AiE Chapter 6: Too Good To Be True

>Rarity(R): "Stop..ugh...struggling..you!!!"
"Gah!..I-it hh-hurts!!...*cough*..killing!!...me!!!
>R: "Nonsense!!...I..uh!..Just..need..ugh!!..Just...need...*huff*..to add. More. FORCE!!!"
Anonymous has found himself inside of a small shop called "Carousel Boutique"; a pony based clothing store operated by a unicorn called Rarity.
As she suddenly kidnapped Anon and forced him into the store; various outfits and pieces of clothing are being tried on him.
Fluttershy; a yellow pegasus who was with Anon, quietly sits in a corner and observes. Currently there is a small shirt that would normally fit an adult stallion being forced around his neck; the shirt was black with oversized buttons and frills at the collar.
There was also an large gem intricately sewed into the base of the shirt where the first button should be. It was nicely made; however, the shirt was three sizes too small for him, but this did not stop Rarity from trying to force the outfit on Anonymous anyway.
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"Crazy!..Horse!!..*gack!*..IT. WONT. FIT!!"
>Rarity(R): "Don't..ugh...be such..a..FILLY!"
>Rarity was standing on your hip as she was pulling a nice button up shirt by the collar down your head, but due to the small size it failed to pass your nose and became stuck; resulting in the situation before you now.
>R: "It...can..fit!..Just..hold..on!"
"Gah!..HGBAAA!.."
>The nice shirt suddenly ripped to shreds under the hooves of the white unicorn; sending you both flying in opposite directions. As you hit your back against the side of the shop, you see a yellow pegasus hoover over you with a concerned look on her face
>Fluttershy(Fs): "Uuum...a-are you alright Anonymous?"
"This is all YOUR fault Fluttershy..."
>Fs: "I-I'm sorry! But Rarity isn't a bad pony...she's really generous and caring; she wouldn't hurt anypony."
>You get up rubbing the front of your face and nose; a slight red ring could be felt stinging the skin the collar of the shirt had been wrapped around.
"Look, I have to get to Twilight so I can start my community service hours; you're holding me up, and none of these clothes fit."
>Rarity stepped out from under a large pile of clothing she had crashed into; her once nicely done dark purple mane was now messed up as strands of hair stuck out in different directions.
>She angrily stomped over to where you stood; levitating a roll of measuring tape as a fire burned brightly in her determined eyes.
>R: "I will not be deterred by this! In order to become even more magnificent than I already am; I will create clothes for even different species...now HOLD. STILL."
>The roll of measuring tape shot across the room and circled around different parts of your body; Rarity began mumbling measurements to herself as the tape wrapped around each section.
>When she finished jotting down the information she took a deep breath and concentrated; suddenly a needle and a large pile of thread floated over to where she stood.
>The strand of fabric emitted a faint light blue aura as it threaded itself through the needle and tied itself in a knot; the needle and thread then slowly began rotating in a circle around her head.
>R: "Okay, I will recreate the clothes you had on in any color of your choosing, now what color do you want?"
"*sigh* If I choose a color will I get to leave?"
>R: "Only after I have finished."
>There was no helping the situation, and you already wasted enough time as it is, so your best bet would be to go along with it.
"Fine, I want a black button up with a red design of some sort on the back; along with a pair of matching pants with a similar design please."
>R: "Hmpf, that sounds so bleak darling; wouldn't you rather have--?"
"Black"
>R: "But there are so many--"
"And."
>R: "Colors to choose fro--"
"RED DESIGN OF YOUR CHOICE"
>R: "Fine! I can make this work, after all I AM the best fashion designer around."
>Suddenly red and black threads sprung to life and floated through the room; needles rose from the counters and flew towards Rarity before coming to a complete stop above her head.
>The threads eased their way through the needles as they began to dance around the open space, and a pattern could be seen forming in the air above Rarity.
