"......Sweet Luna's moon, I AM NOT WEARING THAT!! I'M A STALLION NOT A MARE!" Lyrical shouted. They were already in Rarity's boutique, where the stallion was trying to escape the white coated mare’s store.
"Oh hush now, I only need you to wear one. How bad can it possibly be?" Rarity pulls back Lyrical with her magic, forcing him to stand still on a small block of wood. Before he could jump, Rarity shot a beam of magic at Lyrical. He immediately stood straight up on all his four hooves, perfect posture in order for Rarity to place the dress over him.
"Why can't I move the rest of my body!?" Lyrical panicked. He could only move his eyes and his mouth, nothing else. Rarity walked up to him, smiling. "I don't like being forced to do things, Rarity. Besides, I usually slouch, and this position is VERY uncomfortable." Sweetie Belle was standing behind Lyrical, who was still trying to move. Rarity, using her magic, took off Lyrical's red stained hoodie, handing it to Sweetie Belle.
"Sweetie Belle, be a dear an-"
"OH SWEET MOTHER OF ALL THINGS THAT I CAN'T COME UP WITH BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY!! I'M NAKED!" Sweetie Belle took the hoodie from Rarity's grasp and threw it into a laundry basket. She giggled at Lyrical's outburst. Rarity raised a brow, confused.
"Lyrical, we're ponies, we're always naked." Rarity said. The stallion, oblivious to Rarity's comment, continued his rambling. "I'M NAKED IN FRONT OF TWO PONIES! AND ONE OF THEM IS A FILLY!! HAVE YOU NO SHAME RARITY!?"
"Lyrical, like I said, ponies are always-"
"THIS IS MENTALLY SCARRING FOR SWEETIE BELLE!! SHE'LL NEVER LIVE THIS DOWN! THIS SCENE IS NOW BURNED INTO HER MIND!! I'M SO SORRY!"
"Lyrical, calm down. It's okay." Sweetie Belle cut in. "Besides, like my sister said, we're always nake-" She was interrupted by the stallion’s futile attempt at shaking his left foreleg.
"YOUR SISTER! IT'S HER FAULT! WHY RARITY WHY!? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO YOUR SISTER! SHE IS TOO YOUNG FOR THIS!!! WHY!" Rarity rolled her eyes and stepped in front of him. "Come now Lyrical, you are just overreacting, now, be quiet so I can-"
"NO! I WILL NOT BE SILENCED! HELP! HELP! THERE'S A MARSHMALLOW MARE FITTING ME INTO DRESSES AS HER TEST SUBJECT AND HER LITTLE SISTER HERE IS WATCHING!"
"Lyrical.."
"HELP! HELP! I NEED AN ADULT! I NEED AN ADULT!"
"...You are an adult....." Sweetie Belle facehoofed. She walked back behind Lyrical, ignoring his yelling. She stopped however, staring at the stallion’s cutie mark. "Lyrical, what does your cutie mark mean?" The male unicorn ceased his yelling. Glad, but confused at Lyrical's sudden silence, Rarity could not help but wonder as well. "It means he has a talent in rapping Sweetie, though I bet there is more to it, right Lyrical?"
".....Finish the dress Rarity." Lyrical said. His eyes were closed. Rarity raised a brow, and Sweetie Belle just stared at his mark. "Is something the matter, darling?" Rarity aske in concern.
"No...finish taking your measurements please." Lyrical said, opening his eyes. Rarity frowned a bit, clearly wanting to know what was wrong with the light brown stallion. "Lyrical, if there is anything wrong you can tell me, I am your friend of course."
Friend.
That word echoed in Lyrical's thoughts. He glared a bit at Rarity, but his eyes became watery in seconds. Sweetie walked away from Lyrical's mark. "What do you mean 'rapping'? Lyrical, what's...." She stopped next to her sister, and a worried look came across Sweetie's face.
"Lyrical, why are you crying?" She asked innocently.
If it wasn't for Rarity's freezing spell, Lyrical would've run away from the boutique, ignoring all who were around him. He felt his tears running through his eyes, water touching his cheeks. Lyrical calmed down, and gave a goofy grin. "I wasn't crying Sweetie, I was sweating through my eyes."
