Author's Note

Rarity's POV

An Episode with Rarity: 2

”Enter, Ms. Pie!” I exclaimed, as I hear Pinkie Pie behind the door, to my temporary makeup studio.

The door goes up, and in spills a tornado of pink exuberance, of unpresidented proportions; with her, she is ushering the shy little girl, known as Ms. Blue, currently wearing nothing but the blue suit that is covering her entire body.

“Welcome, Ms. Blue!” I address the newly arrived girl into my room.

“Hiya; Ms. Rarity!” she responded, right on cue.

At this point, Pinkie Pie vanishes without a sound and no trace to her ever being here; while I know she is to be back with a new girl as soon as she had been prepared for me.

“You are ready for your treat?” I inquire; more for form’s sake, in order to have her looking forwards to what I had been preparing for her.

“Yes, Ms. Rarity. I am excited and look forwards to the promised treat!” I responded.

“Good. Place your hands on the desk, palms down, please; with your fingers spread wide!” I instructed her politely.

“Like this?” she eagerly inquired, as she placed her hands as she had been instructed; as best she could.

“Perfect, Ms. Blue; that is exactly what I mean!” I put forth, as I produced the vial of clear lacquer for the base coat.

“I may not be the expert in manicure, but that is your part. If you start with a base coat, you intend for this to last longer than just the event?” she inquired in giddy curiousness.

“Yes; thank you, Ms. Blue, that is my part. I need this to go off without a single hitch or snag, so I don’t take chances, when it comes to details!” I courtly responded, as I uncapped the vial, before I applied the clear coat from the center, base of the thumb nail; down to the tip of her finger short and fairly even and smooth thumb nail.

Then I continued; left and right, left and right, completing the nail, before I continued, nail by nail, repeating the process with the left hand. I take a moment, recapping the vial, before producing the next vial of blue coloured lacquer, and carefully uncapping it.

I had chosen a metallic electric blue to match the suit she had chosen to wear; it is the natural choice for Ms. Blue; which is whom I have before me, in the first place. Once I am certain the time for her nails to cure had transpired, I start over, repeating the process, lending her nails the look of baby blue Emeralds.

“Beautiful, just beautiful. It is stunning and breathtaking, if I can say so?” she proclaimed, as she sees the effect I am imparting her nails as I continue the process of her manicure.

“Thank you, my dear. That is perfectly you; Ms. Blue!” I responded, proudly.

As I had recapped the second vial of lacquer, I produced the clear top coat lacquer. This is a much thicker lacquer; that is giving a high gloss, glistering wet look affect, while also protecting the colour from wear and tear, just like the base coat is protecting the nail from the colour of the lacquer and providing a foundation on which to bind to the nail firmly. On that note, this also has a second purpose, in order to give her nails the final appearance desired for the specific event.

Once the coloured lacquer had cured, I applied the top coat, nail by nail, before I recapped the vial. Since the process is complete and finalized, I slip the vials out of sight, where I had them hidden under my desk. The blue is behind the Cyan and the Purple, just where it belongs in the rainbow palette. I value the order.

“If you lean forwards, and give me a regular smile, please; and I will perform your makeup!” I offered.

The girl lifts her right hand up, looking critically at her nails; smiling approvingly at the result with obvious joy. Then she placed her hands on the desk; before sliding them forwards and resting her elbows comfortably on the top of the desk before herself, presenting her face at a comfortable distance before me.

“Like this?” she inquired; the smile on her face widening and growing deeper, as I nodded ascent.

“Actually, Ms. Blue; that is perfect!” I responded, as I produced the clear gel foundation to start of on.

Now I pulled out the brush and started to apply the foundation onto her face. Starting from the centre, which incidentally is the tip of her nose. From there, I continue down the sides of her nose; right and left, upwards until I am between her large, deep blue eyes. Now I continue with her cheeks; right and left, right and left.

Encircling her eyes, and following up by drawing out from the eyes. From there; I continued by applying the gel from the hairline, and down into her face. Applying the gel outwards; on the cheeks, and out to the edge of her face from the top, and all the way down as I finished by covering her chin.

I start to draw the black eyeliner around her eyes, right and left; starting at the inner corner and drawing the sharp, yet soft pencil outwards to the outer corner; top and bottom. Picking the brush; applying the thick, glistering and black mascara to her eyelashes up and down. Curling up the lashes and slowly, carefully pulling out. Starting from the inner corner and slowly working my way out in three moves.

“If you close your eyes, before I can apply your eyeshadow please; Ms. Blue!” I instructed the girl.

