Rarity's Frantic Days

by Agent Fluffy


I need to get this done!

I was tossing and turning during a nightmare I was having in the dark night as Celestia slowly rose the sun. My nightmare was that I would never get my dresses done on time and would be late. I would be the laughing stock of Ponyville and nopony would love me! I thought to myself in the nightmare,

"Why oh why does this happen to me? Oh my gosh, I need to get a hold of myself! I need to pull myself together and get through this. I can do this." So what did I do? I woke up with a jolt and freaked out at the top of my lungs. I galloped down the stairs with the nightmare still fresh in my mind. I frantically moved about in the Carousel Boutique trying to keep up with the demands of the customers. My phone rang and I galloped to answer it.

"Hello? This is Rarity from the Carousel Boutique where chic is magnifique. How can I help you darling?"
I hear a lady like voice at the other end of the phone.
"Rarity, I need you to get my wedding dress ready by tomorrow."
I gasped in horror as I looked at the clock on the windowsill. I thought to myself,
"I need to get this done or the customer would be mad at me." Being the drama queen as I am, I slumped onto the couch and cried my eyes out for a short while. I need to get the dress just right for the customer. I need to get the right materials to work with! Oh what should I do? I feel like I'm going to faint. So, what kind of materials should I choose? There is so much to choose from! I know what it needs! A tiara! The color of ribbon has to match with the tiara! I don't have much time! But I stopped crying, looked at the mirror and said to myself with assertion,
"I need to stop this crying and get the dress done so the customer can be happy! I can do this." With confidence, I finished the dress in the nick of time. I galloped to the wedding, passing by stores in Mareville street, to deliver the wedding dress as fast as I could. Before I gave the customer the wedding dress I said,

"Here's your wedding dress darling. I worked so hard on that dress." I gave the customer the dress and she thanked me with open arms. I trotted on home and relaxed on my couch in exhaustion. I thought to myself,
"Goodness me, what a day. I wonder what's going to happen next. Maybe another customer who has a refined taste of fashion." I do have to say darling, it was one stressful day I would never forget.