Chapter 7

It had been almost a week since the girls had begun their training, and most of them had started to get the hang of combat. Applejack had refined her fighting skills with more technique, while Fluttershy had learned to be more forceful. Sadly she still had a number of moments where she accidentally flashed the team, which naturally mortified her to no end. Just like she did after her and Pinkie Pie's sparring match.

“You know, there's an easy solution to that,” Applejack said to Fluttershy as she was fixing her top after an intense sparring match, “Why not just bind 'em or somethin?”

“I've tried that,” Fluttershy said curtly, “The bindings are always too tight though, making it hard to breathe.”

“You'll just have to get used to it then,” Spike said writing down notes from the match, “Cadance, the original Pink Ranger, was really top heavy too. She'd usually just train topless.”

“I am not training topless!” Fluttershy fussed covering her chest, “That would be the worst thing for me to do, especially with you here!”

Spike sighed, “Are teenage girls of this generation all so fussy?”

“I might be able to help,” Rarity said walking over to Fluttershy, “Why don't you come to my place after this?”

Fluttershy looked defensive, but she slowly relented, “Fine, if it'll help.”

“She's becoming a lot more social, don't you think?” Pinkie Pie whispered to Applejack.

“Maybe a bit,” Applejack said, “She's still a bitch though.”

Applejack turned to the far left, where she saw Twilight practicing by herself. Her stance was still really stiff, and if she kicked too high she'd end up losing her balance. Applejack was starting to worry about her, as she was the only one still having trouble.

“Alright, before we close up for the day, Her Majesty wants you all to try morphing again,” Spike said, “Come with me into the main chamber.”

Everyone followed Spike, but Twilight didn't move from her spot right away as she was still focused on her training. Fluttershy stopped and turned to Twilight.

“Hey, come on,” Fluttershy called out to Twilight, “We need you too for this part, remember?”

Twilight sighed, “Right. I'm coming,” she slowly walked past Fluttershy to the main chamber, Fluttershy watching her the entire time.

Inside the main chamber, the five of them stood on their respective pedestals and began focusing on their bonds with each other along with their virtues. This time the light in the middle got brighter, and the five of them noticed the lights swirling around them causing their clothes to get lighter.

“Is it working?” Twilight asked.

“I think so!” Pinkie Pie cheered, “I think it's going to happen this time!”

“Focus hard, Rangers!” Applejack commanded, “We're almost there!”

Sadly though, a few seconds later, the light died down and vanished. Rarity stomped her foot in frustration.

“Damn it! What are we doing wrong?!” she asked.

“I have to say, this is worrisome,” Celestia said floating around, “It's been a week, and yet none of you have managed to get a full reaction from the Morphing Grid.”

“Even if you can't hold the armor, you should at least be able to morph into it for just a bit,” Spike said, “I guess it's back to training tomorrow.”

“What good is training like this going to do?” Fluttershy asked, “We have to what exactly? Focus on each other while keeping true to our virtues? Is training together going to make Applejack more honest? Will it make Rarity more generous? Will Pinkie Pie get happier? Will this whole thing help us become closer? For God's sake, most of us don't even like each other!”

“At this point, I'm pretty sure the only one in that category is you,” Applejack pointed out, “We don't know the first thing about ya, except that you're a wiccan, an' ya apparently hate all of us.”

“That's not true, is it Fluttershy?” Twilight asked sadly, “Do you really hate us?”

Fluttershy looked to the side unsure, but then stormed out of the main hall and ran up the stairs. Rarity sighed shaking her head.

“I'll follow her,” Rarity said running upstairs, “I'll see you all at school tomorrow.”

“Hey, I gotta get home too,” Pinkie Pie said, “Maud said she'd be home today, so I'm hoping she and I can watch a movie together.”

“That's fine,” Celestia said, “We will continue tomorrow.”

As Pinkie Pie left, Twilight sat down on the floor in front of the pool of water with a forlorn expression. Applejack sat down next to her and leaned into her.

“Talk to me,” Applejack said, “What's botherin’ ya.”

“It's my fault we can't morph,” Twilight said, tearing up, “I knew I was the weakest link.”

“Now stop that,” Applejack said, “It ain't your fault we can't morph. Right now, this whole team is a mess.”

“I've been trying my hardest…” Twilight said, tears falling down her cheeks now, “I train every day, and I've been focusing on everyone when we try to morph, but I still can't do this. I'm sorry I'm letting you down, Applejack…”

“Twilight…” Applejack said. This wasn't the first time Twilight talked down to herself about being a Ranger. It seemed like she had convinced herself that she was a failure, and with how her mind worked, there wasn't really much she could say to convince her otherwise.

