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// Through the Creases. 
// Story: Markiplier In Equestria 
// by xXCondemnedSoulXx 
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	“Hiya Marki! Got yourself a date with Nurse Redheart, eh?” Called Pinkie from the other side of the park. I turned towards her voice but couldn't see her.

I gazed around the park and couldn’t find any trace of the mare. “It’s not a date!” I cried. “It’s just a.. a.. we’re just going to catch up, nothing more! And where in the living hell are you?!” I yelled as I searched for the bouncy pony.

I felt a hoof touch my shoulder and as I turned to see who it was, I found nothing. But as I turned back, I saw Pinkie barely a foot away. I yelled as I laid my eyes on her,“Oh Jesus! Frickin’.. pinkie!” As I stumbled back and fell onto my rump, the mare broke out into a fit of laughter.

“That was awesome!” She laughed. “Ok, loverboy. it’s not a date. So, what do you want to do now?” She asked. I scoffed at her assumption and shook my head.

I attempted to change the topic,“Well, what do you techni-colored ponies do for fun around here?” I asked. She looked to the ground and rubbed her chin in thought.

“We could go to the bowling alley, but ever since the CMC tried getting their cutie marks as bowlers... well.. it’s under some construction. We could go and see Rarity! Yeah! That sounds like a really good idea! Come on Mark, let’s go!” She quickly snatched my hand then lead both me, and Rainbow towards what I assumed was the direction of this ‘Rarity’ pony's house.

After some time of walking, we finally arrived at a bizarre house and we casually strolled through the door. I myself usually knock on people's doors before I enter, but since they're friends, I guess it’s ok. Anyways, we walked in and a white, purple maned mare approached us. “Oh pinkie! It’s good you’re here. I need you to pick me up a couple books of Twilight’s. I need you to pick up two books, one is ‘Candlelight’ and the other is ‘Eternal’.”

“Alright Rarity, can you keep Mark some company while I’m busy?” She asked, obviously not thinking about what I thought on the subject of course. Knowing her, as little as I do, she seemed to have a absent minded tendency to do these things. “Come on, Dashie.” She quickly took off after closing the door behind her and Dash, leaving both me and Rarity within the confines of this strange house.

I looked to my new acquaintance and gave a sheepish smile,“Um.. hello. I’m Mark.”

“Rarity, it’s a pleasure to meet you. So, how did you and Pinkie first meet?” She asked. I turned to my thoughts and remembered what Pinkie had said before, that no one must know that I’m from a different world and all. You know. So, I tried to return to the conversation but couldn’t seem to find the right words to say.

I thought for a good, long moment before I even attempted to speak until finally managed to piece something together. “She’s a big fan of mine, over the internet that is. On youtube, my username’s Marki...pony.”

“Oh, you’re one of those internet celebrities. And I thought it was called Hooftube? But I guess I could be wrong, I’m not one for the internet.”

“Well, that’s ok. So, what do you do here?” I asked. I looked around and seen numerous things simply lying around on the ground, tables and counters. Fabrics, sewing machines, and... needles. I’ve never been a fan of needles, and even though these aren’t the right kind, it’s still pretty eerie. I turned my attention back to Rarity.

“I’m an artist! I make all kinds of wondrous clothing, for all those looking for the extra-exceptional. And here, let me show you my work!” The ivory mare lead me towards a much larger room and as I stepped passed the doorway, I noticed two things. One, it was dark. If that’s not an absolute 'nope', I don’t know what is. The second thing on the list was a lonely... mannequin, standing directly under a dim light. It wore a solid black suit with a red tie. I don’t know about you, but when a mannequin is wearing a suit, it looks a LOT like Slendy. But mixing it with a mannequin is just the very sign that you’re going to die.

“Holy balls!” I cried, as I laid my eyes on the monstrosity before me. I was about to take off running but Rarity flicked on the lights.

“Sorry, I usually like to turn off the lights in the rooms I’m not in, but as for that light over there” She pointed her hoof towards the suited mannequin. “I keep that one on because it’s my finest work yet.”

After I calmed myself down, I was lead through the large room, being told what each dress, or suit symbolized, what it was made of and how she got the inspiration to create it. I found it funny that she managed to create a fancy looking dress from the inspiration of a statue. It did have a certain ‘stoney’ feel to it. After being shown through the room, Rarity asked if I were hungry and needed anything to eat. I declined, not that these ponies ate anything good, like meat. And so we waited, for the energetic pink mare to return with both of the books for Rarity, and to return to take me away.

I’m not saying that she’s a boring pony this Rarity, it’s just that I seem to have a bit more fun while I’m around Pinkie. In the time I’ve known that mare, I’ve been teleported to a new world, blown up someone’s house and met that nurse. What was her name again? Nurse Redheart?

With my thoughts coming back into focus, I looked to my watch and gazed at the time. Twenty one hours left until I get back to my own world.