After the morning incident with a wet, nude Rarity, it’s been a little awkward for us both when we meet up around the building. So here's the thing though, she… would sometimes brush by me with her soft body or tail and I would catch her sneaking a glance at me, not that I wasn’t doing the same. If only I knew how women worked a little more properly. Maybe it’s just a little too awkward right now for us to talk about it at the moment.

I was in the living-shop room, sitting on the couch while Rarity was still in her room, doing something I guess because I keep hearing her hoof steps walking around on the ceiling.

I was still very nervous to talk to her about the bathroom accident, but she made it worse by brushing by me whenever we meet. I sighed and stood up, "I need some fresh air." I rubbed my now-bare forehead, which felt a little better with the bandage off. ‘I should tell her that I’m going out…’ I thought to myself as my nervousness slowly started to build up, but I manned up and started heading up the stairs.

When I got to her door, I heard her walking around the room in a little rush. I collected my courage and took a deep breath before I knocked the door.

"R-Rarity?" the walking stopped suddenly, and it was silence for a good few moments.

"Y-yes?" she stammered.

"I'm heading out for some fresh air for a while... do you mind?" I rubbed the back of my neck like it was aching and looked down at the floor.

"No... no of course not, Marcus... s-see you at lunch?" her voice seemed a little nervous in tone.

"Yeah... of course." I answered and left her door to head out.

I was a little relieved I had time to my own, but... I hesitated a little to open the door for a moment before I got out. Everything in my mind told me to stay with her, to give her some company, but I had to think of what to do next when I meet up with her again.

As I quietly walked through the streets, I felt a pair of eyes looking at me and looked around me to see who the culprit was. All ponies seemed to mind their own business, some waving at me but when I turned back, I saw a glimpse of Raritys’ hair heading away from her room window. I guess she was thinking the same thing.

I felt a little empty leaving her. She seemed to fill that hole pretty well the few days I’ve known her, her little sister as well. They both were great friends to start with and they were generous enough to let me stay with them.

I had no idea where I was going, but I knew I wouldn't get lost around here. Though I almost got lost in a city after a week I lived there. I managed to find my way around and a little help from a few people, I got back to my apartment. It was in the middle of the night as well when I got back. My mind was tired as well as my bones and I instantly went into sleep the moment my face hit the pillow with my clothes still on.

Before I knew it, I was out of town and found myself in another path.

"Howdy, Sugarcube!" I jumped at the sudden noise and looked back to see Applejack carrying a barrel on her shoulder with one arm. "How are, yah?" she got to my side with a friendly smile.

"Not bad, Applejack. Just taking a little fresh air."

"Well yah came tah the righ' place, Marky. Sweet Apple Acres have the freshes' air aroun'." she took in a deep breath and sighed. "Nothin' like home." She looked at me, "Care tah visit?" I really had nothing else to do so I nodded and started following her. "So what's on yer mind, Marky? Ya look a lil' on edge." she asked.

"I’m fine, Applejack. Just thinking about something." I answered as I watched the dirt road.

"Rarity givin’ yah a hard time?"

"Not at all. She's great. I've been driven rougher and she's not even scratching the surface on that." I looked to the side to see the endless apple trees with fresh, red apples hanging, ready to be picked off.

"Me an’ Macintosh are havin' a lil' break in the barn with some Apple Cider. Care tah join?" she asked.

Well, it’s been a while sense I had a relaxing break and a drink, "Sure. Why not." I answered as she wrapped her free arm around my shoulder.

"Yah and Big Mac should be great pals, then." she patted my shoulder. Damn she was strong.

The barn looked pretty regular, big and red with barn animals. I wondered why they needed pigs, cows and chickens. It's not like they eat them... right?

"Good mornin', Granny Smith!" Applejack waved at the elderly, yellowish mare. She lightly waved in response as she sat in her rocking chair. We got into the barn and she set the barrel down and wiped her head, "Grab yerself a mug, Marky." she got back out and yelled, "Big Mac! Break!"

I looked around the barn and found three mugs on a hay stack. I walked over and grabbed one. I looked back and saw Applejack picking up the barrel with both arms and walked over to me to set it on the hay stack. She pops out the cork with her bare hand and jammed in a muzzle. She leaned it down to its side, grabbed her own mug and started filling it up.