“If I may,” Spike said walking up to them, “You're doing a lot better than you realize, Twilight. You didn't see it, but I noticed that the armor was starting to form around your body during the last attempt at morphing.”

Twilight looked up at Spike in shock, “Wait, are you serious?”

“If you continue at this pace, you'll get it,” Celestia said, “You could end up becoming the greatest Ranger on the team.”

“See?” Applejack asked nudging Twilight a bit, “Don't be so hard on yourself. You can do this. I believe in you, but you have to believe in yourself too.”

“There's actually something that I wish to give you,” Celestia said. She floated over to the bookshelf and pulled out a large book with an odd symbol on it, “This book contains within it knowledge from the old world. With this, you should be able to get a better feel for our technology.”

“You're giving me this book?” Twilight asked taking the book, “But, why?”

“Because I believe your true strength lies not in your fists, but your brain. The former blue Ranger, Sapphire Valley, was also more of a scholar as opposed to a fighter. So along with your combat training, we will begin cultivating your mind as well.”

Twilight looked at the book, and then at Celestia. She then ran over to the ghostly woman and hugged her.

“Thank you, Your Majesty!” Twilight cried happily. Celestia smiled warmly wrapping her arms around Twilight.

“You're quite welcome. But please, call me Celestia,” Celestia said.

Twilight nodded vigorously and then released Celestia, “I'm going to head home. See ya Applejack! Bye everyone!”

“See ya,” Applejack said waving to Twilight as she skipped off, “It's amazin’ how quickly she can change moods.”

“It's just a matter of knowing how to talk to her,” Celestia said, “While she's mentally advanced, she's not quite as mature as everyone else.”

“Still, I am worried about the rate we're goin’,” Applejack admitted, “Hey, what's that light that shines out from the pool of water anyway?”

“The energy of the Morphing Grid is strong enough that during the initial spark it can create a miracle,” Celestia explained, “This can only happen once, but during that time, anything is possible.”

“We actually have two goals here,” Spike explained, “One of those is to of course train you to become the new Power Rangers, but our second goal is to use that light to revive Her Majesty.”

“Wait,” Applejack said frowning, “You mean, you could come back to life if we morph?”

“It's possible, yes,” Celestia said looking unsure, “The truth is, I hope to possibly, save my sister.”

“You wanna save Luna?” Applejack asked. Celestia floated over to the pool of water and knelt down before it.

“She wasn't always like this,” Celestia said, “Back when we first became Power Rangers, she was a gentler soul. She still enjoyed fighting, but she cared about her friends, her family, and her kingdom. Her power coin was actually the last one made, which is why her Ranger form looks so different.”

“What's the Green Ranger's virtue?” Applejack asked.

“Loyalty,” Celestia answered, “She was quite loyal to all of us. Unfortunately though, she lost herself to the darkness. The demon king, Discord whispered in her ear, and convinced her to sell her soul to him for even greater power. She is not a bad person, Applejack. Not originally.”

Applejack folded her arms thinking over what Celestia just told her. It was a lot to take in, especially since she was under the impression that Luna was just pure evil.

“I'm sorry for deceiving you,” Celestia said, “We do wish for you to inherit our power, but not to kill Luna. I wish to save Luna from the darkness.”

“Huh, I see,” Applejack said, “Well, I have a younger sister too, so I know how it is. Alright, we jus' need to morph so you can come back to life, right?”

Celestia looked up at Applejack in shock, “You, wish to help me?”

“Surprised? I ain't the happiest that ya kept this part from us, but I understand why ya did it. It makes sense now though, why both of ya are tryin’ so hard to get us to morph,” Applejack said.

“Thank you Applejack,” Celestia said with a touched smile, “My soul feels much more at ease knowing that you'll assist me in setting my sister free from the demon king.”

Applejack nodded to Celestia and walked out of the secret chamber. As she left, her thoughts went back to what Celestia said about her “soul”. It finally started to occur to Applejack that she spoke to a real live ghost. A spirit from an age long past. Did spirits actually exist then?

“Are you out there too, Pa?” Applejack asked looking up at the sky, “Are you watchin me like Granny Smith keeps sayin’?”

Rarity caught up with Fluttershy and convinced her to still come to her house. Neither one of them spoke the whole way, and Fluttershy kept a long distance between her and Rarity, and every so often would glance her way nervously.

