//------------------------------// // 42 Some ponies just can't leave each other alone // Story: Blood Curse Boutique // by Rarity Belle //------------------------------// The sun was still shining a bright and relaxing red color in the skies while it was descending behind the hills of Canterlot once again. Both of the unicorns could be found on the small, gravel path that would lead them away from the cottage and towards the edge of the Everfree forest for a longer walk towards the boutique. Rarity held her parasol in the air with the help of her magic and was even humming some soft tunes to herself. Fleur on the other end just listened for a while. The light of the sun fell on the red fabric of the parasol and it created a comfortable shadow for the vampony  to walk in to. Yet the gloves she wore, always came just out of the shadows. It seemed like the extra protection was paying off in a very nice manner. “I have to confess my lady, that is quite the interesting pegasus to be friends with,” said Fleur after she had looked behind her. In her eyes she caught just how far they were away from the cottage and had interrupted the humming of the mare abrupt with her words. She placed her warm eyes on her mistress and gave her a gentle smile. The humming itself stopped as a whole and Rarity turned herself around to get the cottage into her full view and just watched over it for a couple of seconds. “That she most certainly is, darling. But a friend I wouldn't miss for anything in the world. Yet with those scars she had, I am feeling sorry for the fact of not being able to be there for her. She could have needed me at those time, and I gladly would have assisted,” the mare said after she turned her head over to Fleur. “My lady, you had your reasons right? I mean, don’t get me wrong, but she didn't told you about it despite your friendship,” the larger mare replied in a soft tone. “While that is true, I still feel that way...” Rarity answered on her own before she shook her head a couple times. “Say, would you go ahead and return to the boutique? I think I am going for a nice trot through the hills, taking a little bit of a liberty of the circumstances,” she said while her eyes were once again fixed upon Fleur. She required to be alone for some time, to get her thoughts straight again. The meeting with Fluttershy was perhaps a bit too much of the good stuff. “I shall my lady,” the larger unicorn replied under a soft nod before she made her way further down the path. Rarity kept watching her until the mare had disappeared into the distance before she would go her own way. ~~~~   Fleur trotted in a gentle pace back to the boutique where she would continue on her own things. The pinkish maned mare herself just couldn't help it but to find it a little saddening for herself as well. She wanted to watch the sunset with her mistress but the chance was not given to her but there would of course be many more times. Nevertheless, the unicorn managed to shake it off of her mind rather quickly. Over the country side of the land she walked with a steady pacing and her eyes straight ahead. Yet she couldn't help it but to nod her head over to the ponies that she passed by. Yet there was one, that really caught her attention more than anything. A stallion who was racing by with a set of glasses on his brown nose. “E-Excuse me sir, b-” “No time miss, I’m truly sorry, but I must be running off again!” the mysterious trenchcoat wearing pony replied in an accent from up north after he turned himself around with haste. Then he galloped down the path again. Almost as if he was chasing a ghost or something the like. Fleur was just baffled by it all and had to shake her head a couple time to get it all straight in her mind. “What a curious stallion we had there... is the whole of the town just, crazy?” she mumbled to herself before she set a hoof in front of the other again with grace. She had no need to think about the stallion again and thus continued upon her way back to the boutique. Over hill and gravel road did Fleur Dis Lee continue to travel before she had reached the building she was directed to go. Some of the violet colored magical aura appeared around her horn and with a couple motions of her head she opened the front door. The large, unicorn mare closed the door behind her and then continued towards the working area. It would be there where she just began to clean up a little bit under the humming sounds of songs she was allowed to remember. The working area was a mess as per usual and always. It was something that as long as the business would exist, would be there as well. Nonetheless, Fleur still tried her utmost best to place everything where it should. The fabric back on the shelves, the sewing equipment back on their respectable places on the desk. Her eyes went over the pieces of paper that was used by the both of them to see which dresses were done, in progress or just came in. There were some interesting designs that would be worn on the upcoming Grand Galloping Gala in Canterlot. Even though it was months away from their current position in time, the orders were made and Fleur even had the desire to go there together with Rarity. The unicorn couldn't help it to just chuckle at the images that came into her mind as she thought about the clients wearing the dresses they ordered to