The next day at Sweetie Belle’s birthday party, Rarity was happily chatting with her friends telling them of her tale.
“So there I was worried sick I wouldn’t be able to give Sweetie her present when my handy device gave me an option to Fast Travel.” Rarity explained, taking a moment to sip some punch.
“What’s Fast Travel?” Pinkie asked, “is it like when Dash zips about doing tricks and dives.” She demonstrated by twisting her body about making exaggerated hoof gestures.
“Well no, but I soon found out it was more of a long-distance teleport of sorts. One moment I was inside my shop, the next I was standing in front of Canterlot’s Train Station.” Rarity said. “I returned much the same way simply selecting Ponyville.”
“Wow Rarity, that's amazing. You must let me examine it more. Who knows what we could learn.” Twilight said, a sparkle in her eye.
Spike rolled his eyes. “You said the same thing when you took apart your mom’s gramophone in Canterlot.”
“Hey, I would have figured out how to put it back together eventually!” Twilight retorted a blush radiating across her cheeks. “I Just needed the right book.”
“Yeah tell that to the old radio,” Spike retorted with a smirk.
Rarity hoof covered the Pip-Boy idly as she chuckled a bit. “Well, I’m sure there are ways to study it without taking it apart I’m sure.” Finishing her drink, she then turned her attention to Applejack. “Oh Applejack, could I ask of you for a small favour.”
Applejack adjusted her hat turning to look at Rarity with a smile. “What ya need Rarity? I’m happy to help.”
“Oh it’s nothing really, I’d just like you to help model something for a client roughly your size.” Rarity said checking the time. “Perhaps in an hour, it shouldn’t take long.”
Applejack rubbed her neck. “Well, I suppose I can. Still not into froufrou outfits. But if ya need the help I’ll do it.”
“Excellent.”
The bell jingled as Applejack strolled into Rarity shop seeing the fashionista adjusting some of her dress models. “Hey Rarity, I’m here.”
“Thank you again darling for coming, would you like some tea or coffee before we start?” Rarity offered as the two head deeper in the shop toward the full body mirror platform.
“Nah, I”m good. So what’s the outfit ya needed me to try on?” Applejack asked, climbing up onto the stage.
Rarity went to a rack shuffling thing around as she spoke. “It’s nothing frilly, quite the opposite in fact.” She said, pulling out a black business suit with red trim. She slipped it onto the farm mare, some part of it still hanging loose needing their adjustments.
“Oh a suit, never worn one of those.” Applejack said looking it over.
“Oh, the client is also a farmer too. She just needed a nice suit for when she goes into the city.” Rarity added. “You do look quite dapper too.”
Applejack blushed faintly as she looked at her reflection indeed having to agree with her friend that she did look quite nice. “Guess ya right I suppose.”
Rarity proceeded to float over a large pincushion with several needles along with a few small spools of thread. Threading a fresh line of twine into the eye, the mare set her red glasses on. Now just hold still.” At that moment, the world seemed to slow around the fashionista with the appearance of a blue aura around Applejack. As her eyes scanned over the farm mare’s form, she saw several numbers floating in her vision. Upon a closer looked she recognized them as body measurements. The needle was now floating just above where she was about to start a stitch with a faint blue line of light running along where she needed to insert. In the next moment, the needle raced down weaving in and out with such precision that only magic could provide finishing the stitch in less than a few seconds without missing a beat.
All of this had felt like half a minute for Rarity, however, for Applejack it was much different. The mare had just enough time to brace after Rarity’s words and was quick to notice the faint glow of her friend’s eyes before the needle went flying. By the time she had finished tightening her muscles, the first stitch was already done. “Wow Rarity, how’d ya do that so fast?”
Rarity shook her head a bit, recovering from her daze. Her horn still glowed with the needle posed at the next stitch. “I-I’m not too sure. I just felt this tingle and I was more focused.” She leaned closer and eye the stitch. “I saw your measurements too.” Finding the stitch was good, she pulled back and looked down at the Pip-Boy. “Perhaps it was a new feature of the Pip-Boy.” she smiled.
