A Story About Bubbles

"You worked in a spa in CANTERLOT?"

"Yes i did, now be quiet. Back then, I was known as Ditzy Doo, and my eyes were as normal as my muffins were delicious. Life was... special in the spa. I was so... happy..."

"DITZY! Get you lazy plot down here! We have very important ponies waiting for you!"

"COMING!... But I swear im going to punch you in your prim little nose some day..."

"WHAT WAS THAT?"

"I WAS JUST MUMBLING TO MYSELF ABOUT YOUR WONDERFUL NOSE, AND WHAT I WISH I COULD DO WITH IT!" Ditzy was in no mood today. Her parents were moving out of canterlot. She was a payment behind on her rent. Oh but she did give the best bathes in all of Canterlot. That was one thing she could count on. It's nice to be irreplaceable she thought to her self. As if signaled, her ageing boss shouted out,

"GET DOWN HERE OR I'LL FIND SOMEONE WHO ISN'T SO... LAZY!" The Queen of clever remarks strikes again!

Ditzy payed no heed to the shouting. She went to her assigned spot right next to her bathes and mocked a regal pose so quickly and smoothly her "benefactor" didn't notice.

"DITZY! WHERE ARE YO-"

"I'm right here!" She counted down. 3, 2, 1...

"There you are you lazy bag of bones! Listen, we need you to stop being so useles-" right on time. Ditzy just tuned her out. If there was one thing her boss Luxurious was good at, and there were very few, there was how closely she kept to her schedule, and she always made time to yell at Ditzy. 6:30, start 2 hours of grooming in case somepony handsome walks in. 9, complain at breakfast to the other ponies about how terrible I was yesterday. 9:50, spa's opening soon, yell at me to get up. 10:00, yell at me about how we have VIPs. Guess everyone counts. 10:01, yell at me about how i need to do a fantastic job instead of the obvoiously terrible job i do each day. Like anyone complains... She glanced at the clock. Ah! lets get on to the next step! My favorite!

"...and if that happens again, your FIRED!" Ditzy tried her best to look hurt. She once offered one of her muffins to a very regal man, and he had described them as "Marfulwous" (his face was stuffed with muffin at the time). Luxurious was angry at her for "taking away her chance". Apparently she ignored the wife, whom Ditzy also gave a muffin. That was two years ago.

She didn't know why Luxurious bothered. She was starting to sag. At 60, Luxurious was quite the elder, yet she fussed over every little detail about her body. Her gray mane was combed to a razor sharp point. Her currently yellow fur (she died it every year, and it died a little more every time. Ditzy was unsure of her natural color) was so well trimmed it was barely there, yet there enough to cover her crusting body. Her eyelashes were obviously fake, long enough to reach up to her worry-lined forehead. Ditzy sighed. I have to admit, she does look ok... but why does she even bother anymore? Oh well, another day, another bit. Luxurious was winding down. Only a few minutes, then she would "evaluate strategies" (nap) in her "office" (bed) while "mumbling ideas to complex for Ditzy's poor brain" (snore loudly)

"... and as long as you have that implanted in your walnut of a brain, I'm leaving."

And now for her to... wait. "WHAT?" She was shocked; nothing ever changed ever. Luxurious leaving the house was just... fantastic.

"You heard me! I'm leaving." Luxurious picked up on Ditzy's obvious glee. She wasn't hiding it to well; she could practically hear herself squee. "I'm to go to the castle and help Princess Celestia set up a... wonderful little spa for the castle servents." Luxurious sneered. "Can you believe it? A full Spa? For servents? Why, in my day, Princess Celestia had more of a backb-"

Ditzy tuned her out. At this point it was easy. Commonplace. What Luxurious had just said was not... Yet it was just amazing! Wait. "But, if your leaving, who's running the spa?"

Luxurious looked angry she had interrupted but a sly smile slowly creeped across her face. "Why, my widdle filly of course! Oh, she'll do such a good job! And im sure" she said, her stare intensifying to the point of criminal delight, "that anything going wrong could not POSSIBLY be her fault!"

