"I couldn't. I don't know a thing about dresses!" Time Turner turned away from me and returned to polishing clocks. I sighed. "Look. Rarity is a dress maker. You're a clock maker. We have to try and even things out." He looked over his shoulder. "You still can't get me to start a conversation on fashion. Even if it would make her happy. I wouldn't know what to say." I rolled my eyes. "And you expect me to tell you what to say? I don't know anything about fashion either!" He stopped polishing and turned back to me. "Well then let's just forget about it then." He walked off and disappeared into his blue cabinet. I shook my head and left the shop.

Maybe Turner was right. There wasn't a lot in common between him and Rarity. She was a very proper mare. He was...Time Turner. I would say he was a gentlecolt, but I'm sure Rarity had higher standards. If only we knew exactly what she wanted. I paused in the middle of the street as an idea formed in my head. Could I really do it? No. It was too simple. Not to mention suspicious. But still...

I opened the door to the boutique. Rarity was nowhere to be seen. I walked in and looked around. The usual explosion of fabric could be seen throughout the place. As I neared a half-dressed mannequin, I heard hoofsteps. I turned to see Rarity come through a door. She spotted me instantly. "Speedy! How nice of you to visit. Is there something I can do for you?" I stuck my fake leg out to the side and bent it. It shuddered and creaked as it tried to move through rust that had um...built up very quickly.

Rarity cringed as the leg moved. I put it down and gave a weak smile. "I need to do some work on my leg, but I wanted to have the designs before I took it apart." She smiled. "Of course. I should have them with my other drawings." She walked over to a desk and pulled out a portfolio. She began pulling papers out, looking for the leg diagrams. "Ah ha!" She smiled and turned to me. "Here we are. Perhaps you should hold on to them from now on." She levitated the papers to me and I grabbed them. "Thanks. Would you mind if I did my repairs here? I can't stand to walk with that screeching anymore." She giggled and nodded.

I hopped over to the nearest table without anything on it. So that means I hopped around half of the boutique before finding one. Rarity did her best not to laugh. I eyed her once I sat down. "If you laugh, I will stand up and start pacing." Her smile vanished and a shudder ran down her back. I knew she was thinking of my creaking leg. I began to laugh and she joined in.

We went about our individual work. I kept sneaking glances over at Rarity. She had to ask at some point. SHe always did. Anytime she saw me she asked it. Why hadn't she-

"So how are things with you and Fluttershy?"

Finally! "Things are good. Though this leg's been a nuisance recently. Shy won't say it, but I know she's bugged by it just like every other pony in town." Rarity sighed. "It's just like her not to point out those things. She couldn't say anything negative to anypony. Even her stallion." I chuckled. "The feelings mutual I guess. I can never say anything bad about her." Another sigh. "You two certainly are a cute couple." I rolled my eyes. "It's all her, I swear." That merited a laugh.

I stopped cleaning my leg and turned to Rarity. "What about yourself?" Her gaze remained on her work. "Hmm? What was that?" I stood up and slowly limped over. I almost never went without my leg and so my ten foot journey was anything but graceful. I finally stopped at Rarity's side and sat down. "What about you Rarity? You're always going on about your friend's relationships. What about you? Don't you want that?" That made her pause.

Rarity slowly looked up at me. "I...I...I just don't have time for such things. I'm far too busy with my work here. And then I care for Sweetie Belle half the time. And not to mention-" I put a hoof over her mouth. She seemed shocked that I cut her off. I smiled. "It's okay. You don't have to make excuses." I took my hoof back and she blushed. "I'm sorry Speedy. It's just...I've always hoped that I would find this charming stallion who was the perfect gentlecolt." I nodded. "And you caught a prince and dumped him. Not that he didn't deserve it." She glared at me. Her eyes dulled. "Yes. I thought I had found my special somepony. And then my dreams came crashing down with half the Gala. I haven't looked for love since."

I saw tears welling in her eyes. I pulled her in for a hug. "Hey. I know you've had horrible luck and your dream fell apart, but that's no reason to give up. You'd be surprised by some of the stallions in Ponyville." She pulled back and wiped her tears. She turned away. "Forgive me. This is most unlady-like." I slowly stood and hobbled back to my table. I reattached my leg while Rarity composed herself. She turned back to me. "I know that there are plenty of good stallions, but I just haven't found..." I smiled. "That special somepony?" She nodded. "Yes."  

I stood up and bent my leg. The rust had cleaned up without a problem. No more squeak. I walked over to Rarity. "What do you look for in a stallion?" She eyed me. "Why do you want to know?" I chuckled. "Everypony has their own requirements for their special somepony. The minute I saw Fluttershy, I knew she was the one that fit them all. And apparently I fit hers. That's why we're good together. So what about you? What are your requirements?"

That got her thinking. Hopefully she shared her answers. I had already gone through the hardest steps getting to this point. I hated myself for making Rarity cry. I promised myself that I would pay her back for it. Perhaps by getting her a stallion. I saw her eyes light up. She began to walk around the room. "He must be kind, courteous, a gentlecolt in general." I nodded. "Already had that figured out. What else?" She paused for a moment and then continued her walk. "Handsome." That might be a count against Time Turner. "He would know how to treat a lady." Doable. "And he should have intelligence." Check. Rarity turned to me and blushed. "It wouldn't be bad if he was well off too. But that's of less concern." Wait until she saw the blue cabinet.

I made up an excuse to leave and thanked Rarity for the drawings. She thanked me in return for the company and conversation. I raced off for the shop.

I burst into Time Turner's shop. I smiled and sang out. "Timey!" I heard a rattle and the cabinet opened up. Time Turner's head stuck out. "What did I tell you about calling me that?" My smile grew bigger and I flipped the 'Open' sign on the door over to 'Closed'. Time Turner watched me. "What are you doing?" I pushed him back into the cabinet and walked in myself, closing the door behind me. "Guess where I just was?" He shrugged. I think my smile was covering half my face now, but I didn't care. "We have some planning to do." He looked confused. "For what?" I laughed. "For your asking Rarity on a date!" Next Chapter: Triple The Fun Estimated time remaining: 46 Minutes