The Blue Spark Diary

I proceed to find my way back to the library, but instead, I get side-tracked and head down...well, somewhere. I end up at some kind of designer clothes shop. I thought I might as well take a look around as being as I'm already here. I enter the shop, and the bell above the door jingles.

"I will be down in a second!" A voice from upstairs claims.

"Rarity? Is that you?"

"Ember?*crash*" something had fallen on her.

"Are you alright?", I ask.

"Ow...yes, yes I'm fine!". She walks down the stairs with a pack of ice on her head, held in place with her magic.

"So, welcome to my boutique, Ember! Is there anything I can interest you with?" Rarity excitingly states.

"Well, not particularly, but I'm happy just to browse. Fashion isn't really my strong suit, so to speak."

"Ok then."

Rarity starts to bring out new 'lines' of clothes she has been working on, none of which particularly takes my interest. Until she shows me her last array of clothing.

"And last, but not least...well...I guess not least, my Olde Canterlot line. These aren't my best offering of style in the boutique..."

"Are you kidding me?" I say. "To my eyes, these are beautiful!"

"Oh...bu...re...really?!?" Rarity struggles to come to terms with my sense of fashion.

"Of course! But it looks like they may need a bit of a touch-up...I could help you...if that's alright" I say.

"Well...its not going to harm anypony. So I don't see why not." Rarity announces.

"Brilliant! You can try the dresses on me, but may I suggest working on one before we try the entirety of them? Just in case all doesn't go to plan?".

"That would be a wise idea."

Rarity proceeds to take a dress from the rack and puts it onto me. It isn't in the best of ways, some of the ends are ripped and buttons were falling off just from putting it on.

"It's quite an old line, I will admit." Rarity states, embarrassed at the tattered remains of her clothes.

"Don't worry, I think this will look amazing.", I said, trying to offer condolence.

We proceed to fix and edit the old dress. I don't think rarity and me see eye-to-eye on style, because in her expressions, it looked like she was helping a lost cause, but in my eyes, a beautiful canvas was beginning to take shape. Eventually, even rarity was starting to see light at the end of the fabric embroiled tunnel.

"Voilà!" Rarity exclaimed.

I looked into the nearest of probably one hundred mirrors.

"See? I told you it would look amazing!"

"Well, it's definitely an improvement, but I can't help but feel like some quality touches are missing" Rarity wonders.

"How about some gems? You seemed to love using those on your other lines."

"Of corse!" She exclaimed, and puts her hoof over her face. "How could I have not thought of that?!"

She pulls out a box of gems from seemingly no where.

"I think you should only use red and golden gems on this. Keeps the theme of olde royalty." I suggest.

"You certainly have a taste in gemstones, Ember."

She adds the gems. After a few nit-picking at where they should go, we come to a finish.

"Now, this is something I can appreciate!" Rarity concludes.

"One more thing, do you have a top hat, or something?"

She searches through a few draws, and sure enough, finds one. She throws the hat over to me. I take a red gem from the box, and stick it on the front of the hat.

"Perfect."

"Now all I need is a new name for it" Rarity adds. "Olde Canterlot has lost it's ring..."

"How about SteamPunk? That has a decent ring to it!"

"It does!" Rarity stands up on her hind legs and pictures a catwalk with her line as the main event. "I can see it now...'Lady's and gentlecolts, please give a warm welcome to Ms Rarity's new line, Steam Punk!'! The crowd will be dying to see what my genius-I mean our genius-has got to offer!"

"Don't jump the gun just yet, Rarity. We need to fix up the rest before anything"

"Right, right. Have you got any more ideas on this style of line?"

"I guess you could say I have!"

I told her they should all be somewhat alike, but with colour differences and different minor additions. The original line contained five dresses. Three for mares, two for colts.

"The first four should have colours that revolve around bronze, red, and gold. One bronze and gold, two bronze and red, and this dress, gold and red. The two colt suits should be posh-looking, with hats like this, one with a monocle, while the other mares outfit should be wearing goggles atop its head."

"And the fifth outfit?" Rarity questioned.

"That one will be, how would you put it, the icing on the cake?"

"Correct."

"Good, I am thinking a more futuristic looking outfit, compared to the others. The colours should be blue, a series of grays, and chrome, or white, your choice. It should be more smooth-looking, and come with a similarly fashioned headpiece, and a small, light blue visor, covering some of the eyes. You think you could manage that?"

Rarity's jaw was wide.

"Well I...I guess...I could give it a try." she reacts.

"I know you can make it work"

After wishing her good luck, she thanks me for helping her 'restore her old taste in fashion' and I exit the shop.

I made my way to the library, as I had originally intended. I walk into the quite literal tree house, to find it empty of anypony. Where could they have got to? It was dark and the blinds and curtains were all shut.

"Hello...? Spike? Are you here?"

No response.

At this point, I noticed a present on a table in the middle of the room. Even though I assumed it would be Twilights for her welcome back celebration, out of curiosity, I check the name tag to see who it was for. It was mine. I pick the box up, put it on the floor and sit next to it. Should I open it? Somepony opens the front door. It's RainbowDash and Applejack.

"Sparks!" Exclaimed Rainbow. "I didn't know you were admitted from the hospital today!"

"Your not the only one." Added Applejack.

"Oh no! This was a surprise! I'm sorry, I was just curious!"

"It's ok, Spark, we should have picked a better place to hide it. Well as being as your already here, you can open it."

"Are...are you sure?"

"Yeah. Go ahead, I think your going to love it!" Rainbow said, excitedly.

I carefully untie the bow, and then lift off the top of the box. It was my wings. They had been mended! I took a quick breath.

"You girls...fixed my wings? I don't know...what to say."

My eyes were watering up. I couldn't believe they took up there time to fix my most dearest possession.

"Aww, it was nothing, Ember! After all, we could see they meant alot to you." Applejack says.

"Yeah! And they are, like totally awesome! How could I refuse to help fix them?" Rainbow states.

I stay silent, in awe of the two mares kindness. I get up off the floor and hug them both.

"It's alright, sugarcube. Let it out."

"*sniff*...I love you girls..."

I let go of them, smile, in appreciation, and walk back to my wings.

"You...*sniff*...even polished the key..."

"That was a touch of mine" said Rainbow. "y'know, the little things and that."

"It was a mighty hard job, with all the little wires an things, but we fixed it." Applejack mentioned.

"They...they haven't looked this good...since me and dad built them...thank you so much girls."

They both smiled, Applejack a bit more than Rainbow.

"Say, you haven't seen Spike around, have you?" Questioned Applejack.

"No, sorry, I can't say I have." I replied.

"Darn it! Where could that boy have got to?"

"I don't know, but something tells me we better go and look for him. Poor kid, Celestia knows what he is going through." Rainbow stated as a concerning fear took hold of her.