Simple Ways

Rarity trotted back to her safe haven; Carousel Boutique, her head held high but anger twisting in her chest. 'I can't believe Applejack would do this to ME! Have I ever done anything to upset thatdisgusting mud-covered slob? Not that I can think of! I've been generous with her, making her a FREE dress for the Grand Galloping Gala, helping her keep Sweet Apple Acres from Flim and Flam!' the mare thought, narrowing her eyes, her perfect purple mane glinting in the sunlight as her hooves carried her down the streets of ponyville.

"Rarity! Rarity!" A familiar high-pitched voice shouted. The owner of this happy voice came bouncing down the street, excitement bubbling through her body, "I've been looking for youeverywhere and I'm just so excited to help you with the Ponyville Days Festival! Ohhh, I've been waiting for this day for forever! And it's almost here! I'm so excited and happy; happicited! Isn't that fun to say!? Happicited! Happicited!"

Rarity whirled around, "PINKIE!" she shouted, her voice girtty and filled with annoyance, "This isnt the time for this! Drastic measures must be taken! There's an emergency!"

"Emergency!? Is somepony hurt!?" Pinie lifted her ears, taking a leap into the air and looking around for any signs of danger, "It's okay, Rarity! Lead me to the emergency, I'll make sure we get there safely with my Pinkie sense and then we can help whoever is in trouble!" Before Rarity had time to respond Pinkie Pie began leaping in the air, perfectly imitating the sound of an ambulance; "WEE WOO! WEE WOO! WEE WOO!"

"PINKIE!" Rarity's voice became swollen with anger, "BE QUIET!"

The bouncing Pink pony stopped in her tracks, tilting her head slightly to the side, confused.

"There's no emergency, there's just a problem, and I don't need your help wit it right now." Rarity tried to speak calmly, but her eyebrows were scrunched together in anger and her shining curled tail lashed behind her, "Go back to Sugarcube Corner and help Mr. and Mrs. Cake prepare some of the treats for the festival, I will come and find you if I need anything."

Pinkie Pie nodded, her poofy mane bouncing as she did, "Okie Dokie Lokie!" she said cheerfully, as if she hadn't noticed how angry Rarity seemed. The pink pony trotted away towards Sugarcube Corner, chanting "All you have to do is take a cup of flour, add it to the mix! Now just take something sweet, not sour, and a little salt, just a pinch! Baking these treats is such a cinch..." her voice faded away into the quiet peaceful sounds of Ponyville and Rarity continued trotting forward.

The unicorn pony shook away her thoughts of Pinkie Pie and returned to thinking about Applejack, the friend who had betrayed her, who had stolen the colt who had stolen her heart!

"I'm elegant, beautiful, and regal!" She huffed, her horn alighting in a sparkling blue aura as she approached her boutique, using her magic to open the door and then slam it loudly behind her as she trotted through the main room and into her bedroom, her eyes beginning to swell with tears.

"Well, if he doesn't like fashionable, polite, and mature, I guess I will just have to give myself a new alias, and then win his heart that way!" Rarity began busying herself developing a whole new look for herself, her beautiful voice filling the room with a heart-felt song;

"Trenderhoof, my life I've spent awaiting,

Your arrival, I've been craving,

Dreaming, Doting,

Yearning,

To begin adulating,

You

Now you're here, in Ponyville

I thought it would be, such a thrill

But you're Fawning, Flirting,

Trotting around with

Her"

The mare's tone of voice changed from feminine and saddened to slightly deeper and angry.

"She doesn't deserve you!

She'd never even heard of you!

Why do you want to be with her!

You'd certainly not dreamed of her,

In the way that I dreamed over you..."

Rarity paused for a moment, her eyes narrowed, filled with disgust and discontent as she looked at herself in her mirror.

"Forget Applejack!"

The unicorn's hind hoof kicked a stool behind her, sending it toppling over,

"Forget her brother Mac!"

She slid on a pair of overalls she had crafted with some denim, fastening the buttons with an angry look on her face.

"I'll learn their yocal yak,

I'll buck, and kick, and smack!

Climb to the top of the haystack,

And give AppleJack the payback she deserves!"

"Hmph!" The pony lifted her head, looking away from the mirror which held an image of her, with snarled hair, an old straw hat, and cheaply crafted overalls with an ugly patch over her flank. "We'll see which mare Trenderhoof prefers now!"