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>You sit there in silence with Applejack, idly stroking her fur while she lays in your lap.
>Eventually, you realize you still don’t know which room you’re supposed to be sleeping in tonight.
>AJ probably knows where you’re supposed to stay.
“Hey, Applejack?”
>”Hm?”
>You guess now is as good a time as any to pop the question.
“So…where am I sleeping? I forgot to ask during the tour.”
>Applejack lifts her head from your lap.
>She looks at you like you suddenly grew a horn out of your head.
>”Sug, we’re stayin’ here with my aunt and uncle.”
“Yea yea, I get that, but I mean, where am I sleeping? Am I crashing on the couch or…”
>She gives you a sly look, her lips curled half way into a coy smile.
>”The couch?”
>She shakes her head.
>”Oh hon, nopony in my family would ever make a guest sleep on the couch!”
>She leans her muzzle right up to your ear, her hot breath exhaling right onto the side of your face.
>”You’re sharin’ a bed with me, cowboy~.”
>That was not the answer you were expecting.
>And that was also most certainly not the tone you were expecting.
>That’s the sort of voice Rarity puts on when she’s trying to get someone into doing something for her.
>She pulls back, and is looking at you with an expression that is the epitome of ‘bedroom eyes’.
>”I hope that ain’t a problem for you.”
>All of a sudden, you’re not feeling so suave and cool anymore.
“N-no, of course not! Sounds great!”
>She giggles at your stammering.
>”Great huh? Good, I’m glad you’re onboard with the idea ‘Non.”
>She nuzzles her face into your neck.
>”You know, I’m glad the girls didn’t come on this trip. I’m lookin’ forward to spendin’ some time with you, just the two of us.”
>Before you can reply, she hops down off your lap, brushing her tail along your chin as she turns to leave.
>She turns her head and gives you that same look again.
>”See ya tonight, sugarcube.”