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// Chapter 7 
// Story: Dusk Star 
// by Axelsims 
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Day 36

Haven’t written for a while, life has been very busy the last few weeks

Being unable to be as mobile as before has changed my new “life” slightly but not by much. After coming home from the hospital I started assisting Rarity in her career, sowing and making new designs amidst other things. It’s would usually be an irritating job, but the company I have while working makes it rather easy and enjoyable. While the first three days I was more of deadweight then an assistant, lately I’ve become more and more productive.

Since I started assisting her, Rarity has been able to get out of the house more often, and has never missed another spa appointment with Fluttershy. She came by one day and thanked me personally. 
In Rarity’s words I’ve more than earned my room and have become a lifesaver in more than one occasion. One would be boggled at the amount of business she gets, being one of the only clothiers in the area did give her a certain monopoly and yet she never overcharges, (or at least I think so, not sure how the economy is here or how much a “bit” is worth) without assistants to help her however, she isn’t able to take all available orders and she often lost potential clients because she was already burdened with other work.  

Since I still need help on certain areas still and she wouldn’t want to put too much work on me Rarity hasn’t started taking on more jobs yet. She is concerned for my health whether she cares to admit it or not. Constantly pestering me about if I need a break or if I needed help when I was lifting or fetching materials. If I ask her why she’s so worried she’ll scoff and say something about like how some dresses need to be finished, or she won’t make the deadline without me, or who would watch Sweetie Belle? Course she can’t just come out and say it though, that she worries about me, that’s too simple, and the great Rarity can’t have things simple can she? Everything’s complicated with her; I swear she over-exaggerates about everything. I mean yeah having attention to detail is good but sometimes she’s overzealous about it.

I sometimes feel like making a few smart comments about how I’m not entirely crippled and that I didn’t have to be watched all the time, but I refrain from doing such. While AJ took most of the blame for the accident upon her, Rarity can’t help but feel partially at fault for not noticing my disappearance. We worked out that I was outside in the storm for about 3 hours. I assure her it’s nothing and that there’s no point in worrying about the past but I’m not that convincing when I’m walking around still with a cane.

I’ve found my perception to have increased a little surprisingly. Perhaps it’s from having to work on detail for designs, but I’ve began noticing more and more lately. I can tell whenever someone’s looking at me, which happens a lot. From Rarity to random civilians, I’m still a rather odd sight to see in town. I still am not used to the customs here either. It seems every single person in this town knows each other by heart. In fact I’m often approached and dragged into conversations without even realizing it. I on the other hand could be considered at least right now to be socially awkward, I wouldn’t even dream of walking up to people and making idle chatter. I’m terrible with names so it would just be a train wreck from the start.

One person whom I've noticed a lot was Twi’s helper, Spike. For some reason or another Spike, if he sees me will just start staring at me. It’s rather unnerving and I haven’t confronted him about it yet. I have my suspicions for the reason however.
Some of it has to do with me becoming kind of a go to guy for miscellaneous tasks which I think was his task before I came around. Having thumbs does give me certain advantages and I’m taller than spike so I can reach objects better. Sometimes people will come by the boutique asking if I can help with some task. From tinkering with clocks to something as pointless as picking up a jar on a rather high shelf. 

Makes me wonder how things like that got there in the first place. 

I remember when I first got back that Twi had picked up a stray owl. Twi had given him an absurd nickname; it was some sort of pun with owl, can’t remember for the life of me what it is. Spike had taken negatively to this new guest and had at one point run away, feeling that he was unwanted and not needed anymore. They brought him home eventually and he seemed okay, but I can’t help but feel that he’s seeing me as some sort of threat as well.

This probably isn’t helped by the fact that I’ve been spending a lot of time with Rarity, which everyone knows he has a crush on.

Granted that’s bound to happen seeing as how I’ve been living with her, but sometimes if Rarity goes out she’ll take me with her. She values my opinion and finds me good company. This is nice because otherwise it would be very awkward living with her.

She’s even taken me out to some of the fancier restaurants, or at least I think they were fancier. 

Kind of hard to tell in this society, everything’s healthy, no meat, sure there’s candy but in the end that just leaves you with stomach pains. Not saying that most of the food tastes the same, in fact almost every meal was different since I came here. If there’s one thing I can say about the white unicorn, she’s a sucker for variety and has extremely unique tastes. We can never just have something common to eat, even if it’s late at night or we just got a hard project finished. It has to be fancy or special or delectable

Don’t know how she does it some days

Something else that’s changed since I got here, I started stargazing.

I used to do that back when I was younger, I was always a nocturnal person, I didn’t like mornings and I didn’t like being hot and sweaty so I usually went out at night. I remember that I started stargazing back then because I was dating this girl who was really into astrology. She was an amazing person, we got along so well until she had to move. Can’t even remember her name now, wonder if she remembers mine? Does it really matter now?

I picked up the hobby again because sometimes usually about once per week, Luna will come down to check up on me. The first time she did this was about four days after I had returned from the hospital. It was unexpected of course but thankfully she refrained from waking up Rarity, not sure how though from all the shouting.

Usually the conversations revolve around my progress in settling in with the others and how I’ve been developing. I’ve tried to turn the conversation around, talk about something other than me, but it never turns fruitful. I’ve even started come clean about more personal things, like my growing displeasure about people who even glance at me. How I’ve become more emotional for some reason. One night I was beside myself grieving in front of the navy blue Alicorn without even realizing it. 

We weren’t even talking about anything upsetting. 

Tonight for example I can’t explain it but I feel Jealous, angry even and I can’t even decide who caused it, I went over a list in my head of people I know but none of them have aggravated or done anything to upset me. Looking in the mirror I’ve noticed that I look a little paler as well.

I hope it’s just something I ate; I’m going to retire for the night and see how I feel in the morning.