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What You Came to Do
Moondancer was about to propose.
Exactly how Rarity knew this was a combination of a mare's natural intuition and the fact that Rarity herself had been surreptitiously leaving little hints around the loft for weeks now. She knew Moondancer had seen them, because every time she left a bridal magazine out in the open, she would return later to find it had be relocated to somewhere more appropriate.
Of course, the reason she knew Moondancer was proposing today required some detective work. Today was the final day of Manehattan's Fashion Week, and while Moondancer often made an effort to come to all of Rarity's local shows, she typically wasn't able to get enough time off work to attend far flung events like this one, so when Moondancer had sent her a scroll asking if it would be okay for her to come see Rarity at the show today, the clever fashionista knew something was out of the ordinary. Since there was only one thing to be out of the ordinary, the pieces fell together rather easily.
After a brief bout of excited squealing and dancing around her hotel room, Rarity had responded in the affirmative and rushed downstairs to find her assistant, Shinel. The stallion had expressed some doubts about her conclusion, but she'd simply reminded him that she knew her marefriend rather better than he did. This had no effect on his stance, so she told him where to stick his doubts and to find Bouffant, Coco, and Snoot, to prepare her hair, her dress, and to capture the moment on film, respectively.
Fortunately, however dense he could be in the realm of romance, Shinel was at least a very talented PA. In no time, Rarity was ready. She was properly made up and immaculately dressed. Now, all that was remained was the waiting.
Hiding in the wings of the stage during the final circuit of her line's models, Rarity scanned the crowd, a knot in her stomach. It was a strange sensation. She hadn't had cause to be nervous at a fashion show in years, but the anticipation of finally being asked for her hoof in marriage had morphed from nervous excitement to queasy anxiety.
Suddenly, her stomach disappeared entirely. There she was, standing in the back of the auditorium, wearing her signature radiant smile, a modest manestyle, and a very simple grey pantsuit--all very fitting of a distinguished pony of academia. But not, Rarity noted with consternation, appropriate for asking your marefriend to marry you. She briefly entertained the idea of gently suggesting Moondancer might want to...reconsider her wardrobe, but she managed to quell the urge. Moondancer liked to dress simply; it was part of her charm, Rarity reminded herself. No, she would let Moondancer propose in whatever outfit she chose. Even if her crimson a-line dress would be simply divine in this light, and her pearl earrings would add just the right--
Rarity shook her head and cut herself off as the emcee summoned her to the stage. She put on a professional smile and stepped out into the spotlights. The audience erupted in applause. She waved and blew kisses and then motioned for silence. "Fillies and gentlecolts, thank you so much for your enthusiasm and your appreciation. I can't tell you how happy it makes me to be here for Fashion Week once again, and especially to have my marefriend here to support me. Moondancer, would you come here, please?"
A spotlight swung out and found the unicorn, who froze in terror. Rarity nodded and beckoned her with a hoof. Moondancer slowly made her way to the stage, looking back and forth at the ponies in the crowd, all of whom were now applauding her. Rarity forced a patient smile as her heart raced against her ribs. This is it! She helped Moondancer up on stage--against her will--and gave her a kiss. "Rarity, what are you doing?" the unicorn hissed through a forced grin.
Rarity smiled. "Just making the most of the moment." She turned to address the audience again. "As you know, Moondancer and I have been dating for two years now, and I can honestly say I've never been happier." She grinned at Moondancer. "But I believe she is about to make me moreso."
"I...am?"
"You have a question for me, I believe?" Rarity prompted, still grinning.
"Yeah. Rarity, would you--"
Exactly how Rarity knew this was a combination of a mare's natural intuition and the fact that Rarity herself had been surreptitiously leaving little hints around the loft for weeks now. She knew Moondancer had seen them, because every time she left a bridal magazine out in the open, she would return later to find it had be relocated to somewhere more appropriate.
Of course, the reason she knew Moondancer was proposing today required some detective work. Today was the final day of Manehattan's Fashion Week, and while Moondancer often made an effort to come to all of Rarity's local shows, she typically wasn't able to get enough time off work to attend far flung events like this one, so when Moondancer had sent her a scroll asking if it would be okay for her to come see Rarity at the show today, the clever fashionista knew something was out of the ordinary. Since there was only one thing to be out of the ordinary, the pieces fell together rather easily.
After a brief bout of excited squealing and dancing around her hotel room, Rarity had responded in the affirmative and rushed downstairs to find her assistant, Shinel. The stallion had expressed some doubts about her conclusion, but she'd simply reminded him that she knew her marefriend rather better than he did. This had no effect on his stance, so she told him where to stick his doubts and to find Bouffant, Coco, and Snoot, to prepare her hair, her dress, and to capture the moment on film, respectively.
Fortunately, however dense he could be in the realm of romance, Shinel was at least a very talented PA. In no time, Rarity was ready. She was properly made up and immaculately dressed. Now, all that was remained was the waiting.
Hiding in the wings of the stage during the final circuit of her line's models, Rarity scanned the crowd, a knot in her stomach. It was a strange sensation. She hadn't had cause to be nervous at a fashion show in years, but the anticipation of finally being asked for her hoof in marriage had morphed from nervous excitement to queasy anxiety.
Suddenly, her stomach disappeared entirely. There she was, standing in the back of the auditorium, wearing her signature radiant smile, a modest manestyle, and a very simple grey pantsuit--all very fitting of a distinguished pony of academia. But not, Rarity noted with consternation, appropriate for asking your marefriend to marry you. She briefly entertained the idea of gently suggesting Moondancer might want to...reconsider her wardrobe, but she managed to quell the urge. Moondancer liked to dress simply; it was part of her charm, Rarity reminded herself. No, she would let Moondancer propose in whatever outfit she chose. Even if her crimson a-line dress would be simply divine in this light, and her pearl earrings would add just the right--
Rarity shook her head and cut herself off as the emcee summoned her to the stage. She put on a professional smile and stepped out into the spotlights. The audience erupted in applause. She waved and blew kisses and then motioned for silence. "Fillies and gentlecolts, thank you so much for your enthusiasm and your appreciation. I can't tell you how happy it makes me to be here for Fashion Week once again, and especially to have my marefriend here to support me. Moondancer, would you come here, please?"
A spotlight swung out and found the unicorn, who froze in terror. Rarity nodded and beckoned her with a hoof. Moondancer slowly made her way to the stage, looking back and forth at the ponies in the crowd, all of whom were now applauding her. Rarity forced a patient smile as her heart raced against her ribs. This is it! She helped Moondancer up on stage--against her will--and gave her a kiss. "Rarity, what are you doing?" the unicorn hissed through a forced grin.
Rarity smiled. "Just making the most of the moment." She turned to address the audience again. "As you know, Moondancer and I have been dating for two years now, and I can honestly say I've never been happier." She grinned at Moondancer. "But I believe she is about to make me moreso."
"I...am?"
"You have a question for me, I believe?" Rarity prompted, still grinning.
"Yeah. Rarity, would you--"