Rarity's jaw dropped, her spirit was crushed, and she could feel tears coming on as her lips quivered. 'B-but I worked so hard on it. I did my very best to make it as good as possible... That was it, wasn't it? It was too good, I showed him up, and now he hates me for it.' Rarity was just about to run away dramatically wailing her eyes out, before Atchmon's loud voice broke her depressive thoughts.