Chapters You see, darling. One does not simply "have a crush." One either admires a pony of the opposite gender, in a good, friendly way. They think of them as a friend and maybe occasionally wonder if they could be something more. Or there's the case where the pony thinks of them as... cute, talented, etc. And they like them in more then a friend way. And I happen to have named these cases case one and case two, for easy reference. And I know personally (really, she makes it so obvious,) that one of my friends has a bad case of case two. I have to say, out of all of my friends, I never thought that she would be the first of us. I mean, I could easily see Twilight having a crush on that guard, Flash sentry. But I think she has more of a case one, since she doesn't exactly see him much. And Fluttershy, well! Of course she had a crush on Discord! But I think its still a case one. The rest of my friends don't have a crush, at least as I'm aware. And I'm usually pretty aware of these things. So why would Pinkie be the first to catch case two fever? It doesn't make since, but oh, I'm glad. Because I finally get to play matchmaker! I've done some research on who Pinkie's crush is (I didn't have to research much before I found out that pinkie liked that guy that helped to host Dashie's Birthday/anniversary. Oh, isn't it ADORABLE?
Today, I woke up bright and early to begin my little plan. The second I woke up of course, Opal was already being an angel. She had my calender in her mouth. I was planning on searching it for a drastic event that absolutely needed a party. I wonder how those odd senses work. One second, you have a party emergency, and the next second, Cheese is at your door. Anyhow, Opal was being very fussy and I didn't know why until I opened the calender and saw that it was, indeed, Opal's birthday.
"Why my dear sweet opal, how could I have forgotten! This is perfect!" I said, looking around quickly. I had some experience in parties, being a pony of high tastes, but now that would have to all go down the drain. If I wanted my plan to work, I had to ruin a party. So I grabbed a hoof full of streamers laying around in my storage room and began ripping them up and throwing them everywhere. It wasn't long until I heard a knock at my door. I looked around and the sufficiently confetti-ed room and opened the door, only to see Pinkie pie. "Why, hello Pinkie!" I said, thinking to myself, 'this could still work out.' Pinkie smiled.
"Hi Rarity! I thought that i'd wish opal a happy birthday and see if you had her party under control. I can see that you do!" I looked at her in shock and then remembered something. Opal was a CAT. She most likely enjoyed the shredded streamers.
"Oh... of course darling!" I smiled nervously.
"Well goodbye! Happy birthday Opal!" As pinkie bounced out the door, she bumped into- Yes! She bumped into Cheese. My plan was now going perfectly. Right on schedule too. Cheese smiled at pinkie and took his hat off.
"Pinkie! Its great to see you!" Pinkie bounced into the air, giggling and smiling.
"You too Cheese!" Both ponies started laughing hysterically for no apparent reason. Oh yes, this was too perfect. Now that I think about it, I hope they aren't related... Oh well. No bother. I quietly closed the door and peeked through the keyhole so that I could hear their conversation. It wasn't snooping. It was RESEARCHING. Pinkie cocked her head. "So, Cheese! What brings you to Ponyville?" Cheese kicked a stray rock on the path.
"Well, I sensed that there was a party in need, but that's not the only thing. I... I also came to see you." Pinkie smiled and blushed slightly.
"Well, I'm glad you did! There's soooo much I have to tell you about!"
"Then lets go!" They both hopped into a- was that a hot air balloon? I guess I should be expecting stuff like this while doing my... research.
I had to ask Rainbow dash for some help. I went to her door with an autographed wonderbolt's picture (I don't really remember when I got it,) and a request for some advice. Of course, she agreed to give me a lift and some help in my mission.
Once I was in the air, Dash left me with my own cloud walking spell and good luck. So that way, I followed the two party ponies.
"Why are we in a balloon?"
"Hey! Watch this!" She leaped out of the balloon. When both Cheese and I looked to see if he was OK, she was walking on air. "Pinkie Physics!" I smiled. This would go smashingly. How more perfect could this get? Cheese jumped out of the basket as well, landing right next to Pinkie and walking along with her.
"I'll race you to Sugarcube corner!" The party ponies both said at once. Then they took off like bullets. It was all I could to to safely lower myself to the ground with my magic and wait for them at their rather loudly proclaimed destination.
Author's Note
By god, the OTP feels XDX
What a dreadful day its been. But things are looking up on the horizon darling!
