"My goodness, darling, how can you be so still?"
Rarity was there early in the morning, taking measurements of Justin for a set of clothes. When Twilight had asked her to help the human with some more fitting clothes, Rarity was more than happy to accept, giving her the opourtunity to work on a new line for a new species.
"Years on the stage." Justin replied with a yawn.
"I didn't know you dabbled in the arts." Rarity stated, taking measure of his arm.
"Why wouldn't I? It's a great experience, plus, I love all sorts of works. From the stage to the wall, I love them all." Justin exclaimed proudly, but silently.
Rarity nodded and took a measure around his waist. She looked for a moment, marked the measurement, and removed the tape measure. She then looked at him from head to toe. Justin looked back, getting a feeling that a lightbulb was about go off, Just the wait was terrible.
"Ideeeeaaaa!" Rarity chimed in a musical manner.
"Aaaaaand the bulb went off..." Justin groaned internally.
"Have you ever thought about becoming a guard?" She quickly asked with a grin on her face.
"Uh... not really." Justin replied. "Why?"
"Because!" "Rarity's horn lit up and her pale blue aura encased his body, an imitation of an 'off-duty' uniform on him. "I think you'd look rather dashing in a uniform like that of a guard!"
"I'm not usually the one to..."
"Or maybe like this." The white unicorn quickly changed the setup to a, what he assumed, was a tuxedo for a pony.
"Better idea. How about a sweater, jeans, and some trainers?" Justin asked with a grin.
Rarity gasped, shutting off her magic, then regaining her composure. Then just looked at the human confused now. Obviously Justin didn't plan on this fashionista to know what pants were, probably shoes weren't very popular either. He just brought a palm to face and sighed.
"You know what? Forget it I even asked. Make whatever you want, I just want to go back to bed." Justin threw his hands up and walked away.
But was stopped by a magical tug on his boxers.
"You know, there is no need to be all fussy. I just wanted our guest to look nice for everypony is all." Rarity was looking at him with some puppy eyes.
"Dammit, my only weakness...." Justin looked away for a moment then turned around. "Fine, you can make me that guard uniform, I just don't want to wear it all the time. So could please, please, please make me something casual?"
Rarity muffled a squeal, but then straightened up. "I'll see what I can do, but I'll need you to come by when I am finished so you may try them on."
"Eh, fine by me, how long do you need?"
"A couple hours at most, maybe more for your size and stature. I'll be seeing you."
Justin just nodded and headed back into the bedroom Derpy let him use, even though he was offered to sleep in her bed. He did have some standards, some might have to get broken for him to even try and understand some of these ponies a bit better. Two he understood most of the time. Just that one was an outcast, like him, and the other was, well, famous.. sort of. Justin pulled the covers back and curled up in the small-ish bed. And just sat there, waiting to fall into that sweet embrace of sleep. Well, that would have to wait a while since a certain grey pegesus decided to crawl on top of him a few minutes later.
"Justin." She whispered in his ear.
"Yes Derpy?" Justin asked with his eyes closed.
"I just got done making some muffins, want some?"
Justin was about to say no, until his stomach growled at him. He simply shrugged and accepted the fact that he isn't going to get anymore sleep than he wanted to today. Derpy got off of him to allow more freedom of movement and he slowly got out of bed, for the second time this morning.
There was a nice, neat, little pan of muffins with little brown specks in them, which, if by chance, were either chocolate chips or brown sugar. The latter of which he didn't care for at the moment. Depry was by his side, smiling up at him, Dammit, why did he have to have such a weakness to adorable and cute things?! It was torture! No. it IS torture! If he wasn't stuck here, which in his case, might not be as long as last time, he'd stay here and hug the SHIT out of every pony that gave him puppy dog eyes and/or a damned smile! Why are they so adorable? WHY?! Also why do all- oh hey, these aren't half bad.
Justin swallowed the bite he took. "Derpy, what are in these delicious muffins?"
"Cocoa chips, maple syrup, and brown sugar."
"Oh she's good."
It didn't take long for Derpy and Justin to destroy the rest of those muffins, 'destroyed being an irrelevant term here. they soon found themselves in the living room. Justin on his back, arms and legs stretched out, and staring at the ceiling. Derpy could be found laying on her belly, a foreleg hanging off the edge, taking up most of the loveseat, and staring at Justin.
All would be quiet if it wasn't for the knock at Derpy's door and the envelope that slid under it. Now how long had they taken to eat the muffins? Certainly wasn't that long, was it? Derpy was the first of the two to move, slinking off the loveseat and shuffling on over to the envelope. With some incredible mouth work, in the standards of Justin, she flipped the item to the front and tried to read the hand writing. Before giving up, she trotted over and handed the envelope to Justin.
"What's this say?"
"It says.." Justin took a moment to read it, then read over it again, "... my name. Must be Rarity telling me that my clothes are done."
"Yay! Open it! Open it!" Derpy hopped up, then down, then up again.
Justin removed the wax seal, fancy for his taste, and removed a card that tingled at the touch. "But how did she even-"
Poof!
Both Derpy and Justin were gone in a flash of blue, pale blue, and ended up at the intended destination. That destination being Rarity's boutique. What a funny word to say.... boutique. Anyway, Justin held his mouth closed with his hands before a bucket shot in front of him, he forgot about this..... almost! He spewed his breakfast and the day before's meals. This wasn't going to end well...
"Oh my.." Rarity gasped.
"Could you tone it down next time? Like a delay or something?" Justin quickly asked before spewing more into the bucket.
"I'll try next time dear. Can't have you making a mess nearly everytime we teleport you."
"Mmmhf! Thanks!"
It took atleast a good fifteen minutes for Justin's stomach to calm down fully, it was another hour before they, and by they would be Rarity mainly, gave him something to drink. A nice glass of water did nicely for the human. After which, Rarity started to explain that she actually need Justin at the boutique earlier than intended to make sure that his clothes would fit him better, she just didn't think that Derpy would get dragged along too. The first attire she had him try on was his new formal wear, or as Rarity preferred it as his mock guard uniform. Complete with pants! Glorious pants! But these shoes....
"Well, I never thought I'd say this, but.." Justin examined himself in one of the mirrors, his head almost cut out from frame, ".. this look kinda suits me."
"Oh I knew you'd just love it! Most ponies do of course."
"But I'm not a pony." Justin looked at her, or what he could see. Not much, just a white and purple mash of colors.
Damn, why did he forget his glasses? Oh yeah, he was jumping into a magically conjured whirlpool that led to Equestria. Not the best life decision, but the best mistake to have ever been made by him. He was happy there, even had the two ponies that he could call better friends than he once had back in Earth, or on. He stopped keeping track.
The memories were there, definitely pleasant ones since Equestria was in his mind at the moment.