Living Under The Moon Chapter 5 (73-83)

"I don't see why it's a big deal."

"Cause I've been a fan of hers for a loooong while" You say "I will be even worse than you were when you met Luna!"

"Oh," she takes a second to reflect " I really did dweeb out there didn't I?"

"I'll be even worse" You mumble, knowing that the 4 of the mane 6 you've met would probably make you dissolve into a pile of oozing red paste.

"Well. Our appointment is in an hour or so" Trixie tells you.

"And that is even worse!" You freak grabbing a can of pony-cola.  opening it and chugging it nervously "I'm gonna unleash all my spaghetti all over everyone!"

"I don't, think it would be /that/ it's not like it's gonna be more awkward than what I'll have to put up with" Trixie attempt to lighten you up "Last I saw her I called her mane a birds nest."

"Oh yeah, you have that whole braggart thing going"

"It was part of my job!" she defends. "Trixie seriously has no idea why they got so bent out of shape because Trixie was doing her job!"

"Those nasty ponies"  You chuckle sipping your drink "So when can we go?" You say. seeing a set of saddle babgs near the door, you can spot your armor inside of it.

"When ever you want, Rarity has said early arrival's are welcome."

"Well," You pause tilting your head back and chugging down the remains of your soda. "Let's do it."

"Oh awesome!" eh clicks her hoof on the floor " That means I can Finally try the teleport spell Luna taught me." She grins a bit as she goes to grab her saddle bag.

You follow suit slightly worried and curioius "Have you actually tried it?"

"Once. To get us here from the temple, took about three times and we landed on the snow peaks before we managed but we did it."

"Okay....so what happens if you screw it up?"

"Well, I won't" she says confidently "But if we did mess up we'd either end up in some weird alternate dimension, or less inconvenient a few miles in a random direction from where we wanted.

"Oh, that's...Nice."

Trixie luaghs before closing her eyes. "Now let's give this a shot." She calmly speaks as you suddenly feel sparky, tingly, heat, the kind of sensation from touching a plasma globe thing.

Everything in your vision is suddenly obscured in a bright jagged pink color, the single second that occurs feels like it's pulled out into several minutes as the flesh under your fur zips and tingles as what feels like bolts of electricity are traded along each follicle of hair.

And then it's over.

You suddenly find yourself standing in the town square of Ponyville.

Behind you you hear the ear piercing "YES!" as Trixie does an air guitar motion "Oh that felt even better than the first time!" she giddily hops around you "Oh that was amazing! I'm getting so much better now after practicing while you were asleep."

A chuckle passes as you watch her geek out over her success "Well that's good...but we're not completely at Rarity's you know." You tell her, almost dissapointed to say so. It /was/ pretty impressing

"And walking will kill us?"

"Fair enough." You nod, "Lead the way?"

"Oh how gentlecoltly." she notes as she walks ahead of you.

At this point you realise this is the first time you've actually ever been casually dressed, aside from all your armor in your saddle bag.

And by Casually dressed. You mean no clothes.

You are in public naked.

Just like everyone else.

You're okay with this!

Okay, yeah it is a little odd to feel air all over your whole body, but it's pretty cool in it's own way. You look around slowly taking a note of everyone's activity.

Nobodies staring.

This is good. And then as you pass a lightpost you note a poster.

"Enlist in the Lunar Army."

Okay.  You're gonna be having a lot of new friends, aren't you? "Luna's looking for recruits?" You ask

"Oh, yes, Trixie forgot, but we'll soon have several people working with us."

"Do you know how many?"

"Nope" she smiled.

"Lovely."

The rest of the walk goes by quietly.

Soon the roof of Carousel  Boutique comes into view, forming a large pit in your gut as you approach.

Oh the marinara. "Trixie?" You mutter "I really don't know if I can do this..."

"Anon, We're going to look our best for the Galla." She states firmly "if I have to knock you out and paralyze you with a magic spell I will" she tells you turning to look you in the eye,

*Gulp.*

You nod slowly "okay," your voice cracks as you answer.

"Good!" she goes back to smiling as you continue walking. the building soon coming further into view.

Oh the next couple hours are going to be horrible.

fore you know it you're less than gently pushed through the doors of the shop.

You look out to see all the colorful, brilliant outfits as your heart thuds loudly in your chest.

And then you hear it. "Welcome to Carousel Boutique, where every garment is chic, unique and magnifique" She walks from behind a rack of clothes "I am Rarity, how may I help" She says opening her eyes to look at you.

Say something you idiot!

"Anon my Hi is name." You say out loud.

NOPE!

You casually look back to see Trixie standing behind you blocking the exit. You turn back to see Rarity looking at you with a smile "Ah, you must be Luna's guard"

"H-haha..hi" you say feeling a long string spaghetti noodle fall from your nose.

