//------------------------------// // That Twinkle in Her Eye (Part I) // Story: Rarity's Vacation From Herself // by SwiperTheFox //------------------------------// "Of course, it will work," Twilight squeaked, and she zoomed back down underneath the desk, "All of the individual spells work separately, and sticking the whole thing together will be well within the energy limits." She leaned up, banging her head on the desk. "Trust me!" Rarity felt a deep, dark feeling coursing through her chest. Did you have to say it like that? That exact tone of voice? She took a deep breath. That's not exactly inspiring confidence. "I can't believe that you're asking me, too!" Twilight called out from beneath the desk. She slid out a box full of scrolls and a bin of ancient looking magazines off to the side. Rarity leaned over, but she could only see the purple unicorn's little hind hooves sticking out. A few books burst out from underneath the desk. "I’m glad that you can help, darling," Rarity went on, and she slanted her head to the side. She tried not to frown. Oh, goodness, I should have known this was a bad idea. "The show is a speed and strength competition more than anything else. The fashions themselves are always horrid." She flashed back to Mister Pilmsoul's beehive hair and golden top on last year’s poor model. She shivered. "Anything that would give me just a little hoof up could make all the difference. I need to be stronger, tougher, and faster." Rarity heard a happy grunt underneath the desk. She leaned over a bit more. Before Rarity could open her mouth again, Twilight burst out of the desk. Twilight thrust a thick parchment into Rarity's face, jigging her hooves triumphantly. Rarity sucked in a good dose of the powdery green goop dripping off, coughing hard. "It's you asking me! It's like a dream come true!" Twilight exclaimed, and she threw the paper down onto the desktop. Rarity stared at that twinkle in Twilight's left eye, looking more like her state after a week without a lesson than anything else. "I thought I'd have to beg and plead for me to try it out on you." "There’s no need for that, darling," Rarity muttered. Twilight's cracked expression twisted a little bit more, and she sped over to the bookcases behind her. Rarity coughed again nervously. She has to know what she's doing. Right? I’ll bet this spell is for one of those contests that she’s been looking up. Rarity's eyes followed right behind Twilight as she picked up book after book, jogging over library corner to library corner. It's not like she wanted me as a guinea pig. We love each other. We're best friends for Pete's sake. A pile of scrolls floated about magically behind Twilight. "It had to be you, of course, since only a female unicorn with your kind of physicality..." Twilight whispered, trailing off as she took stock of the cloud of items around her. Twilight shot a grin at Rarity, who smiled back. Twilight wiggled a hoof for her to come closer. Rarity tried to smile wider, nervousness just raining down her face. Twilight sped down to the basement. Rarity glanced around at the arrays of tubes and vials. Nothing to worry about... I've seen all this before, of course. Twilight motioned her over to the corner of the laboratory. Rarity took a few steps, and she halted, eyes dancing along the thick rubber mattresses and straps around the walls. I've seen it before. Relax, Rarity. I've seen it before. She took a gulp, and she sat down right upon the large x in the floor. "I can assure you that this won't hurt a bit," Twilight said, shoving down thick black gloves upon her hooves. Rarity shifted about in place a little. "It, actually, will feel really good. I'm pretty sure of that." The unicorns locked eyes. Rarity drooped down and breathed easier, taking in Twilight's motherly, calm expression. She's treating me like Spike, not like a plaything. Rarity watched Twilight as the purple unicorn slapped on thick, purple goggles as well as a long, grey headscarf. Twilight looked again at Rarity, this time flashing that same worrisome twinkle in her eye. Twilight magically lifted over a big white box, plastic stubs going all across the inside. "You're expecting me to... to... wear..." Rarity muttered. She shivered, and she backed up against the thick rubber. To be just unfashionable is one thing. To dress up as a mutant refrigerator is... something else... "Please, Rarity," Twilight said, and she fluttered her mane around. Rarity's heart seemed to melt. She couldn't recall ever seeing the purple unicorn look so crestfallen. "It's to keep you safe." Rarity looked down at the cold, hard concrete beneath them. "You can't see or hear any part of the spell. It's important." Rarity nodded, and she stepped a little bit forward. Twilight raised the awful plastic container over her head. Rarity shut her eyes and held her breath. She felt at least a dozen rubs across her face. She opened her eyes, and she stared at a blank grey oval in front of her. She felt her ears bending into something soft and squishy. Rarity had never felt anything like