

EDIT: Finally added the dialogue and story!

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It was the gentle smell of sandalwood coupled with something musty and the unexpected feeling of warmth that awakened her. Rarity knew she was sick; the itchy heat prickling underneath her skin and the sudden heaviness across her body made her suspect as much. But this wasn’t the warmth of a fever, it was far too… comfortable?

Where am I?

The cat blearily raised her head, trying to blink away her dizziness as she took a long look around at her surroundings. As far as she could tell she was in a house: a huge one by the sheer size of the… living room? she was in. Cream-colored walls painted orange by the gentle crackling fire nested happily in a cobblestone fireplace, statues of winged and horned horses standing vigil on either side. Pictures adorned the walls above and beyond the fireplace and as her gaze trailed briefly across each of them, the wall eventually fell away to lead into another large room with tiled floors. A kitchen? Plush-looking leather couches sat in front of her, a large coffee table resting before it with a mug of what smelled like hot chocolate and an abandoned blanket. Large windows from floor to near-ceilings stretched behind the couches, the rhythmic pitter patter of rain splashing against the glass as the storm went on.

Rarity felt her fur prickle with unease as she continued to scan her surroundings. Nice as it all was, somewhat familiar even, it was still disorienting. Just where exactly was she?

Better question. Who brought me here?

It was then that she felt movement against her side as something yawned quietly. Rarity felt her entire body stiffen, ears pricked back as she whipped her head around. And saw a dog. A big dog, curled up beside her and jaws wide open to pass another yawn. Big dog, big teeth, dangerous, too close. And that’s when the dog seemed to notice her, turning its head to look her way with raised brows.

“Oh! You’re awake!” The dog said with a growing smile, standing up far too fast for Rarity’s liking.

Dog! Dog!

Rarity scrambled to her quivering legs and back-pedalled away from the dog, who’s smile disappeared with a furrow to its brow and a frown. “Hey wait, you sho–”

“Stay back!” The cat hissed as menacingly as she could, ears pinned so far back they burrowed against the ruff of her neck. The dog, surprisingly, halted its advance with wide eyes, its own ears tilted back in surprise. “Y-yeah, okay, okay. It’s okay, just…”

“Who are you? Where are we? Why did you bring me here? What do you want?” Rarity shot off, eyes skittering all over the room before landing back on the dog, who opened its mouth. Rarity took notice of those teeth once more (big sharp teeth big dog danger) and she gasped as panic began to set in. She’s seen how dogs like to take their food to secluded places to eat…

“Did you bring me here to eat me?!”

That got the dog gaping at her, mouth opening and closing in disbelief. “E-eat? Eat you? No! I wouldn’t do that! Look, I jus–” The dog took a step forward and with a loud frightened yowl Rarity swatted at it with unsheathed claws.

“I said stay back!”

The dog startled and backed a few paces, staring at her with its ears completely flat now. It seemed to take her in with those large glowing eyes; Rarity was almost certain it could hear how painfully fast her heart was thudding against her chest. "Okay… I’ll just stay over here, okay?“ It said. The dog then (to her complete surprise) sat back onto its haunches and lowered its head in… submission?

Rarity didn’t know what to make of that. The dogs she’s met since her time on the streets were often less than friendly, let alone compliant. This dog didn’t budge from its spot, its posture relaxed as it went further to lie onto its side and expose its belly. As non-threatening as possible. Just what did the dog want??

"My name’s Twilight.”

Against her better judgement, Rarity felt her heart slow and the fur bristled upon her back slowly lower at the offered name. “I-I’m…. why did you bring me here, then? If you weren’t going to…”

“You smelled bad,” Rarity couldn’t help but bristle at that and the dog scrambled to grapple her words, sitting back up again. "N-no! I-I meant you smelled sick! I just… you looked like you were in a bad place, in that log. I couldn’t just leave you there.“

She sounded so earnest and concerned. The cat squinted her eyes at her, though her own posture began to relax an inch. "Let’s say I believe you… where are we?” At that the dog perked up a bit, a wag coming to her tail. “Home! I brought you to my boy, he’s–”

That very moment a young boy with spiked hair came tumbling through the kitchen and into the living room, a bristle brush and a blanket clutched in each hand. “Twi? What’s goin’ on dow…. oh.”

