5 Results with character "Fancy Pants"
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Our Illusion
Official visits to Trottingham tended to be anything but exciting for Princess Rarity. She’d spend the entire week stuck in her room, trying to somehow keep herself entertained while running away from the unwanted advances of the local nobles. Then again, what better way to add excitement to the trip than convincing her bodyguard to join her on an illicit exploration of the city?- 6.6 K • Nov 21, '21
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Our First Date
Twilight liked official visits to Trottingham city. Every so often, the King and Queen would send their eldest daughter to oversee the northern province for a few days. Truthfully, however, having Rarity go was merely a formality considering that Duke Fancy Pants, the king’s closest friend and advisor, would always be the one to actually do the overseeing. So, more often than not, Twilight would spend the entire week reading books inside Duke Trottingham’s castle while the Princess, well,…- 6.7 K • Completed
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The Masquerade
It was common knowledge to ponies from all around that Princess Rarity was one of the most sought after mares in the land. How many mares and stallions of noble houses had tried in vain to steal her heart and all that came with it? More than the maids, butlers, and servants of the castle could count or even remember when day after day, month after month, dignitaries from all over returned to their lands with their tails between their hindlegs. Nopony knew what made it so difficult to woo the…- 6.0 K • Completed
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The Masquerade
Twilight takes her duties as Princess Rarity’s bodyguard seriously. She will follow her into battle, into long and tiresome meetings, and into the occasional ball. Unfortunately for her, it’s difficult to protect a princess in a sea of costumed ponies when you have no idea which one of them is the princess.- 5.9 K • Nov 21, '21
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Leap of Faith
It was on our sixth meeting that Twilight Sparkle did the impossible. “It’s not fair!” Sweetie Belle’s voice echoed in the lobby, the pout on her face doing a fantastic job at making her look like a chipmunk. I’d have noted how endearing it was if I was not busy pouting myself. “Sweetie Belle, honestly!” I whispered urgently, smiling briefly at the curious security guard before glaring at my sister. “Stop arguing, will you?” “No!” she protested, ignoring me when I gestured…- 119.3 K • Completed