it. I suppose the closest thing is a foal inside her mother's womb. Her eyes and ears seemed to develop a life of their own, panicking as she couldn't sense a thing. Rarity suddenly felt a touch on her chest. She jumped back. She then felt the same touch, now moving a little slower. Twilight is... she's pointing to my heart? Rarity calmed down, rubbing Twilight's hoof back. Twilight tapped against the middle of Rarity's chest, and then the gloved hoof slipped out of Rarity's grasp. She's trying to make sure that my heart is the same? How this spell even work? Rarity shuffled back. She felt a little tingling sensation beginning at the tips of her hooves. She panted. The sensations burst out along her legs, feeling as if she had freezing cold water splashing against her over and over again. She shivered as it went up her sides. What felt like a dozen fluffy kittens rubbed up along her back. Rarity felt a tingly burst of electricity between her legs, nearly making her keel over with pleasure. She coughed. The sensations erupted all over her body, building and building every second. She opened her mouth, but she felt as if she had inhaled a whole drought. She took a deep breath as a low, dull ringing poured out of her ears. The sensations built up so much, feeling as if she had soaking wet fur rubbing all over her, and she fell down to her knees. "Twiiiiiiiiiiilight!" Rarity called out. She shut her eyes once again. *Smack* Rarity threw herself down, and she felt her whole body shake. Her eyes popped open. She looked up, and she saw Twilight. The purple unicorn stood over her with that same kind, motherly expression as the awful plastic box hovered above them. "All done," Twilight said, and she smiled. Rarity couldn't help feeling like a cupcake greeted by Pinkie Pie right out of the oven. "Did it... did it work..." Rarity moaned, still feeling lightheaded. She lifted her right hoof to her head. Wow, this... this feels like it weighs a ton. She stared at the hoof. It still bent and moved in a little circle. Well, it's still mine. "Yep, yep," Twilight called out, and she hopped over to the side. The purple unicorn threw up the gloves into the air and hopped over to the other side of the laboratory. She kicked her hooves to the side and wiggled her belly. Rarity, not a fan of Twilight's dancing in the best of circumstances, slumped her body over the nearby table. I feel so... so... She lifted her front hooves up and then propped them upon the table like weights. I'm so energized! She glanced over at a small concrete block propped up against a stack of books. "May I?" Rarity asked, and her eyes narrowed. She burned little lines into the concrete with her mind. "May you what in the what now?" Twilight replied. *Crack* Rarity held up her hoof, eyes wide as saucers. She glanced down. Dusty concrete pieces dripped off of the table as thick, jagged cracks rippled through the table. The legs buckled, the books scattering across the top. Rarity heard a torrent of snaps and crackles. "I think it--" The table collapsed onto the floor. "Worked!" Rarity took a deep breath, shuffling her feet. She threw herself at Twilight. The purple unicorn giggled, smiling wider. Rarity then mushed her face against Twilight's, lips locking. Rarity swung back and lifted Twilight right up off the ground, the purple unicorn's back hooves jiggling in the air. Ripples of pleasure shot through Twilight's body. Rarity then ripped Twilight off of her. "Yay," they both called out. The two of them flipped around, sides pumping to an imaginary beat. Rarity trotted up the stairs, moving like lightening, and then threw herself against the library rug. Twilight bounced after Rarity, and she landed right on the same spot. The two of them pretended to wrestle, laughing all the while. Twilight looked so happy that she wanted to cry. Rarity just calmed down, breathing easy. I'll show fancy Mister Plimsoul who's the "country bumpkin" now! This contest is in the bag! The other unicorn calmed down as well, but she had a weird look go over her face, her right cheek glowing red. "Can I have another reward kiss, Miss Superpowers?" Twilight asked, hooves propped up against Rarity's shoulders. "No, thanks," Rarity politely responded, and she wiggled down. That was... interesting. Twilight rolled down on the rug, pausing for a second. She popped right back and sat back straight. "Going so soon?" Twilight asked, following Rarity over to the door, "I was hoping that we could have a party. Or maybe do something together, maybe just the two of us?" Twilight swooshed her mane across her eyes. Rarity tensed. "No, I'm very sorry darling, I just have to get going to my previous appointment, I’m drefully sorry," she muttered. Twilight just gazed at Rarity's face. Twilight leaned down, her mouth opening up a little and her nose wiggling. "Thank you very much, of course. I'll see you again, very soon." "How soon, my angel?" Twilight's eyes seemed to flicker. She almost hovered in the air around Rarity. "Soon!" Rarity called out, her back smacked against the door. Twilight's