I pick up a silver metallic rubber eye shadow, applying it from the inside and out, up and down, right and left.

“You can open your eyes now, Ms. Blue!” I informed her; as the shadow had cured, producing a mirror for her to see the result.

“Oh, oh. Beautiful!” she exclaimed; as she saw the result, as far as I had come.

“Red, or blue?” I inquired, giving her a choice.

“Lips are red. It is the natural order of things, why go up against it?” she responded, with a hint of shock; as to the fact that I had even asked her.

“Yes, they are, Ms. Blue. Yet, you are blue, so it felt like the right thing to ask before assuming. This is the lady-like way to perform, and I am the Lady!” I explained, picking up the clear lip balm, applying it to her lips as she smiles generously with slightly parted lips.

I had started with the upper lip; from the right to the left, slowly covering the upper lip, before continuing forwards with her lower lip.

Once the balm had been applied; I continue by applying the red as she had asked me to, only to apply the clear lip gloss on top and finishing the process, by sealing the result firmly and irrevocably in place.

She would assume it would wear off within a day or two, or that I was to wash it off after the event.

“I would like for you to apply this cream to your hands now, please!” I instructed her, in a gentle lady-like tone.

“Thank you, Ms. Rarity. Then, so I shall do; I want to look my best for the part!” she responded on cue; following her command, knowing her Lady gave her the best preparation for the part she was about to take.

I uncapped the tube of clear gel, and gave her the one squirt in her right hand; whereupon she started to carefully spread it out over her hands, as she eagerly rubbed them together. Seeing her spreading the glistering gel out over her entire hands, slowly working it in. Little by little, the gel was absorbed by the skin of her hands and cured as she continued. I eagerly encouraged her to keep it up, even after the process had been completed; just to see her enjoying the effect of the gel.

Naturally, I had recapped the first tube of gel as she was applying it onto the skin of her hands. Once the tube had been closed and put back into place; I produced the next tube and uncapped it before her eyes, as she curiously was looking; expecting the joy of the next step of the treat I am preparing for her.

“If you would please apply this to the palms of your hands, Ms. Blue!” I instructed her.

“Of course!” she merely responded; accepting the gel as I squirted it right out of the tube and onto the palm of her right hand, dead centre.

“Now, Ms. Blue; if you would kindly rub in the gel on the palms of your hands, before pressing your hands down onto the tabletop, firmly for but an instant, please!” I added.

“I shall!” she prompted eagerly; before she rubbed in the gel onto the palms of her hands, and promptly pressed them onto the top of the smooth surface of the table, and pulled them away before the effect took hold.

Pressing her hands down on the table caused the palms of her hands to flatten, while the gel turned a silicon white, thus creating a suction cup.

“If you present your hands to me, palms up, please? Then I can conclude my part of your preparations, Ms. Blue!” I explained.

“Oh, most certainly, Ms. Rarity!” she exclaimed, in excitement and breathless anticipation; as she placed her hands in my care.

I had produced the small bottle of a clear, bright cerise gel, uncapping it as she had been following my latest instruction. With her hands before me, I applied the intended gel to the tip of the thumb; from the last joint of the finger and all the way down to the blue nail. Obviously, I made absolute certain to coat the entire tip of the finger, before I repeated this process, finger by finger of her right and left hands respectively. Only to repeat the process once and twice over, building up the effects as the gel was absorbed and saturated the white skin of the tips of her fingers.

Once completed, and the gel cured; I had granted her what is to pass for the pads on the paws of any cat you may have as a pet. I recapped the little bottle and placed it, where I had found it.

Just as I had finished, I hear a knock on the door. From the nature of the knocks, there is but the one person it could possibly have been.

“Enter, please!” I merely exclaim.

“I take it, you are ready for the next step of your preparations, Ms. Blue!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed; as the door erupted into the room, quietly.

“Am I ready, Ms. Rarity?” she inquired, hopefully.

“Yes, Ms. Blue. Please follow your pink escort, as she takes you to Ms. Lotus, I believe!” I confirmed.

“Right this way, please. I will take you to Ms. Lotus right away, she is eagerly awaiting you, Ms. Blue!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed, excitedly with a giggle to her voice.

Ms. Blue closed the door quietly, as she followed Pinkie Pie out of my room. I knew she was going to enjoy where she was going. Lotus knows what she is doing, and she certainly is a qualified and excellent masseuse.

Pinkie Pie was sure to bring back the next girl, on the line to me in a few minutes. Leaving me with just enough time; to prepare and enjoy a cup of tea, while I wait.