//------------------------------// // A comfortable Moment among Friends: 3 // Story: Rarity and Spike // by Ponyess //------------------------------// I had found a reassuring stack of fabrics stacked in a shelf, much like the one I used to have back in Ponyville. I had also found a selection for threads for sewing and other applications, aside from a small selection of items of a more decorative nature. Naturally, the basic equipment for my work had been placed on the other side of the room that had been set aside for my work. Now I can creat suits to my heart’s content. Including the one I was to prepare for Hitomi. Apparently, Spike had followed me in the hopes to help me inspect the materials, aside from familiarising himself with what we were to work with. I couldn’t complain. Once we had inspected the contents of the room, finding them adequate, I filed out with Spike in tow. I could always send him off to acquire further supplies, when ever I was in need of them later. Today isn’t a day for work. “I noticed that my original equipment is installed, along with the supplies for a few days work. I’ll just have to send Spike off for more by the morning, but that is all for later. Right now, a cup of tea is more pressing on my side!” I declared. “Certainly!” Pinkie Pie responded and eagerly pouring up the tea in my glass with a wide smile all over her face. In my Anthro form, I pick the glass in my right hand, rather then levitating it with magic in the Unicorn fashion. I can still perform, but it is almost always easier and more convenient to use my hands, when ever it is possible. I have learned that overuse of magic can lead to certain less then conveneitn side effects. I know numerous good uses for my magic. Saving it for when I truely do need it is good. Some of my work still does require magic to acquire the ideal result. I had found a reassuring stack of fabrics stacked in a shelf, much like the one I used to have back in Ponyville. I had also found a selection for threads for sewing and other applications, aside from a small selection of items of a more decorative nature. Naturally, the basic equipment for my work had been placed on the other side of the room that had been set aside for my work. Now I can creat suits to my heart’s content. Including the one I was to prepare for Hitomi. Apparently, Spike had followed me in the hopes to help me inspect the materials, aside from familiarising himself with what we were to work with. I couldn’t complain. Once we had inspected the contents of the room, finding them adequate, I filed out with Spike in tow. I could always send him off to acquire further supplies, when ever I was in need of them later. Today isn’t a day for work. “I noticed that my original equipment is installed, along with the supplies for a few days work. I’ll just have to send Spike off for more by the morning, but that is all for later. Right now, a cup of tea is more pressing on my side!” I declared. “Certainly!” Pinkie Pie responded and eagerly pouring up the tea in my glass with a wide smile all over her face. In my Anthro form, I pick the glass in my right hand, rather then levitating it with magic in the Unicorn fashion. I can still perform, but it is almost always easier and more convenient to use my hands, when ever it is possible. I have learned that overuse of magic can lead to certain less then conveneitn side effects. I know numerous good uses for my magic. Saving it for when I truely do need it is good. Some of my work still does require magic to acquire the ideal result. “I notice you haven’t forgotten how to prepare tea for a classy Unicorn, Pinkie Pie!” I complimented as I put the glass back on the table after a quiet sip of tea. “Steaming hot, just like you always liked it. Actual forgetting is something I never did learn, maybe it isn’t entertaining enough? I can faign it for commical effect on stage on an instant’s notice, though!” she commented. “You certainly are fun and funny, when you want to, Pinkie Pie. Is this where you said we are to live now?” Sweetie Belle pondered. “Yes, Sweetie. This is where I told you you would live. Even if I go back to where I live, you are not going to be alone. Even if you don’t know my friend, Hitomi, We all know you know both Rarity and Spike. Besides, they will all three be taking care of you as well!” Pinkie Pie responded. “May I have a Muffin, Hitomi?” Sweetie Belle then asked. “Yes, Sweetie. You sure may. Pinkie Pie baked them earlier, for all of us to enjoy them. I am sure she left tons more of them for us to enjoy for days to come!” Hitomi responded. “Spike looks so funny in his new form. I recall him as a real Dragon, but I guess there is no room for Draggons in this community? Only now, he looks almost as a regular Pony, only with these strange pads where I have my hooves. I guess the tail still does look real, it reminds me of the old Spike I used to know when he lived with Twilight Sparkle and came over to help us in the Boutique. Back then I knew she was a sister, now she feels more like a Mother!” Sweetie Belle thought, looking from Rarity to Spike and back, several times over. “I look almost the same as a dog, when I followed Twilight Sparkle to Canterlot High. The experience did make me appreciate what I have right here so much more. For one, I am no longer a mere pet. Even as assistant, I gained more respect, than I ever could have as a Dog. I don’t mind helping out, maybe it is in part what Twilight Sparkle taught me. I guess it is like moving out, like all foals move out from their parents’ home to find their own life. Of all the Ponies I could move over here with, I simply can’t express my gratitude to Pinkie Pie, but I know she doesn’t need it. I can already see it in her eyes. Back home, I fear she would have gone ballistic, like the time she helped Cranky Doodle Donkey to reunite with his love Matilad!” Spike rambled. “It’s these little moments I live for!” Pinkie Pie responded with a sly grin on her face, shoing she clearly recalled the moment. “That is going ballistic, alright!” Hitomi teased. “Just too bad you couldn’t be there!” Spike exclaimed. --- --- ---