>The threads crossed each other and spun together; forming the outline of a black shirt. The red needle and thread inserted itself halfway through the black outline of the shirt and began weaving itself into the middle, while the outline of some black pants came into view beside it.
>It was captivating how the shirt and pants seemed to form from thin air as the needles and thread quickly but carefully stitched themselves together.
>Red buttons flew past your left ear as they were delicately placed evenly down the black shirt; allowing the needle to then run a black thread of fabric through the small holes to make them stay in place.
>You turn to look at the black pair of pants that look remarkably similar to the ones you had on a while ago; they were almost completely finished as the red thread was stitching a design going up the side of the right leg.
>After about five minutes of watching the red needle and thread sew something into the back of the black shirt Rarity let out an a large sigh as the remaining fabric collapsed from the air and onto the table behind her.
>R: "Aaaand...done!"
>The end result looked like something out of a magazine, as the red shirt floated to your hands you see all the work Rarity had put into it. The black shirt had a red rose sewed into the back of it that branched out into the right sleeve, and red petals appeared to be stitched from the top of the rose to the bottom of the black pants.
"Wow...Rarity, this looks amazing."
>R: "I know darling, it's simply marvelous is it not?"
>You slide the outfit on without much struggle; the measurements Rarity took were dead on as the outfit fit on you with room to spare. You walk over to the mirror to look at yourself inside the outfit; the way the black fabric was sewed almost made the whole suit shine in the light.
>The red rose sewed on looked realistic as well, and the way the petal designs fell from your shirt to the side of your pants was simply artistic.
"Rarity... thank you, but...I can't take this."
>The confident look Rarity had suddenly vanished as she looked at you; stunned at the words that just escaped your mouth.
>R: "Is there something I did wrong? Did make it too loose? Are the pants too tight? I knew I should of--"
"No no no it's perfect, that's just it though...I can't afford this."
>Rarity seemed to relax a little after hearing that as she exhaled and let her head hang forward; she then chuckled slightly before speaking.
>R: "Oh, I thought it was something I did wrong! Payment won't be necessary...all I ask is that you let everypony who compliments your outfit know who made it for you."
"Wait...so you're letting me keep these free of charge?"
>R: "But of course...after all I DID bring you here against your best interests."
"Thank you Rarity, but I don't like owing people or ponies favors, so if you need help with anything come find me."
>R: "I'll keep that in mind Mr. ..."
>You suddenly realized you two haven't been introduced, with the kidnapping and all manners sort of escaped your mind.
>You reach out your hand and smile at the generous fashion designer that made your new clothes free of charge.
"Anonymous, but my full name can be a mouthful so just call me Anon."
>Rarity took your hand and held her head high; she was acting as if you had just offered her a dance at a fancy ball.
>R: It's a pleasure meeting you Mr. Anon, I'm Rarity; owner of the shop you see before you. I'll keep that offer in mind since you're the only human around to model a new line of clothing I have in store."
>If it meant more clothes you could have you wouldn't mind working as a model for her; after all, the outfit she made for you just now you wouldn't mind having another couple of sets of.
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>As you and Fluttershy exit the Carousel Boutique you see the sun hovering directly in the center of the clear blue sky; it wasn't as busy as before and most of the stands were quiet.
>Fluttershy(Fs): "Ummm...Anon?"
"Sup?"
>Fs: "I-I'm sorry I didn't help much when you were kidnapped; I just um, don't like confrontation, and Rarity is a good friend of mine so--"
"Oh! I had honestly forgotten about that, so don't worry about it."
>The yellow pegasus looked at you with those big sparkling teal eyes, she wore an expression that looked like her heart was on the verge of breaking.
"Really it's okay, in fact...I'm sorry for getting mad at you; I know you meant well, and Rarity was your friend, so in the end everything worked out. So...forgive me?"
>A small smile appeared on Fluttershy's face as she wiped away a small tear.
>Fs: "It's okay Anon I forgive you, and I'm sorry I made you sorry."
"Not as sorry as I am, I actually made you cry; so I'm sorry that you're sorry that I'm sorry."
