Art of the Dress

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  • Dedicated to sourlime <3
                                    

(Rarity fanfiction) 

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PROLOUGE:

-=RARITYS POV=-

"Fasten that up there, a stitch there..." I mumble to myself. I was working on Gala dresses for all 6 of us. But I need to hurry up, the Grand Galloping Gala is in a week! I've only finished Twilights, and I have 3 OTHER extremely important clients to complete a whole SET of dresses for!

"Um hello?" I hear a soft voice call from the door.

"Oh sorry, I didn't know that I was disturbing something important..." Her voice was filled with an apology.

"No no! Darling, I actually need your input, you know, on your dress!" I explain rushing over to Fluttershy. I show her own dress, well, what it is currently.

I look at her, to see a blank face.

"So... What do you think?" I ask excitedly. "It's nice." She responds simply. NICE?! ONLY, NICE? I worked almost 8 hours on this!

"What don't you like about it?" I said frantically. I think it's perfect!

"It's okay. It's nice."

"Tell me!"

"But it's okay."

"TELL ME WHAT'S WRONG!" I end up screaming at her, to get a whimper as a response. She runs out, not saying anything else.

"What about the stitching, that could be tightened... The flower on the chest could be more centered... The neckline could be higher... Of course! I need flowers on there, And the shoes could do more of a 'vine' look." I start mumbling ideas, getting to work right away.

"Ouch!" I've worked almost 2 hours and I've poked myself with a needle... Ow! Once I've cleaned up my hoove, I look at the time and see that it's 7pm!

"My my! I need to make dinner." I announce, leaving my Creation Room to go start a beautiful, elegant corn & noodles.

Hmm hm hmmm...

*DING DONG!* oh my, it's 7:35! Who could that be? I put down the wooden spoon and strut down to the entrance.

"Hi Rarity, you gotta stop and come with me." a voice called from the shadows.

"Who's there?" I call into the dark. No answer... I close the door and turn off the stove, in case the door ri--

The door bell interrupts my thoughts. Maybe it's Twilight? Or Pinkie Pie? I trot carefully towards my door, and slowly open the door again looking into the darkness.

"Come on Rarity! Come with us! Hurry! Meet us behind the library in 10 minutes." The voice hisses.

I grab my pink-stripe scarf and head out to Twilights.

****

"You came." I saw Apple Jacks face, as the voice.

"Oh Apple Jack! I thought you were going to--" I feel pain to my head, then 2 last words.

"Sorry Rarity." As a whisper. What? What's going on?!

****

I wake in a dark room, possibly the Apple Cellar. I try to move, but I noticed that I was strapped down. I tried to use my magic, but a thick leather cover covers my horn, too thick to get through. I have a massive headache, near where I got the sharp pain maybe 20 minutes prior.

"Ah, you've awaken." AJ lurks through the dark.

"What do you want?" I call, but instead of Apple Jack responding, Big Mac does.

"We want a deal." He speaks clearly.

"What?! What deal?!" I cry dramatically.

"Well, you see, everypony in Ponyville has a unique symbol! You just seem to be symbol Z011m. And, we do a little system called blackmail. Look, give us 75% of the Bits you collect and your pour horn & Sweetiebelle don't get it." Apple Jack states coldly, without using her accent.

"Oh yeah, by the way, this goes on and on until, you wither away." Big Mac speaks up.

My pour Sweetiebelle?! My horn?!

"Fine. I'll do it." I agree flatly. I see a white, evil smile infront of me, but just far enough that I can't see who's it is.

"On one condition... You don't tell anyone." They say in unison.

"Okay okay! Just let me go and I'll give you it every month, 30th at midnight. Be there or I keep it." I rush out of my mouth as if it was poison. The smile only grows bigger, as the familiar hat and freckles undoes my leather straps, and leads me outside, out until my boutique.

"Don't tell anyone. Not even your cat." AJ spat icily, walking away.

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-=PINKIE PIES POV=-

"Don't tell anyone. Not even your cat." AJ spat icily, walking away.

What's that about? I was gonna surprise Rarity with a hair curler and a cupcake... But what's Apple Jack up to? I could ask her tomorrow. It is like 9pm now. Whatever!

*knock knock knock* I knock on Rar's door, to find a really nervous Rarity on the other side, small sweat beads forming on her head. Once she see's me all her worriedness goes away. YAY!

"Ahem. Hello Pinkie Pie! How are you?" Rarity asks, a small fake smile on her face.

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