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> Rarity firmly believed even Applejack could have heard her startled yelp the moment she kick-started the Cougar and it ROARED to life on one turn of the key. And yet here she was, a mere hundred feet outside the barn.


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> Utterly terrified of what she was behind the wheel of.


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> “Yer just gonna sit here all day behahnd the wheel of this monsta’?” Apple Bloom inquired curiously from her seat on the steps leading into the farmhouse.


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> “Well… I… I drove far enough as it is!” Rarity stuttered, huffing in her signature hoity manner as she patted the steering wheel with caution. “Applejack is such a hard worker! Seeing this beast on her doorstep in such a pristine state would lift her spirits like a fine glass of rye! Such a display would not have been possible without my cautious driving skills-”


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> “You drove out of the barn like Dance Fever pelvic thrusting his way across a disco floor.” Sweetie Belle deadpanned, looking up from her homework, much to her older sisters high-pitched disdain.


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> “Sweetie Belle! What a ghastly thing to say!” Rarity gasped, bringing a hand to her dress in an appalled manner. She wasn’t exactly wrong, though. With every step on the gas peddle, the car shot forward like a bull charging like he caught a glimpse of a red cape! No matter how Rarity pushed or tapped the pedal, the Cougar’s engine roared and it’s tires tore up the dirt road with hostile intent!


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> Or that’s how Rarity interpreted it, anyway.


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> “Well, I’m not wrong, Rarity! This car just wasn’t made for somepony like you!” Sweetie Belle explained, getting up from her seat next to Apple Bloom as she gestured at the engine block. “You did a great job cleaning up the Cougar but maaaaybe you can leave your present alone for Applejack to appreciate? You know, with a full tank of gas?”


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> “Ya’ll could at-least switch off the ignition, Rarity.” Apple Bloom suggested, growing wary of the low rumble the Cobra Jet engine was transmitting into the ground. Rarity frowned, she intended to be the one to present the car to Applejack with her usual flair but the idea of waiting for so long in such a stuffy interior wasn’t doing her mane any favors.


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> “You have a point, Sweetie Belle.” Rarity sighed in defeat. “You know me, I always like to give my accomplishments a bit of magical glamour and style, If Applejack could appreciate this muscle car back when it was a junkheap in the barn, then she would be more then happy to see it cleaned up without any additional flair at the wave of my horn!” Rarity hovered her hand over the key in the ignition, only for her ear to twitch at the sound of Fluttershy’s wing-beats approaching the farmstead from the lonely main road. “Oh, whatever could Fluttershy be doing out here for?”


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> “Fluttershy was goin’ tah do ahr Bahology homework-” Apple Bloom started, only to cough as Sweetie Belle love-tapped the farmfillie’s side with an elbow. “-_*HELP_* with ahr bahology homework!” Rarity chirped in a chirpy tone.


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> “Oh, what a splendid thing for her to do! I hope you thank her up and down after all is said and done!” Rarity smiled as Fluttershy touched down on the dirt road, shedding a piece of paper or two from her satchel of books. “I doubt she knows much about car’s, especially one like this. But I’m certain she could appreciate the color I brought to such a beautiful shine!” Rarity pulled her hand away from the ignition and placed it onto the headrest of the passenger seat. “Oh, I simply _*must_* know how last nights dinner outing with Discord went! I hope her evening blouse made her the star of the night!” Rarity swung her leg over the center console as she attempted to climb out the passenger side door to greet her dear friend, only for her ankle to wack the stick shift and her supporting foot to slip into the footwell.

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> *Pushing the gas pedal to the floor._

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> Sweetie Belle and Applebloom flinched as the Cougar’s front wheels leaped off the ground and the engine hauled the nearly 2-ton muscle car into the Orchard, clouding the two fillies in a cloud of exhaust and dust as Rarity’s blood-curdling shriek somehow dwarfed the deafening roar of the V8 engine.


