After Connor and I finished our breakfast, we bid farewell to the others, and I made our way to one of the palace washrooms so I could give my little boy a bath. I turn my head to look at him with his little arms wrapped around my neck as he lets out a comforted sigh. My heart melts at the sight as I lean in to give him a tender kiss on his cheek.
He gives a little blush at the kiss and lets out a soft giggle. “Mommy, what are we going to do today?” He asks me with his usual soft and polite tone.
We arrive at the washroom and I use my magic to open the doors. I turn my head toward him as I trot inside. “That is a surprise darling, but I promise today is going to be special for my precious boy.” I give him a blushing smile and shut the doors behind us.
I trot over the tub and start his bathwater as I carefully levitate him off my back onto the floor. I look down at him with a warm smile. “Sweetheart would you like to take your bath alone or would you like for me to help give you a bath?” I reach up to tenderly stroke at his mane.
He looks up at me with a soft smile of his own and I hear a swallow escape down his throat. “Mommy, is it okay if I maybe take my bath by myself?” He wraps his little arms around my foreleg in a warm hug as I wrap my free foreleg around his small form.
I feel tears of joy sting my eyes at the gesture as I lean my head down to give him a kiss on top of his head. “Of course darling, that is perfectly fine.” A thought suddenly occurs to me. “I’ll tell you what Connor. While you’re taking your bath, I’ll make you a new set of clothes you can wear for today. How does that sound precious?” I stroke along his back as he looks up at me.
“Yes Mommy.” We gently break the hug and I turn of the water, but dip a hoof in it to make sure it was just right for him to take a bath in. I give a soft smile and nod as it is warm enough, and I use my magic to open the cabinets, levitating a towel, washcloth, a bottle of shampoo, and a bar of soap out.
I place the towel on the sink near the tub and the rest of the supplies on the tub. I look down at Connor “I’ll just be down the hall if you need me darling, okay?” He gives me a nod as I lean my head down and give him a kiss on the forehead before I trot out of the washroom and carefully shut the door behind me.
As I enter into the guest room we were staying in I immediately begin on creating my son’s new outfit. This time I decided to make an outfit of all royal blue. I decide to comprise it of a pair of soft wool pants, a white short-sleeved top, and a matching soft wool jacket.
Tsk…tsk…tsk… Rarity, what have you done? You’ve thrown away a great opportunity of becoming a widely known fashionista and expanding your business for being the mother of that little child. What are you thinking?!
Oh no, not you again. Why don’t you just leave me alone?! I’ve made my choice and the precious little boy deserves a caring family and a loving mother. I’m proud of my decision and by the understanding of my friends and the princesses, they believe I’ve made the right choice as well.
I try to shake away the nagging voice so I can continue working on Connor’s outfit. It takes me only mere minutes to complete his pants and top. Now I have to do is create the jacket and I’ll be all done. A proud smile creeps across my face as I concentrate deeply on adding the final touches.
Just imagine it though girl. Having all the fame, fortune, and upscale lifestyle you ever dreamed of, but that will never become a reality, you’ve chosen the life of a lowly, poor single mother.
Oh, would you please be quiet! I chose to be Connor’s mother, because he has gone through enough pain for a five year old. He has been abandoned by the ones who are supposed to be his real parents, abused by the hands of a foul creature who he simply calls ‘Sir’, and you want to try and convince me that my choice is wrong?! I thought you were supposed to be my conscience. You know, the voice that is supposed to support me with the choices I make.
I’m more than just your conscience dear, I’m the other half of you that yearns for those luxuries in a pony’s life; the fame, fortune, and the opportunity to live in the finest mansion in all of Equestria. Yet as I think about it, maybe having a little human child could really be beneficial in reality. Maybe not in the way I feel is right for you, but having him would make your life a whole lot easier.
I gasp at the egotistical, heartless thoughts that this other half of me is spewing at me. I’m able to finish my little darling’s outfit, but a look of frustration etches on my face.
