Crossing Anthology

The pony that brought me to this boutique had me sit on a cushioned couch while she prepared for whatever she planned to do to me. Judging by how damaged my armor is, I imagined that this is going to take one big chunk of time out of my schedule.

“So, what’s your name?” I asked.

“Rarity, the best you’ll find for fashion here in Ponyville, and your name?”

“Lemmour, and is this place really called ‘Ponyville’”?

“Why yes, aren’t you from Equestria?”

“Ma’am I’m not even from this planet.”

She looked at me with confusion; I guessed that to her and everyone else in this town, this is the only planet they know of. She then asked,

“A different planet, well that’s new, I don’t hear that unless it’s from a young filly playing pretend on Nightmare Night or something.”

“I’m from Planet Atevia, I spent a little time on Planet Earth, and then after a recent accident I came here. My jetpack failed on me so I crash landed into some forest nearby.”

“Oh you must be talking about the Ever-free Forest, no wonder you’re in such dreadful shape, the whole forest is just so icky!”

She got done with her preparations, she had set up a chair for me to sit in by a sink, and on the counter next to the sink were some hair accessories and combs, and such. I sat in the chair and leaned back. The crash from earlier left me pretty disoriented so while she was fixing up my hair I drifted off into sleep.

I had a dream of myself in a small room, then the window shattered open and someone came, the person raised his or her hand and shot out some sort of bolt of energy that made my whole body quiver and paralyze, for some reason I kept crying “SOAR!” “SOAR!” “SOOOOAAAARRRR!!!!” but there was no response, and I was taken away from the room out of the window.

The dream was over; Rarity woke me up saying,

“All done, you look smashing!”

Using her unicorn horn she telekinetically levitated a mirror in front of me. I looked completely different, my hair was slicked back, cut and trimmed, and the back was les split-ended than before.

“Wow, this looks great! Thank you!”

“You’re most welcome.”

“So what’s the damage?”

I had my pocket ready to pull out whatever money I had, though thinking of it now would she accept U.S. currency? She shook her head and told me,

“No that’s quite alright, it’s free of charge. By the way, I also found some outfits that I think would look great on you.”

“May I see?”

She pushed a wheeled rack of many formal shirts and slacks. She had me try on every one of them until we found one that was perfect; a collared shirt with a gem necklace, the back of it came down to the back of my knees. It came with a nice pair of slacks to. Out of curiosity I asked,

“Pardon my confrontation, but why are you being so nice to me and giving me these clothes? We only met about an hour ago.”

“I like to do these kinds of things with everypony who comes around. It’s fun for me.”

I examined the attire a little more; they all looked to be stitched without excessive use of a machine.

“Did you make these?”

“Oh yes, all of them.”

I then saw a rather small outfit, it had a hole in the back for a tail but looking at its shape it didn’t look like it was for a pony.

“What’s this one for?”

“Oh… That’s for a friend, if we can ever find him.”

I then noticed some melancholy in her voice, I asked with concern,

“What’s happened to him?”

“He was kidnapped recently, and we have no clue where he could possibly be. Twilight told me that a strange unicorn pulled him towards her and teleported him away. I feel so worried for him. I can’t imagine how Twilight must feel, all cooped up in that library alone to feel scared and nervous for her little Spikey-Wikey.”

Tears began to fill her eyes, I felt like I should have poked at that subject. But it did give me an idea, she mentioned a library, I could use that to find my way around this planet and find my team. I then asked,

“Rarity, could you take me to this, Twilight?”