Rarity wanted to understand this girl so badly. Something told her that she wasn't actually as much of a bitch as she let on.

“So… who did it?” Rarity asked. Fluttershy looked her way slightly.

“Who did what?” Fluttershy asked.

“Someone hurt you, right? That's why you're so distrustful of people, isn't it?” Rarity asked.

“Why do you care?” Fluttershy snapped, “You never said anything to me back when I went to school, so why talk to me now? Why can't you just ignore me like everyone used to?”

“For starters, because now we're a team,” Rarity pointed out, “We're Power Rangers now, so we have to-”

“What? We have to “become friends”? What happens after we're finished?” Fluttershy asked, “What do we do after we stop Luna? Do we stay together, or do we go our separate ways?”

“Well, I'd like to say we'd remain together,” Rarity stated.

“Come on, be realistic,” Fluttershy said, “You're the school slut, Applejack's the new kid, Twilight's the nerd, Pinkie Pie's the anime lover, and I'm the strange kid. None of us are from the same clique, so seeing us hang out at all would just be weird. So what are we when this is all done? Because we're not friends.”

“I don't see why we can't be friends,” Rarity said, “I have plenty of friends of different types from all over the school.”

“No, you have fuck buddies,” Fluttershy said, “I saw the photo, so I know the truth about you.”

“You know nothing,” Rarity said with a serious edge, “That photo was from one instant, and it was before-”

“Before you became a slut?” Fluttershy asked narrowing her eyes at Rarity, “You still went in that direction. Maybe the party was just a precursor to who you really were.”

Rarity wanted to slap Fluttershy so hard, but then stopped herself, taking a deep breath before laughing. She knew what she was trying to do.

“Ooh, nice try. You had me going for a second there,” Rarity said, “But, I'm not falling for the bitch act you keep playing. Like it or not, we're a team, and I promised that I'd help you.”

“I didn't ask for your help, you know,” Fluttershy spat.

“No, you didn't,” Rarity said, “I offered, and I don't take back my offers to help anyone. You should know, considering all the other 'favors' I've done for students.”

It looked like Fluttershy wanted to say something to that, but stopped pouting in frustration. Rarity smirked to herself in triumph.

Once they got to Rarity's house, Rarity gave her parents some bullshit reason for why she was out so late and the two of them rushed upstairs to her room. Once there, Rarity closed the door and locked it.

“Okay, lower the top of your dress,” Rarity requested. Fluttershy frowned at Rarity.

“Um, excuse me?” Fluttershy asked, “I don't know about you, but I'm not a lesbian.”

“First off, I'm not either, I'm bisexual,” Rarity said, “Second of all, I'm not going to violate you. I just need to get a feel for your figure is all.”

Fluttershy shied away from Rarity a bit, but slowly did as was told, lowering the zipper of her dress, allowing the straps to fall down and revealing her yellow bra covered breasts. Rarity frowned and walked around Fluttershy.

“Mm hm, I'm starting to see the problem here,” Rarity said, “Sweetheart, are you sure you're wearing the proper sized bra?”

“I don't know,” Fluttershy said folding her arms under her breasts, “I just found the biggest size they had and bought it.”

“Could you, jump up and down to make them bounce for me?” Rarity requested.

“You're getting off on this, aren't you?” Fluttershy asked. When Rarity raised an eyebrow and pursed her lips, Fluttershy rolled her eyes and did as was told. Almost immediately she felt her breasts start to fall out.

“Stop, that's enough,” Rarity said, “That confirms it. Your bra is too small,” Rarity placed a finger in between the back of Fluttershy's bra, noting how tight it was, “You're supposed to be able to fit two fingers either in the front or back of the bra when wearing it, but I can barely fit one.”

“I, didn't know that…” Fluttershy admitted looking back at Rarity.

“We're going to figure out your proper size,” Rarity said walking to her desk and pulling out her measuring tape, “For this I'm going to need you to take that thing off.”

By this point, Fluttershy must have started to trust Rarity a bit, because she didn't say something bitchy or defensive. Instead, she nodded demurely and took off her bra. Rarity then took two measurements. The first was under Fluttershy's breasts.

“33,” Rarity said, “So your band size is 38.”

“Wouldn't it be 33?” Fluttershy asked. Rarity shook her head.

“However many inches this measurement is, you add four if it's even, and five if it's odd,” Rarity said, “Now I need to figure out your bust size. I'm going to measure the size around your breasts, okay?”

