At the precise moment their lips were about to make contact, Rarity whispered. "Did you brush your teeth?"

"Huh?"

"Did you?" she whispered again.

"Uh... Sorry, but after all those days of trotting and those rustic inns, I couldn't..."

Still laying on the bed, the white unicorn's voice raised. "So, you were about to kiss me with your horrible breath and expect me to love you?"

Applejack, confused and nervous, shifted her gaze. "Uh... Yeah?"

The unicorn humphed. "Go clean them this instant or no Snow White." Applejack scratched her head and turned to the dwarves.

"Uh... anypony have a toothbrush?" They all showered their, soiled with food. "I mean a clean one?" They all looked at each other and all shook their head in negative. The orange pony sighed. "I guess I'll come back tomorrow, then." The walked away in the direction of the entrance. "Don't move until then."



Wonderful work