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- *Note* im not the original writefag just putting it into pastebin form, the first chunk was a prompt and a writefag took it from there.
- >order your own Rarity
- >get excited that life is worth living now
- >the package arrives and soon you find there's some assembly required
- >the manual is in Russian
- >you're pretty sure some of the parts don't fit together
- >her right foreleg is a different color
- fucking shady resellers, never again
- >She's not Rarity
- >Her coat is off-white
- >Her smile is crooked
- >Her eyes don't shine like they should
- >Her right foreleg is pink
- >You finish assembly anyway
- >She blinks several times before she looks at you
- >"I am Rare. Nice to meet you, Dining."
- >Did she just call you Dining instead of Darling?
- >Her accent is painfully wrong
- >She tries to walk toward you, but her legs don't quite work right
- >You are certain you assembled hey correctly, you were extremely careful
- >Her legs tremble
- >After a few steps, she stops
- >At this point, you can tell she is having trouble standing up at all
- >Her new expression is disconcerting
- >Her lips are contorted into a crooked frown
- >She tries to close her eyes, but her eyelids don't close all the way so that you can still see some of the whites
- >Her ears droop
- >She must be in pain
- >She's not Rarity, but your heart can't take this
- >You lift her and hold her in your arms
- >She looks you in the eyes
- >Mostly
- >You now notice that one eye is sightly off
- >"Thank you, Dining"
- >She tries to nuzzle your chest, but stabs you with her horn in the process
- >Wincing, you adjust her head
- >She doesn't seem to mind as long as you are close
- >She really is very soft and warm
- >You scratch her ears
- >She's not Rarity, but you could get used to this.
- >Be Rare
- >You simply awoke today
- >You don't know anything
- >Except that you are Rare, you want to be fabulous, and you call others Dining
- >You do not question these things, despite not knowing what fabulous means and not ever having met another being
- >You open your eyes and look around
- >Your eyes fix on the first thing you see
- >Another creature
- >What is it?
- >You greet it
- >"I am Rare. Nice to meet you, Dining."
- >The features on Dining's face change
- >You don't know what that means
- >You feel that you must meet Dining
- >You begin to walk
- >You have never done this before
- >It is very difficult
- >You don't know which leg goes first
- >Sometimes when you move a leg, it hurts
- >You don't like walking
- >You give up, but your legs are in an awkward position
- >You feel more hurt
- >A lot more
- >You don't know what to do
- >Your mind races
- >It does not race very long, it has nowhere to go
- >You are so confused
- >You close your eyes to shut out the hurt
- >The bottom of your eyes feel more dry than the rest, but you don't know why
- >What are you feeling?
- >You have never felt before
- >You don't like feeling
- >Suddenly, you feel yourself rising
- >The pain in your legs vanishes as you feel something warm and strong around you
- >You look up to see Dining holding you in its appendages
- >You feel differently now
- >You feel warm and pleasant
- >You like Dining
- >Dining saves you from bad feelings
- >You want to tell him
- >"Thank you, Dining"
- >You want to get closer to Dining, so you move your head into Dining's chest
- >Dining moves your head a little and scratches your ears
- >You really like Dining
- >You are thankful that the world around you isn't as harsh as when you woke up
- >You don't want Dining to put you down
- >Be Rarity
- >You wake up and are immediately aware of who you are
- >You love designing and fashion
- >You know you are here to make a friend
- >You look around the room
- >It is poorly-lit and disorganized
- >You see the human
- >He's a mess
- >His hair is greasy and disheveled, his beard is untamed all the way to his neck
- >His t-shirt, jeans, and white socks are all ugly, ill-fitting, and worn out
- >And the sweaty smell...
- >He could really use a makeover
- >But what makes you flinch is his expression
- >He is looking at you with intense, desperate eyes
- >You try to hide your initial disgust
- >To make a good first impression, you clear your throat and straighten your posture
- >"Hello, darling. I am Rarity."
- >He begins to tear up, then slowly gets up and walks out of the room with the head down
- >Well, that went swimmingly
- >He must think you hate him with a performance as unconvincing as that
- >Come on, Rarity, you can be more presentable than that
- >But you decide not to chase him, and instead investigate the room
- >There's not much here besides the usual living room things
- >A chair, table, TV, mantle...
- >Oh, there are pictures on the mantle!
- >You must see them
- >Each one depicts the human with...
- >Some ugly bootleg version of you
- >Her face is uncanny, her coat is discolored
- >Eugh, why is one leg pink?
- >You take a closer look at the human
- >His fashion sense is poor, but he is at least clean
- >And he's smiling in all of the photos
- >The pony doesn't look like she's smiling, but with context in mind you assume she is
- >You look around the rest of the house, avoiding the room you saw the human enter for now
- >You see no sign of your failed doppleganger
- >The thought strikes you
- >Are... You, the illustrious Rarity, a replacement?
- >You push open the door to what you assume is the human's room
- >He is face-down on his bed
- >Though a little jealous of the knockoff pony, you don't want to see the human like this
- >"H-hello? Are you okay?"
