the same.” And with that, she climbed down from the bed and headed towards the door.
“Rarity, wait! It’s so late now, where are you going?” Twilight yelled as her senses came back to her. Rarity held the door with her magic, looking back at Twilight, “Home Twilight. Home to the solitude and loneliness of my bed.” And with that, Rarity leaves, closing the door behind her.
Twilight leaps from the bed, however, in the frantic effort to go after her friend, one of her hind leg gets caught in the blanket, pulling her earthwards. With a crash, she lands head first just off the bed, her haunches and hind legs above her and her head and forelegs lay sprawled on the floor. In front of her lay a parcel that fell out of Rarity’s saddlebags. It was addressed to her. Magically tearing the parcel open, she noticed that there was a matching pair of heart-shaped Amethyst and Diamond collars. There was also a note, “To the one pony who has stolen my heart.” Try as she might, but Twilight could not hold back the tears that began flowing down her cheek. “Rarity!” she calls out as she fumbles against the blankets. Kicking them off, she dashes for the door. As she wrenches the door open with her own magic, she hears a blood curdling scream coming not too far into the forest.
“Rarity!” she screams again, as fear clutches her heart. She gallops into the forest, towards the screams, praying to Celestia that she would arrive in time. She hears the screams again, closer this time. She pushes on, her hooves pounding against the ground, mud splashing with every step. Suddenly a branch lashes across her face. She ignores the pain, even as the blood and tears, trickles down her face. Barreling through a bush, the thorns rake against her flesh. Still she pushes on, blood soaking into her fur. Ducking under a branch, she sees a fallen log in her path. Gritting her teeth, she leaps over the log and through the undergrowth, landing at the edge of an open field. There she sees Rarity, covered in mud, lying on her back as she desperately tries to back away from a pack of four timberwolves.
Rarity screams again as the timberwolves close in on their prey. She tries desperately to scare them off as she magically throws rocks and twigs at them. However, in her terrified state, she could not muster the power to throw anything heavier than a large pebble. The timberwolves ignore the pitiful assault. By now, the Alpha looms over her, saliva, almost as thick as tree sap, drips from his open maw. Rarity closes her eyes, waiting for the jaws to end her life. The last thing on her mind was Twilight. How she would never see her again. How she would never find out her feeling for her. She sobs pitifully, as she accepts her fate. Suddenly a loud crash erupted just above her, followed by the shrieks of pain coming from her attackers. She opened her eyes to see the Alpha pinned under a large tree trunk, the others, staggering. She craned her neck to look behind her and what she saw sent waves of relief and joy surging through her.
Twilight had seen what was about to happen. As the Alpha timberwolf lowered its jaws towards Rarity, Twilight grabbed the fallen tree trunk she had only moments ago leapt over with her magic. The tree trunk glowed with a raspberry coloured hue as it lifted several feet off the ground. And with a mighty shove, Twilight sent the trunk flying, aiming directly towards the terrible creature. Her aim was straight and true as the solid wooden missile slammed into the open maw of the Alpha and barreled its way past the others. While they were still stunned, Twilight then grabbed all four of the timberwolves with her magic, anger and desperation fueling her on, she flung the timberwolves, all four of them as hard as she could towards the other edge of the clearing. They crashed against the trees with a sickening crack. Not wanting to tempt fate, she engulfed Rarity with her magic, unwilling to risk if she was injured or not, and carried her through the forest, back to Zecora’s home. Slamming the door behind her, she carefully laid Rarity onto the large bed. Only when they were safe in the hut did she finally allow herself to collapse, her body exhausted, her magic drained.
Other than being muddy, gritty with sap in her mane, Rarity was unharmed. She lay there on the bed, unable to fully grasp what had just transpired. Twilight had braved the woods, fought the timberwolves, to save her. She had cradled her in the warm glow of her magic all the way back to safety. For a moment in time, Rarity felt loved. However, all good feelings faded as she realized that Twilight was lying on the ground, breathing heavily. She turned over onto her stomach, crawled to the edge of the bed and looked at the exhausted purple unicorn.
“Twilight, you… you came after me…” Rarity said weakly, her eyes tearing.
“Of... huff… course… huff… I did. Huff… I could not… huff… have left you… huff… out there… huff… alone.”
