Accessorizing with Rarity

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After Class

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I had enjoyed walking home, from school; so many good memories, flooding my mind, aside from the one item I had purchased before I left school.

Of course; I had enjoyed wearing these cute Blue and Yellow Pony ears. Well, why not? It isn’t; as if they were uncomfortable to wear, in the first place. Besides; they made me feel right at home, as if I was belonging. (Well; I guess I kind of am belonging here, after all!)

“Clip clop, clip clop..” is heard, as I continue walking down the street.

“If the Ears and the Tail is in place of a School Uniform, I guess I should be taking them off, as I get home!” I ponder.

I had liked wearing them, of course; and I am proud of the school, I am attending.

“I still like wearing these accessories, to and from school; so I will not leave them in my locker, as if I had been ashamed of the school I belong to!” I ponder.

I will just have to be careful, not to ruin them; I can’t ask her for new once, every once in a while.

As I reach the door, I am extending my right hand; opening the door, before I am stepping in and close the door behind myself.

“Hi, Sis!” I exclaim, as I see my little sister storming into the Cloaking Room; obviously eager to see me back from school.

“Welcome home, Sis!” she exclaims, the instant she sees me in the Cloaking Room.

While my ears can not move; I can at least make my tail move, by moving my hips.

“Poni, Poni, Poni..” she exclaims.

“I am attending Canterlot High..” I point out; “the School with the Horse Statue up front!” I put forth; almost as if I had been expecting it to explain something, which I guess it really doesn’t. (But still!)

“On second thought; maybe Rarity would sell me a second pair of these Boots, if my Little sister wants a pair!” I ponder, giggling to myself; “I will just have to ask her, what colours she wants hers in!” I conclude.

Instead of taking these Crescent Moon Boots off of my feet; I just swap the regular Stainless Steel outdoors Shoes for the indoors Crystal Clear Silicone once instead. As expected; my sister makes big eyes, as I move to walk in, into our home.

“See; Indoors shoes, like wearing Socks!” I put forth, pointing at the Silicone shoes I had slipped on.

“Squeak squeak, squeak squeak..” is heard as I walk farther inside.

“Can I try these on, too?” she inquires.

“These are in my size, they can’t fit your smaller feet..” I point out, in no uncertain terms; “but if you really want a pair of your own; I will have to ask Rarity, at my school for a pair for you!” I point out.

“Poni, Poni, Poni..” she exclaims; “but of course, I want a pair of these too!” she concludes.

I open the door to the living room, stepping into the larger room with my sister in tow; enjoying her cute behaviour, as she is trying to express just how much she wants a pair of Crescent Moon boots too.

“Considering the price she asked for these; I could easily afford both one and two pairs of these for her, without batting an eye..” I consider; “I will just have to ask her for these tomorrow!” I conclude.

“You really want your own: Crescent Moon Boots, that much?” I inquire.

“Yes, Sis; but of course, I want them for myself too!” she declares.

“Then, by all means; I will just have to ask her for a pair for you too, LiL’ Sis!” I proclaim.

Knowing Rarity, even if I really don’t; she would have a pair for my Sister, as well. (She is the element of Generosity, after all.) Besides; she thrives on helping others look their best, even if I guess this is something I will learn, soon enough.

“I just need your measurements, so I can pick the right size for you!” I point out.

“Measurements?” she inquires.

“I need to know what size you could wear..” I put forth; Crescent Moon boots has to fit you perfectly, almost as if they had been painted on your feet..” I explain.

“Painted on Shoes?” she inquires; “That sounds a bit icky..” she concedes; “but I still want my Crescent Moon boots, all the same!” she declares, in utter certainty.

“Ah, guess I had expected it all along; but I had to make sure, you really do want to wear them tomorrow!” I point out.

“Why are they called: Crescent Moon boots?” she inquires.

“Probably because the shoe is in the shape of a Crescent Moon!” I suggest.

“Like real, genuine Horse shoes, like the once Horses wear?” she inquires.

“Yes, exactly..” I agree; “I could have bought shoes to my boots from the store..” I supply; “but she gave me a better price, and more options to choose from!” I point out.

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She is following me to the small room where Mum keeps her sewing equipment, including the measuring tape. Slowly, carefully; I take each and every measure I could possibly imagine Rarity could use, in order to choose the boots in my sister’s size.

“Uh, uhm.. this is kind of fun..” she concedes, at the end of our measuring session.

“It is?” I inquire, half by half taken aback by her confession.

“I like doing things together with you, spending quality time with my Favourite big sister..” she agrees; “and it feels as if I am helping you, selecting the boots you promised me!” she puts forth.

“If you enjoy it so much, I guess we should do more things like this together!” I agree.

“You only have one Favourite sister, and she means very much to you!” she suggests.

“While I am fairly sure, she does have other colours; but if you want yours in the same colour as mine, I could ask her for a pair in your size.” I put forth; “but, if you want yours in a colour other than the once I have; you need to list the colours you would prefer, so I can get them to your taste!” I explain.

“I guess the Red is nice..” she concedes; “but I will have to think of what colour I would prefer!” she agrees.

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“How could I not want a pair of boots, like hers?” she ponders; “and not just because my sister wears hers, and looks great in them!” she concludes.

“What colours should my boots be in; if they were not the Metallic Bloody Red, like hers?” she ponders.

“I really would love a pair, just like hers!” she realizes.

“Black Hooves could be nice; it is kind of a Classic, in any event!” she ponders.

“How would Gold, Silver, Copper look?” she considers.

“I guess I will have to include these options!” she ponders; “Red, Gold, Black..” she ponders, ending her list there.

She stops herself at this point, as she is finding herself about to drool on the slip of paper.

Just thinking of the new boots her sister were offering her had made her very excited.

She simply could not control herself, just the mere thought..

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Early in the morning, I am collecting her list of colours, storing it with my list of her measurements. With that, I am ready to go to school. After I had had my breakfast, of course.>

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My own Pair of New Crescent Moon boots

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