>Fluttershy let out a small giggle as a pink blush formed from around her cheeks; you were baffled as to how ponies here can even blush with fur, but damned if it wasn't cute.
"Finally got you to smile huh?"
>Fs: "Thank you Anon, but I have to go feed the animals; Angel gets a little upset if I don't feed him on time."
>You didn't know who Angel was, but you decided you had took up enough of Fluttershy's time; you could find Twilight by yourself.
"It's okay Fluttershy, and thanks for your help."
>The yellow mare gently floated away into the sky; the way she flew wasn't fast, but it held grace; she kind of reminded you of a butterfly.
>The best way to get familiar with a place is to explore it, so with your bag in tow and new nice clothes you begin your expedition into the heart of Ponyville in hopes of finding Twilight Sparkle.
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>The town was a lot bigger than it seemed from the balloon as you walk through the various paths, buildings, and stands; each trail you followed led you somewhere new and unknown.
>Which would've been great if you were a tourist, but not so enjoyable as a person who just wanted to start community service, so they could move on with their life.
>You started to sweat a little as the sun bathed you in warm light; you figure it must be past noon, and you've probably been walking for about an hour with no progress in search for Twilight.
>You considered asking someone for directions, but almost everyone in this town kept a good distance away from you. They didn't look at you with fear as much as they did with caution; you kept your distance away from them and decided to keep to yourself, maybe in time they will grow used to you.
>For now however you were that unknown danger that they were taught to avoid, and it's probably better if they kept it that wa--
>???: "WOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW A HUMAN!!!"
"What the?"
>You turn to see a pink blur circling around you at high speed; the only thing you could make out were pink afterimages of what you assume is another pony.
>You couldn't move anymore as whatever was circling you had covered all of your sides; the pink circle then started shrinking in size as it closed in on you.
> You quickly grab and hold up the pink blur so that it doesn't slam straight into you, but all you see is a rubber chicken dangling from your gripped fist.
"The hell?"
>A distant giggle could be heard in the nearby trees around you, and a slight rustling of a nearby bush catches your attention. This was seriously starting to creep you out; you knew someone was watching, but you had no clue where they were.
>You slowly advance towards the green shrub as quietly as possible; keeping the amount of noise your feet were making to a bare minimum.
"Gotcha!"
>You tear open the bushes to find...absolutely nothing, but you could've sworn that there was something moving there.
>???: "What're you looking for silly?" a pink pony hanging on your shoulder said.
"THE FU--!?"
>You grab the pink mare without thinking and throw her across the road and into a tree. You never did react well to surprises, and she just happened to be too close at the time.
"Damn, gotta get ahold of myself..."
>You rush over to where you threw the pink pony and look around; only to see an empty tree swaying in the warm breeze.
"She was jus--"
>???: "Hey! It's not nice to throw ponies mister!"
>You recoil as you spot the pink mare hanging on your shoulder again, wearing a bright and large smile.
>Did she teleport?
>You thought that only the unicorns could do magic. Whatever the case she was seriously fast, and actually made contact without you being aware of it.
>The pink mare then began a rampage on your ear; talking in a never ending fast pace.
>???: "So are you new? I mean I KNOW your new because I know everypone in Ponyville and I've never seen you before! So when I saw you leave Rarity's I said "hey he isn't someone I've seen before, so I should follow him and say hey"; but anyways you walk pretty fast with those long legs of yours, and you stand up too! I mean WOW you're so different! Iqqqqs mean duh, you're a human, and I can't believe I actually get to meet one!!! *GASP* WE SHOULD THROW YOU A WELCOME TO PONYVILLE PARTY!! I'll get streamers, and banners, and a giant cake that says "Welcome to Ponyville" in chocolate frosting! OH OH OH, and I'll invite EVERYP0NY so you can make freinds with everypony and--"
"OH MY GOD MAKE IT STOP!!"
