Cracked Horn and Ribbons: The story of Evening Dream

"No! Heaven forbid!" Rarity cried at my mane as she floated cans of hairspray,curling iron, and a hairbrush around Evening's head. She flattened her ears to dull the shriek from the unicorn.

"Your mane is impossible."

"My hair is used to being flat, Rarity." Evening quietly replied as the fashion pony tried to tame the writer's now afro like hair.

"You must simply take care of your hair more often. This dryness is just begging for split ends. No wonder it acted like this."

Evening Dream sighed as rarity looked through her seemingly endless bag of hair care products while her cat Opal snoozed on Evening's bed. Evening floated up a quill and scroll and continued to pen her latest short story.

"Ah Ha! found it. This olive oil spritz will tame that mane." She declared as she brought up a squirt bottle.

"Am I going to smell like a salad?" Evening asked.

"No but a small bath of this and your hair will be full of life. It helps me when I over do it with the hairdryer. I recommended this to Twilight before her coronation and you should've seen her hair, it was like star light. Is that your latest story?"

Evening keep her comment of "I doubt that." and merely answered,

"Yes. Sacred Melody is starting to get his memory back and the other guys are worried he'll quit the guard."

"Oh my, such drama." Rarity chimed as she spritzed and combed out the tangled mane.

"Is he going to hook up with Crystal Wand?"

Evening grinned.

"You want me to spoil it for you Rarity? For shame."

The unicorn giggled.

"Of course not but its been burning in my mind after your last story Heart's Warming Attack. Had me glued the page."

"Means I'm doing my craft right. Making these guys real to the rest of the world."

Rarity smiled as she started to rinse out the oil.

"We have a lot in common you and I. Now, lets see here."

She raised her scissors with her magic and starts to snip.

After three minutes she dropped the bottle of color and the comb and looked tiredly at her new creation. Evening opened one eye.

"Oh my Luna...what did you do to my hair?"

Her yellow locks were going down in soft waves, streaked with lilac and lavender. Her new bow gleaming on top of her head like a crown. Evening's jaw dropped to the floor.

"How did you manage all this?"

"My dear, I can do anything with a pair of scissors and some imagination." Rarity said coyly, giving her a wink in the mirror.

"I am a personal stylist to the princesses after all."

"I look like a completely different pony." Evening said in awe. She gingerly touched her mane with both hooves.

"I feel like I need to pinch myself to wake up from this dream."

"This isn't a dream darling....though I've been in the dream world before. Strange business, anyway this is real and you, Evening Dream, are one of my greatest masterpieces and you still have more to come."

"You really are the element of generosity aren't you?"

"That I am darling. That I am."