What do you mean by that? Along with my friends, my family, having Connor as my fan will only make my life more joyous.
That might be true, but imagine not having to do anything around your home. Instead you could have your little darling of a son do all the work for you; you know, not only have him as your son, but your own personal servant.
I can feel my anger growing little by little. My brows furrow in anger, my lips purse into a scowl, and I stomp my hoof against the floor.
What?! How dare you refer to that precious little boy, my precious little baby boy as a servant? I could never do that to such a sweet and innocent little child as Connor.
Well, correct me if I’m wrong, but haven’t you always fantasized about some pony to serve you, answer to your every beck and call? Remember how you always dreamed of having a servant to give you a hooficure, organize your wardrobe, and better yet, perform all the chores around the house while you work hard on your designs.
Unable to resist the idea of having my hooves tended to, I let out a sigh, allowing a dreamy smile to replace my scowl.
Well…I…the thought of my hooves receiving a nice massage from such a sweet little boy, and for free does sound tempting.
That’s it Rarity, just imagine those little fingers relieving you of the stress of a day of dressmaking. Humans are the dominant species of Connor’s home called Earth, but you could put the little one in his place, and his place could be to serve at your hooves.
I hear a light-hearted giggle coming from my other half and it completely disgusts me. I would never, ever do that to Connor. A precious little boy such as he doesn’t deserve any kind of treatment like that; not a treatment like that he sustained from that ‘Sir’. I shake my head of these heartless thoughts.
No! Absolutely not! I cannot and will not do that to my son you vile voice! He is a wonderful child and I would never turn him into my personal servant, because he is my son and I’m proud to be his mother! So if you don’t like that, you can silence your tongue and never attempt to mess with my heart and mind again!
Tsk…tsk…tsk, such a naïve mare you have changed into of a sudden Rarity. Fine, I’ll leave you alone…for now, but everything would be a whole lot better if you would just make him into a true good little and obedient boy.
I stomp my hoof against the floor harder this time, causing me to retract it in pain. I shake it to get rid of the pain and clench my eyes shut feeling tears threaten to escape.
Enough! Just leave me and my son alone! Don’t you dare ever speak to me again! You don’t know what you are talking about. You’re just talking nonsense that only satisfies your fantasies.
I wait for a response, but after several seconds, there is none, and I let out a heavy sigh of relief. I close my eyes, take in a deep breath, and exhale deeply as I open them again. I levitate Connor’s new set of clothes and trot out of the guest room, down the hall.
As I approach the washroom, I carefully open the door, and trot inside to see my baby boy already out of the bathtub, wrapped in his towel. I trot up to him and look down at him with a warm smile. “Did you have a nice bath darling?” I reach up and stroke at his freshly washed mane.
He looks up at me with a bright smile, nodding his head. “Yes I did Mommy. The bath water was warm and comfy.” He lets out a giggle, earning a little giggle of my own.
I lean down to kiss him tenderly on the forehead. “That is good my precious.” I smile warmly down at him as I levitate his new set of clothes over to him. “I hope you like this outfit Conner.” He holds out his arms to receive them as I lay them in his arms and levitate his suit. “I’m just going to take this suit with me to put in my saddlebags sweetheart, and I’ll be right back so we can leave the castle and enjoy the day in Canterlot, okay?”
He nods his head. “Yes Mommy.” I pat at his back as I turn to trot out of the washroom and carefully close the door behind me.
I trot back down toward my room so I can place Connor’s suit in my saddlebags so I can wash them when we return to Ponyville. As I’m putting the suit up, a single, yet haunting thought forms in my mind.
I couldn’t really be that heartless to make Connor my own personal little servant. Not after all he has been through, could I?
...... that voice..... you heartless bitch!
i really do hate that voice so much and is Rarity going to tell Sweetie Belle that he is her new brother and that Rarity is his mother now and no you can't Rarity
Uh-oh. Please don't do that to him Rarity.
