Quiet Woman, Noisy Village

by Rebel_Zebra

Rating: everyone
Tags: Rarity, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Human, Sweetie Belle, Princess Luna, Original Character, Comedy
Length: 1096

I use to live in the city surrounded by the dull roars of life. Now I have been forcibly relocated to this backwater town and have to make the most of it. I hate royalty.

When you are out of your element you make the most of it, and if you have a particularly stubborn streak when it comes to giving up that can get you out of both good and bad situations. Let us follow one human as she adapts to a world of quadrupeds, both ornery and kind as she accepts the fact that she is here for the foreseeable future. Thankfully that classic trait of humanity that is oft compared to mules will see her through thick and thin when dealing with selfish royalty, hyperactive friends, and well meaning strangers.

If you have read my previous story, this is in essence a continuation and I will add tags as is appropriate. Not all questions will be answered from the beginning but don't worry I will get around to it. Also the cover art is just a pic I found on pinterest with a slight edit and if I get more invested in this story I will likely commission a real piece for it.

Published 2018-06-05 11:10:08 UTC
Last updated 2018-06-05 11:10:08 UTC

Another Morning Like The Rest

Tick tock tick tock Tick TOCK TI-

With a sharp inhale she woke up. Her breathing was quick and shallow at first but she was starting to calm down as she sat up from bed. How long had it been? A little over a month give or take a few days? She let out a soft and groggy growl as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She peered out to the window, the first rays of the sun starting the brighten the day though it had yet to peek over the land. Lenny would be perfectly fine if it never did.

Glancing over to the clock she shut off the alarm just as it started to wail, and tossed aside her covers. Swinging those feet over she began to get dressed in the bare essentials, shorts just long enough to keep her modest and a long shirt to keep her warm in the cool morning. If she bothered to glance at the mirror on her dresser, one would see a pale thin woman in short black hair that barely touched her shoulders. Her room was a bit overly decorated with Victorian designs but she could appreciate them. Besides the mare she was currently living with, Lenny doubted she could get away with a room a bit more Spartan in amenities. Not to say Rarity was a spoiled mare but her high standards could definitely be a pain at times.

Warm feet on cold stone floors wasn't the best feeling in the world to most but it only served to rejuvenate the human, helping her properly wake up as she made her way into the kitchen. "Oh dear sweet bacon how I miss you...." Her voice was quiet, no point in waking others just yet with her lamentation. This was one of the more difficult things to make do with in this world. Food wasn't bad, they weren't the hardcore veggi-girls and soy-boys that she had to deal with back home but the lack of proper meat was a let down. She wasn't a carnivorous creature to begin with but the lack of even the most basic of meats was a serious kick to the proverbial shin.

Still the stove was soon going as she was at least able to have delicious eggs and pancakes but how can one- nonono- let's not go down that dark path just be happy you can enjoy this much.... Every morning she was up, her internal clock waking her before just before six. Then she would make breakfast for her landlord and her little sister before getting ready for the day and working downstairs in Rarity's shop, dealing with the odd customer but mostly just helping Rarity with her commissions. Some clients were in town a few were from abroad and with how Rarity spoke of them one would think they were all stars or celebrities but Lenny wasn't so enthused with her interests lying elsewhere.

"You keep spoiling us with breakfast Lenore, sometimes I think you would be an excellent mother." The dignified voice was none other than the seamstress herself, Rarity. She came in looking no less elegant and refined than a finely painted piece of art, the mare always meticulous in her looks. If the human had a lesser ego or more pride perhaps she would be self conscious about her own bedhead and general lack of style around the mare but she would wear overalls to a wedding if she could get away with it.

Lenny cleared her throat and gave her an irate glance while flipping a pancake, "Lenny for the umpteenth time. And hush, old habits die hard, now that I don't have to wake up at four in the morning to open up shop, I can actually enjoy the morning and eat breakfast like a normal person."

The correction got a smirk out of the mare as she began to set the table for three, horn aglow with magic as various items drifted to the table, "And as I have said time and time again, such a beautiful name shouldn't be cut up for the sake of convenience." Rarity stifled a yawn before she tossed open a few curtains in the dining open to let the rising sun shine in. "No matter how many cross looks you give me its not going to change."

The human gave her one of those very looks as she slid another pancake onto an awaiting plate, "You know Rarity. This makes me really tempted to pour some dye into your shampoos. Give you that quality technicolored coat that goes with everything. I mean Dash can pull of the mane, so why can't you pull off the coat?" More batter was added to the hot pan, despite there being plenty for three people.

Rarity raised an elegant brow, "Now now, that is just mean. While I am sure I could find a suitable style for such an... eccentric look, that doesn't mean it needs to be made reality." She chuckled softly before she went to the doorway leading upstairs, "Besides I would hate your mane to get any shorter than it already is. I would hate for some to think you were a male."

Lenny snickered and said something endearing for her but most who didn't know the woman as insulting while Rarity went upstairs to wake her sister. When the two had met it took a moment for the mare to adjust. Lenny wasn't the sort to beat around the bush, lacking tact when it was needed and exceedingly crass when Sweetie Belle wasn't around but after a week of the surviving each others antics the two settled into an amicable relationship. Lenny shared much of Applejack's and Dash's characteristics in Rarity's eyes so she had to adjust her expectations accordingly and the human in turn reeled herself in after she got over her initial emotional maelstrom of being in a world not her own.

Lenny looked out to the sun as she slipped the last pancake onto the plate. It would have been fine if the sun hadn't risen today.

Author's Note

You know I use to have a distinct distaste for short chapters but as I am doing one now I remember the effort one has to put in for just this much :pinkiecrazy:

On a more serious note, this is a pretty rough draft done at like five in the morning, spank me for any poor grammer or odd wording, and so I can fix it!