The Marine

by zerofireking13

Journal Entry #13 (Edited)

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I did as Rarity asked and I showed up at her place after the sleepover. I knocked on the door and waited, I brought a bag with me full of my clothes. I did some research on this place and it was going to be going on for a weekend so I brought some clothes and sleepwear with me. I sighed and leaned against the wall next to the door. It soon opened up and Rarity looked around and saw me, she jumped a bit. "Oh, Michael you gave me a start."

"Are you ready to go?" I asked plainly.

"Almost, I've got my summer line ready to go." Rarity brought out some, and by some I mean a lot of suitcases. "Be a dear and carry those for me."

"Fuck no, and fuck you. I'm leaving." I picked up my bag and started to walk off.

Rarity stopped at the obscene language and watched me walk off, "Michael, Mickey wait!"

I stopped and turned towards her, "What?"

"Please?" She asked and I turned again. "Okay, fine I won't make you carry them!" Rarity picked them up with her magic and walked to catch up with me, not before locking up her shop. Rarity and I walked to the train station, "So..."

"Yeah?" I looked at her.

"Do you still have that thing behind your house?" Rarity asked.

"The car? Yeah, but I don't have any parts to fix it. So I just stare at it and reminisce." I said as I sat on a bench after purchasing my ticket. I don't bring this up a lot but I have to use a lot of childrens sized things in Equestria. So I have to lean up and give my money then take my ticket, damn these people are tall.

"What do you reminisce about?" She asked.

"It's a 1970 dodge charger, it's a muscle car so back then it was affordable and fast." I said, "It was before I was born so I don't know much about it. Hell, I don't even know if the engine works."

"Hmm, so it's older than you?" She asked.

"By about 20 years, I was born in 1990, came here in 2015 by my calendar, it's been three years since I've been here so it's 2018." I commented.

"That's cool, I guess." Rarity said as the train arrived and I got on it with her. I sat next to her and she took out some knitting needles and started to knit something. I cracked open a book and started to read it, Rarity was humming and we spent most of the time on the train reading and knitting, I asked her if she could show me but I really just fumbled through it and couldn't get the hang of it. I still tried my best, but the only thing I could do is sew. Rarity smiled though, "So are you interested in fashion?"

"Eh, not really. I prefer practical over fashionable. But since you're my friend, I'll go for you." I said as I turned a page in my book, "Like I said at the sleepover, I reserve the right to be sassy and swear."

"Fair enough but when we get to our hotel room I get to make you some business casual clothes." Rarity pulled out a notebook and flipped through some pages. I keep forgetting that she's a very talented artist as well. "I was thinking maybe a white dress shirt and some black slacks with a purple vest."

"How purple are we talking? Lilac or Royal purple? Because I could do with some royal purple." I said, "Also no slacks, I'm going to be wearing jeans."

"Hmm, fine we can do that." Rarity agreed.

The intercom came on, "Next stop, Canterlot Station." It announced and repeated loud enough to catch the attention of the passengers.

"Well, we should be getting our stuff then." Rarity said and I grabbed my carry on bag and put it on my back. She noted my struggle to get my bag but eventually I got it. "You are really at a disadvantage with this world aren't you?"

"Hence why I built a house for myself." I said as I grabbed my bag, "It was another reason why I didn't get out much."

"I'm sure Twilight could craft a spell for you to adjust your size." Rarity said.

"Eh, I'll consider it." I said, I really will because I'm tired of having to jump onto things. I'd be taller, and it would be cool. "It's also one of the reasons why I was willing to just walk away."

"From today?" Rarity asked.

"Rarity, your suitcases could have crushed my spine if I carried all of them." I pointed out, "You girls average at least 3 feet taller than me, and your items weigh a lot more."

Rarity opened her mouth to speak but then closed it as she knew I was right, "Fair enough. You've never really complained about the size of things."

"I've never been that social to begin with. So everything was my size and I never had to worry." I said as I got off the train with her, "But now, I'm in a bigger world it's much more difficult."

"Hmm, I can't imagine being someone so small." Rarity gathered her luggage and brought it with her in her magic as we headed to our hotel.

We got to the receptionist and he looked at his books, because they don't have computers here, "Let's see, Ms. Rarity Belle and her guest. Room 916, have a great stay at our hotels. If you need anything don't be afraid to ring the service bell."

We took the elevator to the floor our room was on and opened the door, to see a 1 bedroom suite. "Oh dear Celestia, they must of thought we were a couple." Rarity said, "I specifically asked for a 2 bedroom suite."

"That or they thought that I was your pet." I said as I sat on the couch in the room, "I'll sleep on this."

"Has that actually happened?" Rarity asked as she unpacked her stuff.

"Has what actually happened?" I looked at her.

"Ponies confusing you for a pet?" Rarity asked.

"Filthy Rich and Diamond Tiara tried to buy me from Fluttershy when I was living with her for a bit." I said.

"You lived with Fluttershy?" Rarity asked, "That's news to me."

"Building a cabin in the middle of a monster infested forest takes time, I needed a roof over my head while I was doing it. Fluttershy made the most sense because of my dietary habits." I explained.

"Oh, that's right you're an omnivore." Rarity said, "I forgot that about you. You are getting all you need, right?"

"Yeah, I am." I said, "I'm surprised you remembered that."

