Ponyville was just as Raven Feather had imagined.

It was a beautifully rustic little town full of friendly ponies wearing friendly smiles.

Of course, he found, like most places in Equestria, the majority of the towns inhabitants were mares. And said mares kept staring at him like he was either some lost lamb, or their next meal.

Raven didn't like that.

He hated the big sympathetic eyes they gave him for being alone, or the lecherous grins some wore when they saw he was without a chaperone. He wasn't like all the other stallions that needed their hoof's held just to walk down the street, he wasn't some helpless foal.

He was his own Pegasus and could handle himself... Well, most of the time.

Walking down the street, without a direction, he decided it would be best to ask a near by pony for directions.

So approaching a light brown, earth-pony mare, he asked politely, "Excuse me miss, could you please point me to the local boutique?"

The mare turned to him and seemed surprised to see him. But he was used to that by this point.

"Well hello sweetheart, what are you doing out here all alone?" She asked, looking about and completely ignoring his question.

"I was wondering, if you could point me to the local boutique?" He asked again, hoping to actually get an answer this time.

"Now where's your herd sweetie?" She asked him, clearly looking around for a mare. "A cute little colt like yourself should have a somepony with them." She told him, getting ever so closer.

Raven stepped back, uncomfortable with the mare entering his personal space. "Well what's wrong sweetie, you look so tense." She told him getting even closer, "How about a blowjob to calm you down?"

"Miss please!" He snapped, trying his best to ceep his cool. "I just want to know were the boutique is."

The mare had clearly not expected such a reaction from such a 'dainty' stallion, and simply pointed down the street. Giving a brief thanks, he made his way down the street, following the mares vague direction.

Walking the street he could help but scowl, an unsightly act for such delicate features as his own, but he'd been put in such a foul mood by the mares antics, he couldn't help it.

He kept walking along the street, getting the odd look from the town mares as he went.

He still didn't like that.

It was maybe 10 minutes before he found the impressive looking building that just had to belong to an element of harmony.

Walking up to the door he stopped to compose himself. Behind this door was his Hero. The element of Generosity, And... His last chance.

Knocking twice, he waited for a moment before he heard a feminine voice beckon him in. And so, with a finale deep breath, he entered the boutique.

Upon entering the boutique he was met with perhaps the most beautiful mare hed ever laid eyes upon.

Her firm slender form. Her beautiful snow white fur and her mesmerizing sapphire eyes.

All the confidence he was pretending to have, completely evaporated. And unfortunately for him, that was the moment the unicorn noticed his presence.

"Oh my, what can I do for you darling?" She asked. Not in that condescending voice so many other mares had given him. It was a genuine wonder, she genuinely wanted to know how she could help.

He froze, as all the things he'd rehearsed flew from his head.

Rarity stood before him eyebrow raised, patiently awaiting a response.

He instantly shrunk under her gaze, trying to hide behind his mane. Reaching into his satchel, he pulled out a newspaper clip and held it out to her, almost hiding behind it.

Rarity gave him a warm smile, the kind that just made him more embarrassed, before taking the article from his grip, giving it a once over she seemed shocked at the its contents.

"Y-you want a job?" She asked incredulously, looking up from the newspaper clipping.

He nodded firmly, finally mustering up the confidence to talk. He said. "I-I-I'm not just some stallion. I can do this, I-I, please, just give me a chance." He was nearly yelling by the end as he yanked the notebook from his satchel, he held it out to her, head bowed as he was practically shaking in fear.

The longer his words hung in the air,the more hopeless he became. He ropped his sketch book, covering his face with his wings, he desperately tried to stop the tears but no matter how hard he wiped, they just kept coming.

"Darling, darling there's no need to cry." Rarity walked up moving his wings away, pulling out a handkerchief and wiping his tears away. Holding it to his nose she said "blow" and taking a deep breath, he blew out his nose.

"Sweet heart, theirs no need to cry, I'd be happy to look over your sketches. Its just, I never expected a stallion to come to me looking for for job." She told him calmly, gently rubbing his back, "I was just so surprised your request that I got caught up in my own head is all." Rarity gave him a gentle smile before leading him over to a nearby sofa.

She climbed onto the sofa, gently patting the spot besides her, silently telling him to curl up besides her.

Getting onto the sofa Raven curled up, ending up with his head on her thigh.

Once situated, she began stroking his mane, the simple act calming him down almost instantly. "Now let me take a look at this sketchbook." Using her magic, she brought his sketch book before her, holding it open so he could see what she was looking at.

Rarity seemed genuinely shocked at the contents, the mare asking him. "Did you do all of these?" he nodded.

Sitting up he did his best to puff out his chest before he gave a proud nod. Raven was very proud of his artistic talent. Hed spent many long nights studying the countless styles of dressmaking.

He'd worked for years to get so good, studying the needle & thread maticulously. The young stallion oh so desperately wanted to be a seamstress.

"I've wanted to be a seamstress for so long... b-but no mare would take me serious." He gave a little snifle, "And whenever I was hired, they treated me little better then a call-Colt... Id lost all hope... B-But then i heard about you." he could barely contain himself at this point, tears flowed freely as he spoke to her. "I-I-I heard a-about you being the element of generosity, A-and about how you cared about everypony equally. I-I knew you were my only chance, and when i finally saw you, how incredible and beautiful you were. I though for sure you'd never take s-s-some c-colt like m-me serious." He utterly broke down, unable to hold it in.

Rarity just held him close, gently cooing and stroking his mane. After hearing his story she could hardly blame him, who knew how much strife and mistreatment he'd been through chasing his dream.

Rarity knew stallions were fragile creatures. They needed constant assurance and affection. And to hear how he'd been treated as some joke by other mares merely for being a colt -er, stallion, made her sick.

This poor young stallion had come to her desperately wanting acceptance, and from what she'd seen, he did possess some real potential and she'd be damned to Tartarus before she'd let it go to waste.

"Sssshhh, its alright darling, I'm not going treat you like some joke." She assured him, "You've got some real potential. I want you to know that." She said cupping his cheeks, getting him to look her in the eyes.

"You really think so?" Raven asked almost desperately. Rarity only nodded, the simple act seemed nearly instantly perk him up, new tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Miss Rarity." He leaps onto her, planting kisses all over her face. "I promise not to let you down."

Rarity just laid back, quite happy to receive such appreciation. Having such a young and attractive colt giving her so much attention, the mare couldn't help but get a little worked up.

The colt ended up holding her close, his fuzzy wings wrapped around the mare in what could only be considered a loving embrace.

She was about to ask if he'd be up for some relief when she heard the colt release a gentle snore, turning his head, Rarity found the colt had drifted of to sleep.

"ohhh poor thing, got so worked up he tuckered himself out.." She cooed, brushing some of his hair from his face.

Rarity didn't have the heart to wake him up, especially when he felt so good pressed against her.

So grabbing a nearby blanket she carefully drapes it across the both of them. "goodnight darling."

Author's Note

BOOM. my first chapter done. this was my first story so i hope you enjoyed it im going to keep making chapters. in fact im about to write another right now.