What It's Like To Call This Place Home

After several minutes of walking, Sumarus stopped in mid-step in-front of a round building with a flamboyant sign that read 'Carousel Boutique'. "Ah, here we are!" Sumarus entered, noticing the mannequins were all shaped like ponies. "Hm... This is very odd." he said as he put his hand to his chin.

"What, may I ask is it that you find odd?" asked a voice coming down the stairs.

"Well, if you are the creator of these rather... antique designs... then you are the one I am looking for." Sumarus stated, making the body of the voice halt halfway down the staircase.

"What? Antique?! My designs are far ahead of the fashion world!" exclaimed an Alabaster unicorn racing down the stairs.

"If you were designing for a 1840s themed gala, maybe." Sumarus stated smiling.

"And maybe you should leave my store, now!" she looked at him for a second "And get a clean set of clothes."

"I never stated that it was bad, nor did I insult you, now did I?" he questioned.

"No, but your tone suggested otherwise." she retorted.

Sumarus hit his forehead with his palm "Oh, I am terribly sorry... I have been informed of this problem before." Sumarus looked around, scanning the dresses "I can not control my tone, however I will make up for my rudeness!" he stated then noticed a few problems with a particular piece. He lifted his hand as the holes in his palms opened, releasing five hair thin, needle pointed wires, from each palm.

"You don't have to do tha- NO STOP THAT ONES NOT FINISHED!!!" She yelled as seven of the wires lifted the dress, and the other three began sewing new thread into the design, causing little change to the design. "Wait, keep the first, and third thread in place, but continue the other two until they meet."

"So you see the change I am making? Good." Sumarus stated Smiling. "Where are my manners, I am Sumarus, SC-21."

"My name is Rarity." she replied smiling

Several hours later Rarity returned from retrieving a few new spools of thread, Sumarus ran out in the middle of another design. "I'm back! I hope i didn't take to lo-" she stopped as she noticed several stacks of finnished dresses and suits sitting on a few tables, Sumarus folding and sewing at the same time, using the wires from all the holes on his back. "Wha- I thought you ran out of thread.

"I lied, my nanobots can synthesize a thread made of any material I can think of, just as fast as i can use it." he smiled at her "I used the lie to make this surprise for you, I only got one eighth through your Design book, In each color too." he stopped smiling.

"You managed to do three years worth of work, in two hours!" she exclaimed.

"I know, I must e lagging from corrupt data... I only got halfway through what I had planned." he frowned "I must have Dimitri look at my Memory unit, and Processors..." He finished the current dress, then folded it, depositing it on a stack of the similar dress in several different colors. "I will be off now." he began to move toward the door, as his tendrils moved back into place

"Now wait just a minute!" she snapped, making Sumarus stop and look to her "What did you mean by 'surprise for you'?"

"Is it not obvious?" he paused waiting for an answer, when he got none, he continued "I did this because in the five hours I have known you, I have learned very much, and what I have learned is... I have developed new feelings for you, your personality, the fact that your so generous and forgiving. If you were not, you would have thrown me out when I modified the first dress."

"Oh, well, that was surly unexpected." she stated.

"It does not hurt that you, unlike me, care that you make a good impression on all you meet, and have a high natural beauty." he stated, causing her to blush.

"Y-You can stay here tonight if you want." she stated blushing.

Sumarus Smiled "Thank you, for giving me a chance."

Anitchka punched the wall "WHAT THE HELL?!?" Anitchka yelled "I THOUGHT THE BASE GOT NUKED!!!" he stood, grabbing and smashing his throne into the wall.

"What is the matter my love?" Trixie asked as she entered the room.

"TWO MORE OF THE DRONES DMITRI DESIGNED TO FIGHT ME ARE STILL ALIVE! AND WHATS WORSE, OUT OF A HUNDRED, IT JUST HAD TO BE TWO OF THE FIVE MOST DANGEROUS ONES!!" he roared, making the light blue unicorn jump. "At least two of the five are dead, but the other three are here and alive!

"Try to calm down, they cant possibly win the upcoming war. There are only seven of them" She moved closer "against an army of us."

Anitchka lifted her into a hug "Ah... but of course, that is why I had that waste of atoms, Sombre, contact the changeling queen in the first place..." he looked into her eyes "But, SC-21, he is the worst, do you want to know why?"

"If it will help to calm you, then yes." she answered as he put her down.

Anitchka levitated what remained of his throne, placing it back into its spot, then sat in said throne "That soulless killing machine has hair thin tendrils, he can make them into razor sharp wires, or dull enough to lift a flesh being, without so much as a scratch, in a nanosecond. He could lift a human, than rip him to pieces, before even a single drop of blood hit the floor." Anithcka put his chin in his palm "The worst part is he just steps into the shadows, and steps out in a completely different location altogether. He is literally walking death." he sighed with a half growl behind the breath.

Trixie smiled "Then we shall kill the walking death."