Oh no. No no no no NO. Contrary to Darwins Law, Luxurious did have spawn. Her name was Silk Mane, and she was worse then her mother. But no, she didn't just have the attitude of her mother, no. She had the looks to boot. Every Stallion her ever walked into Dinky's bathes went on and on about her; "She has such a GORGEOUS yellow mane!" "Oh, have you seen her hooves?" "Her face is so smooth, she must have a mud mask everyday!" "what a wonderful coat! such a beautiful shade of purple!" Blech.

"Anyway, i don't expect anyone high profile today, so i'm sure you can't completely screw everything up!" Luxurious's face turned to a smirk. Her tone became condescending. "I'm sure you can handle one measly wittle day, can't you?" She glanced at the clock. "Oh, but i'm to be off! Ta ta!" And with that, she skipped out the door, whistling a tune half an octave off as she went.

"Hello... Derpy"

Ditzy's blood turned cold. "My name," she managed to growl out, "is ditzy."

Silk stood near her tubs, crunching on one of Ditzy's signature muffins. Her voice ringed with sarcasm. "Oh, i know. But your ever so clumsy! Its such a shame!" Silk casually walked past her, knocking over one her bath soaps with a casual flick of the tail. "Oops. You know, it's too bad your parents are leaving town! Why, if i didn't know how I bet they just want to get away from yo-" The bell rang. The days first customer. Silk shot her one last dirty look ringed with a sarcastic smile and left. Ditzy thanked Celestia, and prayed Luxurious was being anything but herself in front of her Princess. Or... Queen. Or... something. You know, i've always wondered why we only have a princess. I me-

Her thoughts were cut off by a howling shriek from Silk. "SAPPHIRE SHORES!"

Ditzy was stunned. She thought "You worked in a spa in CANTERLOT?"

"Yes i did, now be quiet, your the one who wanted to hear the story, so let me tell it! I was so happy..."

"DITZY! Get you lazy plot down here! we have very important ponies waiting for you!"

"COMING!... But i swear im going to punch you in your prim little nose some day..."

"WHAT WAS THAT?"

"I WAS JUST MUMBLING TO MYSELF ABOUT YOUR WONDERFUL NOSE, AND WHAT I WISH I COULD DO WITH IT!" Ditzy was in no mood today. her parents were moving out of canterlot. She was a payment behind on her rent. Oh but she did give the best bathes in all of Canterlot. That was one thing she could be proud of. it's nice to be irreplaceable. she thought to her self. Right on time, creeped shouted out

"GET DOWN HERE OR I'LL FIND SOMEONE WHO ISN'T SO LAZY!"

Ditzy payed no heed. She went to her assigned spot right next to her bathes and mocked a regal pose.

"DITZY WHERE ARE YO-"

"I'm right here!" She counted down. 3, 2, 1...

"There you are you lazy bag of bones! Listen, we need you to stop being so useles-" right on time.. Ditzy just tuned her out. If there was one thing Luxurious was good at, and there were very few, there was how closely she kept to her schedule, and she always made time to yell at Ditzy. 6:30, start 2 hours of grooming in case someone handsome walks in. 9, complain at breakfest about how terrible we were yesterday. 9:50, spa's opening soon, yell at me to get up. 10:00, yell at me about how we have VIPs. Guess everyone counts. 10:01, yell at me about how i need to do a fantastic job instead of the obvoiously terrible job i do each day. Like anyone complains... She glanced at the clock. Ah! lets get on to the next step! My favorite!

"...and if that happens again, your FIRED!" Ditzy groaned. She once offered a muffin to a very regal man and he had accepted. Luxurious was angry at her for "taking away her chance". Apparently she ignored the wife, whom Ditzy also gave a muffin. That was two years ago.