She stepped back and gestured to the barrel, "Don't be a stranger." she said with a smile.

I walked over and poured myself a good amount. I stepped aside and took a sip. When I saw a loaming shadow coming from the door, I looked and almost spat out the cider.

Applejacks’ brother looked like he was on steroids; his body was ripped like he goes to the gym every minute of his life with little to no fat on him at all. He was a little taller than me and had a one piece of wheat grass at the tip of his mouth.

"Big Mac. This here's, Marcus." Applejack introduced us.

He turned to me with his mug on one hand and reach out with the other. We shook with a firm grip, "Good to meet you, Big Mac." I greeted.

"Eeyup." he answered in his low, gruff voice and took a sip of his drink.

"Applejack!" we heard the elderly woman.

Applejack chugged down her drink and set it down back in its spot, "Comin'!" she yelled and ran out of the barn.

I looked at her brother and he sat down to a nearby hay stack and rested his elbows onto his knees. I walked over to him and sat beside him, "So... you and Applejack pick apples?"

"Eeyup."

"Just the both of you?"

"Eeyup."

I looked at my mug and looked in the gold colored, sweet beverage. I took a drink and he followed right after.

"Can I talk to you about somethin'?"

"Shoot."

"Well... early in the morning, I and Rarity got into a little... accident and I can't really seem to face her directly." we both took a drink at the same time. "So what do you think I should do?"

"Jus' talk tah her." he answered simply.

"Well, yeah. Easier said than done."

"Eeyup."

"You don't talk much do you?"

"Eeyup."

We both drank once more and saw Applejack coming back in and adjusted her Stetson hat, "Hey, Marky. Yah wanna help with some apple picken? We'll pay yah."

"Sure thing, Applejack." I answered and I and Big Mac drank the rest of the cider.

We all walked to the forest of apples and Applejack gave me a bucket, "Ah, don't know how yer kind pick apples, but do yer work an’ you get the pay." she said to me and I nodded.

I walked up to a nearby apple tree and looked up to see the apples just waiting to be picked. I set the bucket down on the ground and slipped off my shirt to tie it around my waist like a belt. I took a few steps back, and got myself ready, "What are yah doin'?" Applejack asked.

"What do you think?" I took a few quick steps, jumped up and jumped off the bark of the tree and grabbed one of the branches of the tree. I got myself up and sat on the branch between my legs. I stood up and started picking the apples and dropping them down onto bucket billow.

"Yah a monkey or somethin'?" Applejack asked.

"Something like that!" I grabbed the branch above me and reached out for the other apples, "We're close relatives, but I have a hard time believing we stood because of the tall grass. Bad idea to be seen by predators a few thousand years ago." I jumped down and dropped the last apple down into the bucket. "How many more need some filling?"

"For yer, part. Just three." she answered and Big Mac gave me one more bucket.

As I picked apples from the trees, I watched the siblings kick the trees and the apples fell all at once. It was interesting how they picked apples that way. That is when I knew not to piss them both off in the future.

After we finished, we brought back the apples back to the barn. "Yah did good, Marky." she took out a little sack from her back pocket and tossed it over to me, "Ah say thanks tah Rarity for yer help, Marky. Now have a nice day." she nodded to me and started walking back to the barn house. Her hips swayed side to side, her well toned legs and cheeks distracting me for a good moment till Big Mac cleared his throat.

"Oh! Uh... s-sorry." I put the sack in my pocket and started helping him put the buckets on another, bigger cart.

"What, yah gonna say to Rarity?" he asked and carried two buckets to the cart.

"I'm still thinking about that."

"What's makin' yah feel so uncomfortable?" he asked as he set the last two down.

"Um..." I sat down on the edge of the cart, "I... I saw Raritys’ body." I answered with a light blush.

"Hm... Ah had the same problem not too long ago." he said and crossed his arms.

I looked at him, a little surprised, "Who exactly?"

He stayed quiet for a moment and turned his head, looking at something. I looked and saw Applejack speaking to the elderly mare. My eyes got wide and looked back at him, "You're sister?"

He nodded, "Mah advice, either get used to seeing her with barely any cloths or get used to seeing mares without cloths at all."

"Without... what?"

"Don't yer kind have naughty female images?"

