Accessorizing with Rarity

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Tail and Ears

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“Yes; Pinkie Pie IS the Welcoming Committee!” Rarity responds, confirming my suspicions; “However; she is also the Party Committee and handles everything Party related!” she continues.

“She is a bit out on the Left Field, isn’t she?” I inquire.

“So far out on the Left Field, she is seen on the Right Field; before she has your compass Spinning, all day!” Rarity points out, with a snicker to her voice.

“Oh!!” I exclaim, in response.

“She is known as Pinkie..” Rarity puts forth; “but if she does something; we just say: It is just Pinkie, being Pinkie!” she explains.

“Oh!!” I respond; “how does that explain anything?” I inquire.

“It doesn’t..” she concedes; “but; it has saved us from more Headaches, than one care to remember!” she points out.

“Ooh!” I respond.

“The only meaningful description of Pinkie Pie, is that she is being pinkie!” she supplies; “It says everything, while explaining Exactly Nothing!” she points out, before I can say anything.

“Ah..” I utter; “but I think I can live without experiencing Headache!” I concede.

“Exactly!” Rarity just puts forth, snickering.

“If you need anything party related, ask Pinkie Pie; if you think you need a study-buddy, ask Twilight Sparkle..” Rarity supplies; “but if you want to ride the trend, or just don’t want to be confined to the outsider circle; I have everything you need!” she explains.

“You mean, aside from these lovely ears and tail?” I inquire.

“Those..” she responds, putting an extended index finger on her right ear on top of her head; “or just about anything else, you may need!” she continues.

“I was considering foot-wear matching the set!” I put forth.

“I have a few adorable options, for just this occasion!” she confirms.

“Oh..” I respond; “please continue, I am listening!” I respond.

“If you want footwear, matching the accessories you are currently wearing..” she suggests; “I could always recommend a pair of Crescent Moon boots for the occasion!” she elaborates.

If you have them in my size; I would be very interested in trying them on, so I can judge them for myself!” I point out.

“These should be your size!” Rarity suggests, as she is pulling out a pair of the promised boots.

Of course, she had selected a pair of boots with red Equine Hooves matching my style.

“These do look very promising!” I respond, as I slip my feet out of the shoes I am currently wearing.

“These are most comfortable, when barefoot!” Rarity supplies.

“Oh, okay!” I respond, as I pull my socks off; slipping the socks into the respective shoe, I had been wearing to school.

While I had not seen this particular accessory, before; but it is still speaking to me, so I had chosen to try them on. Slipping these boots on, had been surprisingly easy. The inside is smooth and slippery; while they are tight enough to hold my legs in place, with ease.

“Oh, oh..” I exclaim, as I feel my right foot slipping into the boot.

“I was inspired, when I came up with the design for these!” Rarity confesses.

“I could very well imagine!” I respond, as I am slipping my left foot into the second boot.

What I had initially failed to notice, is how these boots are affecting my stature; leaving me five inches taller, almost as if I had been wearing High Heels. Only, without the heels, of course.

Of course, these boots could have no heels; that would have ruined the image, as it is clashing with the image they are built upon. While I had missed it; these are designed, to look as if they were the legs of a Pony. Only, for me to wear. Naturally; I can wear them, with or without these shoes. She probably has several types of shoes, for me to choose from.

I could chose to buy regular Horse Shoes, for these boots; or I could select a pair, out of Rarity’s selection. Well, why not? Looks like fun, and I don’t want to wear down the boots, more than I have to, in any event.

“How does one put these shoes on?” I inquire.

“They slip right on, like this..” Rarity explains; “then they lock into place, automatically..” she continues; “and you take them of, like this!” she concludes, as she is demonstrating how to pull the shoes off of the boots.

“Oh!!” I exclaim; “oh, oh!” I conclude; “That is easy!” I concede.

“For only one bit, a pair; it is practically a steal, you can’t even get them cheaper at the Black Smith’s shop!” she points out.

“Is it the same price for all these shoes, or are there even different types of shoes available?” I inquire.

“Aside from the regular, Stainless Steel boots; there are the Heavy Duty shoes in Titanium..” she explains; “but I have indoors in Plastic, Latex, and Silicone as well!” she explains.

“I take one of each, then..” I supply, handing her the coins for the matching shoes; “what colours do you have available?” I inquire.

“The outdoors, Metal shoes only come in their respective natural colours, which makes it easy to see which you put on..” she explains; “but the indoors shoes come in a variety of colours; starting with clear, black, white and the rainbow..” she explains; “with levels of opaque, gloss and glitter to choose from!” she explains; “unfortunately; I can only keep a limited stock on hand, so most of these are not currently available!” she concludes.

“You have plain, black, glossy Latex?” I inquire; “Crystal clear Silicone?” I inquire.

“Glossy black Latex is a bit of a Classic, and the Crystal clear Silicone is common enough to be standard as well!” she supplies, as she is picking up the shoes for me to accept.

Since I had already paid for the four pairs of shoes for my Boots, I eagerly accept the proffered shoes she is handing me.

With the shoes in hand, I slip the regular outdoors shoes on; before I slip the rest into my back-pack, eagerly thanking her for the deal.

“See you, tomorrow..” I put forth; “and maybe I will be asking for more exciting accessories!” I suggest.

“See you tomorrow..” she responds; “I’m looking forwards, to see what you are looking for!” she continues, promising more interesting and exciting meetings just like this.

With that, Rarity walks off; towards wherever she may be headed, her friends or home most likely.

With the deal concluded, I walk off; steering my steps towards the exit, before I am walking home.

“Clip clop, clip clop..” is heard, as I walk home.

“I rather like these cute little noises; my boots are making, as I walk!” I ponder, as I continue to walk home.

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