Blue-Blood was nervous. His love life wasn't even really a life. It stunk. He had asked out every single mare in Canterlot and at most he got 2 dates before they broke it off. He must be doing something wrong. He had tried everything but no matter how handsome he made himself or how nice of a dinner he talked them into buying he didn't have good luck. He didn't get it. His dad's earliest lectures came back to him "Son if you treat yourself right every-pony else will treat you right." But come to think of it Dad didn't have many friends. And the friends his dad did have often talked badly about him behind his back. OUCH! He rubbed his horn where he had ran into a door. He was here. He tentivly raised a hoof and knocked on the old fashined wooden door.
A mare opened the door. She was soo pretty. A pale pink with a only slightly darker pink mane and tail. She wore a small purple crown on her forehead. Her horn was one of those spiraled ones and she had pink compassionate eyes with beautiful thick eyelashes. Her cutie mark was a rose and adorned her hip perfectly.
"Greetings Blue-Blood come on inside, we have to talk about a very important matter." Blue-Blood lowered his head as a single tear rolled odwn his face. He had screwed up. He had hoped he might get somewhere with this pony.
"Its over isn't it." he croaked legs growing weak. Please say it isn't over. Please plaese please. She walked down the step and gently lifted his head so that he could look her in the eye.
"Yes it is. I think you find some-pony else Blue-Blood." Her eyes were still compassionate. She didn't hate him. At least she didn't hate him. He sniffled and dried his eyes trying to get back to looking like a prince before bursting into tears agian.
"But I don't know what to do!" he wailed tears filling up in his eyes " I always fail with mares and I've asked every single mare in Canterlot out at least once!" He continued to cry tears falling harder than before. He didn't know why but he always felt so open with this mare. Any pony else and he would shrug away the fact she didn't love him any more away. She hugged him before responding.
"Blue-Blood you need to treat mares respectfully, like you treat yourself only better. Understand?" He nodded "Good now Blue-Blood, maybe you should try and find a mare that put up with more than anypony else had and ask her to give you another shot." Blue-Blood nodded. He didn't want to talk for fear the tears would come agian. For fear they would spill over and cuase only pain and suffering. His eyes still felt hot from crying. They felt painful and swollen. His throat was clogging. He walked back to the castle in a daze and walked to his room without saying a word.
"AppleJack stop" a certian white unicorn whined. Applejack was currently holding a buetiful dress over a mudpuddle. The dress was white.
"Ah ain't gonna stop till yall admits ya need a coltfriend." Rarity looked in distress at a pile of clothing covered in mud lying beside Applejack 5 dresses ruined. But they wern't WHITE they could come clean.
"Applejack this is blackmial." Rarity pouted. Applejacks reslove deteriated and she put the dress down before trotting over to the chair where Rarity was and untying her.
"Sorry Rare. I just want ya to be happy. I want ya to have what I have, what the others have. I want ya to feel like I do when it comes Wheatgrass. Or how Rainbow feels about Adrenaline. Or Twilight and Dusk, Fluttershy and Big Mac is getting married in the spring, and even Pinkie Pie managed to scrounge up a colt friend."
"Applejack I don't need a coltfriend. I feel fine." Rarity chocked back tears. She didn't NEED a coltfriend so why did she want one so bad? She refused to admit what she knew deep down inside. That she was one of those mares that needed some-pony to love her. She didn't want to acknolage that her heart was scared to take chances after what happened with Blue-Blood. She remembered the weeks she spent up in her room crying becuase of her lost dream. They say when your dream dies a new one comes. But no other dream had came. Her prince did not exist.
"Rarity ya ain't fine. I've seen that look in your eyes when you watch me and Wheatgrass. Even more so when we talk about the twins."
"Oh yes how is Applegrass and Appledream."
"Rarity don't try to change the subject" Applejack stated flatly. Rarity sighed and turned towards her botique.
"Applejack I really must get going." Rarity turned and stalked to the door of her botique. She trooted up stairs and flopped on her bed tears streaming out of her eyes.
Blue-Blood looked out at the ground below streching out fo miles. After much consideration he knew the pony he wanted to meet. She was a unicorn. Sparkling white with a luxurios purple mane. All the mares that he dated had passed through his head, all exept her. She had etched her picture and memory in his mind. She was soo amazing. But then the worry returned. Would she give him another chance? Would he even get the corauge up to ask such a beautiful mare if she could possibly even remotly give him one more chance.
As the chariot landed he flopped forward. He had forgotten to brace himself for impact this time. He grunted as he heaved himself on his hooves and slowly started to head towards the botique on the other side of ponyville. He had an amazing plan to ask Miss. Rarity for forgiveness. He touched the box in his saddlebag. It's presence seemed to comfort him. It was there to help him fix what he had broken. As he reached the botique he set the box down and knocked loudly on the door before galloping away.
