Title:           I'm Ready . . . Rejection
Author:          -IceMan-
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First Edit:      Friday 7th of March 2014 01:11:50 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Thursday 26th of March 2015 02:10:27 AM CDT

I'm Ready . . . Rejection
By IceMan
 
Based on real events.
 
>Day girl - uh - marefriend #1 in Equestria.
>You've received a letter from Twilight Sparkle, the current object of your fancy.
>You two go out on dates pretty much once a week, after you two get off working as a research assistant (ponies were very interested in human science, and you vice versa) and at the library.
>You generally plan them by mail, considering you can just walk over and drop them off, and she can teleport them to you.
>You slip open the letter with your thumb, and unfold... a slightly longer message then usual.
>Dear Anon,
>I'm sorry, but I just can't keep up this charade anymore. I've never really loved you and I don't find romantic relationships, this one or any other, fulfilling. I think we should split up.
>Twilight
>Well, shit.
 
>Day looking for a new marefriend #1.
>You’ve been studying some mathematics with Rarity; apparently she wanted to get her skills in that subject sharper, what with owning a business and all that.
>You’re just about done with your session tonight.
“Well, I think that should do it,” you say, closing the textbook.
>“Yep. Thanks for all your help,” Rarity replies.
>As you walk her to the door, you remember something she said to you.
>Somehow the topic of relationships had come up, and she said that she hated when stallions asked to kiss her.
>She was quite a ravishing girl, and you knew she kind of liked you.
>Let’s roll the dice.
>What could possibly go wrong?
>You increase your pace and get around in front of her.
“You said you hated when people asked you.”
>You lean in to kiss her; she quickly moves her head out of the way and runs out the door.
>“Now’s not a good time!” she says.
“I love you!” you call after her.
>“I know, but now’s just not a good time!”
>Well, shit.
 
>Day looking for a new marefriend #2.
>You’ve found Applejack waiting around the marketplace, probably for Applebloom to get something.
>You’ve been very attracted to those foal-bearing hips for a while, as well as her down-to-earth personality.
>Maybe this will work out.
>After staring at her from a distance for a few minutes, you pluck up your courage and walk over.
>“Hiya, Anon,” she greets you.
“Hello. Hey, are you busy today?”
>“No, not really. Why?”
“Great! Do you want to go out and maybe get some lunch together?”
>“Sure... But I’ll have to warn you, this’ll have to be a purely, er... what’s the word... platonic lunch. I already have a special somepony. Was that your plan?”
>Well, shit.
“Well... uh... yes. I’m sorry.”
>You scurry off.