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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.…- 20.0 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
"I can't believe Fry would just…abandon us like that. And for a terrible TV and three classical music records no less!" "Eh, whatever." "Don't you care even a little that he just left us?" "Sure I care but there's nothing we can do about it. Besides, it's not like we need him." "Bender, he's your friend." "So?" "A Friend is someone that you're supposed to care about." "Really?" Bender asked, honestly surprised. "Isn't a friend someone that you drink with and then make him pay for…- 1.2 K • Ongoing
Twilight Sparkle was only twenty-one years old when her entire world crumbled before her. Rarity was leaving. She was leaving for good, back to her kingdom, back to her suitors, back to her life Twilight couldn't be a part of, so far away from Equestria and herself. Wasn't it curious? Wasn't it painfully amusing how things worked, how the wheels turned, how… How nearly a year she spent with a unicorn she could barely understand had felt so crystal clear, so right, so perfect… And wasn't it…- 14.9 K • Oneshot
Ponies told her she was silly. She lived in Ponyville. A little town in the middle of nowhere, inhabited by simple folk who did not wear or care about clothes in the least. To try and sell clothes to them would be akin to trying to sell food to a rock. But she didn’t care, because she was a designer, and clothes were her medium. She’d had a few successful sales before—small ones, as she was not a very good designer back then—but it wasn’t about the money or the success or any such…- 3.3 K • Ongoing
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