"Wha... you have those things here too?" my mind was blown.

"Eeyup."

I shook my head in disbelief, "Well... thanks, I guess. Great talking with you." I started heading back.

I started walking back to Ponyville to think a little more on what I should say to Rarity when I see her again. I shook my head once more, “Naughty mares… I wonder how they are around here?”

Rarity sat on her chair, drawing designs for future dresses. By far, she had countless crumpled paper around the floor of her small trash bin. Her mane and tail were a mess, "Why can't I concentrate!?" She took off her glasses and covered her face with a sigh. But once she covered her eyes, images of her kissing Marcus haunted her mind. She opened her eyes and stood up. She flopped down to her bed and sighed, "Why did he have to be my first?" she grabbed her pillow and rested her head onto it. "Why am I complaining?" she smiled giddily at the thought.

She closed her eyes and hugged the pillow, imagining it being her special man. Oh she wished it was. Before she knew it, she was kissing the object like it was actually him.

She stopped and groaned, "I need some help." she said to herself and got off her bed.

~Fluttershys' Cottage~

Rarity sat on Fluttershys’ couch in her little cottage home. Fluttershy came out of her kitchen, carrying a tray of teacups and a kettle. She set them down on her little coffee table and sat beside her long time friend, "So what brings you here, Rarity?" she asked in her sweet, gentle voice.

"Um... I..." she looked around the room and picked her tea cup to drink. She accidentally drank the whole thing and sighed. "I... accidentally kissed and... exposed myself to Marcus." she blushed at the memory.

"Oh... o-oh my." Fluttershy's cheeks turned pink at the thought.

"I can't stop myself thinking about it, Fluttershy. And... I think I'm," she gulped, "in love with him." Fluttershy poured her another tea, "What should I do?" she asked her timid and blushing friend. "Am I going to make the same mistake like what happened with Blue Blood?"

"Um..." Fluttershy started thinking at the matter. She knew nothing about having a relationship with another but she'll try, "Um... so... what did you feel about Blue Blood when you first saw him."

Rarity shuttered at the thought of the so-called ‘Prince’, "I thought we would be together forever and live happily ever after." she frowned, "I thought he would be a Gentlecolt when I first saw him, but what happened? The Opposite!" she yelled and her face was visibly turning red in anger and her eyes started to get bloodshot.

Fluttershy jumped a little at her friend's outburst, "W-what about, Marcus? How was him?" she quickly changed the subject so Rarity would hopefully cool down.

Raritys’ breathing started to slow and thought about her human companion, "He... he's been a sweet heart since he came to live with me and Sweetie Belle." she took a deep breath and made a sly smile, "He makes sure we were okay and happy. I asked him why he acted that way and he said it was because he was being thankful." she sighed and looked past her friend dreamily, "But I like to think otherwise. He's such a Gentle... a Gentleman." she smiled at the thought of them kissing passionately. She shook her head and looked at her friend with a worried look, "Am I so selfish to say he should stay with me and not let him go back home?"

"Well... a little. But, maybe if he's willing to stay with you, I guess it's okay. Have you asked him about it?"

Rarity looked down at her cup guiltily, "Not really."

"If you like him to stay, you should ask him. Maybe he'll say yes, but if he doesn't, you can at least respect his decision. He might have to do something really important back home. Or maybe he misses his friends and family." she said.

Rarity's expression saddened at the thought, "I guess... but I still have time to ask him to stay." she set the cup back down and hugged her friend, "Thank you so much, darling." she whispered to her as Fluttershy returned the embrace.

"Anytime, Rarity." she replied as they separated.

Rarity looked at the time, "I should be heading back now. Thank you for your time again, Fluttershy." she stood up and headed for the door.

"See you later, Rarity. Have a nice day." Fluttershy said before she got out.

As her friend got out, the timid mare noticed something… wet under her. She looked and her face turned red, “O-oh my.”

Angel hopped up on the couch; crossed his little arms and tapped his foot repeatedly in disappointment. She looked at him, “I’m so sorry, Angel. She startled me. I’ll clean it up right away!” She got off the couch and ran off to her kitchen. Angel looked at his now wet, favourite spot and face palmed himself.

