//------------------------------// // Reuniting of the shattered Dazzlings: 2 // Story: The Pink Wall breakers Theatre // by Ponyess //------------------------------// ”Could you make a set of pendants of these gems, Rarity?” Pinkie inquired, as she entered my Boutique. “Certainly, for you; I would do anything. You know that!” I prompted. “Exactly, but Twilly enchanted them for me. Now I need you to give them to the former Dazzlings, with a little bit of a treat on the side. If you could incite them, to permit you to polish their nails with this?” she teased. “If you say it, this is bound to be more fun that even I can pass up!” I proclaimed. “It will be epic, if you can make them agree to the proposal. They don’t need to know any of their former friends are getting the same treat!” she explained, matter of fact. “I love the looks of the lacquer, but I would have preferred it in purple. Yet; since it is for the Dazzlings, clear is just fine by me!” I prompted. “Maybe I could procure a set of vials for you, after you completed the work on our new friends to be!” she suggested. “That would make me most grateful, if you could do that for me. I understand that the product of such high quality is not easy to obtain. Maybe I could use it, after I have finished the job?” I inquired. “I will shy no efforts in procuring the lacquer for you, but by no means use this on your own nails, Rarity!” she explained, in no uncertain terms. “Is the lacquer not right for me?” I inquired, in the hopes of some further explanation. “To be perfectly frank and honest with you, Rarity; this was specifically formulated for these three girls. I am going to explain the rest, once you have seen the full effect it is going to have on them. I want you to make them enjoy the treat; this has to be one of these offers you can not refuse!” she pointed out, matter of fact. “When you say it like that; I take it we will have plenty of fun, by the time you explain the rest?” I proposed. She just nodded with a strangled giggle, deep down in her throat. “I will take your word for it!” I declared, as I saw her walk out the door. From what my friend had let on, when she asked me to make the pendants; is that they would be given to the three Dazzlings respectively, but she had not given me any further instructions. As I look closer at the gems she had handed me, they are all perfectly beautiful octagonal Rubies. Precious gems, by any standard of which I had been aware; but this would not explain her intent, or the use she had in mind for them. The way she had explained it, and the details she had intentionally left out; made me think I would be better off, not knowing it, before it was time. I don’t like to spoil her surprise, more than I want anyone to spoil one for me; regardless of if I am on the giving or receiving end. This is the nature of a good surprise, after all. At first, I was leaning towards making it with an inch wide black leather, but changed my mind in the favour of rubber. As great as the leather would have been looking, but the rubber does carry the polished shine so much more eagerly. Sorry, but I do adore the shimmery and shiny; there is no contesting the effect. If our Dazzlings wanted to be adored, they are bound to prefer my more shiny option; hands down. If I presented them with either the leather, or the choice, it would make them less eager to wear, what I had been told to present them with. I need them to desire and wear them, as if it had been their old original. It is what I had promised my friend, Pinkie Pie. I had found just the right strap for the pendants; not exactly what they had been used to, but after I had polished it up, it does look pretty good; or at least I think so. Once the respective gems had been attached to the necklaces, I could hide them away for when the girls finally did show up. It isn’t as if I could expect them to show up, right on cue when I wanted them to. The entire set of items had gone into a special case; right under my counter, for when I was to encounter either of the three girls; Adagio Dazzle, Aria Blaze and Sonata Dusk, respectively. I had not told anyone of this, so it is most likely to stay safe, where I had placed it; just as it would be easy to pull out, for when I am expected to need the items. I may not have a SPA, or any similar establishment; but I still do keep a few items that could help me showcase the people who visit my Boutique. I can give them a makeover; which may include application of accessories, makeup or nail polish; just to make a point out of what they are looking for. Offering a makeover would help them see the products in the intended light, even when they did not come prepared. With everything I need, put aside and prepared; I am content in waiting for the girls I had been told to talk to. I just need to convince them into accepting the gifts, and the treat I was to prepare for them. The trio of girls had been broken up; once the one thing keeping them together had been smashed into little pieces, and lay shattered on the ground; at the stage as a monument of their ultimate defeat. With croaking voices, they are incapable of singing; with no hope of success, they ran off in despair. Alone, and abandoned; there was little to do for them. Apparently, Pinkie Pie is shouldering the cloak of presenting the helping hand to the three girls; following the example of when Twilight Sparkle offered Sunset Shimmer a helping hand, as she offered her our friendship. Once rendered harmless, and broken; I guess I can see the worth of it, she just wanted a few more friends, but it does go far beyond that. “Adagio, please wait. I have a gift for you, and a small treat!” I prompted the girl, as I saw her alone and, lonely on a chair in the cafeteria. “Hi, Rarity. You do; that is exactly the last thing I had expected from you, and the opposite of what I have been receiving as of late!” she responded. “If you are no threat to me, it doesn’t hurt to try to make you into a friend!” I explained. “You mean, like you treated Sunset Shimmer? I heard you befriended her, just after you defeated her?” she put forth. “Yes, we certainly did. We all had our personal reasons behind it, too. Leaving you like this now, makes the place gloomy, and not glamorous at all!” I pointed