It was then Rarity noticed the open package below her. “Oh… you opened the present I made for you.” She blushed slightly, looking away from Twilight as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
“Well… huff… it was addressed to me… huff” Twilight answered, grinning sheepishly.
Rarity was about to say something when Twilight stood up and raised a hoof. “Rarity,” she began. “I don’t know if I can love you the way you want me to,” she shifted uncomfortably from one hoof to another, “but I care for you, deeply. More now than I previously thought.” Rarity’s heart skipped a beat. “Ohpleaseohpleaseohplease…” her mind raced as the tears threatened to flow once more.
“So, if you’d want, maybe… well, just maybe… we can give this relationship… a shot?” Twilight finished, a small smile on her face.
All Rarity could do was lie there on the bed. Shock held her there. Her mind raced. Twilight had just about agreed to this relationship. Well, a tryout at least, but it was better than a ‘no’.
“Twilight, are you sure? Are you alright with two mares in love?” Rarity asked, suddenly wishing she hadn’t.
“I’ve seen pairing in town Rarity, Stallions and mares, both partners’ stallions, and both partners’ mares. And I’ve come to realize, that if you really love somepony, then it’s the pony that’s important. Not necessarily the gender.” Twilight said with a smile as she walked towards Rarity. “Just look at Applejack and Rainbow Dash for example.”
“Twilight, you know about them?” Rarity asked, rather impressed by Twilight’s observation.
Twilight giggled slightly, “It was kind of hard to miss, especially seeing that they would periodically disappear behind the barn every so often. Celestia knows what they do back there.”
Rarity blushed slightly upon hearing that statement. Twilight continued, her voice becoming low, and a little comforting. “And I may not love you as you want me to just yet, but I know I really care for you. And I could not bear the thought of losing you out there.” She tilted her head towards the door.
“So you are saying that you are willing to give ‘us’ a shot?” Rarity asked, hoping for the answer she so desired.
“Yes.” Twilight said without hesitation.
Rarity closed her eyes and laid her head between her hooves. She began to cry as tears of happiness flowed freely down her cheeks. “Oh Twilight, you cannot begin to understand how happy I am right now.” She sat up and raised her hooves towards Twilight, who responded by walking in close to her friend, embracing her in a tight hug.
“I love you Twilight Sparkle. Will you come to bed with me?” she asked sweetly.
Twilight pulled back and looked at her, unsure what she meant by that.
Rarity caught on to the unasked question. “You naughty mare,” Rarity said teasingly, her expression softened as she continued “share the bed Twilight. Just sleep, nothing more… well, maybe just a little cuddling.”
Twilight blushed at the thoughts she had now pushed aside and hugged her friend. “Alright, but just cuddling.” she said as she climbed onto the bed.
“Oohhh… I’m so filthy.” Rarity moaned suddenly as Twilight sat beside her, realizing that she was covered in mud.
“Quite filthy indeed.” Twilight agreed. “Here, I brought along a towel. Let me just wet it a little.” She said as she levitated the towel into the bathroom and dipped it in a bucket of water. Wringing it out, she brought it back to the bed. “Hold still.” She said as she carefully wiped the mud, and sap off Rarity. Soon after, she folded the towel in half and proceeded to clean the mud off herself.
“Thank you Twilight.” Rarity said as Twilight tossed the used towel onto the floor. “It’s really late. Shall we?” she continued as she lifted the blanket with her magic.
The two Unicorns crawled under the covers, both had mixed feelings of what was about to transpire. Rarity a feeling of excitement and happiness filled her as she finally had someone to banish the loneliness she felt every night. And Twilight, a weird feeling of both uncertainty and comfort seemed to lay over her like a blanket that now covered them both.
“Um… would you… um… prefer me to face you, or... um… away from you?” Twilight asked rather nervously.
Rarity pulled Twilight close, kissed her lightly on the nose and smiled. Her partner did not resist. “However that makes you feel comfortable.” She replied.
“Um… I don’t know. This is the first time I’ve slept with another pony.” Twilight could not help but blush at their close proximity.
“Well, if you are a little worried about it, show me your back.” Rarity said. Twilight did as she asked. “Um… what happens now… EEP!” Twilight yelped as Rarity placed her forelegs around Twilight’s chest and pulled her into a hug.
