Liarjack goes to the dentist

Liarjack goes to the dentist By Pegasister

Liarjack sat in the small room, snuggling her haunches deep into the cottony couch she was planted onto. A sterile smell of toothpaste and disinfectants filled her nostrils, as the chilly air blasted her face in short bursts. Varieties of posters hung on the wall, ranging from cheesy slogans, like ‘Brush Everyday!’ to a whole diagram of a ponies jaw line, complete with shimmery, pearly teeth resting on top of shiny pink gums. Small teeth models adorned the glossy table placed in front of her, as the soft, stringy carpet tickled the sensitive bottoms of her hooves.

Ah didnt’ realize mah teeth were THAT bad, Liarjack thought, Not that they ever were. Cooking up hundreds of lies she could potentially use, she ran a slimy tongue over her dirtied teeth. She didn’t exactly brush every day, unlike other ponies, and was, finally, forced into a treatment by Rarity, who had noticed the yellowing plaque growing on the fronts of her teeth. As Liarjack’s thoughts trailed off, the bony white door flung open, and a female unicorn slowly trotted out. She had a minty coat, which slowly faded into white at her hooves. Her tooth paste colored hair was wisped into a loose bun on top of her head, sporting two pencils expertly jabbed into the base. Her cuite mark was a wide, toothy grin, similar to her own.

“Ms. Applejack?” The dentist called uselessly, for Liarjack was the only pony in the compact room.
Liarjack’s pupils dilated, but her irises remained the same size.

“No Applejack here.” She fibbed, but the nurse gave her a reassuring grin.

“Don’t fret; everypony gets nervous during their first treatment.” She told Liarjack, as she observed her dilating pupils, “Err… you might want to see an eye doctor after your appointment….”

“Ah don’t need no eye doctor, and ahm’ NOT nervous!” Liarjack stated, her eyes performing their signature shifty darting.

“Well…. My name is Pearly and I will be your dentist today.” She grinned, noting Liarjack’s annoyed eye roll. Great, we’ll have to do this the hard way, she sighed, motioning to the bleached doors with a hoof.

Liarjack cautiously got up, and she shiftily approached the starchy doors. After being ushered down a long hall, and finally, to a stout maple door, Liarjack found her seated in the plastic dentists chair. Pearly gently levitated a small surgical mask to her snout, as well as a pair of professional looking glasses.

“Let me just get a look at your teeth…. Open wide please.” Pearly said, her voice muffled slightly by the mask.

Liarjack cautiously opened her mouth, as Pearly began a full look over in her mouth. Her eyes grew substantially wide, as she asked the question that Liarjack feared.

“Do you brush your teeth?”

“Yes ah most certainly do!” Liarjack spat, narrowing her eyes.

“Your teeth are dangerously worn down to the enamel. Do you eat foods that are high in acidity, like sugary foods.” Her eyes stared daggers into Liarjack’s, causing her to flinch.

“Ah don’t know what your talkin ‘bout.” Liarjack lied, her eyes, yet again performing their ritual darting motions.

“You’re lying.” Pearly flatly told her, “I can see it in your eyes.”
Liarjack gulped, as cold sweat poured down her face.

“Now let’s get started.” Pearly confidently stated, levitating two tools towards Liarjack’s clamped mouth. She gulped again, realizing resistance was futile, and was forced to prop her jaw wide open. Pearly, then began the grueling task of scraping her patients teeth of their disgusting covers.