Fluttershy nodded wordlessly. As Rarity loosely wrapped the measuring tape around Fluttershy's breasts over her nipples, Fluttershy blushed a bit, but Rarity noticed that she relaxed. She was completely silent the whole time, and Rarity felt a vulnerability from her completely different than her usual hostility.

Oddly, this felt more natural to her.

“Your bust is 43,” Rarity said softly, “Subtracting that from thirty-eight is, five,” Rarity ran back over to her desk and pulled out a small chart, “Okay then, now if that's true…” she picked up Fluttershy's bra and looked at it, her eyes wide, “Oh my God!”

“What?” Fluttershy asked holding her arms over her breasts, “Something wrong?”

“This is a 37D?!” Rarity asked, “Fluttershy honey, it's no wonder you're having trouble! You're supposed to be wearing 38 double D!”

“Double D?!” Fluttershy cried, “That's huge!” she sat down on the bed covering her face, “I really am a tit monster!”

“Trust me, you're not a tit monster,” Rarity said sitting next to Fluttershy, “Significantly top heavy? Yes, but a tit monster? That's a little extreme. I bet your mother is top heavy. Either her or one of your relatives.”

“I don't know any of my relatives,” Fluttershy said, still covering her face, “I'm adopted.”

“Oh…” Rarity said, suddenly feeling awkward, “Either way, all you need is the proper bra. Hold on for just a minute, alright? I think I have something that can help.”

Rarity ran out of her room, going into her mother's workshop next door. She usually had bras of different sizes scattered around. She hoped that there was a bra that was in Fluttershy's size. With how big some clients were when they came in for a fitting, you'd think-

“Yes! Found it!” Rarity said, pulling out a slightly larger bra from her mother's drawer, “She won't miss this, I'm sure.”

Rarity was thankful that Fluttershy was still there. She gave Fluttershy the new bra, which was thankfully the right color to match her yellow sundress, and she immediately put it on. It fit more snug around Fluttershy's large breasts, and the pink haired teen even stood up straighter.

“This, actually feels better,” Fluttershy said, “But how will this help me in training?”

“Well, try jumping up and down like before,” Rarity requested. Fluttershy shrugged and did as was told, moving to make her breasts bounce, happy to see that they didn't go flying out this time.

“Oh! They're staying in this time,” Fluttershy stated, eyes wide in shock.

“Now, I'd recommend wearing a sports bra for training, but this should at least work for now,” Rarity said sitting down on her bed. Fluttershy pulled the rest of her dress back up and then turned to Rarity.

“You didn't have to do this,” Fluttershy said.

“You're right, I didn't,” Rarity said leaning back and crossing her legs, “But I enjoy giving. Whether it's helping a fellow girl find a bra that will fit, or helping someone get release when they need it, as long as they're happy, I'm happy.”

Fluttershy frowned and tilted her head, “You're nothing how I thought you'd be.”

“What? Did you think I'd be like your typical mean girl in high school?” Rarity asked.

“Yeah, actually,” Fluttershy said honestly.

“Well, I used to be that sort of girl, but that's all in the past now. I figured being the school slut who's nice would work more in my favor,” Rarity said airily.

“Do you like that though? Being the school slut?” Fluttershy asked folding her arms under her breasts.

“I don't know if I like it, but it is what it is,” Rarity said lying down on her bed, “I could let it get to me, or I could just go with the flow,” she pulled out her phone and looked at the picture, “Once the system marks you, it's best to just own the moniker it gives you as opposed to fighting it,” she looked up at Fluttershy, “Did you want to stay for dinner? I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind.”

“N-no, that's alright,” Fluttershy said rubbing her arm, “I, um, need to get home. My mom will worry about me.”

“That's alright. I'll see you tomorrow then?” Rarity asked. Fluttershy nodded wordlessly and walked over to the window. She then jumped out the window over to another roof, using them to run home without being seen. Rarity looked at her clock and saw that the time was eight o'clock. She wondered if Applejack was still up.

First checking to see that the door was still locked, she then jumped out of her window herself, this time going in the opposite direction that Fluttershy went in.

Let's see how far I get with you this time, Applejack.

Fluttershy stopped on a roof right next to her house, thinking about the girl who just helped her. She was probably at her most vulnerable, and yet Rarity was perfectly gentle with her. She could have done anything to her at that moment, but she didn't. Instead, she actually took care of her, and like she said, she did help her.

And she didn't even want anything in return.

“She really embodies 'generosity'. If that's the case, then is the reason we can't morph, actually my fault…?”

Fluttershy continued to make her way back home, going right into her room to lie down. She needed to do some serious meditation on this.

