Chapter 13: dome 5
The next morning, Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Rarity were on their way to dome 5. It was also a residential dome, but unlike dome one whose secondary function was education, Dome 5 was a massive shopping center flooded with malls, theatres, restaurants, If something was for sale it could be found here.
“Woah,” Scootaloo said when she saw the sheer size of the place, each building was at least five stories and there were bridges connecting some of them at the third, “You sure we won’t get lost in here?”
“Relax, Darling, I know this place like the back of my hoof!” Rarity exclaimed, “This way!”
The fillies followed the mare down the street, she seemed to be keeping her eyes out for a particular shop, a few shops later, she said, “Ah, here we are, Decor-Galor.”
“You’ll be able to decorate your half of the room,” Sweetie Belle said.
“Sweet,” Scootaloo said as the three entered. The shelves were covered in nightstands, tables, curtains, basically everything.
“So, Scootaloo, what’s your style? I’m thinking a baby blue to compliment your coat,” Rarity said.
“Well, anything with clouds, or do you guys not remember what those are?” Scootaloo asked.
Meanwhile, back in dome zero, Pharynx was in the middle of saying something to what seemed to be twilight.
“So, if you aren’t busy or anything, would you like to get some dinner sometime?” he asked.
“No,” Twilight said bluntly.
“Oh come on Ink, that's not very encouraging!” The Lieutenant said. “Twilight” was engulfed in a blue flame revealing Agent Inkwell Brush, otherwise known as Agent spyder, one of the most allusive spies of the republic.
“Oh, you flatter me,” He said addressing the narrator, of course, Pharynx thought he was talking to him.
“Take this seriously, man,” Pharynx said to the other changeling.
“Look, dude, it’s just asking her on a date, it’s not rocket science,” Ink said, leaning back.
“You’re right, Rocket science would be easier!” Pharynx sighed.
“Look, man, just chill, all you gotta do is go up, be confident, and just ask, ‘hey twilight, you wanna catch a movie or something?’ and then she’ll say, ‘why of course Pharynx, I would love to,’ then just not suck as a coltfriend for the next couple years,” Ink said perfectly mimicking the voices he mentioned.
Pharynx sighed at his arctic friend’s pun and use of his voice, “Ink, I really like her, what if she says no?”
“Why would she? She’s single, she knows you, she likes you, and tomorrow, she’ll likely be at RD’s Founder’s landing party, you have the perfect opportunity to ask,” Ink said.
“Well yeah, I guess,” Pharynx said.
“Look, I’ll be there too, I’ll be your wingman!” Ink said, “you ain’t got anything to worry about!”
“Well, yeah, you’re right, I don’t know why I was so worried,” Pharynx said.
“Yeah, If I was gonna worry about anything, it would be Mister Overprotective BBBFF,” Ink laughed.
“Wait, what?” Pharynx said.
Back with Rarity and the two fillies who were coming out of a store with multiple shopping bags. They walked on and saw a familiar pegasus talking to two baige unicorns with red manes.
“Now, we won’t have this problem again, will we?” Blitzer asked.
“No, not at all, lieutenant,” one said.
“No problems from here on in,” the other added.
“I got my eyes on you,” he said walking away.
Rarity noticed him and said, “Oh, Blitzer!”
“Oh, hey rarity, sweetie belle, and if it isn’t the little stowaway?” He smirked.
“What were you doing?” Scootaloo asked.
“The Flim-Flam brothers were selling something they shouldn’t be, so I had to intervein, what are you three up to?” the older pegasus replied.
“Just a bit of shopping, by the way, are you coming to Rainbow and I’s party tomorrow?” Rarity asked.
“Everyone else I know is, except luna, but she’s been too busy to do anything, somethings got her on edge,” Blitzer said.
“Well, she is the princess, there’s always some kind of crises to avert,” Rarity said.
Meanwhile Luna was on the phone, “What do you mean it won’t be ready!?”
On the other side of the line, doctor Whoove’s voice said, “We are doing everything we can, but the technology just isn’t working! With enough time and research we could come up with something, but we don’t have either!”
“Ergh, do what you can,” she said hanging up, “faust help us, if only we had elements.”