//------------------------------// // Freaky/Friday // Story: The Fashionista and her Friend // by aaaa_aaaa //------------------------------// Rarity gasps and whispers the word Twilight to herself as she wakes up. Nopony else hears her. But why did she say that? Did something happen last night? Her hangover seems to indicate so. She climbs out of bed and looks around. Twilight's in her bed. And I don't expect that either of us would want something to happen anyway. Rarity runs a hoof through her hair. Think, Rarity, think! What happened last night? Oh. Right. The fire. Drat, I need to find a way to return to the Canterlot elite... If only there was somepony famous that hasn't disowned me because of the incident... She paces in front of the mirror, muttering to herself before shouting, "Idea!" Twilight wakes up. Rarity standing by her bed, with a tray of freshly baked hay fries. She's fully dressed up, makeup and all. "I brought you breakfast! After all, we are the best of friends, isn't that right dear? And then after this we can go to the spa!" "Thanks! But isn't this a bit too much? I don't want to impo-" Rarity waves a hoof. "Nonsense darling, just give me your body and everything will be fine." What, says a strange loop in Twilight's brain. "What," Twilight's mouth repeats. "Don't worry dear, it's nothing important, you just need to cast a body swapping spell on both of us. It's the perfect solution to my problem! And you cast those all the time, right? Just like the time when Big Mac and-" Twilight coughs. "That was the Cutie Mark Crusaders and Pinkie Pie working together.[1] And no offense Rarity, I do not cast dangerous, experimental, and/or life-affecting spells on a whim." "Well then, if an Earth Pony could do it, isn't that a challenge?" "I'm not Rainbow Dash," Twilight says. "What would Princess Celestia think of the Element of Magic refusing to cast a spell?" "Celestia was the one who told me to stop casting powerful spells randomly in the first place, especially spells that I haven't even practiced.[2]" "Please?" Rarity asks, blinking her eyes, pouting, pitch increasing. "Rarity, we've been over this-" "Pleeeeeeaaaaaseee?" asks the quivering marshmallow. Tears drip and bounce off her coat as she looks down, horn slightly below horizontal[3]. Her eyes turn into spheres of sadness, her whining now incomprehensible. Winnoa has an inexplicable urge to kill something loud, rich, and weak. [3] "Fine! But for only one day, and don't complain to me when everything goes wrong!" Twilight mutters somethingto he and white coats rself about white horns, grabs a book, flips it to a page, stares at it for a second. Her horn glows red then orange then yellow then green then blue then lavender as it brightens up. "Thank you!" Rarity yells. She leans over and gives Twilight a peck on the cheek. Twilight flinches and blushes. "Gah!" A white-hot ball of sparks leaps out of her horn. It whizzes through the air, bouncing from wall to wall. "Rarity, look what you made me do! And as Spike's not here, I have to clean this up - do you have any magical dampeners on you?" "Yes," Rarity says, watching the magical death sphere as it parties like it's the Era of Depravity[5]. "Alright, can I have one? We need to get rid of this spell before it hits you - there's enough power in it to maintain the spell for weeks, if not months." Months as Canterlot's most famous mortal pony? As Applejack would say, Buck yea! Rarity jumps into the spell's way. Twilight yells at her. The ball of sparks hits Rarity's body and bounces off towards Twilight and bounces back to her and bounce to Twilight and Rarity between lavender and white and diamond and stars and then a bright light that knocks them unconscious. 1. See OPSEC Notice #847 for details, assuming that they still exist in this timeframe. 2. To be fair to Twilight, she did practice the Want It, Need It spell beforehoof. 3. A horn below horizontal whileowing was a sign of casual reverence in old Unicorn tribes. Rarity picked as up while practicing the scene between Princess Platinum and Commander Hurricane in a draft of the Hearth's Warming Eve play. Said scene was dropped after Celestia's report on her lineage as well as the infeasibility of spontaneous zygotic fusion. 4. Her ancestors were bred during the Frozen Wars to attack Unicorns at their weakest. Unfortunately for the rebells, genetics doesn't work like that. 5. See the last footnote of chapter 5 for more info on the Era of Depravity.