She didn't know why Luxurious bothered. She was starting to sag. At 60, Luxurious was quite the elder, yet she fussed over every little detail about her body. Her gray mane was combed to a razor sharp point. Her currently yellow fur (she died it every year, and at this point Ditzy had no idea what it was originally) was so well trimmed it was barely there, yet there enough to cover her crusting body. Her eyelashes were obviously fake, long enough to reach up to her worry-lined forehead. Ditzy sighed. I have to admit, she does look ok... but why does she even bother anymore? Oh well, another day, another bit. Luxurious was winding down. only a few minutes, then she would "evaluate strategies" (nap) in her "office" (bed) while "mumbling ideas to complex for her poor brain" (snore loudly)

"Now then, I'm leaving."

And now for her to... wait. "WHAT?" She was shocked; nothing ever changed ever. Luxurious leaving the house was just... fantastic.

"You heard me! I'm leaving." Luxurious picked up on Ditzy's obvious glee. She wasn't hiding it to well; she could practically hear herself squee. "I'm to go to the castle and help Princess Celestia set up a... wonderful little spa for the castle servents." Luxurious sneered. "Can you believe it? A full Spa? For servents? Why, in my day, Princess Celestia had more of a backb-"

Ditzy tuned her out. At this point it was easy. Commonplace. What Luxurious had just said was not... Yet it was amazing! Wait. "But, if your leaving, who's running the spa?"

Luxurious looked angry she had interrupted. A sly smile slowly creeped across her face. "Why, my widdle filly of course! Oh, she'll do such a good job! And im sure" she said, her stare intensifying to the point of criminal delight, "that anything going wrong could not POSSIBLY be her fault!"

Oh no. No no no no NO. Contrary to Darwins Law, Luxurious did have spawn. Her name was Silk Mane, and she was worse then her mother. But no, she didn't just have the attitude of her mother, no. She had the looks to boot. Every Stallion her ever walked into Dinky's bathes went on and on about her; "She has such a GORGEOUS yellow mane!" "Oh, have you seen her hooves?" "Her face is so smooth, she must have a mud mask everyday!" "what a wonderful coat! such a beautiful shade of purple!" Blech.

"Anyway, i don't expect anyone high profile today, so i'm sure you can't completely screw everything up!" Luxurious's face turned to a smirk. Her tone became condescending. "I'm sure you can handle one measly wittle day, can't you?" She glanced at the clock. "Oh, but i'm to be off! Ta ta!" And with that, she skipped out the door, whistling a tune half an octave off as she went.

"Hello... Derpy"

Ditzy's blood turned cold. "My name," she managed to growl out, "is ditzy."

Silk stood near her tubs, crunching on one of Ditzy's signature muffins. Her voice ringed with sarcasm. Oh, i know. But your ever so clumsy! its such a shame!" Silk casually walked past her, knocking over one her bath soaps with a casual flick of the tail. "Oops. You know, it's too bad your parents are leaving town! Why, if i didn't know how I bet they just want to get away from yo-" The bell rang. The days first customer. Silk shot her one last dirty look ringed with a sarcastic smile and left. Ditzy thanked Celestia, and prayed Luxurious was being anything but herself infront of her Princess. Or... Queen. Or... something. You know, i've always wondered why we only have a princess. i me-

Her thoughts were cut off by a howling shriek from Silk. "SAPPHIRE SHORES!"

Ditzy was stunned. She thought Luxurious had said NO high profile guests. Well, now what am i supposed to do? Ditzy's thoughts were turning frantic. I didn't have my morning muffin! I can't be grumpy in front of the pony of pop!

Sapphire walked straight into the bathing room, Followed by everypony who worked in the spa... and a few who didn't

"Hello Ms. Ditz-ZY! I hear you give the best bathes in ALL of Equestria!" Silks face turned pale. Ditzy could only imagine what she was thinking, although she didn't want to think about it.

Well. Ditzy sighed and fixed her slouchy posture. This was going to be an interesting day.