- >He flinches at the sound
- >He wipes his eyes on his pillow before turning his head to look at you
- >As if you didn't know he was crying...
- >He takes a moment to compose himself
- >In a dull, deep, throaty voice he introduces himself as Anon
- >He says that buying you was a mistake, and he's sorry for all of this
- >You wave a hoof
- >"Oh, darling, buying me was not a mistake!" You say with a wink
- >He smiles a little
- >Progress!
- >But after a moment, his frown returns and he flops back down, face in the bed
- >You can barely make out his muffled voice
- >"If only you knew..."
- >You were sure he said that
- >"If only I knew what?"
- >Silence
- >"Is it about that pony that looks... A little bit like me?"
- >He tenses a little, then slowly gets back up
- >"I guess you found the photos... I forgot how smart you would be. I guess there's no reason to hide it now..."
- >He tells you about a pony named Rare
- >He accidentally ordered her in an attempt to get you
- >She was so pathetic and useless, but he loved her so much
- >He had to teach her how to walk and eat
- >He even house-trained her
- >You wince at how undignified it would be if you had to learn those things
- >But he looked so earnest and nostalgic as he told stories
- >Her first bath, playtime, introducing her to his friends who also fell in love with her
- >And many, many upsies
- >Upsies were her absolute favorite
- >She was a disaster of a pony, but you could tell there was a hole in his heart
- >His speech began to falter
- >Apparently, her defects caught up to her
- >Only 3 years after she arrived, her body started to fail
- >No veterinarian or pony specialist could do anything, she was far too defective
- >Her last words we, "Pick me up, Dining"
- >He broke down, head in his hands
- >Your heart plummets through the floor
- >You can't be jealous anymore
- >You must make him feel better!
- >You must!
- >You MUST!!
- >You crawl up onto the bed and cuddle up to him
- >He doesn't even notice
- >You give up after a few minutes
- >You suddenly have an idea
- >You don't like the idea, but you feel it's the only thing you can do
- >You leave the sobbing human alone and go outside
- >You find a patch of dirt among the tall grass
- >No, Rarity, you can't, it is filthy!
- >But you must!
- >You saw him, he needs this
- >After much hesitation, you get on the ground and roll in the dirt
- >This is horrible, but it will be worth it
- >You shake off excess dust until your coat looks only slightly dirty
- >You walk to his shed, find a bucket, then fill it with water from the spigot attached to his house
- >You normally use this spell on fabric, but you hope it works on water
- >Sure enough, the water turns pink
- >You start to argue with yourself in your head again
- >Will this ever come out?
- >You can't permanently ruin your coat like this
- >Rarity, get a hold of yourself!
- >This is what friends do
- >Your face contracts, and you slowly begin to dip your right foreleg into the pink water
- >You can't look
- >You feel the water reach just past your knee as your hoof touches the base of the bucket and realize how silly of an idea this was
- >There were no other bigger containers, this will have to do
- >You shake off excess moisture, poke your head inside, and pull a handtowel to you with magic
- >It is filthy, but you have no choice
- >With your leg dry, you enter the house
- >You walk up to his doorframe, but stay out of sight
- >You can still hear sobbing
- >You can do this Rarity, just play the part
- >You take a deep breath and enter the room
- >With the worst accent you can muster, you say
- >"Hello, Dining"
- >His head jerks up, mouth agape
- >He looks horrid, even worse than before
- >He wipes his tears on his arm
- >He slowly gets up and approaches you
- >You nervously shift your posture, but you dare not back up, for his sake
- >After a long pause, he hugs you with all his might
- >Oof, too much might
- >But you bear it and return the embrace
- >He's crying, but it's different now
- >It's sad, but not desperate
- >After what seems like hours, he lets go
- >"Rarity, you are too good to me... Thank you."
- >You smile confidently, thankful you did the right thing
- >"I... I think I can move on now. You can clean yourself up now."
- >Oh thank Celestia
- >You bolt to his nasty bathroom
- >At least the bathtub is acceptable, so you draw a bath
- >Fortunately, the pink came out too, after some scrubbing
- >You dry yourself off with the cleanest towel you can find and return to his room
- >He is wistfully looking at a photo of Rare on his nightstand
- >You clear your throat
- >He turns to you and smiles slightly
- >"You are looking more like yourself, Rarity."
- >"Oh, yes, of course I do, Anon. But don't worry about me, let's talk about YOU."
- >"What?"
- >"You're a wreck, Darling! Let's get you cleaned up."
- >And so you spent the rest of the day re-teaching him how to take care of himself
- >The rest of the week, actually
- >His life had been in shambles before you pulled him out of it
- >But it has no effect on your natural poise
- >You know there is a handsome gentleman under there
- >You just have to find it
- >That's fine, your work was cut out for you
- >You are the illustrious Rarity, master of makeovers
- >Besides, your new human friend is worth it.
- End.
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