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- "So...what are we here for, again?"
- >"C'mon, Anon, you can't tell me you've never been to a mall before!" She says giddily.
- >A sea of prismatic ponies ebbs and flows around you, each paying little heed to the thin, gangly creature towering above them.
- >You smirk a little, seeing as how you're eye level with the tops of most of the potted plants.
- "Well, never for fun..."
- >Twilight shoots you an exasperated glare.
- >"I guess I'll have to show you, won't I." Her demeanor changes almost instantly to glee. "This way!" She exclaims, gesturing you on.
- >You spend most of the rest of the day moving from shop to shop, observing fares as diverse as fine (vegetarian) cuisine, Celestia-themed gift shops, mane styling, and hooficures.
- >As much as you couldn't participate in all of the equine-oriented activities, by the end of the day, you were starting to enjoy it.
- >In fact, sitting on a ridiculously undersized bench, you couldn't help but smile as you observed a relaxed Twilight melting over a comfortable recliner, her hooves being polished to a shine.
- >"Darling!"
- >You turned to the source of a familiar voice, and noticed a white unicorn with a shamelessly fashionable blue mane partially obscured under a fastidiously gem-ridden chapeau.
- >Rarity, having eyed Twilight first, met your eyes and blushed.
- >"...oh, and...good day to you as well, Anon."
- >Twilight had popped up.
- >"Hey, Rarity! Getting a hooficure, too?"
- >"Well, of course! I was just in town, and I had the urge--I never fancied meeting you here, what a splendid surprise!"
- >The attendants at the salon had practically already seated Rarity as soon as she came in.
- >She must practically live here on the weekends.
- >The unicorn and former unicorn catch up on frivolous events that transpired over the last week, and you decide to slump back on the bench a bit, not inclined to participate.
- >"Anon, dear, you've been awful quiet; is something the matter?"
- >You glance up from your near-trance to find both horned mares staring at you with those dinner plate eyes.
- "Oh, uhm, no, everything's fine." You gave them a half-hearted smile.
- >"That's...good" Rarity stated, with a semblance of sincerity.
- >They soon continued on with their banter, and you might as well have been asleep.
- ---
- >"Anon, really, what's up? You've been out of it all day..." Twilight said, worry coloring her voice.
- >As if by instinct, you started:
- "It's nothing--"
- >--but that was the wrong answer.
- >A violet haze materialized over you as you were suddenly turned about, your eyes meeting the purple mare's serious gaze.
- >"It's not nothing," she stated sternly. Some amount of sympathy leaked into her expression, as her voice notably softened. "Whatever it is, you can tell me."
- >You didn't want to tell her. But...
- "I...just think malls aren't my thing, Twilight."
- >She raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
- "Guess not," you stated lightly. "It doesn't matter, Twi; I still enjoyed spending the day with you, it's just..."
- >"Oh, I know, Anon." She nuzzled you. "You didn't have my attention, did you."
- >You blushed.
- >"Well, now you do, because I'm done for the day. What do you say we go home, and..." She smiled.
- >She didn't finish that sentence.
- >She didn't need to.
- "I would love to, Miss Sparkle."
- >"I told you, don't call me that." She showed a playful grin, and the two of you wedged your way through the mob of equines toward the exit, and toward whatever splendor awaited the two of you at her home.
- ===
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