out. “You could as easily have pushed us out, and achieved the same effect?” she prompted sourly. “Technically speaking; that was a possibility. Yet; right now, I am more interested in making you shine. I could offer you a stage, and the limelight you said you wanted in the first place. It may not be the way you had envisioned, but it could serve your interest!” I pointed out, jovially. “Since you did not banish Sunset Shimmer, I guess that does grant you at least a measure of credibility in what you are offering me. How, pray tell; would you make the limelight aim at me, in order for me to be adored in the manner I was dreaming of?” she prompted. “Since you asked me; I would start with the looks, in order to give you the appearance to go with the package. Knowing this isn’t answering your question, my friends could set the stage for you, and help you present the song you are to perform on the scene!” I responded. “The irony of it all; this place was a dump, until you showed up on the stage. Only then, you are the once who could take us all down and destroy us once and for all. I may still be the Dazzling, but I can never return to be the Siren I was!” she pointed out. “I guess that is an irony of epic proportions, right there. As a Dazzling; you were wearing a necklace, a pendant. I may not be capable of restoring the original, but what if I could give you a replacement to give back at least a portion of the old feel? It would carry the looks and feel just like the original, but it is the stage as a singer that will make them adore you!” I proclaimed. “If you have that pendant you promised you were offering me; I could look at it, and see if I like how it feels on?” she suggested, in a vaguely positive tone. “As a matter of fact, I do have it right here!” I responded; as I pulled it out of my hidden inner pocket, and reached over in order to offer the intended gift to her. “I can see why you are so protective about this pendant, it is precious to you; but there is more to it than a mere gem in your pocket, isn’t it?” she prompted. “That is a very rare variety of fire Ruby, to begin with, but if you wear it, and take a few notes, you will sense the first hint of the true power to it!” I incited. “Aside from one small detail, it does look exactly like what I so recently lost. Yet; as you say, I do feel something stirring inside!” she responded, slipping the bracelet around her neck, feeling it hugging her tightly. “How does it feel?” I inquired. “Ah-ah! Ah-ah-ah! Ah-ah-ah!” she vocalized the first scale of the original song on the main stage of the battle of the bands. I just blinked as the glimmer circled around the outer edge of the gem Ruby around her neck. “There is something to it, I have to admit. This does lend an echo of how it used to feel. Yet, this place is a very poor ground for testing the true power of your most generous gift!” she responded. “Twilight Sparkle suggested that it was the original reason, for sending you to us in the first place. If your magic is lost, you would not be able to hurt the people of our realm. Apparently, the old Wizard cared enough for us, to make certain you couldn’t do any serious harm to us!” I pointed out. “Only he never predicted for Sunset Shimmer to go here and subsequently take the element of Magic with her? Oh well; maybe I could make a new start, if you can live up to your promises?” she responded. “So long as we are talking of a glamorous look, and the adoration that will come with it; that I can live up to!” I pointed out. “Ah-ah! Ah-ah-ah! Ah-ah-ah! .. Ah-ah! Ah-ah-ah! Ah-ah-ah!” she sang; now with growing confidence, as her voice was steadily growing clearer, even if it was not growing any stronger. “With that voice, all you need is a microphone and Vinyl Scratch can amplify your voice to be heard all the way through a large and roaring crowd!” I pointed out. “You mean, like when she helped you to be heard from all the way out, where you faced us from?” she inquired, her curiosity piqued. “Exactly. Now, if you give me your hands; and I will give you the first taste of the new look to go with the pendant!” I incited. “Oh, okay. I can afford that. At least if it is from you?” she responded as she placed her hands, palms down and fingers spread wide on the surface of the table. Once I can clearly see her hands on the table, I produce the vial of polish Pinkie Pie had presented me with for this very purpose. Momentarily looking at it, I can see the lacquer is all the way up, this bottle is clearly full and has never been used. I place the glass item onto the table and uncap it. There is no odour of any kind, but I guess that is convenient. Starting with the right hand and the nail of her thumb. I start at the center and the root of the nail, drawing the wide brush all the way down, then continuing right and left, right and left. I merely continue, nail by nail of the hand; only to continue with the left hand. From there, I lift up her hand and paint the rim of the fairly short nails. As I finish; I cap the bottle and pocket it, where I had been storing it all the while I was talking to her; from when I walked of from my home, in the morning. “You work as a professional, when you applied that polish. I guess that goes with the territory, when you care so deeply about your fashion?” she prompted, as I finished the job. “Thanks you, Adagio; I do take some small pride in my work, you know. Just as I imagine you did, with your singing? Speaking of fashion, I guess I could tempt you with something that goes with your complexion, at some later time?” I suggested. “I can see the effect of your polish, yet they still look as if they are my nails; just a bit shinier than they were before. Shouldn’t hurt, looking at what you have to offer; if I don’t like it, I wouldn’t wear it. I think I can try it!” she responded. “That is the point of clear polish, you notice the effect, without the potentially intrusive effect of the wrong colour. Exactly, just come down to my Boutique; when you are in the mood and have the time. If I don’t have anything you feel comfortable in wearing, you can walk off, no questions asked!” I prompted. “That sounds fair, to me!” she conceded. “Ah-ah! Ah-ah-ah! Ah-ah-ah!” she vocalized the first scale of the original song. --- --- ---