Applejack winced. “Well be careful, I don’t want to get pricked by super fast needles.” She shivered at the thought.
Rarity scoffed waving her hoof. “I know what I’m doing Applejack, relax.”
“If you’re sure, I was worried for a moment ya were under another curse like that book Spike gave you.” Applejack replied, standing up straight.
“Oh goodness, don’t remind me of that.” Rarity gasped wincing a bit before she lined up her needle up the next spot. It took a few seconds for her to find a way to mentally activate the special ability, but once she did she followed the drawn line needle sliding and swooping as if in slow motion. This process continued three more times before Rarity finished the readjustments. A job that would have taken an hour was done in the span of ten minutes. “All done,” Rarity said looking at the clock with surprise.
Applejack glanced as well. “That sure was quick, was there anythin else ya needed help with?” she offered as Rarity took the suit off with care.
“Well if you are offering, I do need a few other dresses fitted. And it’s so much easier on a living model than a ponyquin.” Rarity said peering down at her Pip-Boy once again.
The farm mare’s cheeks flush at the offer. “Uh, I’m not really into them fancy dresses.”
Rarity got closer with her mind full of the possibilities.” But think about it, with this new ability I can finish work orders much faster. “But, I suppose if I can use one of my dress models as usual.”
Applejack thought about it for a second. “Well, I guess I can help until the end of the hour.”
“Splendid, this should not take long at all.” Rarity said with delight as she floated over the next garment. Just as she was about to slip it onto her friend, she saw Pinkie Pie bounced in with a smile. “Oh Pinkie, what brings you here?”
PInkie blew into a noisemaker before she spoke. “Oh just wanted to know if you’ll be up for a snowball fight?”
“Snowball fight? But it’s not even Winter yet.” Rarity replied.
“Oh, it will be in the jump cut.” PInkie beamed. “Level Up!”
It was a week after winter had come to Ponyville, as the Cutie Mark Crusaders had convinced their sisters into having some fun. In the open field sat two large snow forts. Pinkie had helped set them up too. She waved as they came into the field.
Sweetie beamed at her sister wearing a pair of cute purple boots. “It feels like forever since we had such fun.”
Rarity patted her sister’s head. “Oh come now, it hasn’t been that long.” She waved her hoof towards the field. In fact, with how handy the Pip-Boy had been she’d indeed found more free time in her schedule. The device reflected the sunlight as she moved her hoof around. Even the boots she wore were because they apparently gave her more agility, or at least, that’s what Pip-Boy said. Even though she was unsure of what that fully meant.
“So should we do sisters vs sisters, or mix it up?” Applejack asked testing out the snow with her hoof.
“No way we should do crusaders vs sisters, we’d get creamed,” Scootaloo said.
“I call going with Rarity!” Sweetie chimed in clinging to Rarity’s leg.
Of course, Scootaloo went with Rainbow Dash leaving Apples to choose. After a second, the sisters decided to face off against each other as the groups headed to each fort.
Once in position, Sweetie Belle peeked her head out and shouted. “Okay Go!” And thus, the snowballs began to fly laughter filling the air.
Rarity wasn’t the best at sports and thus wasn’t the best at dodging snowballs, but she did do her best laughing along with everypony else. As the battle went on the fashion mare focused more and more on hitting her targets. During which, the strange slow-mo ability triggered as she was able to pinpoint where Rainbow and Apple Bloom were and where to fire. Her first few shots missed, but each consecutive shot seemed to get closer. It wasn’t long until Rainbow was hit three times in a row twice in the head and once in the side.
Sweetie cheered as she watched her sister's rapid-fire action, the snowballs firing off as soon as they were properly formed. “Wooh, what a shot!”
Rarity smirked as Rainbow fell onto her back from the impact. “Haha, what’ fun.” She high hoofed her sister. “I do love my new accessory.”