"CLOSING!?"
Birds within a five mile radius flew for their very lives, the townsponies jerked their heads up in surprise, and I swear, the spa shook a little. It was absolutely nerve racking! And in the place that was supposed to be the center of relaxation, our long time customer was freaking out, pacing around and acting like... well a spaz. She rubbed a hoof to her head and her pupils grew small.
"Closing? No no no no no no! Of all the things that could happen, this is the worst possible thing!" Aloe and I exchanged glances. We knew that Rarity would be upset, but this was almost... worrying! Scratch that, it was worrying. Very. Rarity jerked her head up and we both reeled back in surprise. "WHY!?" She screamed, panting. I looked from Aloe to Rarity and I said,
"Well miss Rarity, we do not have quite enough income to match the amount of money that we spend on the supplies. We're just as distressed as you-"
"DISTRESSED!?!" Rarity pulled on her hair and gritted her teeth. "I'M DOWNRIGHT DEVASTATED!" I began to back up, my eyes wide with concern, as Aloe (Bravely, I might mention,) tried to calm her down.
"Miss Rarity, there is nothing we can do." Rarity gritted her teeth and began pacing towards us, her eyes flaming with fury. Setting one hoof in front of the other like it was the most angering thing in the world. We were sure that we were going to die. When suddenly, she flung her head up, her mane bouncing up and her blue eyes filling with stars as she screamed,
"I GOT IT!!!" And she raced out the door as if she had gotten the most brilliant idea ever.
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That was a week ago. Aloe and I still shudder at the memory of Rarity, (AKA the devil horse,) backing us against the wall and gritting her teeth for all she was worth. We know she was just stressed, but it was absolutely terrifying. Today is the day was have scheduled for the workers to come and plow the salon down. We hated to see the poor thing go to waste and simply be plowed into bits of wood, but we had all of our equipment sold to another spa and no one wanted the old building anyway. The mudbaths and the jacuzzi were drained, the mirrors gone, and the steaming rooms laying empty and completely steam free. It is a sad sight for Aloe and I. Our beloved salon... anyhow, I wonder where we'll go next? I continue to think about this as Aloe and I look at the salon one last time and close the door with matching sighs. I dully look up at the bright yellow bulldozer moving this way and we walk up to the workers. One nods and lays a hoof out, to which Aloe places a couple bits in. We begin to walk away. There's no need to stand and watch our salon be demolished. We only stop and turn around when we hear something.
"YOU ARE NOT DESTROYING THE SALON, I WILL NOT ALLOW IT." And we see, to our surprise, Rarity sitting in the path of the bulldozer and filing her nails like she doesn't have a care in the world. Our eyes practically pop out of our heads. "And I am not moving until that filthy thing is out of here." She gestures to the bulldozer in disgust. We see one of the workers sigh and put a hoof to his forehead. He approaches Rarity openly, his face scrunched up in annoyance.
"Look miss, we're going to have to ask you to move." Rarity looks at him, turns her head away, does a little humph, and throws the nail file and the worker. He spits it out and starts growling. "Look miss, I'm going to have to call the police if you can't move." Rarity looks up.
"Well that's fine. I could stay here all day-" Rarity is broken off as the workers guard levitates her into the air and begins to trot off. Rarity, of course, is not taking it. "You think you can just grab me and pick me up like a piece of trash on the street!? Well you have got another thing coming-" Rarity is cut off once again as the guard throws her into the mud. Rarity raises her head, her eyes gleaming with fury.
"You are an evil, vile, disgusting, menace!" Rarity screams as she jumps up and spits mud into the guards face. "AND I JUST HAD MMY HOOVES POLISHED!" The guard looks annoyed and says,
"Look missy. The police are on their way, my colleague just called them. And oh, are you gonna be-" This time its Rarity who cuts the guard off as she smacks him straight across the face and punches him. Hard. Hard enough to draw blood, and hard enough to knock him out. Rarity huffs as she brushes some of the dirt off of herself with an equally dirty hoof, gives up, and trots to the worker. "I will buy this place. There is no need to shut it down." She then trots away, humming to herself.
"I wonder why I didn't do that before." Aloe and I stare at Rarity like shes grown two heads. She looks at us and giggles. "Oh darlings, you didn't really think I was going to sit there in the hot sun ALL DAY, did you?" She trots off, giggling and shaking her head. Aloe and I exchange glances. I don't think we'll ever understand Rarity, but boy, are we lucky to have her.
As long as she doesn't try to kill us again.