Business at Carousel Boutique has been picking up ever since the Royal Wedding. While the work has been a godsend, Rarity soon finds herself buried in custom orders, fussy Canterlot ponies, and deadlines she's unsure she can meet.

At the end of her rope, she remembers that time there were simply too many Pinkie Pies, and has an idea.

What could go wrong?

(Story inspired by a comment left by MarineMarksman on another story of mine, Oh, you. Thanks for the inspiration!)

Edit 10/9/13: Guys, this is NOT a Sparity fic. Please do not add this fic to Sparity groups or Sparity folders in groups. I have no idea what made you think this was a Sparity, but regardless, please stop.