Luna had managed to gather tiny bits of gold here and there, but she knew that it wasn't enough. Goldar required lots of gold to manifest, and at his rate she wasn't going to get anywhere close to that goal.

At least she wasn't bored though. On the way she managed to kill quite a number of humans, so much that she was probably leaving a bit of a trail behind her. It wasn't like she cared though. What could these humans do to stop her anyway?

Luna walked down the street whistling, but stopped when she peered into the shop she walked past. She read the sign in confusion, as she was still learning the written language of this world.

“Jewelry… Store…?” Luna said slowly before her expression lit up, “Gold!” she pushed through the door and examined the jewelry in the glass case, “So much of it! Yes! This is perfect! Absolutely perfect!”

“Um, excuse me Miss, can I help you?” the lady behind the counter asked.

“Yes! I need gold!” Luna said excitedly.

“Gold…? As you can see we have plenty of that. Is there anything in particular you-” Luna grabbed her by the arms and leaned in close.

“I want all of it! Every bit of gold you have in this store is now mine! Give it to me now, peasant, and I will consider sparing your life!”

“Um… okay then,” the lady said, “Give me one moment and I'll get it for you,” she slowly reached for the button to call security, but Luna grabbed her by the neck.

“Just pull it out and leave it on the counter, foolish mortal!” Luna commanded, “Do this now! My patience runs thin!”

“Yes ma'am! I understand!” the lady said, immediately pulling out the gold jewelry and leaving it on the counter. Luna looked at it with eyes wide in awe and then pulled out her sword, earning a scream from the woman.

“This is perfect…!” Luna said. She then waved the blade over the gold, causing it to turn into liquid and flow into the blade, becoming one with it. As the woman looked in awe, they heard sirens outside.

“Freeze!” a police officer shouted kicking the door down, “We have this entire place surrounded!”

“You have come to challenge me then?” Luna asked, turning to the officer with an odd smile.

“Sources told us that a woman with a sword was walking around killing civilians!” another officer said, “You led us right here!”

“You believe I was in error in leading you to my location?” Luna asked, turning around and sitting on the counter with her legs crossed, “I was hoping something like this would happen. That I would attract the attention of the Royal Guard of this millennium. Let's see…” she looked out past the two officers counting, “I count, fifteen guards out there. Combine that with the people I've killed on the way here, that would bring my number up to… 39 humans. Sounds like fun,” she pointed her sword at the two officers, “So, which one wishes to die first? I could take both of you, if you want to get kinky on me.”

“This bitch is insane…!” the officer on the left said.

“She's bluffing! Fire!” his partner commanded. Both of them fired their guns at Luna, who lied down on her side out of the way, then turning onto her back. She then used her feet to kick a few of the bullets away. Once the officers realized how she stopped them, they stopped firing. She slowly sat up in a sensual manner, giving them a sultry look.

“Was that all?” Luna asked, “Aw, too bad. My turn now.”

“What… are you…?” the officer on the right asked. Luna stood up and sauntered over to them, calling out to her full power.

“It's not what as much as it's who,” she said, green pieces of metal slowly wrapping itself over her body, tearing her green bodysuit in the process, “I am the demon king's child of darkness. The one who will soon claim the Crystal Heart of this planet and become something akin to a goddess. I am… Luna Akeldama! The Moon that shines on the field of blood!”

Her green armor formed as much as it could, and she now stood before them wearing a green suit of armor that covered her legs, arms, and shoulders as much as possible, but did leave sections of her skin exposed. The center of her chest was almost completely exposed, as only the edges of her breasts were covered, the armor stopping right over the nipple along with her crotch, which only had a single strip of metal over it to cover it, going behind her exposed backside and resting in between her lower cheeks. The armor had high heeled boots, and her face and hair were both completely exposed. Her eyes were now glowing red though*.

Screaming out in pleasure, she jumped at the officers, grabbing them by the faces and slamming them onto the ground. She then dragged them outside and threw them out, where she saw the rest of the officers standing around her with their guns pointed at her.

They fired at her, but she flipped, blocked, and kicked all of their bullets out of the way, moving almost like a dancer. She then rushed at them and began slicing through them with her blade, the woman inside of the shop looked out in horror as one by one each guard was sliced in half effortlessly with her blade.

It was over all too soon, and Luna sauntered back in, covered in blood and still in her armor.

“Thirty, nine…” Luna breathed out walking over to the terrified woman, “I've killed, thirty-nine humans. That leaves me, with four hundred, and sixty-one left, until I meet my quota…” she laughed softly to herself.

