//------------------------------// // La Couturière // Story: Room Mares // by TJW //------------------------------// The last night had certainly been a gruesome one for Twilight, primarily due to the now broken window in her room letting in numerous large gusts of chillingly cold wind that struck her down to the bones as she tried to get some sleep. Trixie's welcoming fireworks display yesterday had burnt every one of Twilight's possessions to a crisp except the clothes on her back... so in other words, it burnt EVERYTHING. She reflected on this momentarily but repressed it in the end, this was not a good time to bring down her mood again. She strolled down the campus pathway, accompanied by Spike and his new friend Bill Quackmire, taking in the different sights and sounds the College and its inhabitants had to offer. All of the anticipation filled wonder she'd experienced when she'd first arrived had been obliterated thanks to a certain blue mare, but on the other hand, there were other new students around for her to make friends with, and that's exactly what she planned to do at the fresh mares and stallions event being held in the school's main hall. "...so anyway, the place is a dump! Although at least I was able to meet some nice guys like Bill here, then made friends pretty quickly" Spike explained to a despondent Twilight, who just remembered the young dragon was recounting his story of the night before to her. She considered his statement, "well, I guess I have the complete opposite situation to you then, Spike. My room is... or at least WAS perfect, but my roommate however was far from perfect! I was so nice to her and she goes and blows up all my stuff! Then to top it off, I get punished for it as well. So we're still living together" "So what's the punishment?" "That IS the punishment, Spike" Twilight scorned, "and now this year is gonna be hell for me because I'm stuck in a room with this evil incarnate!" Spike hated to see Twilight get herself worked up like this, she'd always been there for him when he was down, so part of him felt it was right to try and return the favour, "I'm sorry Twilight, but you can't give up now, it's only been one night after all. I'm sure your roommate has her reasons for acting like this, if you could resolve these then I know you'll be able to become friends!" Twilight appreciated Spike's concern for her wellbeing, but saw no hope in his idea, "normally Spike, you'd be right. This would be the way to quell disputes between two normal ponies... but Trixie is no normal pony. I just can't see a way to get through to her!" Spike was starting to share the unicorn's sadness, he had to try something else so pulled Quackmire over to the side of the path, just out of Twilight's earshot. "Help me out here dude! She's getting really upset about this. Can't you say something that might cheer her up a bit?" Quackmire rubbed the strange double chin under his beak with his wing, before an idea hit him. "Don't worry kid, I know just what to say when a mare is sad about something, I'm a master at these things, just leave it to me". Quackmire returned to Twilight, closely followed by Spike. "Ahem, Twilight? I know things seem bad now, but just remember; there's a good chance this is probably all YOUR fault" Spike facepalmed, then pushed the duck out of the way to make up for the 'master's' error, "what he meant to say... was that there's nothing you can do about it now, and you should try to forget about it!" Twilight looked back at them, then an awkward smile came across her face, "Don't let my problems worry you guys, and I'm well aware my main focus is to make friends at this event, I'll be fine!" Spike and Quackmire shared a satisfied nod and hurried along with Twilight as they approached the main building, where the 'no non students' rule had seemed to have been relaxed for the occasion. As they paced along, another idea came to Quackmire, "y'know Twilight, it'd be good if you did manage to make friends with Trixie, friendship is a powerful thing, almost like magic. Yeah, the 'magic of friendship', you might just find this magic will come in very useful to you later in life if you use it right" Twilight stopped, turning around to face the duck with a genuine tone of interest in her expression, "wow! Now you mention it! That could actually... be the STUPIDEST I have EVER heard in my ENTIRE life!" -------------------------------------- Stood outside the grand doors of the main hall, Twilight prepared herself a mental checklist of the best strategy to accumulate some friends with the most efficiency; of course the dependant variable was to not run into Trixie. She looked down to her left, to receive an encouraging gesture onwards from Spike and his duck acquaintance. There was one last factor that was nagging Twilight; she was one of the fair few unicorns in the school who could be considered a 'gifted unicorn', a perculiar observation considering the school's name. This meant that it was actually her abilities with magic that landed her a place at the CCGU rather than daddy's bank account, the latter being the normal for the vast majority of the school's students. This fact gave a sense of anxiety for