As I was walking back to the boutique with a clear mind, I felt something tackling me from behind. I gained my balance before I fell over and tried looking around to see who it was. It wrapped its arms around my waist and giggled, "Hi, Mark!" it greeted me happily.

"Sweetie Belle?" I looked under my arms and saw her bright, smiling face and chuckled at me.

"Who else?" she released me and got to my side with her hands behind her back, "Where's Rarity?" she looked around the area to expect her sister standing around somewhere.

"Probably back in her Boutique." I answered and started walking again with her following by my side.

Her ears perked up in surprise, "You left her alone?"

"I... I needed some fresh air. We both did." I answered a little nervously, but she didn't seem to notice.

"You're right on the fresh air part." she said simply and pointed, "She's coming this way."

I looked at where she pointed and saw the mare walking towards her Boutique with her gaze pointed towards the ground. I couldn't help but stare at her swaying hips going side to side with her perfect looking figure. God, that nude body of hers is burned into my mind and it's not helping At All. Right now, all I see is her nude body walking sensually towards me.

"Rarity!" Sweetie Belle yelled and waved at her sister.

Rarity looked up when she heard her sister calling for her and looked a little surprised when she saw us both. We blushed when we made eye contact and Sweetie Belle ran over to her.

I walked over as her little sister briefly hugged her. I rubbed my neck, "How was your morning?" I asked with a chuckled. Her cheeks were still blushing and I could still feel my own.

"Fine... just fine." she answered timidly and turned her face down, but I could still feel her eyes looking back at me.

Sweetie Belle looked at us both with a confused look, "You two are weird." she said to us both. She grabbed our wrists and started dragging us towards Rarity's Boutique, "Come on! I'm getting hungry!" she continued pulling us with all her might as her face started to turn pink with puffed out cheeks.

As we got in, I started making lunch while they both killed time with some chatting and laughs in the shop. It was good to hear them laugh and talk to one another. It pretty much almost made me forget what happened in the early morning with Rarity. I hope she was feeling the same.

"Hey, Marky!" I jumped a little when I heard Sweetie Belle's voice come out of nowhere. I re-adjusted the pan and fixed my chef hat. I looked at her, "Yes?"

"Do you want to come to the park with us after lunch?" she asked with a hopeful smile.

"Sure thing." I answered and continued cooking.

"Yes!" she sprung out her arms in the air and made a short hop.

The meal was okay I guess. I and Rarity were still a little nervous about each other but we're doing a little better. When I mean doing a little better, I'm mean more eye contact and smiles.

After we ate, we started heading out for the Ponyville Park. I didn't even realize there was even a park. I mean this little town is surrounded by lush forests, mountains and this forest called the Everfree. Why exactly is the park in the center of the town? Yeah, I know, it's safer for kids to play around and have picnics but they should make another park nearby to show how beautiful this little town is and get more tourism around here.

Other then what I said, the park isn't that bad. It's well taken care of, clean and somewhat peaceful with the little pond.

"Oh! Oh! Let's play Hid and Seek!" Sweetie Belle said excitedly to us.

"Sure. I'll count first." I said and looked around for a tree.

Marcus then started counting in front of a tree, covering his eyes with his hands.

Sweetie Belle grabbed her sisters’ wrist and started pulling her, "This way!" she whispered and both sisters started running for the patches of bushes nearby. The moment they hid themselves in the bushes, Marcus stopped counting out loud.

The sisters peeked through a small gap in the bushes and spied at their hunter. After giggling at their hunter a couple of times, they fell silent when he was close to them. They both covered their mouths to keep quiet as his legs were just a few inches from the bush they were hiding in.

Rarity looked at her little sister and saw she was trying her hardest to keep her mouth shut. When a snicker came out of her mouth, Marcus's legs froze and turned towards them slowly.

Rarity lightly tapped her sisters’ shoulder and made a few gestures to her and she nodded in response. When Marcus was about to kneel down, the sisters launched out of hiding, throwing out their arms in the air and roared loudly at him.

As they did, Marcus fell back in surprise and held onto his chest like he was in pain. The sisters laughed for a moment, but when they realized something was wrong with their human friend, he passed out.

"Marcus?" Rarity said out loud, a little worried. They both got out of the bush and went over to him, kneeling down, "Marcus, are you okay?"

