Intermixture

Rarity woke up early to her doorbell ringing. She made her way down the stairs and slowly opened the door to find a grey pegasus holding brown bag.

"Morning Rarity." Derpy said.

"Good morning Derpy." Rarity yawned.

"I have some mail for you!" Derpy said.

Rarity smiled as the clumsy pegasus reached in her bag and pulled out a pile of letters and envelopes. Derpy handed all of them to Rarity and smiled.

"Have a good day Rarity!" Derpy said, slowly walking backwards.

"You too Derpy." Rarity said, smiling back.

Rarity then closed the door and started looking through all the mail, the majority of it belonging to somepony else. She sighed as she knows she will have to find who they belong to. Simmons then got up and yawned.

"Who was that?" Simmons asked.

"That was the mailmare. Apparently I have mail." Rarity said.

Soon after of which Tivos was awoken by the chatter.

"Oh, hi Tivos." Rarity said, holding a hundred envelopes. "I would have never guessed." Simmons said.

"They're not all mine." Rarity said, putting them on a table. "In fact, there is a chance none of them belong to me."

"What a reliable mail service this place has." Simmons said sarcastically.

"Well, Derpy may not be the most reliable pony, but her heart is in the right place." Rarity said.

"Her name is Derpy?" Simmons laughed. "You're kidding right?"

"No, why?" Rarity said curiously.

"Well it's just that back where me and the others are from, Derpy is a..." Simmons started but then cleared his throat. "Nevermind, it doesn't matter."

"It means stupid." Tivos said.

Simmons looked at Tivos, as if questioning as to why he said that "Need any help?"

"It would be much appreciated." Rarity said, pushing half the mail over to Simmons.

"I could help too." Tivos said.

"I wouldn't want to impose..." Rarity said.

"Oh, non-sense. Here, give me some." They evenly distributed the mail into 3 piles and began searching threw it.

Simmons started shuffling through the letters, all of which belonged to somepony else. He kept going and once he got to the last letter he stalled.

"Who is Fancypants?" Simmons asked.

"Fancypants is only the most important pony in Canterlot." Rarity gasped, snatching the letter away from Simmons. "Let me see that."

Rarity opened it and scanned it quickly, then looked up at the stallions with a huge grin plastered on her face.

"This is amazing news!" Rarity said.

"What?" Tivos asked.

"Fancypants is sending over one of his friends to get a suit made in a few days." Rarity said. "Apparently he has a rather unique build, so I have to fit him. He said he remembers my work from a party I attended while back and figured I would be the best candidate for making him a fantastic suit."

"That's pretty cool, I guess." Simmons said.

"Who would name their child Fancypants?" Tivos asked.

They both looked at Tivos. "What? It's a weird name." He said.

"Do you think you two could help me?" Rarity asked.

"How could I help?" Simmons said. "I'm not exactly the best choice of partners for making clothes."

"Well, I know of another way you could help." Rarity said.

"And what would that be?" Simmons asked, raising his brow.

"I could show you how to use the spell that would hold him in place while I get his measurements." Rarity said.

"Do you think I could really learn how to do it?" Simmons said. "I don't know how to use magic."

"You and I both know that is not true. Remember how you broke my spell when you saw that I was getting overworked?" Rarity asked. "I was surprised that you managed to do so and it shows that you have an aptitude for magic."

"Hey, yeah." Simmons said happily. "Okay, sure. Show me how to do it."

"What about me?" Tivos asked.

"I'm sorry, dear. But I don't think I have a job that you could do." Rarity said.

"Oh. Well I guess I could just watch or something."

"Works fine with me." Rarity said. "Simmons?"

"No problem here."

"Let's go upstairs." Rarity said, standing up. "You will need complete concentration and we don't want you to get interrupted."

Simmons nodded and him and Tivos followed Rarity up to her room.

"Okay." Rarity said, standing straight up. "To begin, you must clear your mind of everything."

"But I know so much." Simmons said, semi-sarcastically. Rarity looked at him and smiled sweetly. "Okay, clear my mind. What comes next?" Simmons asked.

"Now imagine yourself grabbing me and holding me down." Rarity said.

"Ooh." Tivos said.

Simmons raised his brow for a second but shook it off and started concentrating. "Uh, alright." Simmons said. "Then what?"

"The next step is to use that mental image and, I guess, project it through your horn." Rarity said. "It is kind of hard to explain since it is an ability unicorns are born with. Here let me..."

Rarity tried to take a step towards Simmons but found herself unable to move. She then looked at Simmons and started to smile. Simmons shook his head, breaking concentration.

"Holy shit. It worked." Simmons said, a shocked expression spreading across his face. "I did it."

"You're a fast learner."

"You're a great teacher."

"You're far too kind." Rarity giggled. "Are you feeling hungry?"

"Sort of." Simmons said.

"What about you, Tivos?"

"I could use a bite to eat." Tivos said.

"How about we make our way to a cafe and grab something to eat." Rarity said. "My treat."

"Sounds good to me." Simmons said with a smile.

"Sure." Tivos said.