Twilight rather than pride; her classmates' eccentric backgrounds made her feel as though she might be a bit low brow for them, therefore making the task to find friends that much harder. Her worries were swiftly eradicated upon opening the door, where she was greeted by dark, dingy nightclub scene with its occupants formed as a compacted mob violently jumping up and down. They seemed to be based around a flashing DJ table with a white, blue maned, sunglasses wearing unicorn at the helm, manipulating this complex device. The oversized, powerful speakers emitted a varied collection of wubs and beats that noticeably sounded like a flushing toilet, construction work and a dumpster rolling down 5 flights of stairs all mixed into one noise. The strangest part was that the mob actually seemed to be enjoying this horse crap! Twilight was frozen, seriously considering a transfer to another college. Any signs that this was a main hall for a prestigious establishment was very effectively hidden. "This is just awful! How can I be subjected to such chaos and a bucking mob as soon as I enter a room?" Spike just glared at her, clearly she hadn't really been listening to the story of his first day after all. "Well if every new pony is in this hall, you might as well start looking for the ones with similar interests I guess" "In the mob?" She snapped, "they'll eat me alive!" Her eyes surveyed the walls on the outskirts of the room, looking for any signs of 'non mob' life. "There!" She spotted another pony at the far side of the hall, then started to make her way over there. As the distance between them reduced, Twilight was able to identify more of the unicorn's features. She was a white unicorn with rich blue eyes and light blue eyeliner on the lids. Her dark purple mane was weaved into a long ponytail with two thick strands of hair drooped down each side of her face. Despite her looks, it was her dress that really took Twilight's attention; stitched to perfection and colours that really complimented her mane and make up, with what must have been her cutiemark labelled on the side, three diamonds. Twilight realised that she was now alone, turning back to see Spike and Quackmire had stopped ubruptly several feet back. They were both locked in a fixated stare focused on the stunning white unicorn, lasting several awkward seconds until Quackmire broke the silence, "she is GORGEOUS! That is sure one marshmallow I'd like to roast if you know what I mean, hehe QUACKIDDY QUACKIDDY!" Spike's trance ended a soon as he heard Quackmire's statement, "Quackiddy quackiddy? Dude... please just don't EVER do that again!" Spike paused for a moment, then burst into laughter when he eventually understood what Quackmire meant, then the two ran to catch up with Twilight. Now within speaking distance, which was very close considering the background noise, Twilight found that she wasn't the one who had to make the introduction this time, as the white unicorn spoke up, seeming somewhat relieved to see her, "I take it this ear sore is as audibly offensive to you as it is to me darling?" "I'll say! I can barely hear myself think in this place! I'm Twilight Sparkle by the way" replied Twilight, offering a warm smile The unicorn inspected Twilight, before reciprocating the smile, "it's a pleasure to meet you Twilight. I do just have one question though, why aren't you fully attired for this event?" Twilight, admired the dress, then turned to find out that even in their rabid insanity, the dancing lunatics were actually clothed. "Well funny story... my roommate kind of blew up all my clothes" uttered Twilight through cheeks blushing with embarrassment. "That's terrible!" Gasped the unicorn Twilight again gazed at her acquaintance's dress, "well at least your dress looks great" she sighed, "where'd you get it from?" The unicorn chuckled to herself, "oh this old thing? It's just something I made myself before I came out here, nothing special. It's just that dress making is a bit of a hobby of mine. Wait, I've got an idea! How about I make you a new dress?" Twilight felt uncomfortable, "That's really generous, but I couldn't ask you..." "It's no trouble at all!" She interrupted, "it's my pleasure! In fact I was going to bring another dress with me here, but with how full my luggage was, it was just too big for me to fit in!" "Quackiddy!" Twilight grinned wide, half at the generous offer she'd received, and half at the fact she was really making progress with this young mare to making friends. "That's really nice of you! Say, what are you studying here?" "Magical theory" she replied, "I don't think I'm very good at it though" Twilight nearly exploded into a loud cheer, but restrained this to avoid humiliation, "That's great! I'm studying the same thing!" The unicorn outstretched her hoof to meet in a hearty hoof shake, "then I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other this year then" she gleamed, "do you want to leave this place? I find it much easier to get to know somepony when I can hear myself talk" As they made their way to the exit, something very obvious came to Twilight that she'd forgotten, "oh! Silly me! I forgot to ask your name" "The name is Rarity darling"