Nightmarity has returned!
I can't help but keep thinking of Nightmare Rarity....
on another note: it's almost Nightmare Night! so have this:
*takes out shotgun* I will kill the voice! Not Rarity, thought just the voice
Is there some way to have that voice removed? Because it really doesn't seem healthy.
Perhaps an appointment with Doctor Hooves is in order?
*takes if glasses* Mother of god...
The suspense....
Don't do it Rarity!
3274070 *pulls out a large supply of sharp instruments and volatile objects* here let me help MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
You overcomplicated it, the word in that situation would be bid.
As for the voice in Rarity's head, think long and hard for a moment Rarity, in all your years designing clothing how much did you truly care for the wealth and fame. Oh sure it was always a nice summit for your skills but then why not move to Canterlot where you'd probably have greater business, or even apprentice to one of the other designers and move up on your own.
I'll tell you why, Your in it for the Art of the Dress not the fame and gold, you do this work because for you it's a releasing of your artistic passions. You want that work appreciated yes, but not at the cost of what you hold dear. Save when you were Discorded and a lapse in judgment in Canterlot you have largely stood by your friends. Further you obviously value hard work, before Spike how else would you have dug up gems?
And as a piece of advice, success can lead to sloth. One of the many criticisms rising among the Colonial leaders prior to the American Revolution was the corruption in British Government due to their accumulation of luxuries and no longer working for the public good. In the Founders minds they felt the successful should serve, and whether you admit it or not you feel the same way. Do you honestly think once you are successful you'll suddenly enjoy more free time, 10 bits says once you've spent 2 weeks max doing this you'll find yourself going crazy to get back to designing and not even enjoying the luxuries you accumulate.
Now I'll address the voice specifically, shut up, lest I tear your tongue out of your throat and strangle you with it. The fame and wealth of a fashonista will not be long remembered (nor as enjoyable as you claim it), sure you may claim the fame of a mother will last only the life span of the child, but I assure you a good mother has more impact on the world then a famous fashionista.
The most likely source (had I known you weren't fully aware of the comics due to the rant on Spike you posted) would be Nightmarity somehow still holding some influence on her. Still can't rule out some fragment of Nightmare Moon of Course, doubt it's a Changeling because this is an internal voice, the only other option is Sombra and this doesn't seem like his style anyway, he's more upfront with his plans. That or "Sir" may be more than he's letting on... (What when your antagonist only has a title and little is known about him/her, their is a high probability he/she is more powerful than you initially think).
EDIT: And yes that last theory would imply this human has magic powers, wouldn't be the first time humans had magic, I could list a large number of fictional humans that possess(ed) magic. Paranoia isn't necessarily logical.
3273989 thats exactly what i have been thinking
3274437 Nightmare Rarity?
3274338
'cuts through door with chainsaw'
"ALL ABOARD THE PAIN TRAIN!!!!"
DEATH TO "THE VOICE!" Seriously, by now she should be ignoring it, unless we're talking dark entity? No, that'd be too out there... Still, got to wonder why this voice is pushing so hard for such a small thing?
Grrrr... curse that stupid voice to the fiery pits of the seventh circle of Tartarus!
3274935 I couldn't say it more angrier and more emotional than that my friend.
3274926 Let's just say 'The Voice' feels the best thing for Rarity is what it speaks of in making Conner her own personal little servant.
3274404 Thank you for pointing out that mistake, I'm going to fix it right now.
3274145 She possibly couldn't fall into that temptation of making Conner a little servant, could she?
3274101 I don't know about Doctor Hooves, but Zecora could maybe concoct a potion.
3274070 Yea, if you shot at the voice you would only be shooting at Rarity herself.
3273989 Love that song, and you shall find out my friend.
3273954 That is indeed a haunting feeling and very interesting idea.
3273934 Well, hm.. that would be tricky, because Rarity being Sweetie Belle's sister, that would make Sweetie Belle Connor's auntie Sweetie Belle.
