Dr. Rare

Earlier that same morning, Sweetie Belle was outside picking flowers. Spectral shimmers of light danced about loosely above Dr. Rare's head and warmed his equine physique perfectly. He sighed, and he then tightened his eyes in order to better block out the rays coming from the sun.

The flora blossomed beautifully, and a bunch of pigs flew happily high above in the sky.

This morning was absolutely flawless.

The Professor was found by Sweetie Belle in a relaxed state. She placed the bundle of flowers that she had collected down next to him, and as he took a sip of wine, he glanced. Sweetie was already fairly busy playing with a tiny Godzilla. A phoenix flew by, and then Sweetie Belle asked, "Say, Doctor?"

"Yes?"

"Am I really a perfect android?"

He was so content, and at peace, and so was Sweetie Belle.

"Yes, that's right." Another humble sigh. "That you are."

"O-ho-hoy!!!"

He stared while smiling at his perfect little robot filly for a minute more, and then, he faced the bright but welcoming sun once again.

Sweetie Belle played merrily throughout her days within Pony Village. In time, it would be renamed to Ponyville, but for now, Sweetie was spared the harshest truths of reality which only came with enough time. In time, she would receive a guardian angel, meet many new friends, and defeat many powerful rivals as well. Nothing lasts forever except her... and him... but this was where Sweetie Belle was at her happiest and she'd be within Pony Village for a long, long time. For a while, to simply be within a vast, pink meadow playing along with all of her new neighborly monster friends was all that she really wanted in life.

Two days later...

"But... I WANT ONE!!!"

Dr. Rare fell flat on his face. He couldn't believe the situation that he had gotten himself into. "Why're you saying this? What's the matter with your programming, anyways? Y-you don't... really need one! Alright?"

She looked at him coldly and pointed fast at his fat face. "Such a liar!"

"Stop calling me that!"

Then, Sweetie offered, "Then, again, why do we find somepony to just show us theirs? No biggie, right?"

The Professor tried to explain to her, "No girl would show us that just because we asked!"

She then said while smiling blithely, "Force them," and made a punching gesture with her hoof.

"NO! You're crazy! You've got a screw loose, or... something!" He waited a moment before speaking again, and then, he said, "Might need to do a checkup." At that point, Dr. Rare had an idea that just might work. He snapped his hoof. That's right, like you're able to, but he did it with his hoof, and said, "I know... How bout' I change you into a boy?"

"H-huh???"

"I've got a good example for that." He looked down at his big stomach, and then back up at her.

"That's a terrible idea... What're you even talking about?" She looked at him up and down sternly, and judgmentally. "Besides, I wouldn't want one that's all fat, stinky and hairy like yours is!"

The Professor grimaced at that insult. "Why... you..."

"Fine, then, just go and observe one in secret. I'd like it to be a girl's, Professor!"

"Alright, alright, I get it... Hmm, I guess I could... I... could..." The lightbulb within his brain had finally triggered. "Oi, Sweetie-chan! We're gonna go see one after all."

She responded extremely gleefully, and asked, "Really?" She then made a delightful pose, and cheered, "O-ho-hoy!"

It was in the middle of the afternoon, and Mr. Rocket Pig was jet propelling passed Sweetie's home. Who says pigs can't fly?

"Yes... Yessss... Hehe."

The Professor grabbed another canister to reload his micro-sauntering gun.

"Come to think of it," he said aloud, "I'm a scientist chock full of untapped latent talent! For science, nothing is impossible! Nothing! Let's see... Let's see... There! And... there! Ah, I think I've got it. Holy hell I think I did it!"

He became animated.

"Gahahaha! Haha! What will happen? I guess we'll just have to see! GEHEHEHE!"

"I wonder... is this really for me?" Sweetie asked with a hoof in a pocket.

"That was already decided, was it not?"

Sweetie giggled happily. She just couldn't wait to get her precious, and all-around innocent thing attached to her young robotic filly body. "When I get it, I'll show it to everyone!"

"No! You won't!"

"But, why not?"

"Because that would be highly indecent! You don't just go showing that off to just anypony!"

Sweetie furrowed her brow in confusion, and asked, "Are we even talking about the same thing?"

"Sweetie Belle, try to understand the situation!"

She asked plainly, "Why?"

He thought about her question for a moment, and then hummed, "Why? Huh... Really, I wonder why as well."

A robot bat is flying over the village now. It's a bat because it's nighttime. It's a robot because hey why not, right?

The Professor is hard at work on his newest perversion. That is to say his newest invention. He uses a mallet for the finishing touches, and just as the sun rises, he accidentally hammers his hoof.

The sun wants to know... have you brushed your teeth today, dear reader? He brushes his every single morning, you know. That's how he stays so bright and shiny.

"It... is... done," the Professor proclaimed mostly to himself.