“Well Twilight dear, now we sleep. That’s it.” Rarity said as she began nuzzling Twilight’s mane and neck. “Mmmmm…. Twilight, your mane is so soft.” She added as she yawned and closed her eyes. “Goodnight Twilight love.”
“Goodnight Rarity.” Twilight replied, a little nervousness in her voice as she too closed her eyes.
At the break of dawn, Zecora neared her home. In her saddle bag was a bunch of freshly cut Midnight Roses for Twilight’s tea. She quietly hums an old homeland tune to pass the time. Not too long has passed before she reaches her destination. Taking a look around, she notices the tracks in front of her door. What looks like hoof marks coming and going from the hut. However, due to the time that has passed, she could only make out that one pony came rushing back to the hut some hours before. She carefully pushed the door open and peeks inside.
As she looks in her home, she sees the two unicorns snuggled up in her bed. She smiles to herself concluding that things did work out well in the night. Although she wondered why was there a lightly damp towel on the floor that had mud and sap wipes on it. Nevertheless, she quietly crept back into the hut, making sure not to wake up her two friends. The first thing she needed was a bath she decided and off she went towards the bathroom.
Rarity woke up to the sound of water splashing. She opened her eyes and was greeted by a mess of purple hair. She smiled as she hugged the sleeping Twilight closer to her, breathing in the scent of her mane. For once in her life, Rarity woke up without the lonely feelings that ate at her each morning. For once she woke up to the feel of her lover against her fur. For once, she woke up… happy. She nuzzled Twilight, burying her face into the mess that was Twilight’s mane, not minding it one bit. She nuzzled deeper and placed a kiss gently on Twilight’s neck. Twilight in turn, moaned in her sleep. Rarity sighed happily. She leaned in closer, forelegs wrapped tightly around Twilight’s chest, and draping her hind leg over her sleeping partner. She just didn’t want this to end. Holding on tightly, Rarity slowly began drifting off back to sleep.
Eventually, Twilight rose from her slumber. Her vision blurry, her surrounding was unfamiliar. She brought her hooves up to her face and gently rubbed her eyes and yawned. It was then she felt another warm body on the bed, pressing up against her. At first she was startled, wondering what was going on until she looked down to see a pair of familiar hooves around her. The entire night’s events flooded her memory and she realized who she was in bed with.
“What was I thinking?” Twilight thought to herself. “Rarity is in love with me. She has been in love with me since… I don’t know how long she’s been in love with me. Should I ask? Maybe I shouldn’t. Ooh, what should I do? What should I do?”
Suddenly, Twilight noticed that someone else was watching them. A familiar zebra was lying on a dull grey cushion, tea, set on a short table beside her, a smile on her face.
“Uhmm… goo… good morning Zecora. Um… h… how long have you been sitting there?” Twilight asked nervously.
“Shhh…. Quietly now Twilight, come sit by me, and tell me what you think of Rarity.”
Zecora cooed, as she beckoned Twilight over with her hoof.
Twilight turned to look over she shoulder. She saw a white muzzle, so close, she almost bumped noses against it. She could now hear Rarity’s quiet snores as she slept. Gently, Twilight unhooked herself from Rarity’s embrace and stopped briefly as she heard Rarity moan softly. She then gently slid herself to the end of the bed and quietly made her way to sit beside Zecora.
“Ehm… Zecora, you’d probably want to know why we were… um… snuggling on your bed. Well, it… uhm…”
“Dear Twilight, you need not explain what it true, that your friend Rarity loves you. However, I can also tell that her love you wish not spurn. But do you not love her in return?”
Zecora asked, concern in her voice.
“Truthfully Zecora, I do not know. I love my friends, and yes I love Rarity, but I do not know if I love her in a way that two special ponies would share. I like spending time with her. I like our spa dates… did I just say date? I mean when we spend time together at the spa, just the two of us… and, come to think of it, it’s almost a weekly occurrence now. Anyway, there has been a lot…well… what I mean is, I like spending time with her, but to love her? I don’t know.”
“Twilight, calm yourself, it’s…” Zecora began before she was cut off again by Twilight’s ramblings.
