Her Smile

Rarity's guest-bedroom was covered head-to-hoof in books, all of them being about emotion and feelings. Ever since the tiny little kiss Rarity left on Twilight Sparkle's cheek, Twilight couldn't sleep. Her eyes had bags and she hadn't brushed her hair, making her look like a lion. She was so tired, even tried taking sleeping potions from Zecora, but nothing worked. So, here she was, reading every book she could find on emotions and feelings. She had read very few romance books because Twilight didn't want to even think that she liked Rarity.

I don't like Rarity. I don't like Rarity. It's just not possible, because even if I did, would that hurt the tree of harmony because we would no longer be friends? No.. no, it wouldn't. Don't act like that! You do like Rarity! Wait, what!? Did I seriously just think that!? At this last thought, Twilight facehoofed

Because her mind had thought of that idea, she spent the next hour reading only romance books. During certain... 'heating up' chapters, every once in a while Twilight made a little... "Awwwww" noise. Every time she finished a book, she craved more. Wanted more. She wanted love for herself, like the characters in the books. She then realized something... Pinkie Pie was dating Big Mac, Rainbow Dash had Fluttershy, Applejack had eyes for the mayor, everypony who had an element had a special some-pony except for her and Rarity! Maybe she just craved a little romance, so she thought she liked Rarity.

This is the best thing, ever! This means I don't like Rarity, it just means we both don't have a special some-pony, so I felt a little, tiny, ity-bitty connection when she kissed my cheek! This is perfect!

Twilight was just switching to the next book (to make sure it was just because they both didn't have a special some-pony), when she started hearing footsteps. She picked up every book with her magic and shoved them into the closet. Luckily Rarity was fond of clothes, which made her have closets almost the size of bedrooms.

Sweetie Bell peeked inside the guest-bedroom through the door, seeing Twilight using her magic against the closet door. She looked around, noticing a book called emotions, feelings and romance: how to tell if you're affected on the bedside table. Twilight had just finished closing the closet door when she saw Sweetie Bell, now in the doorway, staring wide-eyed and happy faced towards the book on the bedside table.

Buck! I forgot about that one! Twilight thought to herself as she teleported it into the closet, and to her luck, all the books fell out. Hearing the noise, to Twilight's surprise, the 2 other crusaders popped their heads out into the room. Finally, Sweetie Bell said something.

"We gotta tell Rarity, guys!" Sweetie Bell exclaimed.

"Ah think you are a little over ya head, Sweetie Bell." Applebloom said timidly.

"I agree with Applebloom, but I personally think crushes just aren't cool." Scootaloo said as she posed like Rainbow Dash.

"But Rainbow Dash, your idol, likes Fluttershy and they are dating." Sweetie Bell teased, which made Scootaloo blush.

"FINE! We can tell Rarity!" Scootaloo said, sounding extremely bored.

"Tell me what?" Rarity asked as she popped into the room as the Cutie Mark Crusaders ran away. Her popping in made both Twilight, and herself blush.

"Dear, I know you want a special some-pony. But it doesn't mean you have to read all night about..." Rarity picked up one of the books that had burst out of the closet in her magic and lifted it up so that she could read the title, "'Feeling Feelings'?, darling. I think you are a 'little over your head.'" Rarity blushed as she quoted Applebloom, but with a little more elegance.

"You.. are so pretty.." Twilight said dreamily, not even listening to one word Rarity said.

"What?!" Rarity exclaimed. Twilight mentally facehoofed.

"Darling, you really need some sleep... usually I wouldn't turn down a compliment, but you... really need some beauty sleep." Rarity said as she shoved Twilight in the guest-bed.

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She flashed on-top of trees, for the mare was escaping. She teleported more and more as the chase went on, like a never ending loop. The beautiful mare looked backwards, and time seemed to go into slow motion. The beautiful mare's purple hair slowly turned with her head ever so elegantly. With a devious smile from the beautiful one, everything stopped, except for the mare. She galloped through the forest, and Twilight couldn't move. Her hooves stopped, everything stopped. She couldn't control it. Life had stopped, except for the mare.

It had been an hour, still no sign of the mare, and Twilight was still frozen, and she was getting a bit stiff. But then, a creature appeared. But, it wasn't just one creatures, it was a bunch. But together, they made up one. Twilight had recognized it, but she couldn't remember it's name.

"Hello, Twilight Sparkle. I see you are feeling something for that pretty mare." He said as he motioned his head behind him. The mare came out from behind him, still with the devious smile. Twilight tried to move, but still was stuck in place.

"Now, this pretty mare wants to make a deal, with you, Twilight." He said as he snapped his fingers and 2 jars filled with something steaming appeared. The green liquid bubbled and popped, which made the creature smirk.

"One is poison, one is not. Choose correctly, and you will have your beautiful mare. If you choose incorrectly, you will die." He snapped his fingers again and a cage appeared around Twilight and the jars.

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Twilight sat up quickly. She looked down at her hooves and saw she was drenched in sweat from the nightmare. She looked to her right and saw the sun shining through the window. It was almost noon: time for lunch.

She slowly got up, and made her bed. Noticing a note on the table, with "Rarity" printed on it. She opened the note, also noticing that her satchel was missing. She set the note down and looked all around the room, but then slowly turned her head back to the note and read it.

Dear Twilight,

I am deeply sorry if I am not home when you read this, I hope to be home by noon, maybe sooner. I went into your room to check how you were doing, and on my way out I saw your satchel. It was completely ugly, and I just had to make you a new one. But, I was completely out of the fabric that fit you so well, so I had to go out and get some supplies. If you would be a dear and start lunch, that would be lovely. Thank you, darling!

Yours Truly,

Rarity

Smiling, Twilight went downstairs to make lunch. She got out the ingredients and made fried hay and cheese sandwiches, with a side of Sweet Apple Acres apple slices. She poured 3 glasses of milk, because Sweetie Bell would be coming home soon too, so, she decided to wait 'till Rarity and her sister came home before she ate. So, she sat down and waited.

And waited.

....And waited.

They never came.