have. She was of course still in full control of Rarity’s glammering and not even a single inch was given to loosen it up from the vampony her side. A vampony who even remolded her mind into what it was. But Fleur herself, she didn't even knew what was going on and that was probably for the better. With the working area are being as clean as it could be for her own feelings. The large unicorn smiled upon the sight she saw. If it was desired to do for whatever reason, ponies could eat from the ground. Fleur gave a nod to the room and had one last look upon the designs and orders before she walked over to the kitchen in order to have her dinner with the pleasant readings of the daily newspapers. ~~~~   Back near the forest had Rarity just been standing there for a good set of minutes on top of a low hill. She had left the cottage behind her as a whole and could be found in noponyland. The mare considered the many thoughts that raced through her mind before she would her path. A path that would be leading towards the more higher hillside that laid next to the rustic town and right next to the woods. What have I done in all those months that I have become like this? Drunk from many mortals to keep myself fed for sure. But now that I live forever, I need to continue that. Of course, she makes a good host without a doubt, but she will eventually pass away. Thoughts like that were just some of the many that raced through her as she let go a deep and forced sigh from her lungs. “Have I turned into a monster for the real reality here?” Rarity questioned herself out loud. She lowered her behind in order to sit down in the soft grass. She rest her eyes on the descending sun while she held her parasol closely before her. She would be making sure that her skin wouldn't get hit by its deadly rays under any circumstances. Twilight Sparkle couldn’t remember what happened to her and sshe just continued on her any experiments. She didn't gave that much of her attention to the vampiric unicorn as her studies came first in her mind. In the back of her head, her thoughts were still with her in the hope that Rarity would become better soon. The only true problem she faced was the depressed Spike with who it did went a lot better. But he hadn't returned to his old self yet. That was a thing that would be taking time, Twilight thought. Rainbow Dash, the toughest pegasus in town, had grown an abnormal fear for both Rarity and vamponies. She avoided every form of contact with the unicorn the best she could. That was all reformed after a simple night that was spent by one of her best friends. She still felt a little bit uncomfortable when speaking about Rarity, but she never would get those horrible nightmares again. From utterly scared to being normal again never happened so fast. Then again, Rainbow always had lived fast. Everything she did was fast. Her entire mind had itself adapted to her speed. And she couldn't be more grateful for that, even if she didn't knew about it. Pinkie Pie just didn't even knew what was going on with Rarity to begin with while the only exceptions being that what she was told. The overly active mare would have continued to do what she loved most. Rarity and Pinkie never truly went hoof in hoof with one another. They found that the other was just too different from themselves. They still would get through one door together for certain, as long as it didn't happen too often. The same could be said about Applejack. But the cowgirl and the fashionista had never liked each other to begin with. Those two differed day and night in the literal sense. Their contact was only shared when either of the two needed help from the other, or when they were asked to come to the same location by anypony. Both preferred it that way. Rarity wasn’t a farmer and Applejack was far from being any kind of fashionista. They did accept the other, but there it ended. ~~~~   Fluttershy on the other end, had entered once again the state of doubting. She found herself on the couch in her cottage with her nightie still on. She had just consumed her own, light form of dinner and with her nose she nuzzled her little pet bunny. The words that were spoken against him, almost were spoken in a silent whisper. “R-Rarity being such a thing, i-impossible, right Angel?” As much as the bunny could be bossy over her, he still had a heart for her and tried his utmost best to comfort his owner the best he by returning the nuzzle and speaking in his own language of mostly non-understandable blabbering. Yet the pegasus could make out the words with a great clarity. “I know it is insane to accuse her for something like that, but you didn't see those marks in her neck. Oh I don’t know it anymore Angel, maybe, I am going to bed early to give myself some peace at mind,” she spoke before let out a deep sigh through her nostrils. With that stood the doubtful mare up and left the room as a whole. The mare made her way up to her own bedroom where she would have dropped down in bed. But she wasn't able anymore to keep her tears within her. Especially with that what was coursing through her own veins. Though something deep inside the pegasus told her that the two of them would meet up with one another at a point in time that was not spoken about. Whether the two would be happy about it had to be discovered for themselves when