"Well, She and I just don't sit around doing nothing while we get our kinks worked out at the spa. We talk, and she thinks the world of you." She smiled and took out her clothes and hung them up, "Well I need to go get my station down at the runway. Would you mind coming with me?"

"I came all the way out here didn't I?" I answered. "What's a little more walking?"

"Thank you, I'll even pay for something to eat afterwards."

"Fine, but we're getting pizza and beer." I said.

"Really?" Rarity asked. "Pizza and beer?"

"Like the receptionist said, I'm your guest." I said sarcastically.

"How can anyone put up with you for an extended period of time?" Rarity asked as she grabbed a handbag.

"Having an asshole in moderation is good for your health, please let your doctor know if your asshole stays around for more than 4 hours, ask your doctor if your heart is healthy enough for an asshole." I said.

Rarity rolled her eyes, "Look honesty is not my element, but I'm going to be very generous with the truth here, I only asked you to come because you're extra muscle."

"Oh..." I swallowed, "That's...just fine." I opened the door, "Come on Miss Rarity, we wouldn't want to be late."

Rarity now regretted what she had said. She gently packed her things away and grabbed the rest of her sewing supplies, then she came along. "Listen, Mickey what I said...I-"

"Don't bother Princess, I hear you loud and clear." I cut her off, "I'm just supposed to protect your things while you go out and enjoy the spotlight."

Rarity now really regretted what she had said earlier. She had invited him out to be a little more social and well she did want the backup, last time she was Canterlot by herself she was terrified. Now she was just sorry that she did it, she got to her station and placed her items yet she kept sneaking glances back at me. She could tell that I was now extremely unsatisfied and I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. Rarity finished putting her things away and I was left, following behind her. Rarity sighed and went to the nearest pizza parlor, she had known Canterlot like the back of her hand by this point. She then went to a convenience store and bought a 24 pack of beer. She looked at me with a shy smile, "Pizza and beer?"

"That's not going to make me automatically forgive you." I crossed my arms.

"I didn't mean what I had said, it was a mistake to say that you were just extra muscle." Rarity looked down.

"Then why did you say it?" I asked.

"I say stupid things when I'm frustrated, all this pressure of the fashion show, and I wanted Spike here for a romantic getaway but he couldn't make it and it has me, backed up." Rarity admitted.

"Are you saying that you're blueballed?" I asked.

"YES!" Rarity shouted. "I love Spike but he can be as dense as a rock sometimes."

"How about we go back to the hotel before we draw a crowd?" I pointed to the people who were staring.

"Yes, that would be the best course of action." Rarity gave the pizza and beer to me, "Let's go." The walk back to the hotel was very quiet, but we got back and Rarity gave a big sigh and laid on the bed, screaming into the pillow. I put the pizza on the table and the beer into the mini-fridge. I took out a pocket knife, opened a beer and stabbed a hole into the top of the can so I would avoid all the frothy nastiness. I offered Rarity the can and she gladly took it. She drank some and then looked down, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." I fixed my own beer the same way and put my pocket knife on the table. "So you mind telling me what exactly is going on?"

Rarity took a huge swig of beer and grabbed a pizza slice, "I love Spike, but he can be so dense sometimes, I've dropped hint after hint and he just stares at me. It's like he doesn't even want to touch me."

I drank some of my beer, "Rarity, how long have you two been dating now?"

"Three weeks give or take?" Rarity answered, "Why?"

"I think he's still in the mindset that this is all a little too surreal to him that he's dating the girl of his dreams." I said, "Just give him a month or two."

"Okay, I understand that. I still don't see why he wouldn't want to jump my bones at a moment's notice. Is it because he holds me on a pedestal? Is it my hirsutism?"

"Hirsutism? You mean that disorder where you grow an excess of facial hair?" I asked.

Rarity froze, "You know what that is?"

"I dated a girl in college who had it, it wasn't abnormal, but it wasn't common either. I just had to get used to the fact that she would sometimes wake up with a 5 o'clock shadow just like me." I rubbed my chin which had gotten a bit more scruffy than usual, "Did you talk to him about this?"

"Yes, he said it was fine for a diamond like me to have flaws. That's what makes me so valuable." Rarity blushed, "He's such a charmer, and the perfect gentledragon."

"Okay, then. Here's another piece of knowledge that you might want to mull over. What if he isn't ready?"

"How so?" Rarity looked at me and sipped her beer.

"He's been chasing after you for what? Six years now? Now that he's finally dating you, his perception of you has altered. So he may need some time to readjust the way he sees you, he has to change his vision of you being an unattainable goddess, to a regular lady. If you think that would be easy, you're mistaken."

"Hmm, you given me something to think about." Rarity said eating the rest of her pizza as I ate one slice as well. We spent the rest of the night just eating and drinking, though Rarity didn't drink too much she didn't want a huge hangover when she had to get up. I drank the rest and made an ass of myself, the party of two had fun. I slept on the couch and Rarity in the bed, but there was something still plaguing her mind. "Hey, Mickey."

I grunted, "Yeah?"

"Why did you come?" She asked.

"Isn't it obvious? You're my friend, why wouldn't I come to see you?" I rolled over on the couch. "Goodnight Rarity."

Rarity smiled and went to sleep.


Author's Note

Yay we broke over 1000 views! Also this is a two parter.

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