Rarity did not believe this at all. 'Sweetie Belle, I need you to go to the market to buy some red thread." She brought a white bag and levitated three gold bits. "Here, now shoo, Lyrical and I need to talk."
Sweetie could not protest, she was already pushed out the door by Rarity's magic. The designer locked the door, and turned back to Lyrical. His goofy grin faded, and his brave act was vanishing as well. "Rarity, I'm not saying anything. There's nothing you can do to make me."
"Oh really?" Rarity walked to his right side, and gently pushed Lyrical. Slowly, he fell to the ground with a grunt, and an annoyed sigh. "Really Rarity? I'll admit, this posture is uncomfortable, but this ain't gonna get me to spill anything." The mare sighed. She walked away, swishing her tail. "Have it your way then." She approached a light switch and turned off the lights, leaving Lyrical in the dark. She then opened the door.
"Aye! You’re just going to leave me here?" Lyrical asked. Rarity turned around and gave him a smart-flank smile. "If I cannot get you to talk, I'm sure Applejack can. Ta Ta for now!" She closed the door behind her, locking it in the process.
Lyrical was alone, with only the light of the window to keep him company. He moved his pupils all around, and eventually stopped. His eyesight fell on a tall, pale mannequin, wearing a slender black suit. Behind it, shadows from other objects in the window's way created tentacle-like whips behind it. Lyrical's eyes widened.
"...Help me.."
Sweet Apple Acres
The big red barn.
Shadow Breeze walked into the barn. Nothing special about it, red on the outside and red inside. Applejack was laying down on a pile of hay, her stetson hat covering her eyes.
"She must be asleep." Shadow muttered. He slowly walked out, only to be stopped by a big red stallion. "Nope." He said. He grabbed Shadow by the tale and tossed him back into the barn, landing in front of orange hooves.
"Can't escape that easily now, can ya?" She snickered. Applejack pulled him up to his hooves, staring into his eyes. "Now, you’re gonna tell me what gets you so down 'bout ya cutie mark." She forced Shadow into a wall, snouts only inches away. Shadow's face grew red, but Applejack didn't care.
"A-Applejack, you’re in my per-personal space.." Shadow stuttered.
"Ah don't care, now tell me 'bout yer past, all of it. Or Big Mac over there's gunna be makin' you buck apple trees for a week. Non-stop." Shadow looked to the entrance where Big Mac was standing, eyes half closed.
"Eeyup."
Shadow took a deep breath, and exhaled. "Fine, I'll tell you but can you back away please? I'm not comfortable in this position." Applejack's face had a slight blush, but her glare still remained. She pushed Shadow into a pile of hay, while she stood, trying to intimidate him.
"Speak. Now." She said. Shadow took another deep breath.
"It was night time when it happened. The night my dad-"
"Applejack are you in here? I need your help with a little problem."
Rarity walked in to see Applejack standing above Shadow Breeze. From their point of view, Applejack's hooves were just barely touching the hay pile, while Shadow lay on the hay. But for Rarity, her point of view showed something different. Her smile before she walked in, turned into a sly grin.
"Am I interrupting something?"
Applejack turned around, glaring at Rarity. "Course you are! Shadow here was just about to tell me about how he got his cutie mark." Rarity raised an eyebrow.
"Really? I was just about to come and get you because Lyrical refuses to tell me about his cutie mark as well." At this, Applejack had a sly grin on her, and looked at Shadow.
"Lets go visit your friend, partner." Applejack tossed a nearby rope at Shadow, lassoing him into submission. She tied the rope tightly around his waist, so he couldn't fly away. "And you know what? Let's round up the other girls Rare. Ah'm sure they'd like to know how Lyrical and Shadow got their cutie marks."
Applejack lifted Shadow on her back. The pegasus got a little bit red. Rarity noticed his blush and winked at him. This caused him to blush even more. "It's just too easy to make these colts blush, right?" Applejack turned around to Shadow's blushing face. She winked at him as well, making his grey, coat a crimson red.
"Eeyup." She chuckled.
Shadow looked up to the skies, worried for his friend and himself. They never really liked talking about their Bro Marks. He could only hope Lyrical was prepared to spill the beans.