>You're now on the ground rolling around and holding your ears; screaming in agony as you try and rid yourself of the pain the pink mare unleashed on your ear.
>Her words seemed to physically enter your head and cause you pain; it was maddening the way she wouldn't shut the hell up either.
>With great effort you managed to grab her mouth and silence her; though she took no notice to the hand clasped around her mouth and continued talking, but only slight sounds of her voice were heard.
"LOOK, whoever you are, please stop talking like that; take a breath and speak SLOWLY okay?"
>The pink mare then nodded her head vigorously to show she understood, and you then slowly removed your hand; allowing the pony to speak freely.
>???: "Sorry about that, when I get excited I kind of get carried away, but Pinkie Pie is my name, and parties are my game!"
>She then slipped on a party hat and sunglasses from thin air to emphasize this, and began bouncing around and humming.
"So let me get this straight; you throw parties for a living?"
>Pinkie Pie(Pp): "No! Silly filly, throwing parties is my special talent! I'm a baker at the Sugarcube Corner for a living."
>Your stomach growled at the word "baker"; you haven't eaten since you arrived in Ponyville two days ago, and the hunger you felt began to take its toll.
>Laying back down you look at the sky that contained lazily floating white clouds; holding your hand over your stomach you start to imagine the breakfast you had at the palace and all the good food you wasted.
>Pinkie then hovered over you with a concerned look on her face; her bright cerulean eyes stared straight into yours.
>Pp: "Whats wrong? You don't look like like your in the mood for a party; you look more like when I do when I can't decide what kind of party I want to throw, and I'm all like "Pinkie pull it together", but I still can't make up my mind and then it gets all frustrating."
"It's nothing...I'm just a little hungry."
>Pp: "Well why didn't you just say so? Follow me!"
>The bright pink mare then proceeds to hop around you while repeatedly saying "Follow me!" until you gave in and lazily got on your feet and followed her to a place called "Sugarcube Corner".
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>You and Pinkie walked through town about ten minutes before coming to a large building that looked like an oversized gingerbread house with a cupcake for a roof.
>You immediately recognized this place; it was the same building you saw on the ballon that looked like it wad made out of sweets.
>As you walked through the door the aromas of sweet succulent desserts filled your nose, it made your mouth water and stomach churn in hunger.
>The small shop looked like it was made of sweets inside as well; candy cane colored beams lined the sides of the shop, while various baked goods and candy were on display behind glass shelves.
>There seemed to be a few customers in line waiting patiently to be served, as you walked by with Pinkie they all eyed you curiously, but by now you were used to that.
>What really caught your attention was the cupcakes that were so neatly placed behind the main shelf; they were made with nice little designs and looked delicious as they stood on display. You were so tempted to jump behind the counter that contained the sweet wonders you saw it wasn't even funny, but you held your composure as you followed Pinkie to the back room.
>Pinkie Pie(Pp): "Welcome to the Sugarcube Corner Anonymous!" Pinkie said while giggling.
>(Pp): "Now just hold on for one itsy bitsy teeny weeny second, and I'll be back with something really nice."
>The pink mare suddenly dissapeared from the room; leaving a comical looking cloud of dust where she had stood. Looking around the room you see a small chair and a wooden table that held lots of different ingredients you assume were for the cupcakes and whatnot.
>The room also included a large oven that was obviously used for baking; in fact you could still feel the heat radiating off the side of it. Making your way to the chair you sit down and slump over onto the table, hunger has you firmly in its grasp and you were starting to get lightheaded.
"Need...food"
>Pp: "Ta-daaa!!"
"OH JESUS!"
>Pinkie Pie reappeared beside you without warning or sound; causing you to temporarily go into shock.
>There was no getting used to that.
>How the hell is that even possible?
>There wasn't even a door behind you, so where did she even come from?
"Pinkie, STOP. DOING THAT."
>Pp: "Okie dokie loki! Oh, but I got something for you to chow down on!"