Trixie coughs "And Trixie is here as well,"

Rarity smiles a bit, though you can notice it's slightly forced upon seeing Trixie "Well, of course, just give me a moment" she says taking just a moment to hurriedly walk around you and her, though you sense she's giving you more attention.

"Oh you, you will be quite the challenge" she says circling you "I don't get to design for Stallions often" she say with a hint of excitement "ESPECIALLY, stallions as handsome as you"

EERRRHFSAFSFDGXFDFGSD

"Nah..no, I'm not handsome I mean"

"He's really modest," Trixie tosses a comment out.

"Oh hush," Rarity says "now let's see"  Suddenly you feel her hoof grasping at your own, tugging you along "To the back room we go, measuring takes a lot of work!"

"But what about me?!" Trixie asks as Rarity rushes you past her to the back room of the store.

"He's first" she says the excitement less hidden now.

You're suddenly ushered back into the room, lead up to a patform. "Now let's stand you up for me." She says nudging you up onto the platform, You feel awkward as you're greeted by no less then 8 reflection of yourself from every angle. You turn to see Rarity Rummaging around in a chest "Now where did I put that" you hear hear rambling as she roots around, "Ah-HA!"

You expect a rape kit but are surprised by a thick looking roll of measuring rope. Rarity smiles as she places her magnifying glasses on with her magic "Now, let's begin" she instructs you to hold out one hoof first

"You, are interesting to me" She says aloud as she starts, humming a few bars of song "So, Anon was it?"

"Yeah?"

"You seem shy to me, are you shy?"

"Uh, no, " you say "I mean, not by nature, I'm just...sort of a fan of your work is all" You say trying to hold back the urge to jump off the platform and hug her til you both die.

"Oh! So you've seen my shows?"

"Y-yeah" You're not lying.

"Ah, well no need to be shy" she assures you moving to measure the width of the bottom of your hoof "You do seem somewhat insecure to me"

"Well, Imight," you say quietly "I've never been exactly the most social"

"Ah, worried about what others will think darling?"

" A little" you say a bit "I was kind of tossed into my job, in a way"

"How is that?" she asks as she wraps the rope around the point where your shoulder and right leg meet, "I am curious how you got your position"

"It's kind of a blur, hard to explain I mean." YOu say as she allows you to place your leg down as she moves to the one on the opposite side repeating the process "One night, I was doing one thing, the next I was kind of suddenly Luna's body guard."

"Now I bet she consider's herself lucky to have such a fine stallion like you by her side"

"Again, I'm not really handsome"you say calmly "And I suppose, I mean, it's only been about a week."

It has been a week hasn't it? Well fuck it's been a hectic week.

"Oh you shouldn't be so modest, you'd be quite the catch"

"Miss Rarity, are you trying to seduce me?"

She bursts out in a laugh "oh you're too much, I'm just always interested  in personal talk with clients, as much as I dread it I'll do the Same for Misss Lulamoon out there" she explain stretching the rop out along your back now "Do you have any preferences; material color, suit style?"

"Well, not much, I'd like something with a little arm room, maybe short sleaves, would I be going to far if I requested a bowie?" You ask about that.

"There we go," she says excitedly "any colours in mind?"

"I'm open to suggestions, I know you'll be able to make the right suit" You feel a smile on your lips.

"Oh, now I KNOW I liked you the minute I saw you, willing to be the source of inspiration and add to it."

"Well, I do fancy myself a sort of artist, but I can never dedicate myself" You say, realizing you've lost that slight awkward feeling you had when you started talkoing with her.

"OH you must, must MUST, try some time and show me what you make darling, I'm sure it's simply fabulous." She tells you.

"Oh you're just saying that"

"YOu're too modest, you need to be more out there!" she says. Suddenly grabbing your tail making your let out a loud 'EEP!'

several more minutes go by and soon she's got all the measurements down.

"Alright, I do believe" she writes everythign down in a small note pad "I have all that I need" she says happily "I'll go to work on a design tonight, " Rarity states allowing you to step down from the platform " I do hope we get to see more of each other" she tells you before ushering you out to get Trixie. you had been gone a total of 83 minutes. give or take anyhow.

Triie looked as though she had planned to question you on the lengthy time period. but Rarity refused her the opportunity pulling her along into the back room leaving you in the lobby.

That, actually went better than expected, you were expecting the spaghettipocalypse.

You take a moment walking out the door.

"Hello Anon." A voice speaks near by. The voice sounds familiar.

But not Familiar in that it belongs to a friend.

You turn around, Standing there is a mare with Pale white, somewhat gray fur and a short but highly pointy horn, staring at you with light blue eyes.

"Remember me?" She asks. "I'm Ivory."