After I followed those two… weirdos. And I do know its a horrifically rude word, but admit it, it fits. Anyhow, after I arrived at Sugar Cube Corner, panting and slightly bruised up (from the small fall I took, its not like I could have just jumped from the clouds, I jumped on a roof and fell off it. Quite embarrassing, but I do what I must.) Anyhow, Cheese and Pinkie showed up just a couple minutes after I did. In the time that I did have, I brushed off a bit, restored my makeup with a pocket mirror and an on the go makeup bag, and found a place to sit at one of the tables. It was in the back, and I had a newspaper pressed to my muzzle, so I was obviously frustrated when Pinkie walked in and immediately said,
"Hi Rarity!" Darn her Pinkie sense. Anyhow, it seemed to be going alright… but come on. With those two around, nothing ever stays alright. After I had been showered in confetti (where did the get confetti?) I watched silently as they walked- I mean, bounced up to the counter and began to talk to Mrs. Cake. They were talking so fast, heaven knows how the poor dear could understand them, but somehow she did. I twitched an ear as I heard her begin to speak in the lovely, warm voice of hers-
"Of course he can stay a while! Speaking of which, can you two babysit the Twins for a while? Carrot is going to have to get back to work." I saw them both nod and bounce off happily, laughing and talking. The twins? Cheese staying at Sugarcube Corner? This would either end perfectly, or in total and utter disaster. I assumed the latter as I walked over to the door to the playroom, bumping into Mr. Cake and quickly apologizing, then looking, (its looking. Not snooping. Its careful observation) through the plastic window that depicted the scene in the playroom. It was quite improper, Cheese and Pinkie both dumping bags of flower on their heads and causing mini explosions of the baking material as the twins chortled in delight.
Really, how could they bear it? All that… flower in their manes! At least they were together and having fun. That was the first step to inevitable romance. I continued to watch as balloons filled the ceiling space, the twins ran everywhere as the party ponies chased after them, giggling and apparently having a great time. I rubbed my hooves together and smiled. This was going swimmingly! That WAS going swimmingly… until Pinkie spotted me at the window and quickly ushered me into that pit of doom. I tried to tell her I didn't want to come in… but did you expect her to listen? I'm still brushing the flour out of my mane as I write. Anyhow, once I was in the room I could tell that there was no going back as the Pound Cake jumped on me and began sucking my ear while Pumpkin began clinging to my tail. I tell you, it was a NIGHTMARE. But as if that wasn't bad enough, Pinkie and Cheese bounced up and, at the exact same time, dumped two bags of flower over me. The screaming and laughs of the twins rang in my ears as I said my goodbyes and ran out of there as fast as I could. Well, at least things in operation Romance in Ponyville aren't going DOWNHILL. Can't say the same for the state of my poor mane though.
Author's Note
Rarity is a shipping DIVA.
A concert? Simply fabulous!
A concert? Simply fabulous!
I have learned from my mistakes. I must watch from afar. So bright and early today, I grabbed my binoculars and immediately began my research. And, as if on cue, a couple seconds after I raised my binoculars to the window, Pinkie pie trotted out of Sugarcube corner- and straight towards my boutique. I practically dropped the binoculars, ran past Opal and almost knocked the poor sleepy kitty over, and galloped down the stairs to the door, which I opened before Pinkie even had a chance to knock.
"Well, hello Pinkie! What a surprise!" Things were going fine. What could she want? Everything was going OK, right? Pinkie shifted her hooves. I tilted my head questioningly. Pinkie? Acting… shy? Finally, after what seemed like forever, Pinkie blushed slightly and said,
"Well… hi Rarity. I need your help with something." My eyes widened in hope. Maybe she wanted help trying to impress Cheese? How romantic! So naturally, I was not entirely sure when she said, "Cheese asked me out and I said yes, now I need a dress and I have no idea how to act on our date and I'm sure I'll mess things up what do I do?!" I stared in shock, taking in everything that she had just babbled about. Asked her out? No! It was too soon! They needed more time to build a friendly relationship before they became lovers! Of all the things that could happen, this was the worst. Possible. Thing!
And strangely, the best. I decided to quickly change my opinion of Pinkie's news and do a small hop in the air. After all, this put my plan ahead about 5 days! And while they hadn't quite developed a romantic relationship yet, that could all change once I got Pinkie looking simply GORGEOUS!
"Goodness my dear, of course I'll help! I'm so happy for you!" I ushered Pinkie inside as she breathed a sigh of relief and said,
"Gee, thanks Rarity. I'm kinda nervous… am I being silly?"
