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Although the boutique seemed quite prestigious and high mannered, it was always very welcoming. Due to Rarity's renowned hospitality, it was seemingly the most welcoming place in Ponyville.
Twilight watched as Rarity wandered off to the kitchen in order to fetch the two of them some tea. During the time the ivory unicorn was absent, Twilight pondered whether or not it was was a good idea to tell another her doings. After several moments of deep pondering, Twilight thought more and more of how horrible a pony she was being by using a friend for such a shallow experiment. She didn't want any of her other friends to think any less of her. Then again, talking things out proved to be a solving point for most other issues she'd dealt with before. Plus, Rarity was known for being an expert when it came to advice. At that moment, the pony in thought had exited the kitchen, a platter of kettles and cups held with a sapphire magic and a smile upon her face. With a with a quick and discrete sigh, Twilight settled on staying and discussing her problem at hoof.
The conversation also seemed to began with Rarity asking the same question, "One or two cubes of sugar?" Then Twilight would always respond with the word one, or sometimes if she was feeling adventurous, she'd request two cubes. Nevertheless, it was always a hassle to get into any real conversation. Rarity would take a sip of her tea, patiently waiting for Twilight to begin speaking. Usually, Twilight Sparkle would sip, sigh then speak; the triple s. This time around, the lavender unicorn fidgeted and looked around for any distraction to occupy herself, not wanting to spill what was on her mind. Being the good friend Rarity was, she played along.
"So," Twilight let the single syllable linger, "looks like you redecorated a bit around here." Truth be told, Twilight hadn't noticed more than a knack and knick switching places upon the wall.
"How nice of you to notice, dear! I actually did spruce the place up just a bit, this seemed to be a more welcoming appearance." Rarity smiled, then continued, "I actually only rearranged a couple things in the room, but it's the small things that make the difference."
Twilight hadn't been paying all her attention and only responded with a halfhearted "yeah." The room sank into an awkward silence before Rarity took the liberty to break it.
"Twilight, it's obvious something is on your mind. You came here for more than just tea and I think it's best to just get straight to the point, darling."
Twilight knew there was no avoiding it. Rarity could read anypony no matter the circumstances; she'd probably best Twilight at reading if ponies were books. With a sigh, Twilight began her story, "You see, ever since you started recommending them, I've started reading more of those romance novels."
"Really? I thought you just said you'd try to get me to stop nagging you about it. Then again, you're not as cold hearted as those ruffians, Applejack and Rainbow Dash." At the mention of Rainbow Dash, Twilight's heart sank. This was definitely going to be way harder than she would've hoped.
xXx
Curiosity just had to get the best of her. "Experiment: Two Weeks. Research: Bad pairs can only make it through two weeks at most. Hypothesis: Rainbow Dash and I will break up in less than two weeks. Date one:" was all Dash read. She didn't want to see the horrid things that might've followed the heading entitled "Date One."
Clearly, that piece of paper didn't belong to her. Clearly, it was only an accident she'd obtained it in the first place. Clearly, she shouldn't have been so darn curious and had just kept her eyes off the words scripted on that darn piece of paper. Clearly, Twilight didn't need "some time to figure things out." Her mind was made up from the start.
However, first things first. What should she do with said piece of paper? Should Rainbow brashly confront Twilight, paper in hoof, and demand the meaning of it? Why ask for the meaning? It was clear what it was all about. Instead, Dash settled on first returning the paper to it's rightful spot. Afterward would she talk to Twilight about this whole experiment. Wait. That would be too awkward. Maybe another friend would be better to talk to.
Fluttershy would probably advise Dash to talk it out with Twilight, not what she wanted to do. Applejack would recommend the same. Pinkie Pie would tell her how Morse code works or some other crazy thing. Rainbow ruled everypony out except for Rarity. Seeing as Rarity was supposedly the romantic genius of the group and the only one who would give some real advice on the matter, she was the only option left for Rainbow.
First step, return letter that confirms Twilight has no romantic interest in Rainbow.
"Thank you so much Rarity," Twilight thanked her unicorn friend as she exited her abode.
"Anytime, dear!" Rarity called back to Twilight as she made her way towards her own home. Twilight walked towards the library, going through her previous conversation with Dash in her mind. The final decision was to go through with everything. Sometimes it was hard to read the brash pegasus.
"You know Rainbow Dash, dear. She always has two reactions to everything. In your case, she'll either be mad or nonchalant." Rarity said, "although, if you were serious about what you said earlier, I don't think you'll like what her nonchalant reaction means."
