WAY Out of place

I sat down on the other side of the door, leaning against it. "Well shit."

Twilight was lying down next to me, her face covered by her hooves. Out of what was visible it was a deep hue of red. "Oh no." She groaned. "No, no, no."

I sighed and patted my hoof on her back.

"That...I...ohhh. This is just...just-just-"

"Awful?" I finished.

She nodded under her hooves.

"Not exactly the roughest morning I've had, but this is definitely up there."

"Just what was worse?"

"The first day I met you."

She lifted her head from under her hooves and looked up to me with an upset expression.

"You remember what it was like when we first met each other and how things went. I'd say that was a rougher day than that."

"Well, maybe." She said thinking, the red leaving her face.

"We hated each other. Yes, that was much worse." I said sliding down onto the tile floor beside her. "I would rather have my brother see something embarrassing of us than share mutual dislike of you. It may not sound that good but, eh."

"I guess so." She sighed.

"It could be worse." I said trying to cheer her up.

"Hmm."

"He could of walked in on us in the middle of it." I said smirking.

Her eyes shrunk at the thought, her face regained it's red blush and she recoiled a bit.

"Now tell me that him seeing what he did would be worse than that."

She only looked up to me.

"Okay you don't have to. But still, there's plenty of ways it could be worse."

"Let's please drop this." She squeaked.

"Agreed." I said standing back up. I laughed as a thought crossed my mind.

"What?" She asked.

"I was just thinking. The way everything's been going, it's like we've always been here."

"Maybe something like this was supposed to happen." She pondered.

"Don't get all philosophical, Twi. I get it that your the smart one and all that but I seriously don't need you getting all 'this was meant to be' with me. I don't need that shit. Now get your hot purple ass in that shower asap." I said sternly pointing at it.

"No need to be a philistine." She sighed playfully.

"Oi!"

After a nice shower and a little more talking I stood next to the tub using my hooves to dry my mane roughly while Twilight was in front of the mirror levitating a brush and running it through her own wet mane. I pulled the towel off of my ruffled mane and shook off the fog through my head. I looked down to it hanging from my foreleg and focused. It became surrounded by a blue aura and began to levitating. "Guess I'm getting the hang of this."

"Looks that way." She smiled softly.

"I'm gonna go take Rarity up that offer. Time to become a living mannequin."

"I think you'd look good in a suit." She said trying to be optimistic.

"And maybe she'll let me keep one." I joked.

She rolled her eyes and set the brush down.

"Well, I guess I should get going." I said pushing open the bathroom door.

"But, we just showered and um, we haven't had breakfast." Twi stated awkwardly.

"I'm good." I said hurrying toward the door. "Hay and oats for breakfast. Fuck that. I almost miss having to kill a morning meal."

"Alright." She sighed toweling off. She stepped out and walked through the library into the kitchen to see Spike sitting with a bowl of gems. "Morning Spike. Where's Kian."

He shrugged without looking at her.

"Alright, so which way is it?" I wondered to myself. "This way?" I went down a road that seemed familiar and somewhat hoped I was right. I walked through town, taking quick glances left and right to make sure I remembered this. A good ten minutes went by and I was outside Sugar Cube Corner. "Alright so from here we went..." I looked around trying to find the path Twilight led us. "There." I walked on in the direction I at least thought was right. I really needed to get a map or something.

I wandered around for another good ten minutes before I did actually find it. I sighed and pushed through the door to see Rarity along with a small white Unicorn filly with a pink and purple mane who was wearing a rather ridiculous looking dress with what looked like peacock feather plumage. The little filly sat on a stool with an embarrassed look on her face, a pencil and notepad clutched between her hooves. Rarity looked her over with a pleased look on her face. I began to have the a sinking feeling about this.

She noticed me over her smaller sister. "Oh, Sweetiebelle, you can run along now if you've gotten enough."

With a dashing puff of dust and the clothing gently floating down, the little filly was gone. A blue aura surrounded the clothes and they levitated back to a mannequin atop the center stand.

"Thank you for considering my offer." Rarity said as she put aside the mannequin. "I was hoping I could expand some of my business by including tuxedos in my line. I could easily work off a mannequin for such, but I would much rather work with something more organic. Besides, I don't think I could find one of your stature. The only other stallion I could imagine filling the same role would be Big Macintosh, but alas, he's much to busy. But you'll do nicely."

"Thanks." I said dryly.

"Would you mind taking your place atop the stage. I'll need you to hold still while I take measurement and gather materials." She said trotting off happily.

I walked over to the stage and lifted my front hooves up onto it, hoisting my self up with a grunt. I stood up atop it and looked around at some of the clothing on display. Among them I spotted a sleek black silken dress, similar to the one Twilight had on in that one one dream where I... My eyes began to shrink as I remembered the painful dream. I pushed it out of thought and tried to keep a straight face.

She came back down with a long measuring tape held in her blue magic. "Since this will be a bit of an experimentation and I haven't quite done this with somepony much like you before it may take a little longer to do."

"Well I really wish you'd hurry up." I sighed.

"You can't rush perfection she said in a sing song voice as the measuring tape wrapped loosely around my neck. It tightened around and she noted every number while humming a soft tune. The grip loosened and it moved down my neck, though she absent mindedly ignored the tape and began staring inventively at my mane. "Did you happen to bathe this morning?" She asked.

"Um, yeah."

"Hmmm." One of her hooves floated up and ran through my somewhat feathered mane. "Curious. Your mane is light and airy along the outside, yet deep down it's quite thick and heavy. And this, did you simply dry it?"

"Mmhmm." I nodded.

"I-DEE-UH!" She sung out as she trotted off. "Follow me."

I sighed and hopped down following her. She lead me to an area that faintly reminded me of barber shop the few times I ever went to one. Who needs to do that when I could just take a knife to it? She sat me down and pulled up a stool, stepping up to it and standing on her hind legs over me. "Luckily your mane is still just damp enough work with." She smiled as a pair of scissors and a comb levitated over to us. She ran the comb through the sides pushing them back and down toward the back of my head. The scissors trimmed down some of the excess, a few stray lochs falling down around me.

The comb then began working its way from the front to the back against the growth of the hairs. She sleeked the most of it back while thinning it out, leaving it thicker in the front. A hair dryer floated over into my face and blasted me with a lengthy burst of hot air. A small plumage of feathering in the front as the outcome.

I looked it over in the large mirror. "Not bad. A little more 'executive' than how I like it, but it's fine."

"I personally think it will suit some of the designs I would like to try quite well. Shall we proceed back to our previous engagement?"

"Sure, it's the whole reason I'm here but a hair cut thrown in too and whoop-de-fuckin'-doo I'm lookin' snazy. Maybe I'll try to see if Twi wants to go out tonight."