Accessorizing with Rarity

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I had managed to give my sister the description of the colours I would look forwards to see my new Crescent Moon boots in.

Naturally; she had accepted it, without complaints. She had not laughed, giggled or even made a funny look. Well; I had not given her an outrageous list of colours and combinations thereof, just a short list of very reasonable colours. (Never make unreasonable, outrageous demands; you never get any joy from it in the end, in any case!)

She is my sister, and all; but still.

I had even seen her go to school, with the note I had given her securely among her things.

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She had walked to school, proudly wearing all the accessories from Rarity, and not just the boots she bought the other day.

“Clip clop, clip clop..” was heard, as she walked down the street.

Once at school, she had met up with Rarity, just as promised. I could have expected nothing less, from her; after all the attention she gave me the other day, and the solemn vow she gave me before she had left.

“Rarity; do you think you have a pair of boots, matching these measurements?” she inquired, as she handed the note with my measurements of my feet over to Rarity. (Incidentally, she had included my note of preferred colours at the same time.)

“I have three options, for you to choose from; given the details you supplied!” Rarity supplied.

“Three options?” she had inquired.

“Yes, three options for you to choose from!” Rarity had confirmed.

“Okay, Rarity..” she had responded; “let me see the options, so that I can choose what I think is her best option!” she had supplied.

“These Pony boots in Gold, these Deer boots in Red and the Bovine option in Black..” Rarity had supplied; “all in ultra gloss and a fair amount of glitter to them!” she confirmed.

If only I had known, Pinkie Pie had had a finger in the options provided; but no matter, I still like all three options. I am fairly certain, she would love these.

All assuming the price would remain, she could easily afford all the shoes I could have needed.

“Titanium, Stainless Steel and Aluminium for outdoors sounds reasonable..” she had put forth; “Crystal Clear Silicone and Metallic Electric Blue Latex shoes, if you have these?” she had inquired.

“Regular, or Egg shoes?” Pinkie Pie had inquired.

“If you have them, I guess I take both!” she had declared.

“You would like a bottle of Squeak Oil, for your sister?” Pinkie had inquired.

“Sounds like fun!” she had agreed; “Should be plenty of fun, when she realizes the trick!” she had pondered.

“Then you need a bottle of Quiet Oil for your shoes, too!” Pinkie had suggested.

Considering the prices on the line, she had known she could afford it, thus nodding in agreement.

Once the agreement had been confirmed; Rarity had extracted the three pairs of boots and complimentary shoes to go with the boots and my sister had happily paid for her purchase.

Pinkie had already extracted the two bottles for my sister, whereupon my sister had paid for them and accepted the bottles.

With that, the deal had been concluded and my sister went back to her locker.

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My sister had clearly enjoyed her classes, she had been attending during the day.

Maybe the thought of delivering the promised goods had spiced it all up, for her. At least, I had been imagining it would. How could it not?

While at school, enjoying her classes; she had had the time to consider the options, deciding on a few extra accessories for me and herself respectively. I couldn’t say, that I minded her having some more fun. How could I? She is after all my sister.

As she had finally met up with Rarity, at the end of the day; she had prepared, asking for additional accessories.

“Do you have any Pony ears, matching the boots I bought for my sister, earlier today?” she had inquired.

“Yes, as a matter of fact, I have a sample you just may find right for her!” Rarity had supplied.

At first, these ears looks just like the once she was currently wearing; but on closer inspection; they are slightly different, not even considering the colouration matching my requested colours.

As Rarity had presented the new ears, my sister had examined them.

“Do you by chance have a matching pair for me too?” she had inquired.

“Yes, but of course, Darling!” Rarity had exclaimed, extracting a pair matching my description.

“You need a Muzzle, to go with these..” Pinkie had inserted, as she slipped into the conversation.

“Sounds like an interesting surprise for my sister!” My sister had conceded.

With that, Rarity had produced the two packages of Ears and Muzzles for me and my sister.

My sister had paid for the purchase, before she had walked back to her locker.

My sister had been quite happy, with the purchases of the day. She had clearly delivered on the promises she had given me the day before. When she is giving me what she had bought for me, she had even surpassed the promise and my expectations.

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After she had walked all the way home, she had opened the door, stepping into the cloaking room.

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I am sitting in my room, as I hear a distinct knocking on the door. I eagerly push the chair back, before I am standing up; walking over to the door, opening for my sister.

“Hi, Sis!” I exclaim, as I see her face.

“Hi, Sis!” she responds.

“Step right in..” I suggest; stepping aside, in order to let her into my room.

“Thanks, Sis!” she responds, as she is stepping into my room; closing the door behind herself, quietly.

“I have a surprise for you!” she points out, as I am looking at her.

“A surprise?” I inquire.

With that, she is presenting me with a pair of ears and a matching muzzle.

“Oh..” I exclaim; “wow!” I conclude.

“Try them on!” she urges.

With that, I am picking up my ears; slipping them onto my head, as if they had been a regular diadem or possibly a tiara.

After a moment, the diadem had nestled itself onto my head, hiding in my hair; only the two Equine Ears showing on top of my head.

“Wow, just wow!” I exclaim, in excitement.

While I am picking up the muzzle; she is producing the promised boots, only three different pairs of them.

“Whoa!!” I exclaim; “You really outdid yourself!” I conclude, mouth agape.

“These are the options, matching your description she had available!” she explains.

“Gold, Red, Black..” I mouth; “Poni, Deer, Bovine..” I continue; “and with matching shoes for each of them!” I conclude.

“I even got this oil, so you can treat your Latex shoes, in order to prevent them from decaying prematurely!” she explains.

“Thank you, Sis!” I exclaim.

“I took the liberty of polishing these shoes for you, so you can wear them a few days without care!” she supplies.

“You truly are the best, Sis!” I exclaim.

“When you try the boots on, you need to wear them barefoot, not even socks on!” she explains.

I select the Deer boots. Then I put the Latex Egg shoes onto the boots.

With the boots before me, I slowly slip my socks off of my feet; before I reverently slide my right foot into the first boot, before I slip my left foot into the second boot.

“Oh.. oh.. oh..” I mouth, breathing heavily; “it is almost as if they came prelubricated, with oil!” I suggest, blushing in embarrassment.

“Probably not, but it still feels good to slip your feet into them!” she responds.

“Oh, but it feels as if they had been!” I breathe.

“Yes, I guess it does..” she concedes; “but after a few minutes, you barely feel them, at all..” she supplies; “though I guess; it will take considerably more time, not to notice the hooves and the change to your posture!” she points out.

“Yes, I doubt I will be forgetting that any time soon!” I agree.

“I’ll leave you to explore these..” she suggests; “while I am exploring my own!” she confides.

With that, she is opening the door; stepping out, before she is closing the door behind herself. Out of sight, out of mind; with that, I am alone. It isn’t as if I forgot I had ever had a sister; but once she is no longer in my room, I am examining my gifts.

Had I had a mirror, I would have noticed my ears directed forwards; in eagerness and excitement, as I am focusing forwards.

I had noticed, how my ears actually do match the boots she had brought me. Even if my Hooves are Red, not Gold or Black.

After a moment of contemplation; I pick up my muzzle in my right hand, examining it for a moment before I put it on my face. I only need to press it into place, for a moment; before I can let go, forgetting I had even put it on. It feels as if it had genuinely been a part of me, as if I had been born with it.

The muzzle is matching my complexion, seamlessly; just that it takes the space where my nose had been, thus changing my face rather radically. As small as it may be, but it is still a drastic change.

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A New Day

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