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 Rarity and the Magic Dress.
->Rarity never thought she would come face to face with a magic dress.
+>Rarity never thought she would come fact to face with a magic dress.
 >She stays up in her room, sorting her astronomical amount of clothes. Humming the same tune from the other story to herself.
 >Goes through her boot collection, goes through her blouse collection, her pants collection, her skirt collection, her other boot collection, her high heels collection...
 >Starts to make a mess in her room. Clothes lay everywhere on the floor like grass on the great plains.
 >But as Rarity goes through her dress collection, she notices something strange about one of the dresses she tossed on top of the other clothes.
 >It glistens in the morning sun, being in the path of the rays of light coming through the window.
 >The thing catches Rarity's attention, drawing her over and prompting her to pick it up.
 >It's a beautiful white and gold dress, a dress that Rarity does not remember buying.
 >She automatically worries that it may belong to someone else.
 >With a flick of her wrist, she tosses it onto the bed and plans to put it in lost and found when she goes shopping for more clothes later on this afternoon.
 >Eventually goes back to her dress collection after thinking too hard about it.
 >...
 >Something's wrong.
 >Rarity double and triple checks her collection for a certain black and blue dress she specifically remembers buying.
 >It's nowhere to be found.
 >Rarity looks back to the white and gold dress on the bed.
 >It's pretty obvious what happened; she must have accidentally taken one of Sweetie Belle's dresses while Sweetie accidentally took hers.
 >No big deal, she'll just ask Sweetie to check the collection she has in her room.
 >All she has to do is wait for Sweetie to get home.
 >That shouldn't take too long.
 >The hours go by, and it's around noon. Rarity is finally nearing the end of her inspection of her massive wardrobe.
 >She makes a list on a slip of paper, listing all of the new items she wants to find while spending the rest of the day at the mall buying clothes until it closes.
 >Rarity gets her purse and takes the dress on the bed with her to see from the mall records if she had bought it from there.
 >But before she does this, she pays a visit to Sweetie's room.
 >Sweetie Belle answers to the knock on her door. "Come in!"
 >Rarity enters the room, and sees Sweetie Belle on the computer with the lights off.
 >Besides the dim computer screen, the only light source is from the hallway right behind Rarity.
 >"Sweetie, I have a question. Is this dress yours?"
 >She holds it up in front of her sister.
 >Sweetie takes a long look at the black and blue dress.
 >"I remember that you said that you liked to wear white and gold, and I happen to be missing my black and blue dress from my room."
 >Sweetie makes the most confused face, seeing Rarity holding the very dress she said she's missing in her hands.
 >But she's too impatient to address this matter right now. "That doesn't look like mine. And black and blue aren't my colors anyway." She gives a lazy answer and waits for her sister to say okay and leave.
 >"That's... sort of what I thought." Rarity wonders to herself. "I imagine you wouldn't take a black and blue dress up to your room anyway. Oh well, thanks anyway."
 >"No prob, sis."
 >"By the way, I'm heading to the mall, would you like me to bring you back some ice cream?"
 >Sweetie Belle silently groans.
 >"Uh, no thanks. Mom said I'm not supposed to have too many sweets until my cavities are gone."
 >Rarity sighs. "Oh! Right, I completely forgot about that."
 >Sweetie actually lied. She already knows that Rarity would buy the ice cream and then carry it around for three more hours while she buys clothes.
 >She'd then return home with a fresh bowl of forgotten ice cream soup at room temperature for Sweetie Belle to promptly pour down the kitchen sink.
 >Rarity goes to her car and backs out of the driveway, making sure there is enough money in her wallet to buy anything she needs.
 >There's like, 2,000 dollars in there.
 >Rarity goes back in and gets another 1,500 just in case a new clothing trend is in.
 >She then drives over to the mall.
->Enters the front doors and immediately can't choose where she wants to go first. There are just so many things for her to choose from.
+>Enters the front doors and immediately can't choose where she wants to go first. There are just os many things for her to choose from.
 >She goes to the shoe section first.
 >...
 >An hour and a half later, Rarity rolls her cart around the aisles. The cart is heavy and jam-packed with newly bought items.
 >Rarity has the white and gold dress on the outer rim to take to customer service.
 >She goes there.
 >"Ah! Miss Rarity! Glad to see you back... again." Greets the clerk.
 >"Oh you know me, darling. Always a regular here." She pulls the dress up to the counter. "I have a couple of questions about this dress."
 >Rarity asks the clerk to check the receipts again and again, but the dress apparently wasn't sold at the mall at all.
 >There is no solution from addressing the clerk about this either, and Rarity walks away with her confused eyes on the dress.
 >She goes around the mall buying more new clothes. Seeking out every sale she can find.
 >Rarity soon enters a dimly lit store.
 >She winks at the cool guys wearing their leather jackets and sunglasses in here. Generously giving them her attention.
 >But she looks down the the mystery dress on the rim of the cart and gasps.
 >It's black and blue now!
 >Rarity picks it up and recognizes the design; it's the dress she had been missing.
 >How in the world did it change colors?
 >She finishes shopping and hauls her large collection of newly bought clothes home.
 >The back bumper of the car screeches on the road as she drives; the lid of the trunk can hardly handle this.
 >Rarity pulls in to her driveway, and the combined masses of the clothes in her trunk and the clothes in her closet are near eachother enough to start gravitating together.
 >The densities of the clothes clusters pull the closet door off the hinges and Rarity's car into the air.
 >They crash together, combining their mass into one hyper-dense ball of fabric.
 >It collapses into itself under its own weight and contracts into a singularity.
 >The Rarity singularity.
 >It forms a supermassive black hole that swallows the entire solar system.
 End.