>Pinkie then pulled a silver tray of the most delicious looking cupcakes in the universe out from behind her; there was every kind of flavor you could think of and more placed side by side.
>There was chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, mint, double fudge, and some with sprinkles; the others were frosted with similar looking icing with designs of hearts, smiling faces, ponies, and candy at the top.
>As you pick one up you feel how warm it is; they felt as if they were fresh out of the oven. You wanted one so badly, but you couldn't afford to be indebted to anymore people...or ponies.
"I owe too many people as it is--" you begin to say before a pink marshmallow hoof cut you off.
>Pp: "I saw how guilty you looked when you were walking down the street in the clothes Rarity made for you, and I know you'll want to pay me back, so I have a request."
>"Finally, someone who gets how trade works" you quietly think to yourself.
"Sure, what do you want?"
>Pp: "I want you to enjoy as many cupcakes as you want with a smile; if you can do that then we'll call it even."
"No seriously what's the catch."
>Pp: "You play catch!? So do I!!"
"You're playing dumb on purpose."
>Pp: "Sorry Anon, Mrs.Cake wants me up front for a bit so just hold tight for a little bit, and remember... enjoy the cupcakes!"
>And with that Pinkie dissapeared in another cartoon like cloud, leaving you and the tray of cupcakes alone.
"*sigh* I guess if she was serious I should just enjoy; it's not like I'm not hungry as hell anyway."
>You pick up a cupcake and begin eating, and by eating you mean temporarily losing your mind while gobbling down the heavenly tasting treats.
>They tasted divine; the palace desserts wasn't anywhere near as delicious as the works of art you were eating. Each one was warm, soft, and melted in your mouth; it was so delicious you didn't even notice you had eaten over half the plate.
>After finishing the last one you feel thoroughly stuffed and comfortable.
"Alright! Time to find Twil--"
>You collapsed without completing the sentence; you forgot how much energy it took to move around without sufficient nutrition, and as a result when you finally did get something that filled you up your body demanded rest as well.
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>After some time you jolt awake; you feel a cold trail of drool beginning to dry on the side of your face. You look around to see that you are in the same room, and from the looks of it you passed out after you stuffed your face.
"Oh nice move Anonymous, not rude at all.." you say to yourself while hitting your head with your hand.
>You notice a warm pink blanket had been wrapped around you; it smelled just like cotton candy for some reason.
>Did Pinkie wrap this around you when she saw you were asleep?
>It was just unrealistic how kind these mares where; you were gonna have to find a way to repay all of them eventually.
>You get up and stretch; feeling one hundred and ten percent better. You were ready to search the whole town if you needed to in order to find Twilight.
>You make your way over to the corner you set your bag in and throw it over your shoulder.
"Alright, ready to go."
>Stepping out of the small room you see Pinkie sitting at a table with an unknown pony; from the looks of it a female pony with a small cowboy hat with a blonde mane and an orange coat.
>Upon seeing you they both get up and trot over to you, Pinkie was carrying a small bag on top of her head.
>Pinkie Pie(Pp): "Anon you're up!! Let me introduce you to Applejack; she's one of my best freinds and decided to drop by to buy some sweets, but then said "ah' have to go see Twilight fer somethin", then I said "oh my gosh what a coincidence because YOU have to go see Twilight too, so I said--
>Applejack(Aj): "Pinkie, ah think you've said enough here, anymore and you'll start driving ponies insane again."
>The orange pony named Applejack spoke with a southern like accent; after Pinkie stopped talking she stepped forward and looked at you with sparkling emerald green eyes.
>Aj: "Howdy, names Applejack and ah' doubt ah've seen ya before." she said while tipping her hat forward.
"My names Anonymous, but you can call me Anon."
>Pp: "Okay, since were all good and introduced you two should get a move on; it's getting pretty late."
"Late? Just how long was I asleep!?"
>Aj: "Bout' four hours."
"Damnit, knew I shouldn't of ate all those cupcakes..."
>Pp: "Well!?"
