Rarity's Little Secret

Chapter Four: Dinner at the Cafe-“A cafe mocha and a lettuce sandwich please. Oh, and skip the mayo if you could. Thank You, dear.” Rarity handed over the menu to the waiter pony. He smiled and nodded as he trotted away.

Rarity turned to face Twilight, meeting a face of pity, yet a helpless smile. “Twilight, even though I told you about my past, I trust that you won't give me that somber look all the time, now!” Rarity huffed and reached over to play wine glass. Twilight lovingly gazed at Rarity and grinned.

“No. Rarity, I am just so glad that you-are starting fresh.” Twilight looked down at her mug of latte.

Seeing a pool of light brown, white milk forming a shape of a diamond. “And...I am so happy that in that night, you didn't...well...decide to end it.”

She was holding back a few tears as she said that.

“I am just so glad you are my friend, Rarity.” Twilight's eyes glistened with compassion as she looked back up.

A warm smile grew on Rarity's face. She looked out into the blue, sunny sky.

It was a new day, a new beginning.

She was yet a marshmallow. But she was still a pony. She is Rarity.