“I mean it’s alright now, but then what would the others think? I mean, sure Applejack and Rainbow won’t really bother since they are in a relationship themselves, but what about Pinkie Pie, or Fluttershy? What would they think or say if they found out that we were together? The townponies seem alright with the idea of two ponies of the same gender having a relationship. So that’s not really a problem. And should I tell Princess Celestia about it? I tell her almost everything. Ohhh…” she began to whine, “she might make me go back to Canterlot. Spike and I will have to say goodb…. Spike. Oh I forgot about Spike. He’s in love with Rarity and if he found out that we are in love, I mean she’s in love with me, he might not forgive either of us. Spike loves me like a big sister and I can’t break his little heart….”
Suddenly felt her face pressed against Zecora’s hooves. One at each cheek.
“Twilight Sparkle, calm yourself down. There is no need to fear if the one you love is near. Ignore those who would give you grief, let them sneer and gasp and stare in disbelief. In the end it is not they to whom you should care, but the pony who truly loves you… the pony sitting over there.”
Zecora finished, turning Twilight’s head gently to see Rarity, sitting very much ladylike, her forelegs crossed, dangling over the side of the bed.
“Eep! Rarity! I… um... didn’t realize… um… err… how long have you been listening?”
“Twilight, are you worried of what the others might think of us?”
“Well, not really so much as … others, but mostly the ponies important to me. Our friends; Princess Celestia. And most of all, Spike.” She replied blushing, a mix of worry and embarrassment flowing through her.
“Twilight, you need not be so worried. After all, our friends already know about Rainbow and Applejack, not to mention that there is Lyra and Bon Bon too. And as for the Princess, you can always tell her that our friendship has just elevated to a whole new level. However, you are right about one thing. There is little Spiky-Wiky too.” Rarity said as a small frown appeared on her lips.
Twilight was about to comment when Rarity spoke once more, “But in truth Twilight, I’m afraid that I cannot give Spike what he hopes from me. I like him, but not in the same way he likes me. I know I have to tell him that one day, but I’m afraid of hurting him in the process.”
“So what should we do about it then?” Twilight asked, hoping that the flow of this conversation would lead away from the current topic. However, as usual, she didn’t have that kind of luck.
“The first thing is us.” Rarity said, rather bluntly. “Twilight, I love you. There is no hiding that. And before I ask you if you love me, I have to ask. How does that make you feel?” Now Rarity was looking straight at Twilight, who in turn was staring at the floor.
“I do not know Rarity... I really like you and as last night proved, I can’t bear losing you.” Twilight shifted from side to side, wondering if Rarity was going to say anything. However, she kept silent. Twilight continued, “Maybe we could just spend more time together? I like our spa dates… um… so maybe we could … um … just go on with that and see where … ah … things will lead, maybe?”
“Twilight… if this situation is making you so uncomfortable, then maybe, maybe we should not go on with this.” Rarity finally spoke, sadness in her voice.
“Now girls, love is never easy, true, but that doesn’t mean that you both give up too. Rarity, Twilight needs time to think this over, for who knows, she might decide to make you her lover. And as for you Twilight, there is nothing wrong in loving other mares, therefore, let dear Rarity show you how much she cares.”
Zecora added.
Twilight began to ponder over Zecora’s words. Thinking about what was said and how it would affect her. In the end, there was truth in the advice and that all she needed was to take things slow. She sighed and said, “Rarity, I cannot say that I love you, but as I said last night, I will give ‘us’ a shot, and see where this relationship will lead. However, I must ask one thing.”
“Of course Twilight, anything, just name it.”
“One day, soon, you will have to tell Spike about this, at least, about the part where you cannot give him the love he gives you.” Twilight said, rather matter-of-fact like.
“Yes, I suppose it’s only fair. I can’t simply string him along when I’m in love with somepony else.” she said, smiling at Twilight, who began to blush slightly.
“Thank you.” Twilight ended.
The two Unicorns began to pack their stuff into their saddlebags. Twilight, taking the jeweled neck piece as Rarity handed it over to her. Twilight smiled as she levitated it and fastened it around her neck. Rarity doing the same with her own.
Thanking Zecora, they opened the door to leave for home. Just then Zecora spoke out,
“Before I forget and thus leave it with me. Here you are Twilight, your Midnight Tea.”