*Dun dun-dun dun-dun dun daaah~

His invention resembled a pair of steampunk glasses. To Sweetie Belle who was just entering the room and still wearing her pajamas said, "They don't seem particularly exciting. What does it do, though?"

He rolled his eyes, and teased her, "Such doubt coming from my masterpiece... This allows the user to look straight through lifeless objects."

"Lifeless?"

"That's right, Sweetie! With these glasses, you can only see what's alive, and nothing else. In other words..." Putting them on, he said, "The landscapes, buildings, windows... anything that's not alive disappears!"

He was right. The well-dressed doggie that was hanging out just outside the house was suddenly stark naked.

"What?!" Dr Rare asked. He then looked up, and resumed, "And here, we've got a mouse crawling across a support beam... Hehe, even if you were fully clothed... Huh? Sweetie?"

He removed the glasses, and there she was. "N'cha!"

However, when he put them back on, Sweetie was just gone. "I see... It's because you're an android... completely robotic... I'm sure that won't be making much of a return in the fan fiction. Right?"

Sure...

"Yay," Sweetie yelled. "Let me try, let me try!" She came running up and tried the see-through glasses on for herself. "Whahhh...! That's funny!" She then looked south, and went, "Eh? What is this?"

The Professor urgently covered himself as best he could. "Hey, Sweetie! What the hell are you looking at? You brat!"

"That is definitely something that I do not have... Make one that I can attach and detach at will, alright, Doctor?"

"I CANNOT!"

The sun smiled and shined it's light vigorously down upon the village that day. Tone it down, will ya'? sheesh!

Dr. Rare Belle skipped along merrily, and Sweetie followed along wearing her blue overalls. "I hope somepony comes around soon," he said to her.

A pig was wandering through a nearby field, and yes, that pig wore clothes, too. In all his nakedness thanks to the Professor's glasses, he got an eyeful of nothing but hog. The pig waved, and Sweetie waved back, yelling, "N'cha!"

Dr. Rare was more mortified than social at that point. "Guh... Seriously?" They kept going, and he found himself eventually asking, "Isn't there a mare around for me to gawk at in this town, or what?"

Then, at last, he saw her. His perfect target. She was unassuming, beautiful, and seemed distracted. "That's... Applejane's sister, isn't it? She... might just do."

"Oh? From the coffee shop?" Sweetie asked.

Steam came out from Dr. Rare's nostrils, and he guiltily kept telling himself, "There's... nothing devilish about this... at all... This is for science, right? Yeah... Yeah, of course... I'll look..." His face was tomato red.

"You're drooling, Professor!"

"I-I-I see..." He wiped his spit off on his sleeve, and then proceeded to pull out the glasses.

"Alright, Dr. Dare- I mean, Dr. Rare, this is it... Slowly..."

He crept closer, and closer, and at last sat down. To his great surprise, she didn't seem to notice a thing. She was too engrossed with the book that she was reading. He decided to take a look but was startled to see an actual pussy cat blocking the way. Luckily, he kept his cool, and managed not to freak out too badly. He thought to himself, "Stay c-calm... Just gotta move that filthy cat off of her somehow..."

Reaching over, he grabbed a random stick, and in an attempt to get it to move, the Doctor proceeded to prod the cat in the face. The whole time, Sweetie just stood back a fair distance away, and watched tentatively.

"Go on," he whispered to the feline nuisance. "Get out of here...!"

Almost immediately, the cat had attacked him out of rage, and following a series of sharp, quick, and highly painful scratches, Dr. Rare was left there all alone in a heap of smoke, and Applejane's sister took off on the next bus.

"M-my glasses? Where'd they go?"

Sweetie was wearing them and was using them to glance at Taro. "What?" The colt asked in confusion, "Are you seeing something?"

Sweetie replied, "Uh... just a little bit..."

Biscuit then saw somepony coming from down the road. "Say, isn't that Young Beauty headed right this way?"

"What?" The Doctor asked, "Young Beauty, you say? Quick, Sweetie! Gimme those glasses."

He reequipped them and turned around to see Young Beauty in all her feminine glory. She really was beautiful, but for the Doctor, she was even more stunning while completely naked. "Hahhh!" He breathed for a short second, and then took another look. "Gahhh!"

In his lust filled haze, he began galloping straight for her. It didn't even matter all that much that he was also seeing Sourpony flying naked in the background. All he cared about was who he was seeing headed directly for him. She seemed to be going a little fast, too, but that didn't matter.

He yelled at the top of his lungs, "T-t-t-this is for you, Sweetie Belle!"

"Professor, wait!" Taro tried to stop him, but it was far too late. "Don't!"

She ran right into him, and sent Dr. Rare flying with her new, high-performance scooter. He landed back down on the ground with a harsh thud and could only groan from the pain of being ran over by an automobile. "Gah hah hah... Ha..."

"Wh-what happened?" Young beauty asked, "Why? Why would you throw yourself in front of a fully functioning, moving vehicle like that all of the sudden? You scared me half to death!"