"Of course not! Especially since I am going to make you shine like a star!" I closed the door behind me as my mind buzzed to work. If Cheese was going to fall in love with Pinkie on such short notice, she would have to be absolutely glamorous, the cutest pony in town. And of course, I had to teach her how to act properly around a stallion. Especially one that had an interest around her. But first came the outfit. I giggled as I fitted Pinkie into a couple new dresses and switched out some fabric and ribbon until I finally found the PERFECT dress. It was one that I had made a while ago, long before operation romance in Ponyville. It had a blue collar that was turned up with loose edges so it slightly flopped down at the top. I have to say, it matched Pinkie's eyes perfectly. As if that wasn't fabulous enough, the dress was a dark pink mess of glitter. It tightly hugged Pinkies sides, but after the stunning blue belt the dress poofed elegantly. The whole thing just looked perfect on her. After the dress had been fit I found a comb and tried to brush out that mess of pink hair, but it wouldn't cooperate. Pinkie seemed to find this extremely amusing, as she was giggling like a maniac...
After that, some hastily put on blue eyeshadow (the same kind I use, doesn't it look fabulous?) signaled the end of our little makeover session. All that was left to do was teach Pinkie some elegance. So of course, we started with the basics. Blushing and giggling whenever your date said something, batting your eyelashes, and overall acting like a lady. I don't think Pinkie took it too seriously, but since when does she take anything seriously? I could tell she was trying to learn what she could though. She really is a great friend. Finally, the little instructional course was over and Pinkie was ready to go.
"Where is Cheese taking you darling?"
"A concert in Apploosa!"
"A concert? Simply fabulous!"
Author's Note
I still feel bad for Opal...
Well… today I learned a very important lesson.
Of course I couldn't just travel through that dreadful desert alone, (It is a rather far trip to Appleoosa) so I decided to ask for some help from the local farm stallion, Big mac. He was of course, pleased to take me there in that dusty cart of his, so I thanked him heartily and we set off around 5 minutes after Pinkie and Cheeses cart arrived. I do have to say, she looked simply divine. I told big mac to chase, as the ponies pulling their cart were acting rather playful. I always kept them in my sight for fear of loosing them in the desert. I needed this to go perfectly if my plan was to work. And after the chase was complete, (It was 5 hours of riding in the hot sun non-stop. It was simply dreadful, must have been terrible for my fur) we arrived at Apploosa. I thanked Big mac again and set off to follow Pinkie and Cheese. I saw them getting off their cart and I was determined not to loose them in the crowd. You know, it can happen very quickly in crowds such as these. I could see that Pinkie was trying to follow my advice, she was acting as ladylike as she could. Really, for the first date, she was doing smashingly.
And of course, when I thought things couldn't get better, they got worse. The concert was starting in 2 minutes and I had lost track of the new couple. Horsefeathers. I ran through the crowd frantically, (but not too frantically, I needed to look at least sophisticated.) After the initial thoughts of, I lost them, this is a disaster, whatever shall I do, I realized that they were only a couple feet to the left of me. I breathed a sigh of relief. Those two sure knew how to appear out of "nowhere." I caught their conversation and it left me in surprise.
"Pinkie… why are you so serious?" I pricked my ears and Pinkie sighed, that decisive moment playing her head as clear as day. Finally she sighed and looked at Cheese.
"Well… I just really wanted to not mess up our date, so I took courses on how to be ladylike and polite." My head jerked up. Was my doing the problem? Cheese did look genuinely concerned.
"Pinkie.. I don't think you get it. I like you for YOU. Not because you act ladylike, but because you act like a spaz. Not because you're polite, but because you're downright rude sometimes. I like you because you're are the craziest pony I've ever met." Pinkie's and my eyes flashed with realization.
Dear journal,
Today I learned that a pony doesn't need to be a total romantic, a lady, or even polite to fall in love. They just need to be in love. It doesn't matter if they have never had a moment of romance in their life, they just need to stick to their own guts and go for what they feel. In the end, you don't need to interfere with love. If its meant to be, you don't need to interfere at all.
- Rarity
Author's Note
I feel like I've read a fan fiction somewhat like this one somewhere… oh well. It shall be a trend.
A kitty with a very sad look on her face sat in the corner of the lonely boutique, halfheartedly playing with a short piece of orange ribbon. How could her master have forgotten her BIRTHDAY!? It was terrible! She had spent the whole day totally alone. And the 3 days since then. It was like Rarity didn't have the time for her anymore. She sighed and set off to her water bowl.
Suddenly the lights clicked on and the words, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY OPAL!" were yelled as the pair of party ponies kept out of the shadows and threw a birthday hat on Opal as they threw her into the air over and over again. Naturally, Opal was terrified. So she meowed and ran off, into the kitchen were Rarity stood with a toy mouse, a bowl of food, and a smile on her face.
"Happy birthday my dear kitty!:
Author's Note
I couldn't just leave Opal like that!