Rarity Simmons, and Tivos made their way out the boutique and soon found themselves in front of a cafe. Rarity told the server to get a table for three and he led them to a table inside. The server gave them menus and made his way to the kitchen. Simmons looked at the menu with an inquisitive eye.

"Not much of a selection..." Simmons said. "Just a couple sandwiches and the like."

"Agreed. I'de like some Sangheili food, but I guess being a pony and everything it would probably not agree with my physiology."

"Yes, but what it lacks in quantity it makes up for in quality." Rarity said.

The server made his way back to their table with two glasses of water and stood at attention.

"What can I get you folks?" The server asked cheerfully.

"I will just have a daisy sandwich." Rarity said, handing the menu over to the server.

"I'll have one as well I guess." Tivos said, doing the same.

"Me too." Simmons said.

The server nodded and trotted over to the kitchen and swiftly brought out three sandwiches and brought them over to their table. Simmons and Tivos thanked him and took a bite out of it.

"This is strangely delicious." Tivos said.

"Yeah, it actually is." Simmons added.

"I know I was right." Rarity said, winking playfully at Simmons. She looked over to Tivos. "So, Tivos, was it?"

"Yes. Tivos. Tivos 'Xytranee."

"How are you liking it here so far? I mean I'm sure it's not as accommodating as that impressive space ship of your's but I hope you like it."

"Well it's not actually my ship. It is Kerzon's. But yes, I think it's okay here I guess. And believe me, it is much more accommodating then the capital ship. It certainly beats going on ridiculous missions to avenge Kerzon's adventures at the club with Little Sin."

"Kerzon. Hm. Isn't he the one with the head that's on fire?" Simmons asked.

"Yeah."

"He under-appreciates you, doesn't he?" Simmons said.

"Simmons, there's not need to be rude, now." Rarity said in surprise.

"No, it's all right Rarity. He does. How did you know?" Tivos asked.

"I just know what it looks like." Simmons let out a weak laugh. "Believe me. It is impossible to impress Sarge."

"Same with Kerzon. I signed up for his fleet many years ago, and since then I have made attempt after attempt just to get him to tell me that he's proud to have me as his Supreme Commander. It always just ends up with some sexual joke or complete disregard for my efforts."

"I know, right? It's the exact same with Sarge. I even saved his life once and he still didn't appreciate me for it." Simmons added.

"Exactly. One time we were having a meeting with another Sangheili fleet, and the Admiral of the other fleet decided to attack Kerzon in mid sentence. He shot a Type 50 Directed Energy Rifle at Kerzon and I jumped in front of him and took the shell. The Type 50 Rifle fires an incredibly deadly explosive called a concussion shell. You can imagine how injured I was. Kerzon was able to kill the other Admiral and his honour guards killed the rest of the enemies, but he might not have made it out alive were it not for my sacrifice." Tivos let out a small laugh. "And when I did that, all he had to say was that he was 'awesome' for making it out alive."

"Well that's not very nice." Rarity said.

"I suppose not. But I respect him, and I will persist in making him appreciate me more by attempting to impress him."

"So Tivos, why don't you tell me and Simmons about yourself a bit, get to know you?" Rarity said.

Tivos laughed. "Well, I guess if you want me to."

"Sure." Simmons said.

"Well, I was born on Sangheilios, in the State of 'Xytran. I was raised with Kerzon by our father Tarius 'Xytranai-"

"Wait, Kerzon is your brother?" Simmons asked.

"Yes. Accept the suffixes at the end of our last names are different. My last name is 'Xytranee. His is 'Xytranai. The reason for this is because our father was an aristocrat, which meant he was never allowed to merry, but he could mate with any female he wanted to to pass the swordsman genes of aristocracy. The difference between me and Kerzon is that Kerzon is older, so he was granted leadership over the state because our father was Kaidon. Not only that but Kerzon chose to dedicate his life to aristocracy as well, so he has the 'ai' suffix in his name. I didn't choose the path of an aristocrat so I don't have that suffix. But anyway, when Kerzon and I were old enough, we chose to pursue a career in the covenant military. Many notable acts from Kerzon in the name of.... Um... exterminating the scourge of the gods.... awarded him the supreme rank of Imperial Admiral. Soon after I was promoted from General to Supreme Commander due to my battle experience. We led an eventful career until events led up to recently. Just last year, the war ended- ehr, um, nevermind."

"War?" Rarity asked in surprise.

Tivos avoided eye contact and remained silent. "I- I can't talk about that."

"Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" Rarity asked.

"Yes. I am sure." He said abruptly, making the situation awkward.

"Well, uh, Simmons. Why don't you tell us about yourself?" Rarity said to break the tension.

"I'm not that interesting." Simmons said without a hint of humor.

"Even so, I would like to get to know you more. And I'm sure Tivos would too." Rarity said. Tivos remained silent. Staring into space.

"Alright then." Simmons said, long finished his sandwich.

He spent the next hour telling Rarity and Tivos about himself, and after he was finished Rarity did the same. After they finished, Rarity paid the bill and the three walked out of the restaurant, Simmons and Rarity clearly enjoying themselves. Tivos still decided to remain silent.