“No…!” the woman begged, “Please no…! Not me…!”

“Remember when I said that I'd spare you…?” Luna knelt down before the woman and held her by the cheeks with one hand and got close to her, almost as if to kiss her, “I changed my mind.”

The only sounds heard from outside of the jewelry store were the woman's shrill scream, followed by Luna's euphoric laughter.

After finishing dinner, Applejack walked into her room to turn in for the night. She froze in shock though when she saw Rarity lying on her bed, most of her clothes discarded off to the side, left only in her black and purple bra and panties.

“Hey there, leader,” Rarity said with a sultry smile. Applejack shook her head laughing.

“You, Rarity, are a mess!” Applejack said, “This is, what? The second time you've broken into my room?”

“I wouldn't keep breaking in if you just remembered to close your window every once in a while,” Rarity said, “Or maybe you keep it open hoping that I'll come inside and invade your privacy.”

“You know, technically I could call the police on ya,” Applejack said, “I probably should, seein’ how you're not only breaking into my room, but you're on my bed in your underwear.”

“You could call the police, or you could close the door, lock it, and come lie down next to me,” Rarity said, turning to her side and patting the space next to her. Applejack thought it over in her head. She didn't mean any harm. She was just playful, and really loose.

But why was she so obsessed with Applejack?

In the end, she decided to take the more fun option, closing the door behind her, locking it, and then walking over to the bed, lying down next to Rarity, who smelled wonderfully.

“So what's your game?” Applejack asked turning to Rarity.

“No game,” Rarity said, “I just wanted to be close to you.”

“I don't believe you,” Applejack said immediately.

“Is that right?” Rarity asked leaning in closer.

“Yeah,” Applejack said leaning in herself, “There's gotta be some reason why you're so obsessed with me.”

“And why is that?” Rarity asked.

“Let's go down the list, alright? We first meet, an' ya kiss me out of the blue callin it a gift to make my life in school easier. Then ya appear in my room the same night we were told about the Power Rangers, and ya kiss me again before walkin’ out.”

“Ah, but that was only after you admitted to thinking I'm attractive.”

“That's true, I'll give ya that. But this right here is jus'… odd to me. I come into my room an' see ya on my bed as if to present yourself to me. You ain't the type to make advances on a person yourself.”

“So I'm assuming this is a little out of character for “Easy Rare”, right?”

Applejack met eyes with Rarity, and she could feel something. She was playful, mysterious, and probably bad news, yet Applejack could tell that there was something genuine beneath all the airs she put on.

“What do you want?” Applejack asked softly.

“You seriously think I have an ulterior motive?” Rarity asked.

“That ain't what I mean,” Applejack said, “You're always givin’ to others in some way or another, but what do you want?”

“What… do I want?” Rarity asked averting her eyes a bit, “I doubt you'd be able to give it to me.”

“Try me,” Applejack said, “If you want, jus' give me a hint.”

“A hint huh?” Rarity looked thoughtful, “Alright, how about this then? Lie down on your back.”

Applejack was curious, so she did as requested without a word. Rarity then moved to lie on top of Applejack, looking her in the eyes.

“Good, now wrap your arms around me,” Rarity requested.

“Like this?” Applejack asked, wrapping her arms around Rarity, resting one on her back and one a little lower, almost touching her rear. She then tightened the embrace, holding her close.

“Yes…” Rarity said softly, her entire air changing, “This feels perfect. So, do you get it now? Do you know what I want?”

“Actually… I think I do,” Applejack said with a somber expression, “It's somethin’ that I could easily give ya.”

It was a split second, but Applejack saw pain in Rarity's eyes. She then quickly closed in and kissed her on the lips again, holding the sides of Applejack's face lovingly as she kissed her. It was deep, tender, and almost desperate. She broke the kiss and rested her head on Applejack's chest.

“No matter what,” Rarity said, her voice almost a whisper, “Promise me that window will always be open.”

“I promise,” Applejack said, just as softly, “My window is always open for you.”

She felt something wet hitting her chest. Were those tears? She didn't know what it was that this girl was clinging too, but it was clear that there was more to “Easy Rare” than met the eye. If they were ever going to learn how to morph, and if Applejack was going to keep her promise to Celestia, she needed to get to the bottom of this mystery.

She had to learn why Rarity was always so sad. Most of all though, she needed to learn why despite her sadness, she continued to be “Easy Rare”.

Author's Notes:

*Think Witchblade.

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