"Is that my imported scoltish fox hunting horn... on my bed? If it is my sister I swear to cotton that I will give her something to wail about" Rarity thinks, looking over her covers
In a stylish yet simple red coat with yarn covered dome buttons and sporting a black bowler is her sister, and the horn is right in front of her face
Sweetie takes a gasp and readies another call when her sister shoots up from bed "SWEETIE! STOP! I'M UP!" she screams, grabbing the startled filly, who promtly blows the horn in one long breath
TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!
Rarity checks her hair and it is, indeed, blown back and now draping over her back and shoulders
"Sorry sis... just trying to get my fox hunting cutie mark" the filly whispers, a frown growing
"Well, I can assure you there is no such thing as a 'fox hunting' cutie mark" the white mare looks in her vanity and notices how beautiful and sultry her sleepy eyes and simple, blown back hair slick with sweat from a "Heated" night alone. Then she gets an idea. "Why don't you try mimicry? You can make money doing it and it's good for one to enjoy the simpler pleasures. Like Ms. Heartstrings and her harp-" "Lyre" Sweetie interjects
Blinking, she looks at her sister "Pardon?"
"It's called a lyre. A harp is at least twice as tall as me and would be hard to carry" Sweetie explains this to her sister, who honestly did not know the difference
"Well... good to know, I have some grease paint, make-up and a beret you can use. I just need your measurements to make the rest... and I should make the make-up water proof though..." The mare grasps the horn in her magic and ushers the girl downstairs
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Several minutes later, the filly is walking to the park to try her hoof at mimicry but upon trying to stand, she falls over
"Oooowwww... that hurt..." she moans, spitting out a leaf
"Huh, and I thought that mimes didn't talk. Interesting..." a female voice chuckles from a nearby bench
"Who said tha- Oh..." on the bench is Lyra Heartstrings, her legs dangling off the bench, her usual slouch now upright. "So, can't stand on your own two feet?" she smirks, the filly blushing at being seen
"...Yes..." she mutters, the older mare's ears perking it up
"How about I help you?" the green unicorn hops off her bench and extends a forehoof...
While standing on her hindlegs "What? When someone offers to help you up, isn't it polite to accept?"
Having gotton onto her four hooves, the filly looks at the unicorn towering above her "How are you doing that?" she asks, causing Lyra to smile
"Years of practice and determination" the filly gets a down-trodden look (on both sides of her face) "But then I made these two machines with a friend of mine" the mare goes to her bag and pulls out four metal and cloth objects from it
"These are the Quad-2-bi suspender and brace set. It goes around the hind legs and conforms to the shape of your legs and strengthens them to support the rest of your body weight without unnecessary muscle growth. the suspenders do not hinder movement and allow you to walk on two legs... but you'll need to work on your center of gravity and balance to get it down pat. And if you need to get on all fours, there is a switch on the waist belt that undoes the locking mechanism" as she explains her product to the filly, as she affixes it to her
"So... try again" Sweetie tries to lift off her forehooves, but can't "Try throwing a little of your weight back over your shoulders" the mare suggests, flicking her head
Sweetie nods and does upright herself, but then falls backwards
"Whoa there, I said a little, not all. But good work, the first time somebody used it, they couldn't upright until their 10th try" the mare smiles, the filly held from falling by her golden magic
Sweetie smiles as she takes in the older mare's compliment and tries again, only to end the same.
"Tenacious, aren't you? Maybe you should wait until I actually engage the mechanism this time?" the older mare chuckled, flicking a switch "Now try"
Sweetie throws her head back and, unlike before, stands upright "Ah-" the mare puts a hoof over Sweetie's mouth
"Mimes don't talk remember?" the filly nods, understanding the conditions of her chosen persuit
"Good, now try again" Lyra pushes the filly, but instead of landing on her forehooves, the filly takes a step forward, the air being sliced by the solitary clop of her hoof "Did... did you just take a step to brace yourself? That's amazing! It took my test subject a whole week to do that! And you did it without thinking!" The mare jumps up and down with glee, the filly just blushes under her grease paint
"Okay! Now try walking like I'm doing!" the mare stops jumping and starts to walk like a fashion model, hip sashaying, pouty lip and all the other required quirks
Sweetie mimics the other mare's movements and finds herself getting closer to the mare, though her movements aren't as fluid
"OH. MY. LUNA. You did it... you really did it... come here" the mare motions for the filly to approach and once she is within arm's reach, Lyra hugs her. Soft tears going down her face as she kneels on one knee "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you..." she whispers into sweetie's ear, her breath tickling her ears "You have no idea how long I've wished to teach someone what I know... If you'll let me, of course" the mare leans back, her golden eyes shimmering with tears of happiness, a wide smile on her face
Sweetie nods to the mare, catching a hint of mint and sugar in her hair... like mint ice cream
She LOVES mint ice cream
Lyra jumps in the air and squeals like a filly who just got her first kiss
"Okay! Now I need to loosen the joints on here... oops" Sweetie's leg is squeezed in the metal and cloth contraption
"..." she keeps her mouth closed to keep up the mime persona intact as the mare beneath her turns the knob in the other direction, loosening the filly's brace
She sighs in releif as the mare decides to loosen the other
"Sorry about that... got too excited" she levitates the filly to the bench "I'm gonna go get lunch from my house, you stay here and I'll bring you something my heeeeee~ student.... Oh that feels good!" the mare trots off on all fours towards her house in "Bonbon's bonbons" the candy shop across from sugarcube corner
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"I'm back!" Lyra announces, sweetie waking from a dream involving Pinkie Pie and far too much maple syrup
She jumps up and runs to the mare, who hugs the filly, relishing in the sweet scent of lilacs and vanilla the filly seemed to be bathed in
"Anyways, time for lunch" they trot to the bench and lyra unceremoniously levitates the contents out
A barley, lettuce, and tomato sandwhich, 3 apples, a carton of chocolate milk, and a few biscuits
"Come on, she didn't forget my- AHA!" she levitates out a small pudding cup "YES! Pudding cup!" she levitates it back into the bag and hoofs half her sandwich, and an apple to the filly, who grabs them and moves in sync with the mare next to her
As they finish, Lyra offers her pudding cup but Sweetie refuses. Lyra pats her head "I don't offer my pudding to just anybody, I like my pudding" she pulls out another machine which looks like an oversized dragon claw but with spoons on the end.