The two sisters looked at one another and Sweetie Belle shook his chest, "Mark?" she said, both getting more worried by the second.

Rarity set her hand on his shoulder and chest, "Marcus!?" she started to breath heavily.

All of a sudden, his body started shacking violently and yelled out like he was possessed. The sisters fell back onto their rumps and when they did, his mad screaming turned into cries of laughter.

He grabbed his stomach and started rolling around gleefully. The sisters looked at one another, confused.

"A-are you okay?" Sweetie Belle asked as she calmed down.

He nodded as his laughter fell silent. He sat up and looked at them both. Sweetie Belle scrunched up her muzzle and laughed out loud, now rolling on the grassy ground. Rarity chuckled at her sister and what happened to them.

Marcus smiled at Sweetie Belle and stood up to his feet. He helped the filly onto her hooves and walked over to Rarity. He held out his hand for her with a sly smile. She blushed and held his hand, helping her up.

Through the rest of the afternoon, they enjoyed themselves with a couple of games in the park. When ponies passed by, Rarity noticed the mares gained interest in her human friend, and he didn't seem to notice them. She was now determined to show them he is already taken.

With that, she needed to be a little closer to him. With the little accident this morning though, it could make things a little difficult for both of them. But with this new threat of him being taken away by other mares drove her to it.

Once they were laying down beside a tree to rest, Sweetie Belle lay her head down onto his stomach like a comfy pillow. Rarity became bold and rested her head right beside her sisters’. It felt good in a way, knowing that she was this close to him and how warm she felt.

They both looked at one another and smiled, "What should we do later?" Sweetie Belle asked her older sibling.

"I don't know." she turned her head to Marcus, "W-what time is it?" she stammered. She then heard his heart pumping strongly in his chest. ‘Was he tired? Or is he nervous? Hmm, maybe excited?’ she thought to herself, making her heart flutter and blushed.

He checked his watch, "Five."

"Hm. I'm getting hungry." Sweetie voiced.

"Want to go to Sugarcube Corner?" She asked and Sweetie Belle nodded with a smile.

~Sugarcube Corner~

During meal time in the Surgarcube Corner, more mares were keeping an eye on Marcus while he ate and spoke with Sweetie Belle on how her day went.

Once she paid no more attention with the mares around her, she noticed Marcus and her little sister were having fun like they knew each other for years. To Sweetie Belle, he was her big brother. To her, he was a crush she couldn't stop thinking about.

He was the perfect, special, gentleman she always wanted. He was so sweet, kind and...

"Sis... are you okay?"

Rarity starred at me like she was day dreaming about something. She blinked and realized that she was staring at me.

"Oh! Yes, I'm just fine. Just... a little distracted." she brushed aside her hair and blushed. She grabbed her milkshake and started sipping through the straw nervously. That’s pretty damn adorable so I smiled at her.

~The Next Day~

The next morning, someone rang the bell to the building, which woke me up from my sleep. I sat up on the couch and stretched out my arms with a yawn. After a moment, Sweetie Belle came down the stairs in her adorable pink pajamas and quickly went over to the door to open it.

I heard a yawn and looked back at the stairway to see Rarity standing there in her nightgown, rubbing one of her eyes. All of a sudden her body became nude in my mind. I looked away, ‘I better get used to it.’ I thought to myself.

"Mom!" Sweetie Belle yelled. We both looked and saw their mother at the door.

They both hugged, "Good morning, darling."

"Mother?" Rarity walked over to her, "What are you doing here?"

"Sorry for waking you three, but I'm going back to Canterlot at eleven and I need Sweetie Belle all ready to go."

I saw Raritys’ ears droop down a little, "I guess so." she grabbed both her elbows across her chest, "We'll be at the station before eleven." when she smiled, it didn't look like she was too happy about it, a little forced.

"Okay, dear. I'll see you two till then." she kissed both their foreheads, waved at me, I returned it in kind and went out.

Sweetie Belle then grabbed her sisters’ wrist and dragged her over to me. She pushed us down onto the couch and crossed her arm, "Here's what I want to do before I go." she sat down between us with a wiggle of her rump, wrapped her arms around our waists and lifted her legs onto the couch, "I want us to be together and nothing more." She tugged us both and we scooted a little closer to her, "It was so fun being with you two." she tightened her embrace around us and smiled.

