I slowly traced her hoof across the top of her eye.
"Careful, Octavia...aaannnndd....perfect."
I put the brush back in its small bottle on my vanity. After blinking my eyes a few times and assessing how they look, I finally felt satisfied. My older sister caught me
"You look nice, Octavia."
"I swear, liquid eyeliner will be the death of me." I didn't turn around to see my sister. I instead looked at her through the reflection in the mirror.
"May I see your dress?"
I turned to face my sister. My dress was modeled after the times before Celestia, since my sister knew I had more...elegant...tastes. It had three layers, as apposed to the more modern two layer dresses. The top layer was a black coat. It covered my torso, the back fell over my tail and went about midway down my legs. It stayed connected from strings connecting the two sides from the front, similar to how a show is laced. The layer below that was a full skirt, sporting a similiar color to a familiar bowtie, which she insisted to keep on. The bottom layer, unlike the other two, was not seen. It was only a wire frame that added volume.
"I've really outdone myself with this one."
"You really have." I pulled her sister in for a hug, but she was quick to pull away. I shot her a confused look.
"Wouldn't want to mess up all of your make-up." She smiled. She turned to leave the room, but remembered why she came in here to begin with.
"I wanted to ask, who did you give my ticket to?"
"I gave it to a-" I paused to think of the word I wanted to use. "- special somepony." As the words left my mouth, I wished I could reach out and take them back. Out of instinct, I covered my mouth.
"Ooh, I get it. Let me know how it goes." With a wink, she left. I was relieved that she didn't press me. I returned to my vanity to ensure that I looked my best. Not just for my date, but also for Princess Celestia, who I heard was attending the event. I hoped to gain an audience with her, of course, I didn't know what I would say to her. Who knows, maybe one day I could play in her castle. I would liven up the throne room as she entered. Maybe I would end up played for special events, or even the Grand Galloping Gala.
I was quickly pulled from my fantasy when my phone decided to go off. The ringtone that played quickly gave it away. I didn't pick it, she stole my phone while we went out and changed it behind my back. I've begged her to change it to something more pleasant. She's promised to teach me how to do it myself, but only after I am old enough to drink and go to one of her "events" without it ending with a guard escort home.
MESSAGE RECEIVED
-Ready for you to come over.
I slipped my phone into the inside pocket of my dress and left the house. The walk to her apartment was a lot shorter than she described. She has only been to my house once, but from the way she described it, I would have thought that the walk would have taken an hour or two. The walk to her apartment was pleasant. The streets were empty as I made my way to my date's house. I was able to pass the main road to the castle. Pegasus ponies pushed all of the clouds over main street to the sides; the stars acted almost like direction lights down the road. Unfortunately, I had to push past the main road. Instead of stars, I could only look up and see clouds. However, for that one moment, it was truly beautiful. I can't wait to walk down that road with her.
I carefully walked up the stairs to her apartment. I admit, I was slightly nervous about the night, but we've talked about it countless times. She has eased my nerves. I have to admit, when the situation first came up, I was furious at her. However, after hearing what had happened at the coffee shop and her relationship with that stallion, I cannot put too much blame on her. I've calmed down since then and we have worked something out. I knocked on the door, and almost immediately, she came out.
She. Looked. Stunning. There's no other way to describe it. The dress perfectly complimented her mane and coat colors, and it is definitely what I expected her to wear. I could see the red tint appearing on her face as she hid it by turning around to close the door instead of using her magic. However, she regained her composure when she turned around and offered her hoof.
"Shall we grace them with our presence?" She asked.
"We shall." I wrap my foreleg around her hoof. "Thank you so much for doing this, Lyra."
She smiled. "It's my pleasure."