Rarity paced in front of the door before her. Behind it was some of the most fashion forward ponies in Canterlot, and they’d invited her to discuss each others fall line ups. The opportunity was just too good to pass up, but something about this meeting was nagging on her. Like the very fate of fashion would be taken in for a fitting from this meeting. Alas worry as she might you can only be so late before it becomes untoward. With a heavy heart, and an overly dramatic sigh she pushed the door open.
Before her was a table covered in design documents and newly created fabrics, as well as some of the most recognizable names in fashion. Hoity Toity sat talking things over with Photo Finish as Fleur and Fancy Pants appeared to be having another lovers quarrel. Spying an empty seat across from Sapphire shores Rarity joined the activities. Exchanging small talk and discussing uses for some of the new fabrics on display.
Then the meeting got into full swing ponies held presentations on why rolled sleeves would be the next big thing. There was a forty minute debate on whether deep or V necks should be used for undershirts. Basically it was the most thrilling and engaging moment in Rarity’s life. Well it would be if it wasn’t for the pony sitting in seat 12B. The outfit they were wearing was great with just the right formal undertones to let it get away with how casual it was. It just had one flaw, one tiny little flaw that completely wasn’t a big deal. That Rarity was just going ignore and have a good time.
Time went on and Fleur began a symposium on the merits of cross-stitching versus blanket-stitching in certain dress designs. Rarity was sure this knowledge would forever shape the way she looked at a sewing machine. Try as she might though 12B sat there adjusting her mane and taking notes. Almost purposely calling attention to the defect in her outfit. Clearly she was either blissfully showing off her new outfit, or she was trying to see who here she could trust. Either way deciding enough was enough Rarity had to bring this to an end. “Excuse me I need to do a little freshening up” She announced to no one in particular and made her way to the powder room.
‘Ok Rarity you're a little out of date with your Canterlot fashion speak but it can’t have shifted around all that much could it?’ looking to the mirror Rarity carefully removed one eyelash from each eye. She then added a little toner just under her jaw, and finally she tightened the curl in her mane just slightly. “There, everything should fix itself and I can get back to enjoying the festivities.”
Quietly she rejoined the meeting and shoot a glance towards 12B who wide eyed nodded back at her. Contented Rarity re-engrossed herself in Fleur's presentation. This peace lasted about ten minutes when the scariest words Rarity could imagine were spoken. “I forgot something in my room be right back” Shocked and uncertain how to react Rarity followed 12B out.
They walked in silence the issue at hand building tension in the air till you could make a nice sporty number out of it. When they were out of earshot of the meeting 12B turned around and quickly pulled Rarity into a hug. “Oh my gosh I can’t believe you're having a foal. I told the others you and Fluttershy had to be a number” she pulled away and wiped a tear from her eye “Oh we’ve got so much planning to do. You’ll need a foal shower, and you and the pegasus are going to have to tie the knot.” She paused and saw the horrified look on Rarity’s face. “Or judging by the look on your face I think one of us severely misinterpreted the other.”
“Yes quite darling, I am most certainly not with foal, and for that matter neither I am I with Fluttershy.” rarity paused “She justs models for me from time to time.” Using this chance to get a good look at the outfit up close Rarity was forced to conclude she was indeed right about the poor thing. “I know my Canterlot Fashion Language is a little out of date but I fail to see how you got I’m having a kid out of your button clashes with your top.”
“Wait you were using CFL? I thought the invites said to use MFL since we had some newcomers from there?”
“What don’t be ridiculous. I think I’d remember reading something like that darling”
“You didn’t read the invite did you”
“I can neither confirm nor deny this information. Either way the issue at hand is your buttons dear.”
“Huh what’s wrong with them Cornflower Blue is a lovely color”
Rarity scoffed. “Oh it is honey, just not with Viridian Honey”
12B took an almost aggressive stance “Puh-leasse Viridian Honey goes with everything. Just look how shiny it is.”
Rarity took a step forward almost locking muzzles with the mare. “That’s because of all the glitter. Glitter doesn’t go with flat colors like that.” She paused. “Look could you just change the buttons so I can focus on the rest of today's activities. We can argue the merits of color choice later.”
12B looked over to the clock on the wall. then a smug smile crossed her face. “Fine if it’ll make you happy I’ll change them out for now.”
the two mares quickly decide that out of the buttons they had at hoof a pair of Wild Thyme Green ones would best suit the outfit. “There darling it simply looks marvelous now.” Letting out a few grumbles 12B led Rarity back towards the meeting. each one trying hard not to annoy the other further.
12B Opened the door for Rarity letting her walk in first. The room was pitch black, either they’d gone to lunch early or ... Rarity didn’t get to finish that thought as the curtains were suddenly pulled open and the candles on a cake came a lit. “Congratulations” shouted everypony in attendance. Behind them hang a banner which read “Good luck with the Foal!”