Rarity smiled at her, "Me too, Sweetie." she wrapped her own arm around her little sister and pulled her in.

Sweetie Belle looked at me, "How about you?"

I chuckled, "I had a great time, Sweetie Belle." I petted her on the head, wrapped my arm around Rarity and pulled them in, "I only hope it lasted a little longer."

She nodded in agreement. We stayed silent for few moments before she looked back at me, "Marcus..."

"Hm?"

"Do you Have to go back home? I mean, you have a place here to stay with my big sis. Why not stay with us?" she asked.

I looked at the shop, thinking and the two sisters waited for my response. "Well, Sweetie Belle... I love it here. But once Princess Celestia come and get me, I have to make sure your Princess stay safe and work out a treaty between our worlds. If it goes as planned, I might come back but I might not as well. If it goes badly... well then I'm not coming back. Simple as that."

"Then don't you dare fail, Marky. We want you here. Right, sis?" she looked at her.

Rarity instantly blushed, "O-of course. We'd l-love for you to stay." she stammered.

Sweetie Belle starred at her, "You're weird, sis." she smiled and pulled us closer together, "I love it!"

~Ponyville Train Station~

It was great while it lasted. Sweetie had her little suitcase right beside her and she wore a big, flat hat from her sister to keep her face shaded from the sun. Her two friends were also right beside her; the two just looking at me with big eyes. They also had their own little capes just like Sweetie Belle had.

"What's yer name?" the yellow one asked.

"Marcus."

"What are you?" the orange one then asked.

"A human." I grabbed my other hand behind my back and leaned down a little with a smile, "What are your names?"

They got close to me, both grabbed my arms and started examining and pocking them, "Mah name's, Apple Bloom." she looked at my fingers.

"Scootaloo." she lightly pulled the hair on my arm.

The train whistled loudly, "Okay, darling. Time to go." Sweeties’ mother said to her. The little filly started going around, hugging her friends, her sister and lastly me. "Keep my big sis, happy." she whispered to me and went over to her mother. She grabbed the handle of her suite case and started going in with her mother. Before she disappeared in, she happily waved at us and followed her mother in.

We saw Sweetie Belle taking her seat beside her mother and started waving at us. We all waved back as the train started going.

When it was out of sight, Rarity grabbed both her elbows and just stood there, looking at where the train was. The little girls went up to her, "Are you okay?" Scootaloo asked.

She nodded, "I'll be just fine, you two. Don't you two have plans on crusading for Cutie Marks?"

"Not really." Apple Bloom answered. "Don't yah have some dresses tah make?"

Rarity chuckled, "Maybe not today. I need a little break anyways." she looked at them, "Go and help your sister Applejack. That's something for you two do."

"Yeah! Come on, Scoots!" they both ran, Scootaloo got onto her scooter and both started heading for the Apple acres with their capes fluttering in the air.

I looked at Rarity once more and walked over to her. I stood beside her and crossed my arms, "So... how long before she gets back?"

"Couple of days."

I checked my time and saw it was now lunch, "We should head back." I looked at her, "Want to go to Sugarcube Corner?"

She looked at me, "But I left my Bits at home."

I took out my little sack and showed it to her, "I didn't."

Her eyes got wide, "Where did you get those?"

"I helped Applejack and Big Mac pick some apples. Oh, and she thanked you for letting me help her out." her expression then changed to confusion, "Never mind that. You hungry?"

She smiled with a blush and nodded, "Let's go then." I gestured to the town, "Ladies first."

Her color increased, "Th-thank you, Marcus." she started walking past me and I followed right behind her. I was still having a little problem seeing her, especially when she accidentally reveal her lady parts a little more. But I do manage to control myself not to stare too long.

~Some Time Later~

Lunch went pretty well. She was smiling and laughing at my little jokes and antics. We were doing a little better talking to each other, but we were still getting used to it. I noticed she was looking around a little more than before, but I guess it's not my business.

When we got back to the Boutique, I grabbed her wrist before she went away to her room. She looked at me, "Yes?"

"Rarity... we need to talk about our little... bathroom accident." I blushed and she was too.

"O-oh... okay." I let her go and closed the door. We walked over to the couch and sat down. "Rarity. I'm sorry for what happened that morning." I apologized.