that time was truly there. Angel had skipped after the mare and struggled to get on the bed himself before her just joined her. He nuzzled her cheek in the attempt to calm her down as much as he could. But being the little critter he was, he needed his sleep more than anything else. And within ten minutes he just dropped against the mattress and fell asleep. Fluttershy couldn't do much else then wrap a hoof around her pet and keep him close by. Thoughts raced through the pegasus at the fullest of speeds. Thoughts of logic and utter insanity all passed by like it was nothing. Yet it were the same thoughts that placed so much strain on her poor little mind, that she wore herself out completely. And ever so gently became the thoughts less as Fluttershy entered the realm of the dreams more and more. Before she even knew it herself, she found herself deep asleep as well. ~~~~                   “So many have suffered for me to live on, but what would it all be without me? What would the whole land be, without me? It’s so simple to do that, end everything right here, right now. Stop their suffering, stop my suffering forever. But,” the unicorn looked down at her free hoof and closed her eyes for a moment. Rarity then shook her head at a thought that had entered her mind. “No, I won’t give up something like this... I’m a living legend! Well, more like a living nightmare.” Many more thoughts raced through her mind as she couldn't clear herself up about to the matter but in the end was it too late. The sun had been traded in for the moon which shone its light bright at the land, the hills and her back. Upon the realization had Rarity folded up her parasol again and she turned herself around to face the moon rise. With her face being completely exposed to it, she allowed it to bath itself in its majestically light. Doing so made the matter clear as crystal for her once and for all. “Giving up something like this, is like throwing away a dream. This is who I am now, this is Rarity,” she spoke in a confident voice as her eyes opened themselves again and she just stared at the rock in the skies. “I am a true rarity now. Always have been and always will be.” The unicorn kept sitting on her spot for a couple minutes and she just looked over to the moon with a sick grin. Then she rose up back up on all four of her hooves. Rarity held the parasol against the side of her body with her magic and ventured down the hill she sat on. Though instead of going to the path that would lead her straight to the main road of Ponyville, Rarity had the desire to visit somepony she promised to a very, very long time ago. If that certain somepony would like her sudden visit would be question number two. But the two had unfinished business with one another. For the mare she was looking for, also came unannounced in her house for a sudden house-call. Rarity would only return the favor to a certain degree. ~~~~   Through the hills outside of Ponyville did she search for that one little place. That one place she visited so many months ago and for some reason the unicorn had quite the trouble finding it. It was when she stood in a small valley that her eyes picked up powerful beams of grayish, violet magic that were shot up into the skies. Rarity recognized the coloring almost in an instant and she knew the very being who shot them. It was nopony else then the being she was looking for. But one thing amazed her a little bit. The pony she was looking for appeared to be closer than she thought. A lot closer. The vampiric unicorn moved over the hills as quick and silent as she was allowed. Then she found it right before her eyes. The very source of the magical beams was right in the small valley below her. An azure blue coated, cornflower blue maned unicorn mare who was panting a little bit. The aftermath from the spell she just had cast into the air had come to her. But her eyes laid themselves upon the visitor. The pair of eyes just stared up to the dress wearing unicorn. Almost right away was there a deep growl of pure annoyance that was left by her. The mare in the valley remembered who it was as clear as crystal. There was only one pony that had its mane in the curling manner like she had and the mare knew all too well who that one mare was. “And what does little miss Perfect desires from Trixie this time, hm?” she spoke up while her wizard hat got set back upon her head. Trixie wanted to change for the better without a doubt. But there still was a rivalry that had been building itself up between the two unicorns. It happened right after the magician had dyed the perfect mane of Rarity green. A rivalry that would be never ending with the exception of ones un- or fortunate passing away. For neither of them was possible to forgive the other for their actions. Rarity did had her payback on the recolor part though. She returned the favor a couple days after the events with the Ursa Minor and turned the mane of Trixie in the most vibrant red possible. “I am surprised you still remember my name to begin with, darling. Actually, no I am not,” answered Rarity with a gentle huff. She began to venture downhill herself once more. They would battle it out face to face. “Hmph, Trixie never forgets the name of a pony she had shown who is greater. Did you like your green mane, Joker?” she spoke up in a teasing tone while