3rd Dress

[prissy_hooves]

[Action; outside 836 Hastings Boulevard]

[Rarity's out for a trot around the neighborhood when she notices a package sitting on the front step of the Liebert household addressed to her.]

For me...?  Whatever could this be?

[Blinking curiously, she gingerly bites at the string tying the package up and then meticulously opens it up with her hooves.  She scarcely has time to be confused by the picture of a unicorn horn inside, because as soon as she touches it, there's a momentary flash of light near her face as her horn is restored.]

Oh my!  Is it true?  Is it my horn?  I have to see!

[She runs back inside, coming back out with a small hand mirror floating in front of her as her horn sparkles with magic.  Smiling and laughing cheerfully, she turns her head from side to side, admiring her reflection and making kissy-faces.]

Much better!  Well, then, now that that's taken care of, I've got work to do!

[Action; around Mayfield; early afternoon]

[Later on, Rarity's managed to find a little red wagon and hitch herself up to it.  She's got a small pouch filled with coins tied around her neck, and there's a piece of paper and a pencil floating in front of her face as she holds it there with her magic.]

Let's see... I'll need fabric, sewing needles, thread, buttons, a pincushion, some gemstones, lace, sequins...

[Feel free to stop her, since she's largely just musing to herself at this point.  She may also be humming something to herself along the way.]

[Action; around Mayfield; late afternoon]

[It's a few hours later now, and Rarity's wagon is still empty.  Several of the items on her list are crossed out entirely rather than checked.  She hasn't been able to buy anything at all despite having money, because the proprietor of every shop she's attempted to visit has shooed her out of the doorway to the store before she even set foot inside.  Worse still, they all seem to think she's a dog.  You might catch her in the process of being kicked out of one of these businesses, or between them grumbling to herself about the drones and their extremely bad manners.]

Hmph... a dog indeed!  Can't these silly drones tell the difference between a housepet and a unicorn pony?

Comments

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

Oh, more than that! I intend to set up shop here in Mayfield. Just because we're being forced to remain here against our wills is no reason for us to stop doing the things we enjoy, after all.

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

Oh, Ah guess that's a pretty good way to earn some extra bits while we're here, huh? Ah've been so busy thinking of ways to get out of here Ah didn't even think about what else Ah could do, let alone doing some work in mah free time.

[As soon as she says that though, Applejack seems to come to a rather sudden and sad realization. She takes a look around them, really scanning the town that is visible from where they stand. And merely confirms the fact that there doesn't seem to be an apple tree or spot of farm land in sight. Applejack tries to hide the disappointment at this realization though.]

Well, Ah hope it works out for you. And if you ever need a hoof, you can count on me. Though Ah know there's not much Ah could help you with involving dresses...

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

[Rarity's eyes follow Applejack's as she looks around, but she's not really sure what to say to her about the lack of an apple orchard in Mayfield. Best to try to make her feel better some other way.]

Well, I certainly appreciate it. I'm sure I could find something for you to do around the shop. At the very least, I could use a good model for when I start making dresses for ponies again. All of my clothes-horses are still at home.

[It's not much, but she knows Applejack likes to feel helpful and needed.]

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

[Applejack does cheer up a little bit at the offer]

Thanks, Ah really appreciate the offer and any chance to help you out. Still, maybe Ah should see about finding some kind of job to do around here for someone. Especially if'n we're going to be here for the long haul.

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

Yes, you're probably right. It's much better than having nothing to do and going stir-crazy.

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

Yeah, and Ah can pay back the family Ah'm staying with a bit too. Ah don't think the drone ones have noticed the baking Ah've been doing, just that some food is gone...

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

The drones don't seem to notice much of anything.

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but Ah still feel a little bad making them buy extra food because Ah'm not eating the food they keep leaving for me outside. Not like Ah can eat dog food though...

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes, I can see your point there.

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

Yeah, even if my one house mate isn't a drone understands that, Ah still don't want to force them to get extra food either.

Ah'll try asking around or using that phone this place has to see if there's anything Ah can do around here, Ah guess...

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

Well, best of luck to you, then. Do let me know if there's any way I can help, though, won't you?

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

Ah will, and if you do need mah help later, like you said, come and get me. Ah'll never be too busy to help out a friend!

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Applejack. I truly do appreciate it.