Hay, everypony! I am unbelievably sorry about not posting in so long! But school has been rough so I am now to give you a short story (a very short story, actually) called Rarity's One True Love. I hope you like it! It's one of my favorites so far. Thanks for reading! -PP

Rarity's One True Love

A Very Short Story

"Another dress," Rarity said. She paused to yawn. "finished. I will work on another," She yawned again. "in the morning." She walked over to her supply drawer and put her needle and rainbow thread in. "Oh, look," she said closing the drawer and opening the rest. "I have no more supplies. I'll pick up some… in… the… morning." When she finally finished her sentenced, she climbed into her bed and tucked herself in. She was sleeping for barely a minute until she flung the covers off her and bolted over to her drawers. "WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL MY SUPPLIES?!" she screamed as she threw all the empty drawers on the floors. One landed over her cat, Opalescence. The small Persian cat clawed and hissed from the inside of the see through drawer. Rarity looked around frantically. Her eyes stopped on Opal. "Oh, I'm sorry, Opal, my baby!" She said, lifting the drawer. The mad cat slashed her claws a last time and ran out of the room. Rarity to continued to trash her room while looking for her supplies. When she finally tore up her whole room, out of pure exhaustion, she went to sleep. She tossed and turned, hoping that the store would be open in the morning. She woke up, still with the lack of supplies on her mind. She looked at her clock. "Good, only nine." she thought. She still briskly ran to 'Quills and Sofas'. Rarity knew that they only sold quills and, well, sofas, but she knew that they must have some chic sofa covers. She didn't have the time to make her own. She went so fast she ran right into the automatic doors before they opened! She ran to the clerk and asked, "Where are your finest fabrics?" The clerk, while chewing on a big wad of gum, rolled her eyes and answered in monotone,

"They're on the last isle way. We just got a new stock."

Rarity, now knowing she had some time to spare, leisurely walked down to the sofa covers. There, standing in the middle of the isle examining the sofa cover dyes. He noticed her out of the corner of his eye and turned to her. He was instantly in love, her beautiful purple mane glistening. Rarity was instantly in love, too. She started galloping toward the boy. He held out his arms, preparing for her to leap in his embrace. He closed his eyes and waited… but nothing seemed to happen. He opened them and turned around. There she was, cuddling with the fabric.

"This is what love must be like." She ran off with the materials, leaving the poor stallion just standing there.