"N-no, I'm sorry. I... I didn't check before getting out." she apologized next.

We stayed silent for a good long moment, but to me, it felt like hours passed by. Before it got even more awkward, I broke the silence, "So... we cool?"

She looked at me, "I guess so." she answered.

"Then get over here." I said to her and pulled her in for a hug. She was frozen for a moment before returning it.

With that out of the way, we spent the rest of the day doing work. She dealt with her customers and dresses and I cleaned and assisted her. I'm still being haunted by the image of her nude body, but I ain't complaining anymore. She's freaken hot and beautiful and that's all I got to say.

At the end of the day, we bid goodnight to each other and went our separate ways. I got on the couch and she, to her room. In the middle of the night, I guess, I was woken up by a phantom whisper.

"Mark? Marcus, are you awake?" I heard.

I stretched out on the couched and yawned. I opened my eyes, but everything was blurry. I then saw a white and purple mass right beside me, "Rarity?"

"Did... did I wake you? I'm sorry, I'll just head back."

"Nope, Nope. Get back here." I said as I sat up and grabbed my glasses. I looked at Rarity and saw she was just wearing her revealing nightgown. We both blushed but I stood up, "What's the matter?"

"I... I can't sleep." she answered shyly and rubbed her arm.

I smiled, "Let's get you sleepy then." I gently grabbed her wrist and started going up stairs. We got to her room door, I opened it and her room looked pretty dark. I let go of her and looked around the room to see if there were anything that would sooth the mare to go to sleep. Singing was out of question because I'm a horrible at singing. If I did, I would sound like some kind of dying animal trying to call for help.

"What are you looking for?"

"Something that'll help you to go to sleep." I answered and went over to her desk. I turned on the lamp, and looked around, but made sure I didn't touch anything. I then found an old book. I grabbed it and read the title. "Bed Time Stories. Hm. Interesting." I looked at Rarity who was sitting on her bed, looking at me with a light blush. "How about a little story, huh?" I waved the book.

Her eyes got wide, “I-I only read that to Sweetie Belle! Honest!” shaking her hands in front of her nervously.

I looked at her for a good moment before smiling, “I know it’s for little kids.”

"I'm not a little filly anymore. You know that, right?"

I grabbed a chair and moved it over beside her bed, "Yup. But it should make you feel young again." I sat down with a smile, "Wouldn't you want that?"

She sighed lightly and nodded. She got herself comfortable on her bed and waited for me to start reading. I crossed my legs and cleared my throat as I turned to the first page, "The Ugly Duckling."

As I was reading, I noticed she was smiling the whole way I read to her. I don't know if it really did make her feel young again, but at least she was enjoying it.

After I read a few more stories to her, I stopped and looked at her. She fell asleep. I smiled and turned off the lamp. I set the book down beside it and looked at her again. Her coat seem to dimly glow in the night and it made her all the more beautiful to see her peacefully sleeping. I pulled up the blanket for her, "Sweet dreams, Rarity." I whispered to her, placed the chair back in its spot and looked out the window.

The town was almost completely dark, but a few lights lit the streets and windows. This place seems so peaceful, I wonder if it was the right thing to bring humans in this world.

"Marcus…"

"Hm?" I looked at her and saw she was just mumbling in her sleep with a tiny smile. I smiled at her, knowing she was dreaming about me. "Good night." I said to her before I went out her room get some sleep of my own.

Author's Note

Good day, everyone! Thanks for all the "likes" and "Favorites" they really do help a lot. I hope you like the Edited version. Edited Part 3 will be out next week.
Also thank, Lightingace. He's been a big help with this story.
So till next time, have a nice day/night and good reading, everyone.

Me: Hey, Mark.
Mark: Yeah? (he takes a sip of his cider)
Me: How did Rarity look when you saw her nude? (I take a sip as well)
Mark: (He jugs the rest in one go and wipes his mouth) Oh man, it's like once in a life time thing you'll ever get to see... so-
Rare: (She skips into the living room) Good afternoon, you two. What are you talking about? (She leans down on the couch, puffing out her breasts out of her cleavage) Sweet gossip? (She says with a hush and a smirk, arching an eyebrow)
Mark: Nothing! Nothing I say!
Me: (Chuckles before finishing the mug)