Chapters
“Rarity?” “My darling?” “Remember our trips to Canterlot? Right after our first Grand Galloping Gala, for that job with Princess Celestia?” “Of course. How can I not? I remember it as though it were yesterday.” “Hm. You know, you’ve never told me your side of it.” “I haven’t? Well! I don’t see why I can’t tell you now. It’s a long ride back home, after all.” I. The Princess’s Request You were an enigma, Twilight Sparkle. The very first…- 45.2 K • Oneshot
The wheels of the old toy wagon scraped the icy early morning snowed-on pavement, almost but not quite buckling under the weight of the portable guitar amplifier and the portable power generator it was plugged into. Christmas decorations hung all over the ritzy neighborhood apartment, each looking like it wanted to outshow its neighbors. The wheels came to a stop, the handle falling to the ground with a soft thud as Rainbow adjusted the electric guitar hanging from the back of her coat and…- 2.0 K • Oneshot
She could have been heartless and let her fears convince her to say no. It had been a rainy autumn day when Rarity had first told her she loved her, about a year before her ascension. They’d been having dinner at a restaurant in Canterlot, and after an expensive dessert, Rarity had said it, and Twilight? Twilight had almost refused to believe it. “Really?” she’d asked, stunned, flustered, delighted. Stunned because for so long she’d assumed Rarity would never be…- 2.4 K • Oneshot
Blending in a crowd of costumed people outside the club, Applejack waved at Rarity from within the constraints of her full suit of knight armor (sans visor). “Rarity!” Rarity wasted no time rushing towards her, past a group of drunken pirates flirting with aliens, and when Applejack opened her arms for a comforting hug, she was grateful to fall into them. “Oh, thank God you were here,” she sniffled, the affectionate, tight hug enough to break down the wall she’d built on the walk there.…- 17.8 K • Ongoing
When dear Aqua Swing settled down at the Sapphire’s lobby desk that Monday morning, putting down her cup of tea and organizing her papers, she hadn’t expected much of the day. It was a day like any other, she thought, with events she could prepare for such as: Clients being late, as always. Rainbow Dash ‘dealing’ with a few bad apples. Rainbow Dash flirting with Shimmer Glass, and Aqua having to scold her to get her on her way. My good self descending from my room at some point and sullenly…- 119.3 K • Completed
The woman always stopped by the shop every other day at precisely six in the afternoon. In fact, Rarity thought, her eyes trained on her watch’s hands ticking ever so close to six, she should be here any minute now. She—as in, Rarity—probably oughtn’t to be so obvious about it, should she? No, I shouldn’t, she told herself, walking over to the cash register and pretending to look busy counting the bills she’d already counted before. One, two, three, four— Ding, ding! chimed…- 1.2 K • Oneshot
Art, in all its forms, was a deeply personal experience, Rarity found. Twilight and she discussed the matter once as they talked about a book. The idea of whether one can separate the creator from what’s been created. There were some things they agreed one could do such a thing with, such as scientific matters, for example. If one were to create a mathematical equation or theorem or something of the sort, no matter who they were or what their life experiences were, the result would…- 3.3 K • Ongoing
Fry was… frustrating. She really didn’t get him. Sure, Leela didn’t think herself heartless, and she understood that he missed the past, but wasting away his days watching TV, eating his weight in retro food, and just… well, being plain sad? Not to mention just outright completely abandoning his friends? He lived in the Now! The Present! It wasn’t like he could go back, so why neglect the friends who love him now? Ugh! Men. Additionally, Fry deciding to ditch…- 1.2 K • Ongoing
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