Kimono (Tries to) Buy a Kimonoby Pump It UpChaptersChapter 1: What Do You Mean You Have No Kimonos?Chapter 2: I’m on a Mission!Epilogue: All's Well That Ends WellChapter 1: What Do You Mean You Have No Kimonos?“Thanks for the party, Pinkie Pie.” “Oh, you’re welcome Kimono! I LOVE throwing parties for new ponies!” Pinkie Pie bounced beside Kimono as she walked home. Kimono looked around. “You know, this Ponyville is much different than the one I came from.” “I know!” Kimono glanced at Pinkie Pie. “You’ve been?” “I’ve been to all sorts of other Ponyvilles!” Kimono laughed awkwardly. “That’s nice, Pinkie.” They walked in silence for a few minutes. "So, why did you move here?" Pinkie Pie asked. "You know Fluttershy?" "KNOW her?! She's one of my best friends!" "Well, she had mysteriously disappeared one day, and then not too long ago, we got a letter from her saying that this Ponyville wasn't bad. So I (and a few other ponies) decided to move here and check it out." "Cool!" Finally they got to Kimono’s house. The dark pink pony turned and faced Pinkie Pie. “Well, this is where we part ways.” “Okie dokie lokie!” Loki, the trickster god from Asgard, popped in upside-down. “You called again?” Pinkie Pie giggled. “Silly Loki. You’ve got to learn the difference between ʻLokiʼ and ʻokie dokie lokie!’” “I’ll try.” And with a SNAP, he was gone. Kimono stared at the spot where Loki had been. “Bye-bye!” Pinkie Pie said, and she bounced away. Kimono shook her head and closed the door. ~~~ The bed rattled as Kimono flopped onto it. “I don’t think I’ve eaten so much in my entire life!” she groaned. She glanced lazily at the boxes by her closet. Better take care of those tomorrow, Kimono thought. She turned her gaze back to the ceiling. Maybe I should buy some new furniture… And before she knew it, Kimono fell asleep. ~~~ The next morning, after she ate, Kimono got to work on unpacking. She unpacked the dished, the bath stuff, and the rugs. She unpacked the things in the box labeled Décor, and she had a whole box devoted to paper lanterns. When Kimono got to the clothes box, she thought of something. I should buy a kimono to celebrate moving here! So Kimono finished unpacking and left her house. She wandered around Ponyville, trying to find the nearest clothing store, before she asked somepony. “The Carousel Boutique,” a pony with an orange mane and yellow coat answered. So Kimono headed off to the Carousel Boutique to buy a kimono. She kept staring and gawking at all the unicorns and pegasi around. “So many…” she said with awe in her voice. ~~~ Kimono finally managed to make it to the Boutique and pushed the door open. The bell rang, and a voice called out, “Just a minute!” A white unicorn came out from the back room. “Hello. I don’t believe we’ve met. My name is Rarity.” “How come you’re not pink and have rainbow hair?” Kimono blurted out. “I beg your pardon?” “Sorry. It’s just that there’s a unicorn where I come from named Rarity.” “Well, that’s understandable.” “You remind me of Rainbow Dash.” Rarity was confused. "Why?" "Well, you talk like her, and if I had to guess, you say darling a lot." Rarity understood and didn't understand, and so decided to dismiss the comment. “What do you need?” “I need a kimono.” “A kimono? What’s a kimono?” Rarity asked. “Wait… Don’t you have kimonos here?” “No, I’m afraid not.” Kimono fidgeted. “Are you sure this is the only clothing store here?” “I would have heard about another one if another one existed.” The white pony paused. “I do carry catalogs for stores in Canterlot, Manehatten, all the large cities, really.” “Wow, you have so many cities! At home, we only have three places.” ~~~ An hour later, Kimono tossed the last catalog onto the pile she had created. “Nothing.” “I’m sorry, darling, that you couldn’t find anything.” “It’s alright.” Kimono walked out the door. “Goodbye.” “Goodbye.” As the door closed, Rarity realized something. “Wait! Come back!” Chapter 2: I’m on a Mission!Kimono trotted away from the Carousel Boutique, her mind set on finding some pony who had a kimono or two to sell. She asked everypony, even the background ponies. [Did Kimono break the fourth wall? Or did I?] But nopony had one. But some grey pegasus mare had a great idea. “Why don’t you go to Griffondor?” the pony suggested. “Griffondor?” Kimono repeated. “Yeah! I haven’t been — no pony sends things there — but maybe they’ll have some!” “Thank you!” Kimono said as the pegasus flew erratically away. She went to walk away, and then said, “What’s a