3273926 Indeed.
3275052 if she does give in, I'll show her what it TRULY means to be afraid of the Dark
SQUISHY! We have another being to kill from this story.
3275052 yeah that would be tricky and i love it and please don't turn to the dark side Rarity he's is your son after all now not your own personal little servant and i really do hate that voice so much
NO RARITY, don't turn to the dark side! He's your son now, not a servant, don't let that dark half turn you! Oh and great chapter by the way.
why has the blue voice not been throat punched yet?
3275052 Or would I
The voice deserves the full and unadulterated wrath of broly.
I am a dbz fan btw.
Isn't a good sign of insanity when you talk to an alternate persona of yourself?
Don't do it.
3275100 Well, it won't be her though, it would be her, how can I put, egotistical spotlight stealing half.
3275161 Aw.. I hate that you had to wake him up from a nap if he was taking one. Now he's going to be after me since I'm the author.
3275350 That is what she needs to put before this nagging, famous starved voice, and that Connor is her son.
3275405 Thank you always my friend for the kind words on the chapter, and I really do hope Rarity will just block out the voice and focus on being the caring and loving mother we all know she can be for Connor.
3275476 Well, if it's been throat punched, Rarity would be throat punched as well. But if 'The Voice' keeps on, I'm sure Rarity wouldn't mind punching herself in the throat in order to shut it up for good.
3275979 I can tell, and I'm a bit of a DBZ fan as well. And I say 'The Voice" devers a good beating from Vegeta, my fav. character.
3276105 I believe so.
3276249 Yes Rarity, try to fight it as best as you can.
3276529 ok and yeah
3276549 No screw vegeta she needs Broly!
3276529 don't worry. He was chasing Litghning and Geo. the second person is this 'Voice' that no pony likes
man that voice is just a thorn on her side. just ignore it. awesome chapter man
3276645 Thank you my friend always for your kind words, and yes indeed, that voice/other half of her must be the Discorded Rarity.
3276825 Indeed it is, and indeed Rarity does need to ignore it. Thank you my friend always.
3277925 Hehe.. I know.
3276529 you can still put different personalities in the Dark
3278291 Everywhere Discord is, it's fun and chaotic!
3278393 Very true. I'm just glad, and I hope none of my OC's get the opportunity to meet
My god I think Rarity needs help. I love your story's they are so sweet
3282600 Yes she does, and I think she will turn to her friends for help real soon. Thank you very much for your kind words.
3274444 Nightmare rarity in a fanfiction, hell yes thats what ive been thinking
is there anyway to fallow this? i love this story but i read so much its hard to keep track!
3296788 Well, thank you very much for your kind words The only way I can say to follow it, but I don't like to tell anyone to favorite my stories, it is only up to them if they favorite them or not, is to favorite it. I am just touched and proud that many others enjoy my stories.
3296805 honestly i was gonna favorite it but im so used to Fanfiction.net this sites a little confusing. so im still trying to learn about it
3296832 Oh, okay. Well, I also have a fanfiction account too. It is APoeticHeart1215, my username on there.
3296846 i know i think i favorite you and your stories
Rarity's Voice = Main Season 4 Villian.
Rarity, eat a Snickers. You turn into a bitch with purple thoughts when your hungry.
called it but that makes me unhappy.
Clearly that voice isnt her conscious, but her opposite given voice, and if she isnt careful, it will take her over...and this time, Discord will have not done a thing to cause it
THOU SHALT LEAVE RARITY ALONE PINK VOICE!!!!!!!!
no
You will leave them both alone you miserable retch or I will ship you to hell in a hand basket!!!!
Okay.
YOU BETTER LEAVE CONNER AND RARITY ALONE OR I WILL BLAST YOUR ASS SO FAR AHEAD, IT WILL TURN THE MOON CHERRY PIE RED
make me
(FALLOUT MOISES)