The Moms have been Doubled.

by The SideKick


2

It's been three hours, and mom is STILL getting ready for the showcase.

When she had calmed down enough you had pulled out the backstage passes, and honest to Celestia she fainted. The next two days were a whirl wind of dresses, make up, and hair stylists. You were kinda forcefully reminded that despite being a huge tomcolt that mom was still a girl, or as she was trying to pretend to be tonight a lady. She had also gone out of her way to get you a little suit...somehow. While it really wouldn't have hurt her money wise and there a few designers you know to get cloths custom made from, you have no idea where she managed to get a black suit with matching pants, white undershirt, black dress shoes, and red tie tailor made for you. You suspect you'd never get an answer as your mom tried on her fifteenth dress.

"What about this one Non? I think the red really nicely contrast my mane and coat, but it also really too much of and eye catcher, I don't want her to think I'm trying to hard. Maybe I-"

Groaning again you let it dribble in one ear and out the other. You had already found out that any input you could give would be ignored as she filtered though the now insane amount of dresses she has.

("To think that it was just yesterday that her closet was nearly empty.")

As it were it now was overflowing with clothing. Your pretty sure you can see cloths that she didn't even mean to buy, but had gotten swept up in her mad rush to get as many possible options for tonight as possible. It was funny too how she was going crazy trying to get ready now when the show was another seven hours away.

"I...I think this is what I'll go with."

Looking up you had to do a double take.

You don't who could have made the dress, but it seems they had your mom in mind when they did.

"It's perfect! Where did you find that?"

Mom blushed, rubbing a leg with a hoof.

"Well, when I was younger my mom made me a dress for events and junk. And since it was a gift from mom I kept it out of respect...And it does look kind of nice."

Hopping off mom's bed you ran over to her and gave her a hug.

"It's a good thing you did! It's the best thing you've tried on...which means you've wasted your money on all these other ones."

Mom cringed looking at all the fallen dresses around her.

"I guess I did. Maybe I can return a few of them..."

Letting her go you gave mom a quizzical look.

"Why didn't you just try this one on first?"

"Wellll~ I didn't think it was "High Class" enough."

She said this while making air quotes.

"Mom, your not high class. Your awesome. I mean sure ponies like Fancy Pants can be both awesome AND high class, but that's a really hard thing to do. So when we go to the showcase tonight, just be freaking awesome!"

Laughing mom grabbed you in a hug and nuzzled you.

"Just be freaking awesome huh? Well fine, if that's all I have to do then tonight's going to be easy!"