15 Years

by Mattricole


Rarity

The only time Rarity ever had business at Carousel Boutique was when Rainbow Dash was out of the house. Rarity would get around twenty orders of dresses on average, ranging from works of beauty that would catch the eye of Celestia herself, all the way to the more...adult outfits that involved straps and faux leather (incidentally these also caught the eye of Celestia who has, sadly, gotten quite desperate as of late).

Whenever Rainbow Dash was home, however, it seemed as if nopony wanted anything to do with Carousel Boutique. Most of Rarity’s high class clients thought of Rainbow Dash nothing more than a ruffian who enjoyed nothing more than stuffing her big, fat mouth with food all day (they weren’t wrong either, not that Rarity would ever say it out loud).

This resulted in Rarity’s business to go from a highly successful designer line to a backwoods little gem that just barely managed to break even in a short amount of time. Combined with constantly donating to local charities, Rainbow Dash recently losing her job at the weather factory, and Scootaloo going back to school made it increasingly difficult to keep Carousel Boutique from going out of business.

Oh well, it could be worse, Rarity thought optimistically. If things got too bad, she could always borrow money from her sister, who had become quite successful in her...odd career choice. Rainbow Dash had already lost twenty pounds. Sure, she was still considered obese, but it was a great start. And finally Scootaloo was doing decently at school. She wasn’t doing great, but at least she wasn’t failing. There was only one thing Rarity was truly worried about Scootaloo at the moment.

“Hey, Rarity. I’m home!”

The one thing that concerned Rarity was the fact Scootaloo had just walked inside with a much younger Pumpkin Cake, who kept stealing glances at the much older Scootaloo.

“Me and Pumpkin are gonna head on upstairs to study. Is it alright if she stays for dinner?”

“Of course she can, Scootaloo,” Rarity said with a strained smile.

This just would not do! Scootaloo was much too old for Pumpkin Cake. What would Pumpkin’s parents think? What if the royal guard found out? Oh, this is not good! Rarity thought as panic began to grip her heart.

“Th-thanks for having me, Miss Rarity.”

She couldn’t help but pity the two ponies. Despite the rather large age difference they still found comfort in the others hooves. What was their love life like? Would they pass notes to each other in class? Would they wander off into a secluded area, looking for the perfect tree to cuddle underneath? Whispering sweet nothings into the others ear?

“Oh, it’s no trouble, Pumpkin. It’s great to have you over.”

Scootaloo, no doubt, would have panicked already. There was no way for her to keep the relationship a secret for another three years! She would have tried to break it off, to tell Pumpkin to find somepony who was successful and not a disgrace.

“I could never do that!” Pumpkin would have said, with tears streaming down her eyes. She would grab Scootaloo, planting a kiss against her lips. They would hold each other under the pale moon light. No matter the consequences they would continue this illicit relationship, for only in each others hooves could they possibly find true happiness.

“Uh, Rarity?” Scootaloo called out with concern. “Are you alright?”

“Y-yes, darling. Of course I’m alright,” Rarity said as she levitated a tissue towards herself, wiping away her tears. She slowly trotted over to Scootaloo, a small smile upon her lips as she reached out and hugged Scootaloo.

“H-hey!” Scootaloo whined as she squirmed under Rarity’s touch. “Why are you being so touchy-feely today?!”

“Oh, Scootaloo,” Rarity muttered as she pulled away from what she felt was her daughter. “Despite everything wrong with this, I am so happy for you.”

“...Okay?” Scootaloo said, becoming increasingly confused, though she eventually stopped caring, and with a blushing Pumpkin in tow, began making her way upstairs.

“Have fun you two! I’ll be heading out in a bit, so no funny business!” Rarity called out, receiving a ‘whatever’ from Scootaloo, she trotted out of the boutique, making sure to hang up the closed sign as she did so, and made her way to the bank. If her little Scootaloo was going to be happy then Rarity was going to need twenty pounds of flour, fourteen bags of flowers, thirty pounds of sugar, twenty-four chickens, a walrus, and several boxes of donuts.

After all, Rarity highly doubted anypony would complain about Scootaloo’s odd relationship choice so long as the dowry was paid in advance.


“I trust this is to your liking?” Rarity asked a shocked Carrot Cake.

“I-I don’t know, Rarity. Pumpkin is so young and-”

“This walrus can jump ten feet into the air on land,” Rarity bragged as the walrus leaped ten feet into the air, earning a gasp from Carrot Cake.

“Th-that’s amazing!” he said with a smile as he ran up and began petting the walrus. “Wow, I would give anything for this walrus!” Carrot said, earning a smile from Rarity.

“Even your daughter?” Rarity reminded, causing Carrot to pause mid-pet. He sighed as he looked at all the amazing gifts Rarity brought before him, but none were as great as the blue walrus that was before him. It’s great, big teeth. It’s bright, yellow eyes. It’s magnificent moustache that looked like it was brushed by Celestia herself…

“...I must have him,” he muttered to himself. “You have a deal, Miss Rarity!” Carrot sang as he signed the dowry contract quickly. Would his wife be mad at him? Yes, but at least he now had a blue walrus with a magnificent moustache. No doubt he would sleep on the couch for months, possibly years, but that didn’t change the sheer awesomeness that was the walrus.

Besides, now he won’t need to buy flour for a few days, and with all the chickens he would never need to buy eggs again! Surely his wife would understand...eventually.

“Well, I must be off, Mr. Cake. I must tell Scootaloo of the good news,” rarity said as she began leaving. “Do be a dear and say hello to Mrs. Cake and Pinkie for me.”

“Will do, Miss Rarity!” Carrot said as he waved his hoof good-bye. It was at that moment his wife, Cup Cake, came out and saw all the gifts Rarity gave to them.

“Honey, what is all this?!” Cup Cake asked in pure shock, earning a smile from her husband.

“Oh, sweetie pie! I have good news!”

It wasn’t long after Carrot Cake told Cup Cake the ‘good news’ that a resounding slap was heard throughout all of Ponyville. Some say the slap was so strong it took the ugly right out of Carrot Cake. Others say he looks even uglier. Only a few know the truth that he really didn’t look all that different from before.