griffon?” ◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊ “So that’s what a griffon is,” remarked Kimono as the hot air balloon she rented touched down. “Never seen them before.” She climbed out of the basket (she didn’t feel like opening the basket door) and went to the first griffon she saw. “Where’s the nearest clothing store?” “I’m not telling you anything, loser.” The female griffon flew off. “Don’t mind her,” a voice said from behind Kimono. She turned to see a male griffon wearing a beret. “Gilda doesn’t like very many creatures.” He held out a claw. “My name is Samuel R. Ironclaw.” Kimono took his claw and shook it. “Sounds violent.” “I know, it’s dreadful, really. All griffons were violent early on.” Samuel fixed his beret. “So, I heard you are looking for a clothing store.” “Yes. I’m looking for a kimono.” “Well, you’ve certainly come to the right place.” “Yesss!” Kimono pumped her hoof in the air. “Finally, someplace that has them!” “Right this was.” The two started walking. “By the way, what is you’re name?” “Kimono.” Samuel stopped for a split-second, but then resumed walking. “Well Kimono, welcome to Griffondor.” “Here is the Griffon Style Company’s store.” Samuel stopped in front of a building that would rival one of a certain party pony’s cakes. It had all sorts of colors that twisted and swirled, and it had about a couple billion sprinkle-like things on it. “It’s very, uh, interesting.” Kimono looked the building up and down. “Reminds me of the party Pinkie Pie threw for me yesterday.” “It has all the latest styles from all over Equestria and beyond.” As with the Carousel Boutique, a bell went off when they walked inside. A griffon came over. “Hello, how may I help you today?” the griffon asked perkily. “Teenager?” Kimono whispered to Samuel. “Yep,” he whispered back. To the female griffon, she said, “I’m looking for a kimono.” “It just came in!” The griffon led Kimono over to a griffonequin. “Here it is.” Kimono stared at the garment in disbelief. It looked nothing like her kimonos! “Modified specifically for griffons,” the salesgrififn added. “I’ll… I’ll think about it.” Kimono tried to smile. “Thank you.” “You’re very welcome. Come again!” Griffon and pony exited the store. “I’m sorry you couldn’t find what you wanted,” Samuel said sympathetically. Kimono sighed. “It’s alright.” “Here, let me pay for your journey back.” “Oh, you don’t have to…” “I insist.” “Alright.” ◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊ Now back in Ponyville, Kimono moped around town. No kimono for Kimono. “Kimono!” The mare whipped her head around. She had heard her name, but barely. “Kimono!” It was closer this time, and Kimono saw the source running towards her. “Kimono! I’ve been looking all over Ponyville for you!” Rarity panted, but then stopped, laughing self-consciously. “A lady mustn’t pant.” “Okaay…” “So, the reason I was looking for you was because you can give me one of your kimonos, and I’ll try and replicate it.” “You will?!” Kimono bounced with joy. “Thank you thank you thank you!” “You’re very welcome.” “Is that what your cutie mark stands for?” “Hm?” Rarity glanced at her cutie mark. “No, my special talent is finding gems.” Kimono stared at Rarity for a second, then shook her head. “Well, follow me! I’ve got tons of kimonos…” Epilogue: All's Well That Ends WellPonies were muttering. But in a good way. Everypony loved Kimono’s clothing. But nopony loved it more than Kimono. “I chose a color that would go beautifully with your purple hair. And what do you have in it?” “Tinsel.” “And it goes beautifully with that too,” Rarity told Kimono. So now Kimono was wearing a pink kimono with white flowers, trying to find Pinkie Pie. But, as always, Pinkie Pie found her first. “Hiya Kimono!” Pinkie popped out of a nearby bush. Kimono jumped. “Hu-hi Pinkie!” “Whachya wearin’?” The perky pony got out of the bush. “A kimono!” She pranced around. “Do you like it?” “Like it? I really, really, REALLY like it!” “So, Pinkie Pie, I want you to throw a party for me!” “Oo! A Kimono Found a Kimono party?” “Yeah!” “Alrighty!” Pinkie pulled out a list out of thin air. “Hm. It’ll have to be after my Welcome New Pony! party.” Kimono tried to look at Pinkie Pie’s list. “Who’s it for?” “Strawberry Swirl.” Kimono’s ears went up a bit. “Really? She moved here?!” “Yeah! Cool, huh?” “You bet! Let’s start planning!” “Way ahead of ya!” Pinkie Pie pulled a party cannon out of the bush, and aimed it at Kimono. And before the dark pink pony could tell her not to, Pinkie Pie shot the cannon at Kimono. “Yay!”
