“Oh dear no, you wont be wearing that old costume again!” Rarity laughed as she spoke, Applejack relaxed and let out a sigh of relief. Well, I’ve been invited to an interview, you’ve been invited to a photoshoot!”.Īpplejack wanted to fight back and refuse, but she saw how happy her friend was and knew how important this opportunity would be, so feigned a smile and asked “So.I’ll be wearing the white skirt again? I guess the heels weren’t too bad, while I was sitting.”. “As it happens, a lot of other people also liked seeing you in that classic piece, and we’ve been invited to an interview with FrouFrou Fashion monthly. “OK, now I know how much you adored the Marilyn Monroe outfit I had you wear last time.” Applejack interrupted her with a groan at this, figuring out where the conversation was heading. I will wear whatever outfits she wants, pose for photographs, and let her show me off to others to help her fashion career.’īlahblahblah, terms and conditions, until the terms expire, yaddayaddayadda, signed Applejack.” She looked over at her friend as she finished reading it to make sure there were no more complaints, which there weren’t. “‘I Applejack, do hereby agree to be Rarity’s model whenever she needs one. Once she found the contract she practically forced Applejack’s hand to sign it and squealed to herself as she read the terms out loud. Rarity, however, was extremely excited to have her new model and searched her desk for the piece of paperwork she had prepared for today. She slouched when she knew she couldn’t change Rarity’s mind. Can’t I give you something else? I could be your servant for a week, or carry you around all day, or I could give you as much of my family’s fresh apple juice as you want!” the desperate girl pleaded, but she was already being dragged into the nearby fashion room. The young fashionista knew her friend would fall for devious scheme, she wasn’t about to risk losing her favourite model now. “Absolutely not, you agreed to put a bet on our game, I expect you to pay up.” Her friend replied smugly.
“Please, can we have a rematch or somethin’?” she pleaded. “NOOOOO!” Applejack cried out as the coloured counter slid down the frame and showed Rarity’s winning four in a row. She knew she had the girl beat and expertly cast her final blow. Rarity focused her eyes on Applejack, staring intensely while her opponent wiped sweat from her brow and barely hid the worry from her face.
Sequel request from DaleGibson1978, hope you enjoy^_^.