Applejack And Rarity Fanfiction
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The white mare glistened in the sunlight. Her purple hair, freshly brushed and curled, bounced with each step. It was a hard job to look this beautiful but somepony had to do it and that pony's name was Rarity. She was the pony all the mares wanted to bee and all the stallions just wanted. She was the type of pony everypony should know. As she approached the old warn down looking farm house she heard the creaking of a rocking chair that has seen it's better days and saw an old pony who looked like she has seen her better days as well.