A Rare Gem

Chapter 5 – Enter Rarity

As you continued your tour of the city with your older sister, you couldn’t help but notice that Twilight’s mood was soured after her unfortunate accident with Rainbow Dash. Even though she tried to keep a smile and would still show you around, you knew deep down she was upset. Granted Twilight was never a fashion obsessed person, barely setting foot in a mall unless absolutely necessary and preferring something more comfortable rather than pretty. In her mind, beauty wasn’t a top priority compared to her knowledge or the character of a person. It was no wonder that in school when you were little how you heard that she wasn’t very popular in a place where looks were the thing that made or broke someone’s popularity.

Still you noticed that even with this fact, Twilight did feel self-conscious. Having the front of her covered in water and mud and her hair messed up, you couldn’t help but see that she wasn’t doing well. She would try to cover up her flaws while hiding amongst the crowd. There were even places that she wanted to show you, like the magic shop, that she avoided for no other reason than her look. Even behind her smile, which knowing her for all those years you could tell was fake, you knew that deep down she felt bad and yet refused to let her feelings get in the way of your fun.

You were about to stop the fun and call it a day for the sake of your sister, maybe making an excuse that you were tired or feeling sick to redirect it to you, when suddenly you saw… her again. Like a stream being parted by a rock, it seemed the crowd of people literally parted to allow her to pass. She gracefully made her way, every step to you being as agile as if she was walking on air. Every move of her body and every smile on her face felt like you were seeing a living breathing goddess. The more you watched her like an actress on stage, the more you felt enchanted, wanting to know more about this beautiful and mysterious creature.

She turns toward your direction, your eyes and hers locking for a moment frozen in time. And for that eternal moment it was as if the two of you were staring past your appearance and delving deep into each other’s souls, reading the other’s hopes, fears, and desires. But then a change happened as you saw her look differently, not at you as you imagined she did but near you.  It was then her pleasant face contorted into something of utter fear, like this girl just saw the worst possible thing.

Before you could turn around to see what the matter was, the purple haired girl suddenly ran towards you with a surprising burst of speed especially considering that she was wearing high heels, something that your sister refused to wear due to possibly falling on her face or worse twisting an ankle. For a moment you thought that she was running towards you, but she literally passed by you and straight to Twilight.

“Oh my darling,” the girl said in a faux British accent that while a concerned tone was the most beautiful sound you ever heard, “What happened to you? Your clothes are all muddy. And what happened to your coiffeur?”

“Oh you mean my hair?” Twilight said at the sudden appearance of the girl, surprised at the outpouring of concern and a little embarrassed.

“Well you see she fell,” you said trying to take the pressure off of your clearly stunned sister while trying to introduce yourself to the charming lady.

“She fell?” the purple haired girl said before her face changed to a scowl as she approached you like a mother lion protecting a cub, “Sir, I will not stand for you pushing a lady. If you so as lay a hand upon her you ruffian I will report you directly to the authorities!”

“Wait,” Twilight said getting between you and the lady who appeared about to tackle you, “He didn’t tackle me Rarity.”

Rarity. The name was beautiful, one that equally matched the lady’s beauty. You were surprised that Twilight knew such a classy lady not because you thought your sister was not classy but because of the sheer coincidence of meeting all these seemingly random people and learning that she knew them. But this was not something you dwelt upon too much as you gazed upon Rarity while hoping that she didn’t attack you.

“He didn’t?” Rarity answered.

“No. This is my brother Spike. Spike this is Rarity.”

“Um… hi?” you said weakly. Great, you did the worst introduction possible. What a way to make a first impression! Now she probably thinks you’re some shy thing that barely leaves his house.

“Oh pleased to meet you Spike. I am terribly sorry that I accused you the way I did. It must have made me seem very uncouth spreading slander.”

“Oh no worries,” you said again struggling to get out something over a few words to the gorgeous lady before you.

“But then did you fall on accident Twilight?” Rarity said still analyzing the extent to how bad your sister looked, “Those high curbs can be quite a challenge to navigate, especially if one is in high heels. I would hope no one caused you to fall.”

“Well, actually I was walking down the street when Rainbow Dash came flying down the sidewalk on her bike. Spike pushed me out of the way so I didn’t get hit but I fell into a puddle.”

“Oh that Rainbow Dash. As much as I love what she does with her hair I abhor the way she goes flying around town without a shred of thought in her head. But I must admire your heroic act Spike. Although the results were not to Twilight’s liking, you acted like a knight in shining armor.”

“It was nothing,” you replied sheepishly, wondering why it was so hard to take a compliment.

“Anyway, I do think you should come with me Twilight,” Rarity said, “A chance to get cleaned up and a new set of clothes will lift your spirits and maybe even turn a few heads.”

You looked towards Twilight, hoping your sister agreed to the plan if nothing more than to allow you to spend more time with Rarity.

“That’s ok,” Twilight said as your thoughts deflated like a balloon, “We’re almost home and I look fine enough to get there.”

“Nonsense, I insist that you come with me Twilight, and of course you can come too Spike.”

Before your sister could protest, Rarity grabbed her by the hand and whisked her off through the crowd like someone pulling their child from a toy department.

“Hey, wait for me,” you shouted while running to where Twilight and Rarity disappeared, hoping that you didn’t lose them or worse get lost in the city.