Rarity heaved herself to her hooves and slowly stumbled downstairs after hearing a knocking at the door. Tears where drying on her face and she was despertly trying to get control of herself. She swung the door only to see no-pony there. She couldn't belive it!! Some stupid foal chose today of all days to ring her doorbell and run away. She was about to turn away when a box on the step cuaght her eye. She lifted it up and examenid it. It was wooden and exquisitly carved. The color was a dark mahogany and there was a carving on it of a rose. She opened it and took a note out of the top.
Give me another chance
To try agian once more
To your heart enchance
Meet me at 10:00 pm on Starry hill
Under the note was a rose fresh and perfect. Tears welled up again. Tears of joy.
Blue-Blood fiddled with his tie. Was it on right? Was the picnic blanket clean? Was the food good? Would Celestia approve of his idea? How he had wanted her advice after all she was CELESTIA! She had been alive for thousands of years. Surely she knew about romance. But she had told him he had to figure this out on his own. She wouldn't give him one single idea about how to woo that mare. How he wished she would have. Then he would know it was perfect. He peeked in the box to make sure it was still there. Yes the dress was in there. What little Celestia told him of Rarity she did love fashion. Sop with Celestia's permission he had the princesses dress maker make Rarity a beautiful dress. It was made of GOLD turned into a fabric form with a silver trim and star shaped fire rubies with heart shaped baby blue saphires in the center. It had been formed with Celestia's sun magic so that the gems always shined and a glow flowed from the dress. Luna had given a little contribution so that at night it had stars reflecting off the fabric. She had to like this.
Rarity stepped forward. In the moonlight the outline of a picnic blanket was on the ground. As she moved over she could tell it was SILVER lace! She gasped in delight. Ohh the tecniches used to make this. And the food it ranged from apple pie to orderves. There was one rose in a glass jar in the center of the blanket and two lovly velvet couches side by side staring out at the most beautiful part of the sky where the stars simply seemed to be dancing.
"It's so beatiful!" she gasped tears of joy streaming down her face. She heard a few hoof steps and from the shadows a figure stepped out. She couldn't see the detials of his face though.
"I'm glad that you like it Rarity my dear lady." Blue-Blood spoke trying to sound romantic. As Rarity turned he lit the candles ablaze with his horn. Before she could speak he put a hoof to her mouth and spoke up agian before the courage he had mustard up failed him. "Rarity I'm so so sorry for my behavoir in Canterlot it was absolutly dreadful of me and I put you through so much. And then I drove myself crazy trying to find the same special feeling I felt from you in other mares but it wasn't there. It wasn't there becuase I knew deep down my actions where inexcusable and that deep down I liked you more than I ever let on. And I have learned that when one treats themselves as if they are better than others they can't enjoy life and any friends they have aren't real. Miss Rarity Mam I wouldn't blame you if you never wanted to see me agian but if you would be willing to give me one more shot as your coltfriend I would be so grateful." With this he put his hoof down and waited nervously for her answer.
"Of course I will give you another shot dear." Rarity replied and at once wanted to hit herself. Why did I do that he was such a jerk last time. But before she could change her mind Blue-Blood smiled like a young foal and danced happily before returning to his princely posture.
"Rarity I have a gift for you." He levitated the box and as she opened it she squeled in delight. It was her turn to dance like a foal."It was hoofcrafted by the princesses dress maker and the princess put magic in it. It is made from gold and silver turned into fabric.
"It's lovely!" she squeled.
How happy it made him to see her so happy. She had tried on the dress right away and it literally took his breath away. She was gorgeus. She was prettier than a princess. Oh how beautiful she was. There were no words to describe her. The dress outlined her figure perfectly and stars seemed to sparkle in her eyes as she walked with grace and beauty. The candlelight glowed softly on her face and he stumbled back in amazment.
"Is anything wrong dear?" she asked
"No you just look so beautiful." His eyes grew wide and he sucked in air as he relized what he just said. She luaghed and smiled and he beconed her towards a couch adorned with golden silk throw pillows. As she settled in to one he luonged comfterbly in the other happy thoughts dancing through his mind as they rested and feasted on orderves, apple pie, cupcakes and all other sorts of treats.
This was the best night ever.
Rarity sighed contentedly joy filling her as she smiled staring off into the stars. They where so beautiful but she was sooo tired. She could stay up a while longer though. But soon dreams of a changed prince flitted around her mind.
Blue-Blood smiled at the peaceful figure sleeping soundly. He didn't want to wake her but it would be best for her ot wake up in her own bed. He lifted her onto his back and started for ponyville. Boy did he need to work out more he reflected. Never mind he was to happy to worry. As soon as he reached the botique he opened the door trotted upstairs and tucked her in. But he didn't leave just yet. He pecked her on the cheek and left a rose on the bedside table before going to the apertment Celestia had arranged for him to stay at and curling up to go to sleep.