Twilight didn't know how to handle it. If Dash was mad, Twilight would feel bad for her. If she was lax, Twilight would feel bad for herself. It was like she was stuck between a rock and a hard place, there was no escape.
xXx
Rainbow stealthily infiltrated the library through the window of Twilight's bedroom. She didn't bother with the lights, it was light enough outside for electricity to make very little of a difference. Taking a look around, the pegasus noticed nothing had been cleaned since she made the mess. It seemed unlike Twilight not to clean all the papers scattered across the floor, being the perfectionist she is.
Shrugging it off, the polychromatic pegasus slipped her accidentally stolen paper between two random ones that lay on the floor. She then used her wings to create a gust of wind, putting the room into unseemingly more chaos, just to make sure things didn't look too suspicious. Being proud of her work, Rainbow headed down the stairs to exit the great tree.
As the cerulean weather pony made her way halfway across the floor of the library, the sound of a door being unlocked echoed hollowly through the room. Her ears twitched a bit. That was her only move. Dash was utterly still. Her heart raced, knowing Twilight would soon walk through the door and she'd be stuck trying to explain why she was there. She heard the knob the of the door being turned and the little click sound of the door opening. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as the wooden plank sealing the building squeaked open. Then the lights turned on.
"Rainbow? What are you doing here? I'm pretty sure I closed the library before I left."
"Oh, hey, Twilight," Rainbow Dash began. Her body, minus head, was facing a random bookshelf and one hoof was up pointing at the spine of one book as if she had been looking for that one book. "I just swung by to get one of those Wonderbolt history books. I wanna see if I can still be the youngest member to join," Dash half lied, "you weren't here so I let myself in through that window." She pointed at a random window in the room, not even knowing if it could be opened or not.
Twilight looked at the window. "Well alright, but the that's the fairy tale section. I'm pretty sure Jack and his beanstalk aren't going to tell you much about the Wonderbolts."
"Oh yeah, the room was so dark-couldn't see which section I was at," Rainbow lied.
"Yup, it's these long winter nights." Rainbow only nodded in response and waited for Twilight to show her the way to the books she'd been fake looking for, "here you are, Wonderbolt's history. Sorry for the lack of books, so far I've only been shipped two of different volumes and the one that was already here is pretty out of date." Rainbow had only been half listening until Twilight said date. Should she talk to her about it while she had this perfect opportunity or wait until she could discuss with Rarity. Since Dash was clearly some sort of a coward, she decided on the latter.
"Thanks Twilight, you're a great help." So with that, Rainbow Dash randomly chose from the two books Twilight had shown her and galloped off elsewhere.
Rainbow flew to cloud home and dropped off the book she'd taken and quickly flew back towards the only dress shop in town. After ringing the doorbell more times than she could count, the fancy fuchsia door finally opened.
Rarity had just finished having her emotionally intense conversation with Twilight a mere half hour ago. Filling Rarity's mind were the images of her close friend's expressions as she described her predicament. Rarity felt a deep sympathy for Twilight, and because Rarity has never been in such a horrible situation, she could only imagine how her pastel purple friend feels. In reality, it was an awful thing to do in the first place, but since she knew Twilight was just a bit socially awkward, Rarity didn't fully blame her. She did feel bad for Rainbow Dash as well, having been sucked into this silly experiment. Hopefully, Twilight would heed her advice and be able to fix things between her and Dash.
After having the last bit of tea that lingered in her cup, Rarity got up and carefully began staking all the cups and kettles back onto the platter she used to take them out. She then took all the dishes to her kitchen sink and turned the faucet on. She prepared herself to begin cleaning the dishes when the sound of her doorbell alerted her of the coming of another visitor. Rarity began making her way to the front door when the doorbell chimed again. She stopped, confused as to why it would sound off again or why her visitor would wait such a short time before ringing it again. Then the bell went off again, and again, and so many more times that it each bell sound would get cut off by the next. Whichever pony at her door must have quite a small amount of patience. The bell chimes again, and Rarity continues going towards the door.
She finally made it to the door and fiercely opened it with, an noticeably irritated, "Hello" just barely escaping her mouth. Standing on the other side of the door was her colorful friend. Of course, the impatient Rainbow Dash. Oh no, Rainbow Dash.
"Hi Rares." Dash greeted to Rarity, staring at her slightly bewildered.
All she said was, "Hi," when Rarity said, "Uh. I think I left my faucet running" before she slammed the door with unnecessary force mere inches from Dash's snout.
"Did I do something?"
A/N; realizing there is no chapter 6 ._.
Nearly 2k words this chapter. Haven't done that since finale chapter of Just Play it Cool.
why am i late? BO2 Buried came out ; have exboks, we'll play
and hey, cliffhanger is nowhere near as annoying as the others i've done c:
entywai, two or three more chapters and I'm done.
