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// A Passionate look Discovered: 1 
// Story: Pink Masquerade Industries 
// by Ponyess 
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	I had just woken up, folding the quilt to the wall and move my feet off of the bed.  Now I set my feet down onto the floor and raise to my feet; before folding the quilt back into order, thus making the bed look as if I had not been there.

As I afford the ceiling a cursory glance, the blue and yellow balloons are reflecting Princess Celestia’s sunlight down onto the floor.  Then I look back towards the bed, where I had been sleeping comfortably a moment ago, under the bed, I could see all the pink balloons cowering away from the light of day, and the feet that inevitably enters the floor throughout the day.



Stepping out of the panties I had been wearing all night, before I walk up to my wardrobe; opening the door and picking up a pair of fresh panties I step into.  From there, I pick up a skirt and top; stepping into the skirt and pulling the top on over my head.  After I had picked up a pair of socks, and stepping into them; I walk over to the window and look out, just to admire the weather.

Only on this particular day, I saw a few boys and girls wearing the most odd garment over their faces; Gas-Masks, by the looks of it.  I guess I had heard of these before, but had never seen much of them, not this close up at any rate.



I had walked up to the door of my room and opened it, before I closed it after I had exited my room.  From there, I walk to the kitchen and prepare my breakfast.  I am hungry and need something to eat, this very instant.



As I reach Rarity’s door, I give it an exuberant set of knocks; once, twice and thrice.  With that, I know she is aware of who is by the door.

“Enter!” she merely exclaimed, bidding me to come right in.

Pulling up the door and walking in, before I closed it quietly behind me.  I continue in; into her kitchen, where she is sitting calmly, while finishing off the last of the tea.

“Greetings, Pinkie Pie!” she addressed me, as I came into sight.

“Hiya, Rarity!” I responded, before I sat down on the next chair beside her.

“Seems like quite the nice day, does it not?” she continued with the pleasantries.

“Yeah, the sun is up and the breeze is quite pleasant!” I responded in kind.

“When you don’t know, just when you have a sunny day; and when there is none to enforce a schedule of the weather, I guess you do appreciate the fine days more!” she suggested.

“That is quite possible.  We could have asked our friend, Twilight Sparkle when she was last here; or, we could ask her next time she’s in town?  Speaking of in town, I take it you have seen the latest trend?” I prompted.

“Just don’t come here, dragging in one of these dreadful masks!  They are simply awful; particularly, when they are a fashion statement!” Rarity pointed out; stabbing the notion with the index finger of her right hand as she pronounced the words, just to add the emphasis.

“No, I don’t have one with me, and I certainly do not own one.  I guess they could be useful, if you fear a corrosive or poisonous gas in the area; but otherwise, they are butt-ugly, and downright dreadful looking!” I responded in kind.

“Maybe, just maybe; if they would have come with these adorable ears we were sprouting when Twilight Sparkle was over, and possibly that cute muzzle she has, where she came from.  In a colour matching your complexion as well, of course!” Rarity suggested.

“Now, that would be an idea!  If we could make then fun and fabulous, while we are at it?” I added in kind.

“If you wear the mask for fun, it has to be absolutely stunning.  If it isn’t fabulous, what is the fun in owning and wearing these contraptions?” Rarity pointed out.



“How about you pull out a few sheets, and a pair of sketching pencils?  Then we can draw out the lines, on what we would like to see!” I suggested.

“Now you are talking my language, Pinkie Pie; that I can do, most certainly.  Then we can compare sketches and see where we are going of, from there!” she declared.

While she was fetching the equipment; paper and pencils, I cleaned up after her breakfast.  I wanted the table to be read for us, once she is back; rather than wait for her to do it.

“There are a few obvious items we need to keep in mind; if it isn’t functional, it is just a Masquerade mask.  I may like to make it fun, as you like it fashionable; but we need the mask to work!” I prompted, as she was just returning.

“Since we are designing a gas-mask and a breathing aid, this is the first thing we need functional?” she responded, nodding in agreement.

“From what I have seen on the street, you need something to filter out unwanted gases and particles; this has to be as close to your mouth as possible, or it is neither fun, nor practical to use and wear.  My idea is to build up an equine muzzle, in which all this could be housed.  This would work well with the ears you found so adorable; from the first time you saw them when Twilight Sparkle was over here, at the Fall Formal!” I suggested.

“If we could fit all the filters within this muzzle, as you suggested; that would certainly be fashionable to me.  As you said, this would also go well with the Equine ears!” she confirmed.



“Something like this?” I inquired; as I drew up a face in profile, on which both the muzzle and the ears are clearly prominent, in the manner I had intended.

“The only problem I can foresee, right now; is that your design will cut down on my original Canterlot Wonder Colt paraphernalia, but I guess that is a small price to pay!” she responded, with a sly grin.

“When you put it that way, yes; it is.  On that note, we could borrow a few ideas from your original design!” I put forth.

“Since we’re creating the design, it isn’t directly a problem; we could even make a killing on the market, if I sell both side by side.  Beautifying a product beyond mere functionality has always been my style!” she added.

She drew a handful sketches on her first sheet, where she applied the ideas from the original design of the ears; while making a beautiful Equine muzzle for the gas-mask.  With the two nostrils, there is more than enough room for breathing.  The length of her muzzle seems to hold everything within.

“Now, since we have included the design of your Equine ears; I foresee a few interesting points that will require solutions.  For one; they need to be capable of holding up any decorative earrings such as you mentioned earlier; but I would love to add the possibility to increase, decrease and control the volume you pick up from your surroundings as well.  I could see yet another idea, in case you enjoy listening to radio or music in general!” I now promptly pointed out.

“I did mention this feature, at the event of the Battle of the Bands, didn’t I?  Yes, we do need to have this into account, when finalizing the design.  If we could include these features you mentioned, I imagine; they would be even more fashionable.  Good thinking, Pinkie Pie!” she responded.

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