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The Crunchwrap Supreme
In her entire however-many-years she’d been alive, Rarity the unicorn had never been to Taco Bell. Primarily, because such a thing didn’t exist in Equestria, the land of magical horsies, but also because Rarity the unicorn did not indulge in fast food, thank you very much. She was a lady of refined taste and impeccable physique, and she wasn’t one to commit a crime against Horse-God-See-Celestia and Fabulosity by subjecting her body to such trash. But there she was at a Taco Bell in…- 931 • Oneshot
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In Which Trixie talks to Rarity
Once upon a time, Rarity the unicorn decided she really needed to finish the dress she’d been working on. She’d been putting it off for days now, mostly because the client had asked for neon-green and neon-brown as primary colors, and there was only so much pain she could take on a daily basis. Come now, darling, she thought while trotting down the stairs. The sooner you’re rid of it, the sooner you can go bleach your eyes. Jumping over the last few steps with a little air of…- 1.4 K • Ongoing
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Take two, darling
One might say Rarity liked to stare at Twilight Sparkle. One might also be incorrect. Rarity the unicorn never stared, thank you very much. She was a lady. She admired and appreciated the immense beauty of her beloved, just as she happened to be doing at that very same moment. When she giggled, Twilight looked up from her book and towards her. “Huh? Did you say something?” “No,” Rarity said. She quickly changed her mind. “Well. Yes, I suppose. I…- 12.0 K • Oneshot
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I – IV
“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
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Something isn’t right.
“I have to admit this is kinda weird,” Twilight Sparkle said, readjusting herself on the picnic mat for the umptenth time, offering an awkward smile at… well, herself. It had been several hours already since she’d met her counterpart, but she felt she’d never get used to it. “But it is fascinating, though! Why do you think you need glasses and I don’t?” Twilight, the human one, laughed timidly, adjusting said glasses. “I don’t know? Maybe it has to do with our… er… natural forms,…- 1.5 K • Oneshot
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A call for help
‘Twas the morning before Hearth’s Warming, when all through the town, ponies ran out, doing shopping they’d forgotten about. The chatter filled the air, and the laughing did as well, of mares and stallions, colts and fillies, preparing their day for a wonderful eve. A beautiful town this was. But we don’t care about this town. Well, not yet, at least! Our holiday story starts somewhere decidedly less pleasant. It starts in a snowstorm and with a poor little mailmare desperately…- 4.5 K • Oneshot
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A short story.
This is a happy story. It was a rainy autumn day when I told Twilight Sparkle I loved her. I believe it happened about a year before she became an alicorn. We’d been having dinner at a restaurant in Canterlot, and after a wonderfully expensive dessert, I told her and she refused to believe me. “Really?” she’d asked me, stunned, flustered, delighted. She was so stunned, this silly little scholar who’d assumed I’d never be romantically interested in a bookworm who knew about many…- 2.3 K • Oneshot
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Soup
Neither of them spoke. Only the town did. It coughed through a stallion walking past them, his body wrapped in layers of warm clothes. It sang through the three carolers standing outside the restaurant’s gates, ignoring the annoyed glances coming from nearby patrons. It cried and laughed and lived through the endless symphony created by ponies living their lives that December afternoon. But it was quiet when it came to Twilight Sparkle and Sweetie Belle. There they sat on an outside table, as…- 1.5 K • Oneshot
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