she placed a hoof before her mouth. She snickered once again upon remembering the face of the mare after she had found out just what happened to her. To her it was just priceless, for Rarity a nightmare. ~~~~   But where Trixie laughed, Rarity just boiled in utter disgust. The green coloring in her mane was one of the worst things that ever happened to her mane in all of her existence. The feeling of just charging her, pinning her down to the ground and sinking her deadly fangs into her flesh was a pleasing thought but also one she saw off quickly. “No, no I didn't enjoy those mane. Though tell me, do you enjoy living here while everypony thinks you are both a phony and a failed magician?” she spoke up in return while she rose her head up a little bit. Just the mentioning of that one little word was enough for the blue coated mare drop her ears as she allowed another growl to leave. “You know more than well that Trixie was a great magician but those two idiots in your pathetic little town had to ruin it all for her. The stories were good, the myths amazing. Trixie had her things on order! But because of them... she was ruined! Not to mention, Sparkle herself,” the magician said during the growling that came from her soul. “And it never occurred in that little mind of yours that events as they unfold themselves, would never have happened before with overly attached fans of yours?” the vampiric mare countered the argument. She had a stern looking glance in her eyes as she said the words. Almost as if she was some kind of teacher punishing a student. The mare set the tip of the parasol into the ground and let her foreleg lean upon it before the other would bring itself towards her face. Despite their conversation, Rarity still looked over to her hoof. It looked like she didn't give much attention but in reality she was ready for everything to happen. Upon hearing the words, Trixie’s eyes sprung open while a deep blush formed itself on her face. A blush of the deepest embarrassment. “N-No,” she said in a whisper while she tried to hide her face from Rarity. She couldn’t allow her enemy to see where she was going through. “My point exactly. And don’t even get me started about Sparkle,” she replied before she sat her hoof back on the ground. The vampony began to make her way up to her rival. “W-Wait, d-don’t hit me! I have learned my lesson time after time!” Trixie spoke scared before she fell on her flank. The odd thing was that she pleaded in the first person instead of her usual, third person perspective. A thing that was odd in and off itself but it did showcase just how true her words happened to be. ~~~~   “Hurt you? Hmhmhm, as delightful as the thought would be, no. I was more thinking along the way of, this,” said Rarity to the other mare. She found herself right in front of her and do whatever she wanted. But the vampony placed a cold hoof below the chin of Trixie and pulled it towards hers. The magician let out a shiver in response to the hoof but she was also appearing to be paralyzed from head to hoof for some reason. The vampiric mare brought their lips together at a slow rate. All before the action done emerged into a powerful yet cold kiss given by nopony else then, Rarity. Taken deep by surprise by the sudden action, the magician struggled at first before she just returned the kiss deeply as many shivers ran down her spine. Shivers which subdued her from any movement while Rarity allowed the kiss only to go deeper. With the passage of some seconds it was the ivory coated unicorn who was the first to part from the kiss under a deep grin. Their tongues never met one another and that was probably a fact for the better. Trixie still couldn't move a single muscle in her body as everything in her was appearing to be frozen from the cold kiss. “My my. I never thought this of you darling. But you are quite the romanticus,” said Rarity in a teasing tone as she enjoyed the wonderful taste of the kiss she had given and also had received. The vampiric unicorn turned herself around with the intention to leave and made the first couple of steps. “We will meet each other again at some point in time, for now.. .you will have to do it with this,” she said to the air. After that she turned her head over into the direction of the other unicorn for one last time. It was after she had spoken the words that Rarity was just gone. She turned her head the right way again and walked back into the darkness of the night. With every step she took, the light of showwagon was left behind furthermore. Up to the point she was all consumed within the darkness of the night and invisible to the naked eye. Trixie blinked a couple times to herself. She thought about just what had happened to her while she regained more and more movement over her own body. In the end she shook her head as the taste of Rarity’s lips could still be tasted upon hers. “What was... that..?” Trixie spoke in a numb manner. She turned herself around and faced her wagon again. “Is she...” But then her eyes shot open as wide as possible as her irises shrunk. There was a simple thought that ran through her mind, but one that would be having a great impact. “...In love with the Great and Powerful Trixie!?” ~~~~   Back in the boutique had Fleur found herself sitting in the chair behind the desk within the working area. Yet her