Chapter 1: What Do You Mean You Have No Kimonos?“Thanks for the party, Pinkie Pie.” “Oh, you’re welcome Kimono! I LOVE throwing parties for new ponies!” Pinkie Pie bounced beside Kimono as she walked home. Kimono looked around. “You know, this Ponyville is much different than the one I came from.” “I know!” Kimono glanced at Pinkie Pie. “You’ve been?” “I’ve been to all sorts of other Ponyvilles!” Kimono laughed awkwardly. “That’s nice, Pinkie.” They walked in silence for a few minutes. "So, why did you move here?" Pinkie Pie asked. "You know Fluttershy?" "KNOW her?! She's one of my best friends!" "Well, she had mysteriously disappeared one day, and then not too long ago, we got a letter from her saying that this Ponyville wasn't bad. So I (and a few other ponies) decided to move here and check it out." "Cool!" Finally they got to Kimono’s house. The dark pink pony turned and faced Pinkie Pie. “Well, this is where we part ways.” “Okie dokie lokie!” Loki, the trickster god from Asgard, popped in upside-down. “You called again?” Pinkie Pie giggled. “Silly Loki. You’ve got to learn the difference between ʻLokiʼ and ʻokie dokie lokie!’” “I’ll try.” And with a SNAP, he was gone. Kimono stared at the spot where Loki had been. “Bye-bye!” Pinkie Pie said, and she bounced away. Kimono shook her head and closed the door. ~~~ The bed rattled as Kimono flopped onto it. “I don’t think I’ve eaten so much in my entire life!” she groaned. She glanced lazily at the boxes by her closet. Better take care of those tomorrow, Kimono thought. She turned her gaze back to the ceiling. Maybe I should buy some new furniture… And before she knew it, Kimono fell asleep. ~~~ The next morning, after she ate, Kimono got to work on unpacking. She unpacked the dished, the bath stuff, and the rugs. She unpacked the things in the box labeled Décor, and she had a whole box devoted to paper lanterns. When Kimono got to the clothes box, she thought of something. I should buy a kimono to celebrate moving here! So Kimono finished unpacking and left her house. She wandered around Ponyville, trying to find the nearest clothing store, before she asked somepony. “The Carousel Boutique,” a pony with an orange mane and yellow coat answered. So Kimono headed off to the Carousel Boutique to buy a kimono. She kept staring and gawking at all the unicorns and pegasi around. “So many…” she said with awe in her voice. ~~~ Kimono finally managed to make it to the Boutique and pushed the door open. The bell rang, and a voice called out, “Just a minute!” A white unicorn came out from the back room. “Hello. I don’t believe we’ve met. My name is Rarity.” “How come you’re not pink and have rainbow hair?” Kimono blurted out. “I beg your pardon?” “Sorry. It’s just that there’s a unicorn where I come from named Rarity.” “Well, that’s understandable.” “You remind me of Rainbow Dash.” Rarity was confused. "Why?" "Well, you talk like her, and if I had to guess, you say darling a lot." Rarity understood and didn't understand, and so decided to dismiss the comment. “What do you need?” “I need a kimono.” “A kimono? What’s a kimono?” Rarity asked. “Wait… Don’t you have kimonos here?” “No, I’m afraid not.” Kimono fidgeted. “Are you sure this is the only clothing store here?” “I would have heard about another one if another one existed.” The white pony paused. “I do carry catalogs for stores in Canterlot, Manehatten, all the large cities, really.” “Wow, you have so many cities! At home, we only have three places.” ~~~ An hour later, Kimono tossed the last catalog onto the pile she had created. “Nothing.” “I’m sorry, darling, that you couldn’t find anything.” “It’s alright.” Kimono walked out the door. “Goodbye.” “Goodbye.” As the door closed, Rarity realized something. “Wait! Come back!”
