Chapter V: The Death of Sparity

Ah, the Warmth of a hot shower. Such things were very underappreciated in Rarity's view and especially the Mud ponies of Ponyville. She understood that they had no way to fly and avoid the dirt on the ground, nor did they have magic spells to help them pick up a loofah and bathe. She Wasn't a racist keep in mind, she just happened to be the only one in town who noticed the stench that appears when an Earth Pony is nearby.

As she pondered these thoughts to herself, she let the soapy, hot water fall from the nozzle above her head and onto her white fur and purple mane. She combed the soap out with a shower brush and turned the nozzle to the OFF setting. Soon she was just a very wet, very clean, unicorn; She put the nearby purple towel hanging near the shower door around her hair in a beehive fashion in order to dry off her gloriously soaked mane. She levitated the Phone on the dresser to her view and saw that she had a few notifications from HorseBook, most off them request from stallions who wanted some lewd pictures of her, and, despite rumors, never gave them even the time of day for a response. She was ashamed of all the gossip that spread on the web about her, mostly just jealous mares and rival boutique owners trying to discredit her by call her a slut.

She took pride that she never had a dirty picture of her on the internet, considering what most other mares post, her post's were very PG. Mostly just pictures that she paid Photo Finish to take of her in her best dresses. Because of HorseBook, and the pictures she posted that linked to her business's website, she has been getting thousands of Bits by delivering internet orders. Her success however has only been plagued by the jealousy and envy of others...which unfortunately led to a LOT of unneeded rumors of her personal life. But at least sales weren't going down!

She smirked at the thought of others efforts to destroy her company being in vain. But just as she cleared her notifications a message popped up by her good friend Spike. She thought it was another fanfic he needed reviewed, and though she did very much enjoy the articulate writing and imagination that the little dragon had, she was already reading his last one and hadn't quite finished the revisions. But to her surprise it was about Pinkie Pie, the poor thing had been in such distress over all this HorseBook stuff that she had isolated herself from everyone, even her friends. Rarity had tried to help and even offered her a view of her profile, but because of rumors, the pink horse was in no way going to view her "SlutBook". They got into a huge argument and Pinkie huffed out of her house, slamming the door behind her. Rarity Felt horrible about what she said and let pinkie calm down for a day before she tried going over to her bakery, But when she knocked on the door Mrs. Cake answered, saying that Pinkie Pie didn't want any visitors. To hear about Pinkie was a great relief to her and read the rest of Spikes Message.

Spike: Hey Rarity! I finally got Pinkie to make a HorseBook! Her name is Ponky Pie and she would probably love it if you could give her a message! I know the last time you guys talked wasn't the best... but maybe this could be your chance to mend the broken bridge! Also, what did you think of my last Fic?

She smiled, and immediately replied

Rarity: Really!? Thank you so much Spike! I'll let the others know right now! And your fic was very interesting, I never considered the biology of a dragon to be so...Complex! It was absolutely FABULOUS! I will email you the revised version tonight, nothing big this time, just some grammatical errors and run on sentences! I'll message Pinkie right now! By the way...."Ponky"? was that your decision by chance lol?

Spike: Guilty as charged, lol, still need me over at the boutique?

Rarity: Yes please! I need some fabric stored upstairs! Thank you again BDFF!

Spike: hahahah no problem BPFF! I'll be there at 6, see you then!

Rarity put her phone on sleep mode and undid the towel around her hair, revealing the perfect purple curls. She had sufficiently dried off and began to walk down the stairs from her bedroom to the main boutique area, her dressed had been arranged on the model dummies neatly and her sewing machine kept clean and in perfect order. Spike was such a good helper! and the "Best Dragon Friend Forever" a pony could ask for! She knew Spike had a crush on her for awhile, but at some point along the road he had stopped making advances, she was sure since he was not longer infatuated he would now abandon her in the boutique, but much to the contrary he had become one of the best friends in her life and the best writer she had the pleasure of knowing! She offered to pay him for his work, and spike agreed, 3 bits and hour would be enough, She said she would pay more, but he refused adamantly saying "One friend to another". That saying sort of became the unsaid glue that bonded their connection together. She looked at the clock and it read "5:15" Spike would be in in forty five minutes. With nothing else to do she sat down in her chair next to the sewing machine and began working on her latest dress. A few moments passed and she picked up her phone from sleep mode and sent Pinkie a friend request. He was nervous; Would she accept? Would she accept Rarity's apology? Would She in turn apologize?. The possibilities made rarity nervous, but almost as she sent the request was it accepted and a message came through.
"How about dinner at my place?"

She was wide eyed and smiled sweetly, typing out her response.

"Of course!"

Author's Note

Sorry for not updating yesterday, got really caught up helping my grandparents clean up 5 gallons of white paint off a dark green tile floor.

Enjoy my lovely's!
- Jibbles