Ruby Red Cords
The sun had peaked up over the horizon, Spike was already out walking around in the woods close to Ponyville. “I’m such an idiot,” Spike says while kicking a small rock with his bare feet. “Thinking that the love of my life would ever want to be with me…” He clutched his hands together. “It’s a stupid dream that I can’t let go of. I’m just fooling myself. How long have I waited, how many hints have I shown towards her.” He ran his right hand through his dark green spikey hair. Then felt his left ring finger where in his dreams he could see a red cord that was tied to the fire heart ruby that he’d given Rarity. He could find her no matter where she was. His yellow shirt with white bands on the short sleeves flapped in a small breeze. He sat down in the grass; his purple pants hugged his legs as he pulled them to his chest and wrapped his arms around his legs.
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Rarity had woken up and found herself holding her left hand again. She squeezed her hands together. Dream after dream she could see a cord attached to her ring finger, each time she woke up she could swear that it was real, and it was attached to the fire heart ruby Spike had given to her on his birthday. The ruby lay around her neck, she took it off only when she showered, it had become her treasure. “Why did he do this, give me something so special?” A tear escaped her eye. The longer you let this go the more it’s doing to drive you crazy. Her inner voice responded. Rarity got out of bed and took a quick shower. After drying off she put on a purple bra. She decided to wear a loose white shirt and left the top part of it unbuttoned. Slipping on a short dark blue skirt she smiled at herself in the mirror picturing Spike’s reaction at seeing her. Am being too forward? She shook her head. I know he likes me; I know about his crush. I’m the one who’s fighting how I feel about him. She looked at her deep purple hair that she normally styled every morning and decided for once to be bold and just left it to hang loose. “A new me, a bolder me.”
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Spike pulled up a few blades of grass and let them float in the wind. “What am I going to do? What else must I do to catch Rarity’s eye?” He hung his head down and stretched out his legs. Stretching out his arms behind him he lowered his head.
Rarity paused in step, the cool wetness from the morning due slid down her bare feet. “Spike…” She could hear the sound of his voice, guilt pulled at her heart. Coming out of a clearing she spotted him sitting on the grass. What am I going to say to him? He looks so upset, and I’m the one at fault… She made sure not the make a sound as she approached him.
Spike was looking at the grass when an unexpected feeling made him look up, his jaw popped as it dropped open. Standing in front of him was his dream, yet he knew he was awake. “Ra…Rarity?” The sight of her had his breath catching in his throat, his eyes traveled down her body and back up to those unmistakable blue eyes that had first caught his heart.
“Hello, Spike.” Rarity said holding her hands together in front of her skirt.
He could see a slight pink hue on her face as she looked down at him, her eyes looked different, almost like they were focused and determined.
“You did catch my eye… Rarity started to say in a soft tone. “…and my heart.” A small smile spread on her lips.
Wait…had she heard me… The thought had his cheeks starting to turn red. “Re…really?” He said and felt his heart starting to hammer in his chest.
Rarity came up to him and stood over him. “Yes, Spikey.” She’d placed a foot on either side of his legs.
Spike took another look at her from head to toe as a gust of wind caught her shirt. He wanted to look away from what he could see, but he found himself unable to do so. “Forgive me for staring.” He blurted out when a realization struck him. She’s never dressed like this before for anyone.
Rarity smiled at that. Still the same Spike that I’ve known for what seems like forever. She noticed his eyes widening before she knelt on her knees her hips rested on his legs.
Spike's gaze lifted to hers. “I didn’t’ think…I…um…” He found himself unable to form a sentence, his voice trailed off from the look in her eyes it made speaking impossible.
“I know Spikey…can you forgive me for taking so long?”
Spike only nodded at her question, he lifted his head back up when he felt her right and cup the back of his head just below his neck. “Rare…” He managed to say. He lifted his left hand and put it on her hip, his thumb tucked into the waistline.
Rarity could see a dreamy look in his eyes as he stared at her. Her eyes fluttered shut as she leaned into him.
Spike felt his breath catch in his throat when her warm lips touched his in a kiss he’d only been dreaming about since he first laid eyes on her.
Her hair fell over her face as Spike lifted his hand to her back Rarity pulled him closer to her.
Spike’s head spun as dream and reality came together in this brief moment in time that he wanted to freeze forever.
On the ground near them, a faint image of the fire heart ruby shined in the sunlight along with two cords that could be traced up to their ring fingers became visible.
Author's Note
The second I saw this picture the story seemed to just write itself. The fun part was coming up with a different take on the Fire Heart Ruby and that red cord.