eyes weren't aimed at a new design of any kind. Instead she had her eyes found their rest upon a book which held most - if not all - of the previous designs that Rarity had ever made over her career as a designer. Her eyes stared at the date of the first drawing she saw and simply went to the last one, doing the same thing. And those very same eyes shot open wide when they caught a very simple looking drawing. One that had to be drawn by the hooves of a foal. It looked nowhere near as good as the ones she saw during her flipping. “One has to be kidding me, let’s see here. ‘Rarity, age six’,” she mumbled to herself. Then she was hit by utter surprise as the gears in her head turned and twisted in all possible manners. She took the book with her to the living room and laid herself down on the sofa. It would be there where she began on the adventure of looking through the many designs the master tailor had made over the many years she practiced her profession. A profession that was to be found at a truly young age. Rarity had walked down the path of gravel under the company of the moonlight and the sounds of the other creatures of the night. The unicorn still had her horn charged in order to keep the parasol close to her body. She had given Trixie some mercy though. She had originally desired to feed from her blood once again, as that was her promise. But she changed that very plan rather quick. But only when she was told that Trixie was hurt so much already for her done deeds. Despite being a monster of the night, she still had remorse flowing through her body. Even if it was just a little bit. Just enough to make the decisions between both right and wrong. After a small walk around the edge of town and some casual hello’s along the way, the vampiric unicorn had made her way back into the boutique and charged up her horn in order to unlock the door before entering. A chill wind made its way through the boutique as the door opened. It send some shivers all over Fleur before she caught the sound of the door being closed in her ears. “My lady?” she asked with care in her voice. After that her head rose itself up from the book. “Yes Fleur, it is me. Where do you happen to be sitting?” Rarity called up before she set the parasol in the empty umbrella bin. “In the living room.” Rarity didn't had her horn discharged yet and she began to undress herself from the wonderful piece of clothing that surrounded her body. The belt that held most of it together opened itself up and with one raising movement of her head, the entire attire moved itself up and away from her. “So much better, so much more freedom,” she spoke after it happened and she brought it to the nearest empty mannequin she could find. With some fiddling done on the mannequin and being happy with the final result, Rarity discharged her horn and just looked over the wonderful dress for a moment. It was thrown together by her in order to have something to protect her during the day and it did its job like a charm. ~~~~               She made her way onto the living room, Fleur was just gazing at the seducing swaying of both Rarity’s tail and hips as she lost herself in them. “Hmhmhm, don’t lose yourself too much, my slave. I need you longer than just this night and you know that as well as I do,” she spoke up before she gave the mare a deep kiss on the lips. Though she couldn't resist slipping her tongue into the mouth of Fleur. Another kiss of tongues had emerged from her and that time, it was held for quite the longer bit with all the occasional moans included. But when they both broke up from the kiss again, there was once again a string of saliva that still connected them before it broke apart. It dangled around their lips and tongue until it dropped to either the ground or the fabric of the chair. “I do not know about you, but I am heading off to bed. I do not have the desire to roam around the night while being up for the day already,” spoke Rarity while she stroked the mane of Fleur in a loving manner. After a couple strokes she stopped and turned herself around. Her walking returned to the seducing one as she began to on the journey to her bedroom. The mortal mare looked a couple times to the book she had and the mare that walked away before she gave in to her own desires and just went with her. Both of the mares found themselves not much later in the comfortable hold under the blankets of the posterbed. There were they kissing the other deep once more. A cold kiss given by the vampony, a warm one by the mortal. It was only after they parted that Fleur wanted to do more, to go where the once went. But Rarity had only the desire to sleep and to do nothing else. Rarity only shook her head in response to the attempts of Fleur. She turned herself the right way up while her wings uncurled themselves and curled them back up around her body and forelegs as her eyes closed themselves for the night, just hoping she would get some rest. Fleur on the other hoof was a little disappointed by the actions and just turned herself to the other side where she closed her own eyes in order to get some sleep. She managed to do that by going the normal way instead of the much used forced way of her mistress. A thing she couldn't complain about, but letting herself go through the more aggressive manner was a lot more mouthwatering for her.