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> “_Welp, she’s deahd..._” Apple Bloom deadpanned in shock as Sweetie Belle cupped her mouth in sheer horror.[/bq]

[bq]Rarity firmly believed even Applejack could have heard her startled yelp the moment she kick-started the Cougar and it ROARED to life on one turn of the key. And yet here she was, a mere hundred feet outside the barn.

Utterly terrified of what she was behind the wheel of.

“Yer just gonna sit here all day behahnd the wheel of this monsta’?” Apple Bloom inquired curiously from her seat on the steps leading into the farmhouse.

“Well… I… I drove far enough as it is!” Rarity stuttered, huffing in her signature hoity manner as she patted the steering wheel with caution. “Applejack is such a hard worker! Seeing this beast on her doorstep in such a pristine state would lift her spirits like a fine glass of rye! Such a display would not have been possible without my cautious driving skills-”

“You drove out of the barn like Dance Fever pelvic thrusting his way across a disco floor.” Sweetie Belle deadpanned, looking up from her homework, much to her older sisters high-pitched disdain.

“Sweetie Belle! What a ghastly thing to say!” Rarity gasped, bringing a hand to her dress in an appalled manner. She wasn’t exactly wrong, though. With every step on the gas peddle, the car shot forward like a bull charging like he caught a glimpse of a red cape! No matter how Rarity pushed or tapped the pedal, the Cougar’s engine roared and it’s tires tore up the dirt road with hostile intent!

Or that’s how Rarity interpreted it, anyway.

“Well, I’m not wrong, Rarity! This car just wasn’t made for somepony like you!” Sweetie Belle explained, getting up from her seat next to Apple Bloom as she gestured at the engine block. “You did a great job cleaning up the Cougar but maaaaybe you can leave your present alone for Applejack to appreciate? You know, with a full tank of gas?”

“Ya’ll could at-least switch off the ignition, Rarity.” Apple Bloom suggested, growing wary of the low rumble the Cobra Jet engine was transmitting into the ground. Rarity frowned, she intended to be the one to present the car to Applejack with her usual flair but the idea of waiting for so long in such a stuffy interior wasn’t doing her mane any favors.

“You have a point, Sweetie Belle.” Rarity sighed in defeat. “You know me, I always like to give my accomplishments a bit of magical glamour and style, If Applejack could appreciate this muscle car back when it was a junkheap in the barn, then she would be more then happy to see it cleaned up without any additional flair at the wave of my horn!” Rarity hovered her hand over the key in the ignition, only for her ear to twitch at the sound of Fluttershy’s wing-beats approaching the farmstead from the lonely main road. “Oh, whatever could Fluttershy be doing out here for?”

“Fluttershy was goin’ tah do ahr Bahology homework-” Apple Bloom started, only to cough as Sweetie Belle love-tapped the farmfillie’s side with an elbow. “-_HELP_ with ahr bahology homework!” Rarity chirped in a chirpy tone.

“Oh, what a splendid thing for her to do! I hope you thank her up and down after all is said and done!” Rarity smiled as Fluttershy touched down on the dirt road, shedding a piece of paper or two from her satchel of books. “I doubt she knows much about car’s, especially one like this. But I’m certain she could appreciate the color I brought to such a beautiful shine!” Rarity pulled her hand away from the ignition and placed it onto the headrest of the passenger seat. “Oh, I simply _must_ know how last nights dinner outing with Discord went! I hope her evening blouse made her the star of the night!” Rarity swung her leg over the center console as she attempted to climb out the passenger side door to greet her dear friend, only for her ankle to wack the stick shift and her supporting foot to slip into the footwell.

_Pushing the gas pedal to the floor._

Sweetie Belle and Applebloom flinched as the Cougar’s front wheels leaped off the ground and the engine hauled the nearly 2-ton muscle car into the Orchard, clouding the two fillies in a cloud of exhaust and dust as Rarity’s blood-curdling shriek somehow dwarfed the deafening roar of the V8 engine.

“_Welp, she’s deahd..._” Apple Bloom deadpanned in shock as Sweetie Belle cupped her mouth in sheer horror.[/bq]