The Predator

by Hillbe

Rating: everyone
Tags: Rarity, Random, Slice of Life, Twilight Sparkle, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other
Length: 1092

Rarity meets a predator

Rarity meets a predator and buffs her hooves to a lustrous shine.

Published 2018-01-07 02:00:06 UTC
Last updated 2018-01-07 02:00:06 UTC

The Predator

The Predator

Midweek in her boutique she was in the zone as she was sliding and gliding the light afternoon rose silken taffeta fabric through her machine. Stich by stich the rainbow colored trim on the light afternoon rose silken taffeta gown was attached just like Applejacks wedding dress months before. Rarity was busy with her usual business day crush, a half off sale to clear the racks to make room for more of her fabulous creations and add a little more black to her bottom line.
With the passing of years old friends were met with new challenges of a less threatening source. Pinkie was first to tie the knot after myself, imagine that! Pinkie with her usual unusual behavior, it was truly surprising that when she wed she invited the entire town of Ponyville and then some. The groom was a mystery to everyone involved as her dating shenanigans was as varied as the moons of the year, Stallions and older colts of all types. We thought of her as a wild flower and others outright called her a trollop or tramp. But she had the last laugh. Imagine the looks on the guests faces when Celestia was the groom standing by her, Then Princess Luna and in a flash of green Queen Chrysalis. Her beloved was a changeling called Doomie, A nice friendship lesson for all of us. Those in thatched cottages shouldn't play with fire, There was more then one gossiper who was burned that day. We were laughing so, I nearly went into early labor with her antics. Oh dear she was worse then Discord when he took Fluttershys hoof, For being the Lord of Chaos he was such a shy and backwards . . .ah? . . .whatever? An absolutely precious gathering if it wasn't for Big Mac and Spikey backing him up who knows what he would of done.

The bell above the shops door rang out welcoming my next happy customer "Welcome to my humble boutique how may I serve you?"
The gruff unicorn stallion who dressed to the Tees just muttered "Gala" as he looked around at the dresses and perused in a pessimistic funk.
"Well Sir I assure you I'm an expert of all things Gala in fine clothing and accessories".
"Accessories you say?" his eye brows worked overtime as they fluttered ending in a wink.
"Sir we have little foals present if you please" A little unicorn foal sat her fur as white as her mothers coloring her masterpiece of her mother and father. The Canterlot stallion paid her no mind and easily overlooked her two older brothers in amongst the racks of fine fashions, His advances becoming more bold and vocal.

"Sir I am a happily married lady with wonderful foals and you will treat me with the upmost professional courtesy or exit my establishment!"
"He'll never know. You can take a break from this dull routine, you know I've been romantically tangled with those Elements of Harmony, you can play ball with me and learn what it's like to live it bigly or sit here working like a diamond dog ..."
"Sir I have no time for this foolery please leave now" the buffoon didn't budge.
"We're all alone here and I'm not leaving till I get some. The sooner you play the sooner I go".
"Oh you make yourself out to be such a predator, well?" I flutter my eyes and put on my best pout "Are you really in the mood to play predator?" His eyes lit up like those spoiled colts, so pitiful and misguided often biting off more then they can chew.

The cloud of dust swirled in front of the boutique its path blocked by a blur of white and multicolored fur with flashes of yellow magic and green flame randomly happening as the predator made minced meat out of its victim. An indiscretion turned crime being brought to swift justice, and his claim to the Elements just like his standing in the food chain was found wanting. A royal guard stood by waiting for the flames and fury to be calmed to a mild tempest as Rarity calmly buffed her hooves to a lustering shine cool as a cucumber sandwich indifferent to the screaming from the soon to be meat pie "GET IT OFF PLEASE! I'll change my ways! PLEASE, I BEG OF YOU GET THIS BEAST OFF OF ME!"

Twilight Sparkle the Princess of Friendship approached the wreck of a pony half bald and toasty. The Canterlot goon was slumped like a lump of Play-Doh in front of the guard blubbering like a finished school yard bully watching the dust cloud surrounding him like Judge Dooms ring of dread. "Darlings are you done playing?" Such rough housing isn't meant for my Unique Sapphire today, she has the wish to present her father with an unblemished art piece. Her twin brothers are no match for her magic and fire breath.
The two wailed out "Aw Ma we were just getting started" the dust settling to disclose two dracony colts no worse for the abuse.

"Whoa I think I don't want to know what went on here" Twilight muttered as she looked down on the carnage.

"Just a little dracony play my dear nothing serious".
Oh dearest Twilight even my little sister has more dating experience then you unless her dates involved being bound in leather, cataloged in the Dewey Decimal System and punished with late fees. I doubt she'll never find a better match unless it's a librarian,
I wonder if Star Swirl is too much of a May to December romance? Oh Twilight you make some things so difficult!

" Ruby, Red? come along now you can rough house with you father after our jaunt to the park! Sapphire I think daddy would be proud of you artistic talent".

"What are you going to do with him?" Twilight quizzed with the look of somepony inspecting yesterdays garbage.
"No need to be concerned with it my dear, a local issue that a few foals couldn't take care of. Isn't that right Sir?, Sir I didn't get your name darling".
"Sargent Buttercup Lady Rarity".
"Oh yes Sargent Buttercup after you finish here would you mind attending our gathering in the park , I'm sure the Princess can use a little more security, you know what I mean". Well it doesn't hurt to intercede in her lack of romantic incentives, Sargent Buttercup? I can see Twilight already on her first date...

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