Sweetie waves her hooves and points to the odd machine
"Oh, this? It's a pudding and hand replicating extendo-claw. My own design; watch this" she points to the glove-esque end of it and puts her hoof in, which makes a loud "PSSShhhhh..." noise
Then the fingers flex as if rigid with disuse "See that branch?" she points a finger at the branch across from them
Sweetie nods, mesmerized by the mare's machine
A small crack is heard as the branch appears in the green mare's metal hand "See?" she attempts to twirl it but fails as the branch slaps the side of her head "Owww..."
Sweetie giggles at the mare next to her who shoots an angry glance her way; but then bursts into a giggle fit as well
They lay on the bench, passing ponies not sure what to make of the giggling mime filly and the odd ball musician with one of her strange machines
As the giggles subside, Lyra looks into the shimmering eyes of her student, the sunlight reflecting off her light peridot eyes... "Whoa, that is one cute mime" she thinks to herself as she sits back up onto the bench. the filly doing everything in sync
"Whoa, are you actually doing stuff in sync with me?" she asks, raising an eyebrow
Sweetie nods, a small smile playing across her face
"That. Is. Cool. So, onto our last lesson! Running!" the mare hops down and Sweetie replicates lyra's posture, legs dangling over the ground. The mare tightens the thigh straps, removing the knee braces for easier movement
"Need some help up?" Lyra extends a hoof which Sweetie takes
"Now you've got it!" The mint mare laughs, much to Sweetie's confusion
The mare stops laughing "Readysetgo!" she takes off runing, leaving Sweetie behind to catch up
"By Celestia's mane! I hope this is the last one for today" Sweetie thinks, chasing the mint colored dot on the horizon
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"Here we are! your house!" the mare says, not a single bead of sweat on her. "Tired? You won't get the girls or guys if you lack stamina" Lyra turns and nocks on the door
"Coming~" a sing song voice calls, the door opening shortly after "Ms. Heartstrings! To what do I owe the annoy- I mean, pleasure?" the unicorn coughs into her hoof
"Your sister helped my more... 'Unhealthy' hobbies today. She was fun" Lyra says, motioning for the filly, who was on four legs again, to enter her home
Rarity raises an eyebrow "'Unhealthy'?"
"Yeah, she was a natural! Of course, I may have been a little to rough with her in the begining, but no lasting physical wounds"
"Hmmmmm... so you had fun with my sister? Was she well behaved?" Rarity starts to get into Lyra's personal space
"Yeah! She was a little noisy at first, but I fixed that" Lyra smiles, looking at the sweating filly on one of the chairs
"Well... did you have any problems?" Rarity asks, getting ready to close the door behind her
"Not really, she ate well, manners and all, but she didn't like my pudding. But she was willing to learn. But you may want to see about raising her stamina, it's abyssmal" Lyra cocks her head at the closing door
"Now listen here you perverted freak of nature! I trusted Sweetie to make good choices today, and that was wrong, but you took advantage of a filly who didn't know better! But I will be nice and let off with a warning: Leather is quite rare and quite fashionable for those who can pull it off, and if I see you near my sister again, I'll get to make some! Understand?!" she finishes, Lyra looking at her with wide eyes
"Oh really?" Lyra jumps back up and pulls out of her pocket a gold and green object
The element of symphony
"Wha- you're one of those new elements?!" Rarity gasps, turning to run
"Don't run, listen" she draws a hoof back and strums a melody, freezing Rarity mid-gallop
"Now, here's a song called 'Memory transfer'" she plays a longer tune, as the notes hit Rarity's ears, she sees in her mind's eye all that Lyra did starting with the park (Including the down-right awful innuendo she used on Bonbon)
"See? You just had a dirty mind. Naughty naughty naughty mare... I also happen to be a barber..." lyra's mouth spreads into a huge one going farther out then her face as her eyes turn green (Pat yourself on the back if you get the ref.)
"And I think that you need a good shave... naughty naughty naughty..." summoning an electric razor, she shears off all of rarity's mane and tail, not a single velvet hair left unshorn*
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Having removed the grease paint from her face as her book instructed, Sweetie walks out to the show room to see Rarity wearing a big hat and dress "Uh... sis? Why are you dressed for summer?"
"No reason... just going to see Twilight about some magic" and with that, the mare scurries off to the library
"Huh, wonder what got caught in her coifure" shrugging, the filly goes to wash off the sweat