Makeup. Friggin Makeup is what Twilight could think as Harry finished up the said make up that was being applied to her face. Fortunately for the lavender girl it was only eyeshadow, a bit of mascara and...as much as she tried to protest against putting it on...lipgloss. Harry started to grab other items and walk over to Twilight with them. Twilight on the other hand wasn’t having it “Harry, I will personally feed you to the Hell knights myself if you try to do anything else to my face” Twilight growled at the fashion crazed boy, who slowly walked back and dropped the items (that Twilight rathered not look at) in his hands and pushed away the wheeled table they sat on.
After looking over his handy work, Harry dusted his hands off (god knows why) “Alright Twilight, take a look in that mirror. I’m sure you’ll like what you see” he said.
Twilight got up from her seat she sat on during the entire ordeal and rolled her eyes “Harry I rather not go look at myself now. Who knows what you did, you could of gone...” Twilight began to ramble on.
Harry sighed, pushing the stubborn anthro, he showed her the mirror and waited for her rambling to stop. “...and I might have these...these…? Is that me?” Twilight said pointing to the mirror.
Harry came up beside her and smiled “Yes it is. What do you think?”
Twilight couldn’t believe it, she looked amazing. Harry didn’t go over the top, it was just enough to make her face stand out. The eyeshadow brought out her eyes, the mascara (although slightly weird) also affect her eyes in a good way, some subtle but noticeable blush seemed to make her face glow and the lip gloss was anything but invisible to everything but to bright light and a closer inspection of her lips. Twilight was stunned, she didn’t see herself in that mirror, all she could see was a beautiful girl that she would of walked by on the street and stare at wide eyed. Not actually be that girl.
“I’m impressed Harry, you didn’t go overboard with it. Nice work” Twilight smiled (another thing that made her insides melt, when she looked at the mirror).
“I’m glad you like it. Now I have another outfit that was...well not made from scratch but adjusted.” Harry started, moving some items in the closet to find and pull out the outfit.
Twilight’s face went from confused to angry in a split second “Wait you have another outfit for me! I swear if this is a friggin ball gown I’m going to do something worse than the hell knights, I’ll…” but the words died in her mouth when she saw the outfit in Harry’s hand.
It was girly yes, but at the same time not overly to the point where Twilight would hate it. This outfit consisted of a black top with Twilight’s cutie mark over the chest area, a purple plaid buttoned shirt that would be worn undone and some semi tight black pants with a white belt, her cutie mark also donned the front of it. A bangle or two was also there as accessories so they could finish the look off. “Harry this...this is perfect. That’s something I’ll probably wear more often now” Twilight confirmed.
“The black shirt and pants were my sister’s. But as you know with her, she outgrew them fast” Harry explained the outfit and its origins. Twilight thought about Harry’s sister; Melanie Delmarity was nearly 1 year younger than her big brother, but she was unique among her friends. They called her “the Young Bloomer” because she...well...went through puberty much earlier than her friends and now at nearly sixteen, she was quite busty. She outgrew her old clothes faster than she thought and it wasn’t long before countless boys wanted her. Luckily she wasn’t the type to relish in all the attention and when Twilight first met her, she was a really nice girl.
“On the other hand, I knew you’d like it. How about all of you?” Harry acknowledged everyone else. They all turned around and gave praise or nods of approval at the work.
“Here, my gift Twilight. Don’t try to pay me back now. Making these outfits were my pleasure to do” Harry stated before handing the outfit to Twilight before she could even think of paying him.
“Thanks Harry, you're the best” Twilight responded. *Beep* Beep* Twilight looked at her watch “We better get going guys, last class”.
The six friends then without another word left the room, Twilight embarrassingly trying to pull down the back of the skirt as she went.
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Stares. That’s what Twilight kept on getting for the rest of the day, never ending stares from last class, to walking back home along the path. Stares were all she got, some good others not so good. Aj got them too but hardly as much as Twilight did. Sighing, she trudged up the stairs to the front door and opened it, walking into the main hall, where she met eyes with her mum.
First it was surprise that Mrs Radderson displayed in her eyes, then it was understanding “Harry?” she asked.
Twilight mimicked the word “Harry.”
Mrs Radderson was familiar with her son turned daughter’s friends, she was aware of their personalities and what their role was in the group. She knew Terrance was shy, Matt was sporty, Ashley was hardworking and honest, Rina was funny...and crazy and Harry was generous but also very into fashion. So when she saw her daughter wearing a short skirt and blouse, she knew who was the culprit.
Harry was a good guy and the outfits he made for Twilight were amazing but even still. Being friends with him meant being living mannequins when he was working on something. He constantly made outfits over the years for the group to wear. One time he made a outfit with all the bells and whistles....with literal Bells and Whistles! Harry got crazy with his designs and the group suffered for it. Now that John was Twilight, the outfits were all going to be girl ones.
“I’m going to be in my room if you need me mum” Twilight spoke aloud without turning back.
Mrs Radderson responded standing by the door chuckling lightly at the sight of Twilight trying her best to cover her behind “Okay sweetheart”
Arriving at her room, Twilight with much haste removed the outfit and put on some basic unisex clothes. “Finally, off with that god forsaken Cheerleader outfit” Twilight scanned over her laptop and wondered “Maybe I got a notification from Youtube”
Twilight leapt onto her chair and booted her laptop up. After several impatient seconds, it opened up, Twilight refreshed the page and checked to see a new notification...from the analysts was indeed apparent.
Twilight opened it up and found that it was a link to something else, hesitantly clicked on it and read what it said: “If you got this as a link from the MLP: Theory Analysts continue on. If you didn’t turn back now.
So if I’m right, you have become a character from the show MLP in anthro form. I can explain some things to you that you’ll need to know, especially something ...of the bad kind. When you are ready to meet me, reply below and I’ll respond when I can.”
Twilight was confused by the message, it wasn’t signed. “I have a bad feeling about this, but I need to get info of any kind about this transformation.” Twilight thought, she then went to the keyboard and began to type “I’m ready to talk with you”
Twilight felt like it was a scam but what else did she know about the transformation. The analysts weren’t giving anymore info, but they were also the one to send the link...so maybe they were, in a sense?
Twilight was pulled from her thoughts when she noticed a reply: “Okay, how about we meet up by the nearby playground then in 5-10 minutes?”
Twilight instantly responded but also added in something else she noticed “Sounds good, but hang on how do you know where I live?”
…
No reply.
“Great, this mysterious person won’t tell me how they know my location. But I have a meet up anyway, time to go” Twilight shut her laptop and after pulling on a jacket she bolts through the door and straight downstairs.
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Twilight managed to get out of the house quickly with little to know talk of where she was going. Heading for the playground she noticed a figure sitting on a swing, looking around expectantly.
“That must be them” Twilight thought.
Nearing the stranger, Twilight was taken aback by their appearance; the stranger was also an anthro pony, but not like one Twilight knew. This character was also an alicorn, but they were a bright white colour, blue was also apart of her fur (Twilight though it was a girl), she had reddish hair, she wore some sort of red checked shirt and basic pants and she had a cutie mark of a diamond shield with three different coloured swords.
Lifting her head she smiled at Twilight and spoke “Hello John...or Twilight now. It’s great to meet you. I am Excalibur Edge.”