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XVIII. A Talk Between Delinquents Life works in mysterious ways, doesn’t it? It’s such a trite expression, used by everypony so often that it’s lost any shred of meaning, and yet it’s true. Life has a tendency, I’ve found, to give you what you want exactly at the precise moment when you don’t want it, and in a way you never wanted it. Is it a way to punish us for being demanding? Entitled? Taking things for granted? Life is a cruel prankster. And its cruelest prank, I thought…- 45.2 K • Oneshot
- XXII. Emergency Confession Protocol #8 By the time Monday morning came, I’d yet to arrive at a decision. It was hard to decide in a week if one was willing to change their lives so drastically. I only properly told Fluttershy about it, the trip and the job offer and the moving, and she is so very intelligent, Fluttershy. She hides it, but she is, and you can imagine how I nearly choked on my tea when she asked if I was hesitating because of my feelings for you. “Oh dear! Was it…
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- ???. The Last Train Home In the book of Rarity's life, Twilight Sparkle was its beginning, is its middle, and will be its end. Rarity knew this for a fact, and she would not have it any other way. She always did love Manehattan. She loved the city lights, the trends, and the ponies who seemed to live on a different plane of time, if that made sense. It was the city where time went as fast or slow as one’s life. It had been before she was and would continue to be after she was…
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Rarity appreciated everypony. She did. Really. Except for right now. Right now, she really didn’t appreciate the gang of loud, rowdy princesses and ponies parading in and out her house as though it were some sort of circus. She had a dress to make. Several dresses, in fact, because she had a business to kick back into gear, so she’d overcommitted herself, but it was fine, because she’d surely get them done in time if she was just allowed a few hours of…- 25.2 K • Ongoing
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
"Twilight," said Princess Celestia, the two of them enjoying a delicious cup of afternoon tea in the library. She idly stirred her tea, lost in thought. "I hope you don't mind my curiosity, but…" She paused. How to say it? How to ask a question she wasn't allowed to directly ask? How, how, how. "...But?" prompted her ever-faithful student, blinking at her mentor with curious eyes. Celestia faltered, but then quickly composed herself, offering Twilight a pristine smile. She'd gotten…- 1.7 K • Oneshot
Rainbow Dash and Twilight Sparkle had been the best detectives in town for as long as it mattered. Which was from the second they’d got their start at the Celestial Private Detective Agency, obviously. All the detectives before they got there were good-for-nothings so screw ‘em. And yet. And yet, despite being a dynamic duo consisting of the coolest and smartest private eye ever and also Twilight Sparkle—who was cool and awesome in her own way—their career was in…- 1.6 K • Oneshot
Once upon a time, Rarity asked of Twilight Sparkle a very important favor. "Twilight," she'd said, rushing to leave and catch her train to Canterlot, "I am expecting a letter." "A letter?" Twilight had asked, watching as the unicorn ran to and fro, making sure she'd not forgotten a thing. "Yes, a letter," Rarity asked, wrapping a scarf around her suitcase, and then around her neck when she realised she's the one who needed the scarf. "A very important letter." She stopped mid-wrap and looked…- 2.8 K • Oneshot
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