"Let it be..."

"Bloody hell..."

"Ouch!"

"Grrr, why you..."

"It aint dat easy!"

"Oh! What do you know!"

"I done know ah heck of alot more then you miss priss, now let me do dat!"

"Huff! This is a job for a Lady"

"Uhuh, well show me one den!"

"TSK! HOW DARE YOU..YOU..you, Ahem..I will not be drawn into ANOTHER taunt fest with the likes of you, Applejack, now let me finish this without any further interuptions!"

"Psh, whatever Rares..."

The duel growls and banter from the girls filled the tiny south side apartment, while only a single bedroom it had enough luggage and unpacked clothes it would have served a dozen rooms. Rarity lorded over it all, her lean figure clung to a pair of size 0s designer jeans and cuffed around her near non-existant chest, the silk of her blouse smoothed over exposed ribs and allowed a daring eye the sight of her spinal cord, assuming her quaff of violet hair wasn't in the way of her thin neck. She lifted a frail hand to adjust her ruby red glasses before giving up and removing them with a jerk, one of the arms tucked into her lips as she chewed upon it in thought.

"Hmmm perhaps we should make use of MY designed curtains instead of these, eww..drab, homely ones you brought."

Behind the pixie like girl, stood her polar opposite. While Rarity had the figure and posture of a story book Princess, Applejack towered over her, and filled the frame of the hallway she leaned upon. The farmers girth was hugged in re-patched and well worn jeans, tucked into a dusty pair of cowboy boots, the left hand one missing its spur, the blonde growled at the latest barb from her purple haired friend. Worn and large hands moved to rest upon hips a fertility goddess would envy, like the rest of her, her frame was beyond womenly. Cut with muscles that pushed the limit of her garments the pony tailed women growled.

"Damnit Rares! Those be hand stitched by my Granny herself!"

The Amazon now loomed over the tiny pixie like women, her almost eight feet of height and unlady like posture only added to the scene.

"Hmm? Truely, well then.."

Her tiny hands and finely painted nails danced over the worn cotton a few more times.

"Family is important, upon second thought..I rather like them!"

AJ blinked and glanced down her tanned nose at the Fashionista, the two had purchased the apartment together, with college coming and AJ's need to be near her family, it only made sense to get a place together. This of course was all common sense to the duo, since freshmen year in Highschool they had been a couple, supported by there friends the pair had grown rather close over the recent events of the past year. Pinkie made the joke that it was "Equestrian magic" that Princess Twilight sparkle brought with her. It came up often when the party girl had one to many candy bars or energy drinks, which only caused a tomboyish farmer to blush and hide behind her stetson, and the flubbed and coughed rebuttle from an annoyed red faced Fashionista. And while the years had been interesting, AJ had only now started to take note of Raritys change of personality. For at one point the girl wouldnt budge on her pride or personal opinion, especially when it came to ANYthing to do with decoration and fashion. Shrugging it off, the large female rested her huge hand on Raritys tiny shoulder, the weight of which caused the little pixie girl to nearly drop her glasses.

"Why dat's aful good of ya Rares...Granny would be happy, but shoot, why not put out dat rug ya'll got, same color!"

"Huff...you big ox, take it easy! Ohhh!! You'r right Darling, and I thought you did'nt want anything "fancy shmancy" in our living room."

Turning Rarity let her pale hands slip around the thick waist of her lover, a gleam in her perfect eyes as she grinned up at the freckle coverd farm girl. The two had truely a unique relationship, if they wherent fighting, yelling, or curled up in a puddle of their own love, they where pushing the limit of a stereo typical girl/girl relationship. One clearly the "Butch" the other a "Princess".

"I done never said anything like dat girl, I mean, your here eh?"

Blinking at her lovers joke, Rarity starred up over the heavy crest of Aj's bossom, blinked again then burst into a fit of laughter. The unlady like snort was muffled against the Farmers huge bossom as she curled into Applejacks body.

"You-are-the-worst!"

"Nah, ya'll love it..oh!"

The vibration of Raritys cellphone caused the huge blonde to blush, its position in the tiny pixies pocket caused a interesting sensation due to there close quarters.

"Hmm, oh! I swear if that's Lyra again I am going to strangle her!"

"Dat girl you been texting lately? You two are..getting close?"

Snapping her phone up, Rarity lifted a brow at her lover, before swiping the missed call from Sunset Shimmer away.

"Oh Darling, not jealous are you? She needs my help, coming out to her parents was really hard for her and Bonbon, you remember when you had to tell your Brother and Sister?"

Rubbing the back of her neck, the huge Amazon blushed a bit. For that single event she was almost happy, her Grandmother wasnt around anymore for. With a frown she glanced down at her tiny lover, eyeing the phone.

"Sunny? Shoot, did we miss another lunchen with her?"

"Hmmm, it is only tuesday darling, but after last Friday something tells me she is just keeping us on our toes, we did sort of leave her at the Sushi place."

"Blah, I aint really into raw fish."

"But Darling, I thought you LOVED, my Salmon."

"Wut? Rares you can't cook to save your...wait.."

Her giggle ran like perfume as the pixie like girl made for there bedroom, dodging unpacked boxs and still sealed ones as she tapped Sunset's number.

"Keep your hat on Cow-girl, I gotta ta...Sunset? Wha..hey, no slow down, whats wrong?"

Raritys perfect eyes glassed over as her heavy set giantess of a lover closed in, taken her free hand to stop it from tugging at her pefect mane of hair. She knew well her lovers quirks, and her body langue was enough.

"Whats up Sugar? Rarity?"

Fear filled blue eyes glanced up at Applejack as she lowerd the now silent phone.

"That was Sunset, she couldnt talk long but..their back.."

"Who?"

"The Sirens..."

Silence filled the apartment, even as work worn bronzed hands closed into fists, and a pixie like women curled into an amazons chest.