There was less than five days left until the festival and Rarity had been working on Applejack's dress for the occasion. As of right now, she had been working on the bodice of her friend's formal attire.

The bodice was white with little puffy sleeves. Brown and yellow stripes surrounding the neck line, forming a "V." She had been trying her hardest to follow the design she had made, with some notes that Applejack had written down.

Though she had been at this for a while, she decided to take a little break and look out the window from where AJ was staying.

She saw Applejack on a ladder, fixing some loose frames on the roof of the barn. A few nails on the board and a hammer in her mouth.

Rarity turned her head to see Flim raking some dead leaves that had fallen from a couple of the trees. A dark green aura surrounding the utensil; its claws scraping the ground bringing all the leaves together into one compact pile.

The unicorn mare's attention was immediately attracted back to her country friend as see noticed the ladder begin to wobble.

Applejack had been fixing the frame of the roof on Braeburn's barn. Some of the boards were starting to come out loose. The mare had a hammer in her mouth, about to impale the last couple of nails in place when the latter she was standing began to wobble.

"Whoa, Nellie..." she said, as the latter began to move more unsteadily.

Her hooves started to lose their grip on the each side of the ladder. Probably due to some of the sweat that had been developing from the heat of Celestia's sun.

Before she knew it, the mare had lost contact with the ladder, falling a good 20 feet. She closed her eyes tight, preparing for the worse. However,  she didn't feel any impact with the cold hard ground. She didn't feel any pain, whatsoever.

No, instead, she felt a pair of strong arms holding her. She opened her eyes to see that it was none other than Flim. As she looked around, she noticed that the ladder was stopped halfway from hitting the ground.

Flim's magic had surrounded it, putting it back against the wall of the barn. The mare looked over at her savior, almost in awe.

"You alright, Applejack?"

The pony was suddenly brought out her thoughts. "O-oh!" she stammered. "Yes, I'm fine."

"You've got to be more careful, AJ. If not, you'll end up like Braeburn," he said, looking into her eyes still holding her.

The country pony blushed slightly at what he had said. He is right. I do have to be more careful.

The unicorn gave her a smile that made her heart skip a beat. It was this time she noticed how attractive he really was. How his emerald green eyes seemed to captivate her in the daylight. How his teeth gleamed whenever he gave her a genuine smile. Not to mention the strength he had gained since he started working with her on her cousin's farm.

"I'm going to put you down now so hold onto me, that way you don't accidently hit the ground."

Applejack nodded as she put her hooves around his neck. It was at this moment she realized that he had been holding her bridal style.

The unicorn crouched down a little, tilting his body over to the side. He removed one arm from underneath her hind legs while the other still remained on her back.

The two ponies stood upright, looking into each other's eyes. Her arms still fasted around his neck; his around her waist. Neither of them said a peep. For just a few brief moments, for the first time, this didn't feel like an awkward silence.

"Thanks for catching me," Applejack said, not wanting to look away from his hypnotizing emerald green eyes.

"You're very welcome," Flim responded, a gust of wind flowing through his peppermint colored mane.

The gust of wind soon became stronger. This caused the two ponies to look away from each other and toward the direction from which direction the wind was coming from.

They then looked up to the sky only to realize that a storm was coming in. Grey clouds were starting to cover the beautiful daylight sky. Leaves from the trees and bushes were starting to flap against the wind, even a few coming off the stems.

The mare grabbed hold of her Stetson, for she didn't want it to get blown away by the wind.

"Looks like a storm's coming!" she shouted through the harsh wind. "We should get inside."

"Yeah, you're right. We don't want to get sick."

Without thinking, the stallion took her hoof in his and ran to the front porch.

As the ponies made it to the porch, drops of rain began to pumble towards the ground. The pitter-patter sound being heard all around the farm.

It took them a moment to finally notice they were still holding hooves. The two blushed, immediately letting go, looking away from each other.

"Um... A-ah'm gonna go an' see how Rarity's doing."

"Th-that's fine," he responded, awkwardly. "I'll be in in a minute."

Applejack gave him a sly smile before walking into the house, leaving Flim alone on the porch, listening to the sound of the rain.

About five minutes passed before Flim made his way inside the house. He made his way to the kitchen to get a glass of apple juice.

His horn soon became surrounded by a dark green magic aura, opening the fridge and levitating a pitcher toward the table. He closed the fridge door behind him and levitated a glass on the table, pouring the contents from the pitcher into it.

He was about to take a sip when a voice interrupted him.

"Well, it seems to me that you and Applejack were enjoying each other's company."

Flim looked up to see none other than Rarity, up against the opening frame of the kitchen entrance.

"Oh, Rarity. I thought Applejack went to see how you were doing."

"She did. After she came to see me, she decided to clean herself up."

Flim nodded his head.

"You know, in all my years of knowing Applejack I have never seen her so smitten."

The stallion raised an eyebrow at her. "Smitten?"

"Of course, she's too stubborn when it comes to admitting she needs help or fancying anypony," she said, pouring herself her own glass of apple juice.

"Well, you're right when it comes to her being stubborn at times. However, I think you're wrong with her having a liking to me."

"Oh, please. I've only been here for not even a day and I can already tell just by the way she looks at you. Not to mention, I just so happened to be looking out the window when I saw that little moment you two had."

Her comment nearly caused him to spit out his drink.

"I just didn't want her to get hurt."

Rarity looked at him for a moment, a smirk appearing on her face.

"You love her, don't you?"

Now that caused him to actually spit out his drink for real. He truly wasn't expecting that to come out of his mouth.

"How do you know that?"

"Well, for the past few hours I've been here so far, from studying how you act around her and also how you're the one that's taking her to the festival, it's quite obvious."

Flim put his head down, both his hooves rubbing the temples on his forehead.

"Oh, don't be so embarrassed, Darling. Personally, I find it quite sweet for a former foe of hers to be so attracted to her."

"But even when I was her foe I loved her then. I've loved her since the moment I met her."

"Well, just wait a little while and I'm sure she'll return her feelings completely."

Flim looked at Rarity giving her a small smile.

"You know since I'm here, I think I'll make you an outfit for the festival as well. Now, tell me, do you have anything in mind?"