Jumper thinks about it for a second, and gives you an answer. "Meh, she's pretty and all, but... she's not really my type, if you get what I'm saying."
"Yeah, I see what you mean," you say, disappointed that Rarity isn't gonna get her dream date for the dance. Just then, Jumper says something that surprises you.
"You should go out with her, though," he says. "She seems to be the perfect girl for you."
"Really?" you ask. "How so?"
"Well, you like to draw cartoons, right?" he asks, and you nod your head. "Well, that makes you an artist like her. You two may have other common interests that you don't even know about. Besides that, you're a pretty cool dude. I'm sure if you asked her, she would say yes in a heartbeat."
"Wow, I never even realized," you say. "Thanks, Jumper."
"No problem, bro," he says. "Good luck to ya."
The two of you brohoof and Jumper walks away, leaving you mentally ecstatic. You've had a secret crush on Rarity for almost a year now, and hearing something like that gave you hope. Sure, it saddened you that Rarity wanted to take someone else to the dance, but he said no, which means she's available. Then again, knowing Rarity, she'll be pretty broken up when she hears that Jumper has no interest in her.
You prepare for the inevitable as you walk back to the Carousel Boutique. After a few knocks on the door, Rarity promptly opens it, delighted to see you.
"Well, that was fast," she says excitedly. "Come in, come in!"
After sitting you down in a nearby chair and taking a seat in another, Rarity asks you the all-important question.
"So, what did Jumper say?" she asks. "Is he interested in me?"
You give a heavy sigh. "Well... he said that he does think you're pretty... but he also said that you're... not his type..." you say, wincing in anticipation of Rarity's reaction.
As you expected, it wasn't good.
"Not his type?" Rarity asks, her voice breaking. "I'm not his type?" The unicorn then buries her face in her hands and starts sobbing. "Every time... every time I find a stallion I like, he ends up having no interest in me! What's wrong with me!?"
You put both your hands on Rarity's shoulders, causing her to look up at you. "Rarity, trust me. NOTHING is wrong with you," you say.
"Well, who am I supposed to go to the dance with?" she asks.
What do you say?
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