Sequins

Party Pop rushed around her studio. rapidly picking up and placing things around the room. Her parents were coming to visit her for the first time in four years, and her design studio was a mess! Her storefront was, of course, perfectly organized and cleaned, because she maintained it to keep the customers happy, but they didn't usually see her design studio. As a result, she hadn't had any incentive to keep it clean yet, but now that she was going to have company, she was practically in a frenzy trying to keep it all organized. She was so worked up, she almost tripped over a fat orange tabby sitting in the middle of the floor. "Seriously, Bobby? I'm trying to work right now!" Party Pop groused as she levitated the cat to a windowsill. She would attend to him later, but right now, she had to finish cleaning her studio. She grabbed a broom and hurriedly swept up the floor, shoving the dirt into a corner and tossing it into the trash with her magic. "There, that's better." She sighed in relief.

The studio looked at least somewhat organized, and the floor was clear of clutter. The door of her studio suddenly opened, and a tall male alicorn walked in. He was the lightest tinge of gray, with a two-tone green mane and tail, his large wings tucked neatly beside his lean, smooth body. Pop smiled and hugged him. "Sweetie, you're back!" She exclaimed. This was, in fact, her coltfriend, Gold Soul, a member of the House of Lords in Canterlot. He was often away in Canterlot, sitting in parliament to aid the princesses in their decisions and laws. However, he always made time for his special girl. He smiled as he hugged her gently back, nuzzling her fluffy purple mane. He loved getting to see her, and wished he could do it more.

"Yes, and I missed you very much, my sweet little kitten." he replied. He and Pop had a special relationship. While most couples would enjoy moonlight cruises and restaurant dates, these two also enjoyed walks on leashes and playtime with balls of yarn and feathers. Party Pop wasn't just a marefriend, she was also his pet. Pop purred gently in her kittenish way and rubbed her head against his chest, causing the bell on her collar to jingle.

"I missed you too, Master." she said, sighing slightly in bliss, happy to be back with him. Then the door of the boutique opened with a jingle, and a very tall, white unicorn mare with a flowing pink mane walked in. Pop recognized her at once as her best friend, Fleur de Lis, a prominent fashion model in Equestria, who had even been kind enough to model for her school projects once in a while. "Fleur!" Pop said, hugging her friend, feeling a bit small, as she always did near her friend. "How nice of you to drop in!"

"It's always nice to see you too, Pop." Fleur said, smiling in her friend's arms. She always enjoyed getting to drop in on the snowy-white mare, for her love of fashion almost equaled her own. Even though they were on opposite ends of the spectrum of the fashion industry, their synergy was almost perfect. "I was just stopping by to see if you had anything new on your shelves today. Knowing you, you probably have something delightful in stock." Fleur commented, eager to see her friend's wares.

"Well, I don't have it out just yet, but since you're my friend, I'll let you have a sneak peek at my latest design." Party Pop said, smiling slyly and winking as she led the supermodel into her studio. On a mannequin in the back, a curious and beautifully made garment sat. It was attached by a belt around the waist, and covered the back in black silk, curving gently and edged in beautifully engraved leather, complete with just the right amount of embedded diamonds. Fleur gasped in delight

"Oh, it's simply magnifique! I've never seen anything like it!" she exclaimed, stroking it gently with her hoof as she admired it.

"Thanks, Fleur." Pop said, beaming. "It's my own unique design, there's nothing else in the world like it. I call it a saddle.". Fleur looked over to her dearest friend.

"Might you let me model this for you? I am certain this could be the next big thing in fashion!" She pleaded, eager to get to wear something so beautiful.

"I would love that!" Pop said, hugging Fleur happily. The two mares chatted eagerly as Gold Soul looked on. He looked down at the chubby orange tabby cat sitting next to him.

"I don't quite get it either, Bobby, but they seem happy."