WAY Out of place

I stood atop the display stage as Rarity circled me with the measuring tape. She finished and stepped down, browsing over the materials she had and settled first on an ashen silk. Her blue magical aura surrounded the fabric and it followed her back to me. It wrapped around my torso to the point where it was tight but was comfortable. She adjusted it and a pair of scissors floated over, removing what she deemed necessary in flawless movement. The fabric then wrapped along my forelegs, spanning from my chest to my fetlocks. She adjusted them as well and the scissors removed the fabric from it's roll. More of the fabric formed around my upper body, from my collar to behind my forelegs. She brought the fabric over to a small table with a sewing machine atop it. "She was definitely expecting this." I thought to myself curiously.

She delicately stitched each piece to each other and trimmed down what was just out of place. She finished it and brought it back over to me. "Would you mind?" she asked as it floated openly to me. I lifted My foreleg up and slipped my hoof in, through the sleeve and set it back down. The start of the blazer wrapped around and I slipped my other hoof into the remaining sleeve. She then began looking along it. She smiled and nodded, pleased with her own work. It slipped back off and She folded it with her magic, setting it aside. She levitated another role of fabric over to us. A charcoal colored silk.

Another hour went by and she'd done the same with at least four other colors. "Seriously. Has she just been trying to think of as many different designs and colors as possible for the last day?" I wondered to myself as she set aside the start of a mustard colored blazer among the others on a small table nearby.

"Well, I believe that should cover that for now." She said trotting past me.

I breathed a sigh of relief. My legs were killing me.

She came back with a small stack of miscellaneous clothing. "Now we can move on to casual wear!"

"Fuck." I thought bitterly as my brow furrowed.

"Now let's see." She trailed off as a fedora was set atop my head. With her magic she wrapped a scarf around my neck loosely. She looked me over from different angles. "It needs something." She said raising a white hoof to her chin. "But what?"

"Why don't you give me a pair of shades so I can look like what, where I'm from, is known as 'a hipster douche-bag'."

She hummed curiously and walked off for a minute, coming back with a pair of aviator sunglasses and setting them on my nose. "Ooh, that does look good." She exclaimed happily.

"I feel empty right now." I muttered.

The fedora and sunglasses floated off me and were set aside. The scarf levitated off of my neck but remained in air while a sweater vest moved down onto me. She pulled it down as my head squeezed through the collar. My forelegs slipped up through it as it settled down around me. The scarf retook it's place around my neck.

"Oh, now don't you look handsome." She said using her hoof to tilt my head. "Now if only I had remembered to trim this just a little." She said as it absentmindedly rubbed along my jaw at the short beard I'd let grow over the last few weeks. "Oh listen to me. I sound as if I was your mother."

"Like I would know." I sighed bitterly.

"Oh, right." She said smiling sheepishly.

I unwrapped the scarf from around my neck and folded it with my hooves, handing it back to her. I slipped off the sweater vest and set it down with the other clothes. "If you're done I'll get going." I said softly.

"Oh, um." She looked back at the waiting pile of clothing to try out. "Yes, I believe we're finished for today. I have to, err...finish the suits. Yes, that's it." She said trying her hardest to make a convincing smile.

I started for the door.

"Oh, wait a moment please." She said hurrying over to me with the scarf. "I still say this looks quite well on you." The scarf wrapped around my neck. "Tell Twilight I said hello, would you dear?"

"Sure. Thanks I guess." I said walking out the door.

Rarity watched as I walked off down the street. She smiled softly and sighed. "I never imagined Twilight actually having somepony like that in her life."

I walked down the street going in some random direction. I didn't really care where I was going, I was just trying to take in as much fresh air as I could. I was tired of the scent of glitter and silk. Shit, the way that sounded it was like I was leaving a strip club. I was just getting into one of those funks like usual. After what Rarity said I began to think. What would my mother think of me if she found out about this. Hell, she was probably worried sick that me and Kian were gone. Just plucked out of thin air.

How would I tell her that my girlfriend was a small candy colored horse? How would I tell her me and Kian were small candy colored horses? "Well Shit." I thought. "I probably won't, like I won't tell Twilight about the rest of my life. Or Kian about the kind of things I'd done growing up."

I began to feel like more of 'has been' the longer I thought about it. But I realized that's exactly what I wanted. I had killed people. I had done horrible things. I had enjoyed the violence. But I was done with that life. Twilight was in it now and I just needed to forget about everything else. It seemed that the more I drank to forget, the more it lingered. Just when it couldn't of been worse my personal revenant decided to make an appearance.

"Wassup faggot?" He asked as he flapped next to me.

"Just fuck off dude." I exhaled.

"Can't."

"Why?"

"Bored."

"Oh."

I started to think back and figure something out. Yesterday he said he was me. But that can't be right, I don't act like that. It finally did hit me. He was the old me. The me I didn't want to be. At least not anymore. He was the me from a bleaker part of my life. When things were gray and all I felt was pain and anger. Seemed a fitting enough name.

"So I guess that means your sticking around for a while then, right Bleak?"

"You know it jackass."