>You look down at Pinkie who stared at you with those bright cerulean eyes that Sparkled in the light; it was funny how animated and cute these ponies were.
"Oh yeah, thanks Pinkie...for the cupcakes and the blanket; I will repay you when I get settled in."
>Pp: "That's not what I meant."
"Huh?"
>Pp: "Did you enjoy the cupcakes you had? Because if not then you owe me for all the ones you ate."
>This actually caused you to laugh a little before getting on one knee so you could look her in the face.
"Pinkie, I enjoyed every single last one of them." You say with a sincere smile.
>Pp: "Then we're even...and take this too."
>She then leaned her curly pink head forward; presenting the bag to you, as you pick it up you look inside to see a small box that had "Sugarcube Corner" written in pink letters.
"Pinkie I already owe you enoug--"
>Before you could finish Pinkie pushed you and Applejack out the door with a bright smile; before you could turn around she quickly shut the door, followed by a small pink hoof quickly flipping the sign in front of the store from open to closed.
"Damnit."
>Aj: "C'mon Anon there ain't no negotiating when it comes to Pinkie."
>You sigh in defeat as you and Applejack begin walking to Twilight's place, as the sun begin to set you resolve to paying everyone you owe back in some way; all the way down to Celestia.
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>The orange tinted sun slowly faded away as a bright large white moon came into view; the night air was slightly chilly as it nipped away at your exposed limbs.
>Applejack seemed unfazed by the chilly air; most likely because of her coat of fur. It was a little akward walking through town with her; she seemed interested in you with the constant side glances, but when she saw you noticed she quickly whipped her head back around.
"You know Applejack, you can ask me a few questions if you want."
>The mare held a hoof up to her chin for a second before shrugging.
>Applejack(Aj): "Hmmm.. nah y'all are new here; wouldn't be to kind of me to ask ya a bunch a' questions."
"Mind if I ask you some to kill some time?"
>Aj: "Not at all."
"I notice every pony here has some kind of tattoo of some kind."
>Applejack then turned and faced her lower backside.
>Aj: "Oh ya mean our cutie marks? Each ones different and they stand for that ponies special talent."
"So yours would be...eating apples?"
>Aj: "Nope, bucking."
"Say what now?"
>She then makes a strange motion in the air with her hack hooves.
>Aj: "BUCKING, ain'tcha ever heard of bucking?"
"You mean like kicking?"
>Aj: "*sigh* Close enough ah' suppose."
>???: "Hey Applejack!"
>You and Applejack turn to see a small purple lizard with with green eyes and a matching set of green scales going down its back. It had the voice of a preteen male so you decided it was a boy...lizard thing.
>Aj: "Spike? What're y'all doin out here at this time o' night?"
>Spike(S): "Twilight is sorta freaking out about missing an Anonymous object or something...so...who's your friend?"
>You reach out your hand as Spike grabs and shakes it.
"Anonymous, human."
>S: "Spike, dragon."
>You suddenly feel a sharp pain in the back of your head before passing out.
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As Anonymous falls to the ground Applejack and Spike see a demented looking Twilight behind his unconscious form; her mane was frizzled looking and her pupils were the size of dots. She laughs maniacally while caressing her front hooves.
>Twilight Sparkle(Ts): "AHHHAAHAHHA I FINALLY FOUND YOU, YOU MADE ME TARDY FOR TWO DAYS ANONYMOUS, TWO!!! WHOLE!!! DAYS!!!"
>Applejack(Aj): "Twilight what in tarnation did y'all do!?"
>Ts: "Oh, hello Applejack, your assistance is no longer needed. I hit him with a knockout spell so he wouldn't disappear again, when he wakes up we'll have a nice loooong talk. Come along Spike."
>Spike: "*sigh* Yes Twilight..."
On that note Twilight left; dragging Anonymous's unconscious body with magic back to her home; leaving a dumbfounded Applejack standing in the night.
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End Of Chapter 6: Too Good To Be True