Chapter 2: I’m on a Mission!Kimono trotted away from the Carousel Boutique, her mind set on finding some pony who had a kimono or two to sell. She asked everypony, even the background ponies. [Did Kimono break the fourth wall? Or did I?] But nopony had one. But some grey pegasus mare had a great idea. “Why don’t you go to Griffondor?” the pony suggested. “Griffondor?” Kimono repeated. “Yeah! I haven’t been — no pony sends things there — but maybe they’ll have some!” “Thank you!” Kimono said as the pegasus flew erratically away. She went to walk away, and then said, “What’s a griffon?” ◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊ “So that’s what a griffon is,” remarked Kimono as the hot air balloon she rented touched down. “Never seen them before.” She climbed out of the basket (she didn’t feel like opening the basket door) and went to the first griffon she saw. “Where’s the nearest clothing store?” “I’m not telling you anything, loser.” The female griffon flew off. “Don’t mind her,” a voice said from behind Kimono. She turned to see a male griffon wearing a beret. “Gilda doesn’t like very many creatures.” He held out a claw. “My name is Samuel R. Ironclaw.” Kimono took his claw and shook it. “Sounds violent.” “I know, it’s dreadful, really. All griffons were violent early on.” Samuel fixed his beret. “So, I heard you are looking for a clothing store.” “Yes. I’m looking for a kimono.” “Well, you’ve certainly come to the right place.” “Yesss!” Kimono pumped her hoof in the air. “Finally, someplace that has them!” “Right this was.” The two started walking. “By the way, what is you’re name?” “Kimono.” Samuel stopped for a split-second, but then resumed walking. “Well Kimono, welcome to Griffondor.” “Here is the Griffon Style Company’s store.” Samuel stopped in front of a building that would rival one of a certain party pony’s cakes. It had all sorts of colors that twisted and swirled, and it had about a couple billion sprinkle-like things on it. “It’s very, uh, interesting.” Kimono looked the building up and down. “Reminds me of the party Pinkie Pie threw for me yesterday.” “It has all the latest styles from all over Equestria and beyond.” As with the Carousel Boutique, a bell went off when they walked inside. A griffon came over. “Hello, how may I help you today?” the griffon asked perkily. “Teenager?” Kimono whispered to Samuel. “Yep,” he whispered back. To the female griffon, she said, “I’m looking for a kimono.” “It just came in!” The griffon led Kimono over to a griffonequin. “Here it is.” Kimono stared at the garment in disbelief. It looked nothing like her kimonos! “Modified specifically for griffons,” the salesgrififn added. “I’ll… I’ll think about it.” Kimono tried to smile. “Thank you.” “You’re very welcome. Come again!” Griffon and pony exited the store. “I’m sorry you couldn’t find what you wanted,” Samuel said sympathetically. Kimono sighed. “It’s alright.” “Here, let me pay for your journey back.” “Oh, you don’t have to…” “I insist.” “Alright.” ◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊ Now back in Ponyville, Kimono moped around town. No kimono for Kimono. “Kimono!” The mare whipped her head around. She had heard her name, but barely. “Kimono!” It was closer this time, and Kimono saw the source running towards her. “Kimono! I’ve been looking all over Ponyville for you!” Rarity panted, but then stopped, laughing self-consciously. “A lady mustn’t pant.” “Okaay…” “So, the reason I was looking for you was because you can give me one of your kimonos, and I’ll try and replicate it.” “You will?!” Kimono bounced with joy. “Thank you thank you thank you!” “You’re very welcome.” “Is that what your cutie mark stands for?” “Hm?” Rarity glanced at her cutie mark. “No, my special talent is finding gems.” Kimono stared at Rarity for a second, then shook her head. “Well, follow me! I’ve got tons of kimonos…”
Epilogue: All's Well That Ends WellPonies were muttering. But in a good way. Everypony loved Kimono’s clothing. But nopony loved it more than Kimono. “I chose a color that would go beautifully with your purple hair. And what do you have in it?” “Tinsel.” “And it goes beautifully with that too,” Rarity told Kimono. So now Kimono was wearing a pink kimono with white flowers, trying to find Pinkie Pie. But, as always, Pinkie Pie found her first. “Hiya Kimono!” Pinkie popped out of a nearby bush. Kimono jumped. “Hu-hi Pinkie!” “Whachya wearin’?” The perky pony got out of the bush. “A kimono!” She pranced around. “Do you like it?” “Like it? I really, really, REALLY like it!” “So, Pinkie Pie, I want you to throw a party for me!” “Oo! A Kimono Found a Kimono party?” “Yeah!” “Alrighty!” Pinkie pulled out a list out of thin air. “Hm. It’ll have to be after my Welcome New Pony! party.” Kimono tried to look at Pinkie Pie’s list. “Who’s it for?” “Strawberry Swirl.” Kimono’s ears went up a bit. “Really? She moved here?!” “Yeah! Cool, huh?” “You bet! Let’s start planning!” “Way ahead of ya!” Pinkie Pie pulled a party cannon out of the bush, and aimed it at Kimono. And before the dark pink pony could tell her not to, Pinkie Pie shot the cannon at Kimono. “Yay!”