hooves wiggled about in the air, her face going a little loopy. She sniffed at the air over and over again. *Slam* Rarity shoved her back to the door. She stared up at the night sky, eyes boucing along the constellations to the huge full moon. Oh, Twilight... What did you do to me! She sniffed her arms. Pheromones? Hormones? Rarity felt something odd running up her nose, something almost like hay fries wrapped in Opal's fur. She curled her head around, scratching her mane against the door. I guess it was just a side effect. It all should wash out with a shower or something. "Most importantly," she said, bucking up and holding her hooves in front of her head like trophies, "It all worked. I can sense such amazing strength, speed, and agility.” She gazed at her hooves. “I feel like three horses in one. I can easily deal with a few trifling side effects." She fantasied about knocking a few teeth out of Mister Pilmsoul. Rarity stood back up straight, and she trotted down the street back over to her house. I'll be sure to thank Twilight properly after a good, long bath. That'll take care of it. She took a deep breath. I hope. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= "There we are," Rarity whispered, her eyes narrowing into slits at the sight of her prey. She lowered her head off of the barrel. She creeped behind a pile of cardboard boxes over to the edge of the alley. "Now, now then, mister turtle," Fluttershy said, rubbing a hoof along the little creature's back, "I k-know it's all wet and dark here, j-just like you l-like it. But... oh, I hate to be a bother, but you need to c-come back h-home." The turtle stepped over besides her right wing. He suddenly stopped, and he went back into his shell. Fluttershy leaned down. "Oh, what's..." "Fluttery-wuttery!" Rarity hollered, inches from the back of Fluttershy's head. The yellow pegasus squealed, jumping up and accidentally smashing into the pile of empty boxes. She wiggled her hooves a little. She then poked her head out of a box. "Oh, h-hi Rarity," she muttered, "N-nice to see you." "See anything you like?" Rarity said, speeding over besides the yellow pegasus. Fluttershy just stared as Rarity fluttered her eyes. She wiggled her mane around, and she curled her flank over in front of Fluttershy's face. "I don't... understand..." Fluttershy muttered back. She seemed to want to melt inside the huge box. "Oh, whatever," Rarity moaned. I guess you think you're too good for me, then! She turned tail and trotted away, mane swinging in the wind. She curled her head up. She came up to her front door. She stared at her front hoof again. It looked to be a few inches wider. Once more, her eyes danced along muscles sticking out inside the once marshmellow-y hoof. She blinked. She then bonked her head against the door. Oh, what have I gotten myself into? She took a deep breath. It'll all be fine. Relax, Rarity. She hurled open the door, her new strength nearly ripping it off its hinges. "Another bath?" she asked. She glanced over her shoulder upstairs, and then she focused on the huge full moon outside the living room window. "I'm just so tuckered out.” She magically lifted over a glass of water. “I’ll just forget it all. It’s time for some rest. I’ve earned it." She stepped over and then slumped upon her huge couch. Thank goodness for the fact that Sweetie Belle is at Snails' house tonight. Time seems to drag on and on. She felt her strength dripping off of every inch of her skin. Her brain seemed to boil with all of these weird new sensations. She tucked her head into a cushion, and she scratched in against her mane over and over again. "How could that stupid Fluttershy think that she could resist my hot flank?" Rarity moaned. She wiggled in place for a moment. She stopped, feeling a little black shade going over her face. What... what did I just say? Oh, goodness! She buried her face in the lace-covered pillow. She kicked to the left, and the couch folded out into a mini-bed. Oh, for Pete's sake, what's wrong with me? How can I even think that? She picked up the sofa cushion and nudged it tightly between her legs. The whole area just seemed to be on fire. She curled her tail around, rubbing it along the cushion. I should be glad. I AM glad. I've got those awful pheromones off of the OUTSIDE of my body, at least. So, my friends will act just like normal. Now, I'll wake up tomorrow, and that will be the end of whatever hormones I've got going off INSIDE of me. If it's not all flushed out of my system, I'll see Twilight first thing in the morning. The full moon shone upon her. She could almost feel as if she was standing right on the lunar surface herself. Energy just seemed to flow into her body and then right out of it again. Rarity glared back at the moon for a moment, and then she flipped over some covers from behind the sofa. Don't worry... I should be happy. I AM happy. The spell worked. I'm better now, all ready for the contest. She rubbed herself snugly into the covers, and she shut her eyes tight. It'll all be okay tomorrow morning. "I hope..."