Rarity was putting away some of her new, top of the line fabric when she started thinking about the past week's events. I started dating the mare of my dreams, semi-reunited with some of my closest friends ever and made an amazing outfit for Fluttershy. She reached down to grab some pink string that had fallen recently when her cheek brushed against one of the tables.
"Ow!" She remembered the pain that she felt emotionally and physically when Twilight had hit her. It was not unfair, but it still hurt. Thinking about that got her thinking about why Twilight hit her in the first place.
I wish that I could've done something better. I know that we don't hate each other anymore - or at least I think- but we still need to work on our friendship. Maybe we could do something next week? A sudden knock at the door took Rarity out of her deep thinking. Who could that be?
She ran to the door and threw it open, she hadn't had a paying customer or client for a while. "Welcome to Carousel Boutique! What may I get you?" She said that like she always had, but was confused due to one odd feature that this particular pony possessed... they were a stallion. She had only known a couple of stallions who would even know what a boutique was, not many that actually walked in.
"Are you sure that this is where you want to be, sir?"
"Yes, Rarity." She stood shocked for a few seconds.
"How do you know my name?"
"..."
"WELL?!"
"I have seen you around Ponyville and you are the element of generosity so most ponies know you." She looked him over.
"You do look pretty familiar."
"And you look gorgeous!"
Rarity looked at the random stallion. She didn't feel right about him. Something was going down soon, but she wasn't one to start shoving ponies looking for fashion out the door. After all, he did look familiar. She looked at his musical cutie mark and coat, mane and tail colors. Suddenly, it dawned on her.
"Blues!" He nodded. "So, Blues, what brought you here?" He blushed and looked around nervously. There was an awkward silence.
"A- Anyway… let's move on! Right over here is the stallions' section. Although, if you're shopping for a special somepony then you can look in the mares' section. I mean, you could go to the mare or stallion section, you do not have to like the other gender! I... um... am going to shut up right about now!"
He laughed and smiled at her. She waited to see where he would start walking. He looked at both sides of the boutique and then walked over to the stallions' section. Rarity followed and then began showing him some of her best male couture.
"We have some designer jeans, tank tops, tuxedos etcetera, and many varieties of shoes."
"Why do you say 'we'? Do you have any other ponies working with you?! Is it a romantic partnership?!" He sounded frantic. This, sort of creepy, made Rarity feel very uncomfortable.
"Well, no. Why do you ask? Also, why is this so important to you?" He awkwardly tried to find something to say.
"Can we move on?" Rarity nodded. I should stop saying things. I don't want to prolong his visit. I just don't feel right about him being here.
"You can try on your clothes in the changing rooms or just come up to the counter and I can ring up your order." Rarity walked over to the other side of the room to organize some racks of clothes.
Blues saw at the clothes, but didn't look at them. There was something else on his mind. Blues picked up a few pairs of fancy pants, some shiny, black shoes and a puffy, white shirt that he thought looked cool. He ran up to Rarity and then handed her the clothes.
"I will ring these up for you!" She brought them up to the front and started removing tags. She used her lint roller to fix any dusty clothes. She then proceeded to flatten them and smooth them out. Finally, she folded the gentlemen's clothes and put them in a nice bag.
"Is that all you want?" He looked around semi-frantically and then quickly responded.
"No!" The sudden response was unexpected.
"Then, what would you like, Blues?"
"A nice, winter scarf?"
"Are you sure about that?"
"Y- Yes..." Rarity pointed him over to the scarf section. He grabbed the softest scarf that he saw and then handed it to her.
"Pink?" He ran and grabbed the blue version.
"Is this all?"
"Yes and no. Yes, I am done shopping for now. No, I am not ready to leave. I was wondering if we could sit and talk." Rarity was hoping that she could continue her day because this guy was starting to creep her out, but it was also flattering. Maybe too flattering.
"I'm going to organize my shelves. You may look at the clothes or talk to me. I cannot promise that you'll get my full attention. You will have to leave once I have finished my work or if a customer comes in. Also, I'm sorry if I seem to be giving you the cold shoulder, but I have a lot of things on my mind, some good, some bad."
He squealed out of pure happiness. Maybe this was a bad idea. Rarity began to organize the shelves. "This goes here. This goes here. Oh my, this belongs on an entirely different shelf..." Blues just stared at her. He didn't care about chit chat, he was there for... well that was the thing, he wasn't sure.
"Blues, how long have you lived in Ponyville?"
"A couple of years. Around when Twilight moved to ponyville." Rarity shot him a look.
"She's the element of magic." Rarity nodded.
"Do you like to play music or sing?"
"I usually play bass." Rarity smiled. She was done faster than she anticipated.
"I'm sorry, but you have to leave now."
Blues was scared. He frantically threw himself into the rack of clothes. Rarity ran up to him and lifted him up with her magic. She looked at him to make sure that he didn't have any bruises.
"Are you okay?" He looked into her kind, blue eyes. He stood up and then kissed her. Oh my god! STOP! STOP! STOP! WHAT THE HELL?!
To be continued...
in the next chapter