What If.....

Twilight nodded to her husband, Fancy Pants, who flicked the switch to start her latest and greatest fashion show. As the lights turned on, green and pink flooded around Fluttershy, illuminating the dress she wore. Her hair spiked and pulled back, a black streak traveling through it, black shorts covering her hooves, everything led eyes to her amazing number, a green dress with a daring cut-off skirt paired with a spiky dog-collar-like necklace.

After the show, high-society ponies flooded around Twilight, congratulating her on her work and placing orders. "Of course, and since you all came to my shoe, your dresses will be 50% off!" called the unicorn. Cheers rose from the crowd.

Back at her lavish home, Twilight sighed happily and sat gently on her leather couch. Her daughter, Cherish High-Line, ran up to her, giving Twi a big hug. Fancy Pants approached his wife, handing her a letter. "It's for you," he said.

Twilight opened the letter and gasped in surprise.

Dear Reader,

You are cordially invited to the coronation of Princess Rarity, former student of Princess Celestial. The ceremony will be held next week on the fifth day. We hope you will make it.

"And this one," Fancy added.

Twilight fainted after reading the second one.

Miss Twilight Sparkle,

I ask that you will design and make the dress for Princess Rarity by the day before her coronation.

Princess Celestia