Of all the Rotten luck!

"Huh, so this is the Friendship beacon." The white unicorn with the diamond cutie mark noted. "I actually thought it would be much taller, dahling... though I do think that statue of Celestia looks rather tacky, darling."

The unicorn mare was staring up at the lighthouse before her, musing over it's architectural style and decor. She had come here, all the way from Ponyville, to see the landmark the city of Baltimare had blown ten years worth of it's municipal budget on... and so far, the mare was seriously unimpressed. Her friends had been urging her to come here and see the tallest structure in all of Equestria for fifteen years now, and the fashionista was seriously wondering what all the hubbub was all about.

"Well, since I'm here, I might as well pick Pinkie Pie up a souvenir." The whiter unicorn sighed. "This is where she got herself in trouble with that wild party, after all."

The fashionista trotted into the lighthouse, entering the gift shop on the lower level. The beacon had changed in the years since the CMC had been here; a new lighthouse keeper was in charge, and he had opened up a gift shop in the tower's base as a way of making some extra bits. As she looked around at the commemorative plates and t-shirts the gift store sold, the stallion behind the counter looked up from his magazine, and noticed her.

"Might want to try the postcards, everything else is overpriced." The green Pegasus behind the counter sighed. "I don't like charging so much for stuff, by my vendors gouge me on prices."

"Oh! then you must be the proprietor of this establishment!" The white unicorn turned to greet him. "I'm here looking for a souvenir for my friend, and I was hoping to find something a little more special than a postcard!"

"Yep, I'm  Lucky Dreams, I run the lighthouse and souvenir shop." The stallion sighed again, getting up from the cash register. "And if you're looking for something nicer, I guess you could get a commemorative mug, or-"

The instant Lucky stepped out from behind the counter, and immediately stumbled forward and collapsed. He knocked over an entire rack of t-shirts, which well over with a loud CRASH!

"Oh, my stars!" The fashionista cried out, galloping over to help the fallen stallion up. "Are you all right, darling?"

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry about it." The Pegasus grumbled, as the mare helped him back up onto his hooves. "This kinda thing happens to me all the time, it's the rotten luck I inherited from my dad."

"Oh, why that's just nonsense now, darling!" The white unicorn insisted. "Everypony knows there's just no such thing as bad luck!"

At that moment, Lucky bumped into the wall, causing several of the plates on one of the shelves to come smashing down upon his head.

CRASH-CRASH-CRASH-CRASH-CRASH-CRASH!

"Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow!" The Pegasus cried out, stumbling around in a daze from the impact. ""Ohhh, my aching head!"

"Okay, so maybe you do have a little streak of bad luck, here." The fashionista corrected herself, shaking her head at Lucky's misfortune. "But what could possibly have caused your string of misfortune, darling?"

"Oh, I inherited it from my father... he was a rodeo clown in Appleoosa, and had all of the worst and most rotten luck in all the world." Lucky looked at his cutie mark sadly, as if the horseshoe on his flank were some kind of curse. "I guess it's just destiny that I ended up smashing into every fence I came across, and fell into every hole I stumbled upon!"

"Oh dear, you poor thing!" The fashionista whinnied sadly. "I really wish there was something I could do for you!"

The white unicorn's heart went out to the poor stallion, whom she could see had gone through so much misery and hardship in his young life. It was then, that an idea suddenly began to form in the mare's head... and idea on how

"Lucky, darling... I was wondering if you might have tomorrow night free, hm?" The white unicorn asked, as she helped the stallion pick up and the scattered and broken merchandise. "Because I would simply love for you to join me for a very special event."

"Wait, what?" Lucky Dreams asked, not quite she he was hearing the mare right. "Are you saying you want the Stallion the Baltimare safety council named a walking disaster area to go to an event you're holding? Are you sure about that, miss?"

"Ohhh, trust me, darling! I know how to turn that horrible little luck of yours around!" The fashionista explained, an ever-widening grin spreading across her face. "See, some friends of mine and I are going to have a little dinner party aboard a yacht tomorrow afternoon in Horseshoe bay, and I'd be ever so grateful if you could join  us for the party." She smiled at the surprised stallion. "So, what do you say?"

"S-sure." He said blankly, simply staring into space. It wasn't that a beautiful mare had asked him top a social event that stunned Lucky, nor was it that her had been invited to a social gathering that stunned him. No, the stallion was simply amazed that someone had been so generous to him, even after seeing his bad luck. Thankful to have this opportunity, he turned to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, miss-"

But the mare was already gone.

Turning towards the stairs that led back to his private quarters in the lighthouse,  Lucky Dreams thought about what he had to wear to such a formal event. A small smile forming on his usually-frowning face, Lucky the Pegasus hoped beyond hope that his luck was really about to change...