Rarity's Diary

My dearest diary;

I started the day off with general ambivalence this morning, when who should arrive but Sapphire Shores. My voice got close to breaking from my shock at seeing one of my idols. She told me that the popular Clothes Horse magazine raved about me. I don't normally overwhelm myself around famous celebrities. I prefer to hide this side of myself, but after Hoity Toity spread my word, I feel like I should show this different side of myself more.

Trying to hold in my elation, I shown Sapphire one of my mot prized possessions. I designed a mannequin using every jewel in my collection. It brings about a colorful and cheery side to anypony who wears it.

But as much as I respect and admire Sapphire Shores, my ambivalence I mentioned earlier boiled down to the fact that she was making me design five more dresses, each done in a different jewel. It was Hoity Toity's preference too.

In reaction, I fainted embarassingly, looking quite dumbfounded around my idol.

With no other option, I went to Twilight's library to ask for help from Spike. I'm fully aware of his addiction to gems. We share a fond love of them. Twilight let Spike take a break from his studies when he eagerly wanted to assist me. When asked what I was up to, I explained Twilight that I was searching outside of Ponyville to search for gems using one of the few spells I know how to do. Eager to learn new spells as always, Twilight wanted to learn how to perfect the spell. I briefly helped her and was on my way with Spike. I made it clear to him that I would give a few of the gems to him in return. He stared at me for an awfully long period of time which was starting to confuse me. In fact, the adorable little guy always does those odd stares at me.

When we were walking out of Twilight's library, there was an odd long period of time where Spike wasn't even talking to me. Not until we got outside of Ponyville, where he brought up Sapphire Shores. I gave him a small glare when he called her beautiful though. He seemed to console me, calling me "ten times as beautiful" as he put it. I don't know whether he means that or not.

What I did know that he meant was when he asked if I was jealous, to which I uttered that I'm not. Why should I be jealous that Spike, a cute little dragon with nice-looking scales and a great ability to brighten others attitudes, thinks of me as less beautiful than Sapphire Shores?

He also asked if I flipped out. I had no choice but to lie. Falling from the sky was embarassment enough for me.

When we searched for gems, Spike held in his urge to gobble those gems up, but held himself in thanks to moi. His resourcefulness is a skill of his that I commend substantially. He used his tail like a shovel, like a digger, and dug with his sharp claws like a dog.

In return, after patting him on the head in thanks of his patience, I rewarded him with an oval shaped sapphire. I was still in confusion over his long stare at me, but I patiently asked him if anything was wrong, but he replied that his reward was perfect.

My horn got another tingling sensation, sensing more gems undeground. I asked him what was taking him so long, giving him a hint to be even more kind to me, because I'll always love his affection.

After digging up more gems though, my horn lit up brighter than usual for a gem. And in a shocking revelation, a diamond dog popped out. I was never familar with this breed of dog. I was tense towards him, nervously chatting with him about gems.

Suddenly however, two more diamond dogs popped out, looking even more brutish and rotten than the first one. I screamed fearfully, but just then, Spike, despite his small height, shown his own in battle against these savage beasts. He ordered that I run back to Ponyville, but wanting to return the favor back to him for saving my life by waiting for him, I was suddenly captured by one of the ruffians, his sharp paws grabbing me. I was kidnapped by these strangers, and worst of all, I touched DIRT. Filthy and ugly dirt.

Underground with the dogs, I ran through their entire chamber, hoping to find some sort of escape route. That is until I was eventually cornered by them. I couldn't possibly imagine what they were planning to do to me, so I assumed the worst. Fortunately, their demands started pretty minor. All they asked of me was that I find gems for them. Even if these dirty dogs have fillynapped me, as long as I went through with their demands, I would be set free, correct? Incorrect...

The demand skyrocked immediately once I found the first batch of gems though. They asked that I dig... with my hooves... with no assistance. Oh, why oh why?!

I didn't know what to do in this unfortunate situation, leaving me with only one option left: lady-like charms. These dogs were foolish enough to believe that a fabulous pony like myself would fit the bill for a work horse. To add to that fact, the only way they would know that I can locate gems is by spying on me, and they would've clearly have seen that Spike was digging for me. I had to grate on their nerves even more than they were on mine. I shown everything I wasn't good for, and flailed my hoof at the ground nervously, to which the dogs "barked" at how I was doing things wrong. I got that cheap pun from those crass fellows.

When asked why I wasn't digging enough to fit their sky-high standards, I replied that this is my style of digging.

Impatient with this slow pace, the dogs ordered a few of their henchmen to dig for me. I smirked in reaction to their roughness, knowing full well that my ingenious plan was working to its full potential.

Digging holes wasn't the hardest part of my endurance though. Two of the leaders ordered that I haul a wagon. That was bad enough, but these dogs have never even been manicured. Those dirty, long nails were scratching up my coat, and I had no choice but to give them proper advice on how to keep themselves clean. Impatient with my valid advice, another mutt asked that I be quiet, but then I caught a whiff of his horrible, icky breath.

Reluctantly, I hauled the wagon and searched for gems that would never be put to good use. While showing off my skill, I complained even more openly at this grimy dogs, their smell reeking through the entire cave.

One dog asked that I be quiet, and I was getting rather tired of him referring to me as "pony." If I was to ever get captured by complete strangers, I would want to be referred to as "Miss" or "Rarity" or better yet "Miss Rarity." I mentioned all of my frustrations to these cretins, and then they demanded that I stopped "whining", which misuses the definition of the word, as I was not whining. I was complaining.

Complaining means to express your annoyance in an open way, whereas whining means to cry in a loud, high-pitched tone. And whining is exactly what I did in retaliation. If Twilight had been there, she would've "flipped out", as Spike called it.

The dogs acted over-dramatic like a bunch of drama queens, requesting that I stop my whining at once. And through my charm, I managed to get held on a pedestal, getting waved by fans, and drinking pure water, which is hardly my tastes, as I much prefer sparkling water.

Out of the blue though, the dogs spilled my drink and tightened my harness. Thinking fast, I whined as loud and high-pitched as I could. Unfortunately, one of the dogs who took captive of me said that I can make the awful noises as much as I want, and I still had to give in to their every whim. And then he smacked me and called me a mule...

I had no other option. Whining wasn't going to work, so crying was the next option. I have no disrespect towards mules. I just had to think of something. I cried so loud that I was expecting some kind of echo. I cried for a long period of time, and since these dogs were so over-dramatic, I was assuming they would start wailing in fake tears just like I was.

Better yet though, I finally met up with all my friends, who were coming to rescue me. Spike embraced me with a lovable hug and I greeted the rest of them. We hurried to collect all the gems I needed for Sapphire Shores, and I let Spike have a few, until he started hoarding a few of them at once. I teased him about his dragon addiction problems. I always love teasing little Spike. He was surprisingly noble and decent at holding his own in battle. If supporters of Nightmare Moon ever rise to take over Equestria, Spike will most certainly be my right hand assistant. It was also fun to tease those half-witted dogs. I don't know if I'm ready for more fashion designers to enter Carousel Boutique. I could barely contain myself around Sapphire Shores, but I need my business to grow. If another designer does come along to ask me to expand my business and they're a mare, they should most certainly never get Spike on their good side. When is the gala coming. I feel like I'm romanticizing a tad too much at this point.

~Rarity