Shimmering green eyes landed on her and Rarity couldn’t help the slight bristle she felt down her back. But it did help set her mind more at ease: a dog with a human usually meant the dog was friendly… or at least friendlier, than the strays she’s come across. She watched as the boy got down on his knees in front of the dog, brush and blanket set aside. He slowly reached forward and she gave a soft hiss of warning, which he reacted to by immediately backing off with his hands out and for her to see.

“Hey pretty kitty, s'alright. It’s okay, we won’t hurt ya,” He hushed, very slowly inching forward. The cat flickered her eyes over to the dog, who kept her promise and remained rooted to her spot. Her look of concern toward her never left her visage, but Rarity could almost taste the happy vibes rolling off her at the mere presence of the child, it was so palpable.

Rarity turned her gaze back at the boy, who still inched closer as carefully as possible. And despite the quickened pound of her heart returning, she allowed him to: a kid instilling that much happiness into a dog had to be good, right?

The boy stopped at about an arm’s length and the furrow in his brow lifted some. “Okay then… you let me get this close. You good for a pet, kitty?” Hesitantly he reached out his hand and gave a quick stroke across her ears. Rarity stiffened and the fur on her back stood on end, but she only quivered in place as the quick gentle swipes at her ears became a full-handed pet from forehead to back, these much slower and careful. A few pets in had Rarity finally relaxing her posture, and as if a weight had been fully lifted, she allowed her trembling legs to fully collapse underneath herself and fell onto the soft blanket with a soft whump.

The boy scooted closer at that, still stroking down her back and scratching lightly behind her ears. It was almost embarrassing, how easily a purr came to her at that motion.

“Aw jeez…” The child muttered as his fingers caught onto snares and tangles in her long fur, gently working them out as he used his other hand to give her chin a scratch. “You don’t feel so hot, huh? These tangles are kinda crazy… and you’re thinner than you look.” The boy applied the slightest bit of pressure against her side to feel the ribs pressing against her skin more firmly than they should.

“Hey Twi, get the brush for me please? We’re gonna get your fluff taken care of first, okay kitty-cat?”

Rarity cracked an eye open (when had she closed them?) to see the dog obediently grab the once-forgotten brush and bring it to the boy (“good girl, Twily,”), dropping it into his hand before settling down right beside them. The cat winced when she felt the brush glide and catch in her fur, but after a few gentle tugs and fingers combing out small bits of twigs and snare she felt the teeth of the brush comfortably running across her body. Her purr vibrated from her chest and outward like a little motor, and she flicked an ear at the kid’s delighted giggle.

“You okay?”

Deep blue eyes darted to catch magenta blinking right back at her, and she heaved a sigh. “… so it seems you were telling the truth about the ‘not eating’ part.” Twilight looked a bit indignant at that. “Of course! We only want to help you. You’re safe with us, promise, no cat eating here.”

Rarity hummed and rested her chin on the kid’s knee as she took the dog in fully this time, her lavender coat and well-kept, the cute mismatched ears with one pricked and the other flopping over at the middle, and the brightest eyes she’s ever seen on another animal. Maybe it was because the gentle grooming soothed her to drowsiness, or maybe it was because she felt she at least owed something, but the feline purred in the dog’s direction and kneaded one paw at her and quietly said, “you’re a good dog then.”

She chuckled when she saw the dog’s tail rapidly thump happily and her paws dance a bit in place. She watched as Twi tilted her head toward her with her ears perked curiously, and the dog asked, “So, um. What you’re name?”

Rarity closed her eyes, and with sleep finally seeping into her exhausted body, she murmured, “My name is Rarity.”

-------------------------Part 2 of the Fluffy!AU! This AU here:This one took so long because I actually had a bit of a tough time figuring out the composition, but I think I finally found something satisfactory. :3Rarity is finally well enough to wake up, but suddenly finding yourself in a completely different environment with a strange dog and human would scare anyone. Spike and Twi will have some hell of a time trying to calm her down. o3oI'm happy with the result! I hope ya'll like it too. ^.^