CYOA: A Day in Ponyville

You hurry towards Rarity through the crowd of partying ponies. She glances over at you, sipping on a drink with a little smile. "Don't you look dashing?"

You glance back over your unattired form. "You're being nice. But that's what I wanted to talk about. You're always so nice, and kind. I, um." You fidget in place. "Rarity, I like you."

"Darling, I like you too." She fans herself with a hoof. "It's so nice to have friends."

"Not like that! I mean, well, yeah, but also more than that. Rarity, I'm not exactly smooth." You clear your throat. "You're wonderful, and you care so much. I want to be around you more." You lash your tail behind you. "Rarity, I, um. I want to court you!"

Her eyes widen. "What? Like... romance?"

"Yeah. Just figured I'd put it out there." You step away, face burning with embarrassment. "But I know, uh, you're busy." You flash a smile. "I just wanted to let you know. Because I respect you, and all that."

Rarity smiles lightly. "How chivalrous of you. Thank you, darling." She glances away and back at you. "And bold. I can appreciate that, dear, but, hm." She raises a hoof to her chin. "Honesty deserves honesty. I'm a bit averse to commitment. If you really want to try to be my boyfriend, I'm willing to give it a go, but I can't make any promises."

"N-no, that's fine." You dip your head politely. "I will prove I'm worthy of your time."

Rarity taps you on the chest. "There's no proving to me. You are a wonderful pony, and that is why I will be with you."

You smile softly. "Thank you. I'll do my best to live up to that."

Your words fail you as Rarity kisses either cheek, and the world itself fades as she goes for one on the lips. It feels like you're on fire, while bathed in ice water.

Would that more days in Ponyville could have such an electrifying end.

The End.