The Lady's Instrument
The Lady's Instrument
By FireRain
''Oh, much better,'' Rarity said with a sigh of much-needed relief as she magically levitated Pinkie's acoustic guitar back into her hooves.
From her friend's shredding session on her guitar, Pinkie's usually puffed-up and curly mane was found in a blast-back position, pushed out in a style that can only be described as blasted. She gently blew a short breath of wind over the now-smoking strings of her guitar, cooling them down from the friction that had been bestowed upon them.
She blinked and stared in bewilderment at the instrument. Her thoughts were frazzled and as jumbled as her new hairdo. What had she just witnessed from her friend, Rarity? Even by Pinkie's standards, what had just happened left her in a state of perplexity.
Placing the guitar aside, Pinkie brought her hoof to her mouth, giving a quick forceful blow. Her mane inflated and then gave a small 'pop' and returned to its former glory, completely restoring her trademark puffiness. Placing her hoof back on the ground, she looked towards Rarity, now a short distance away from her.
''Rarity!'' She called after her, beginning her trot towards her. ''Wait!'' She said, coming to a stop beside her and causing Rarity to stop still in her tracks, an expectant look on her face.
''Oh, Pinkie, dear. Something the matter?'' She asked innocently, as if the previous moment never transpired.
''I-No, I mean yes, I mean - No!'' She struggled with her words, her bewilderment and warped brain getting the better of her. ''No, Rarity, nothings wrong, but...'' She began, seemingly deep in thought for her next choice of words.
''But?'' Rarity ushered, lightly twirling her pearl hoof in the air, beckoning her to continue.
''But!'' Pinkie said, her eyes brightening as the correct words began to flow to her and she sported a smile. ''But, what was that?''
''What was what, darling?'' The unicorn replied, confused and giving her friend a raised brow. Pinkie only groaned.
''Oh, come on!'' She said, throwing her hooves up. ''That!'' She directed them towards the acoustic guitar laying on the ground in front of Sugarcube Corner. ''That's what!''
Rarity blinked and glanced between her friend and the instrument. ''Huh?'' She began, apparently blind to what Pinkie was getting at. ''Oh, you mean the guitar? What about it?'' She asked, oblivious.
Pinkie Pie gripped the purple curly-maned unicorn by her shoulders and pressed her muzzle to hers, gazing deep into her royal blue eyes. ''Rarity, come on, I saw you play it! What in Equestria was that?!'' She asked, soul-searching the unicorn.
Rarity gave her friend a push to her pink breast, removing her from her personal space with a small scowl of disapproval. ''Pinkie, dear, please,'' She said, brushing herself off with a hoof. ''You'll ruin my complexion.''
''Forget about your complexion! Since when do you play the guitar?!'' Pinkie asked eagerly, her nerves about ready to explode. Not only that, but she looked as if her eyes were about to bulge from her sockets with how much tension she was carrying within her frame.
Rarity blushed and turned to look away. ''I, well, I...'' She coughed into her hoof, regaining her composure. ''A lady never tells, Pinkie,'' She said, hoping to evade Pinkie's attempts at inside knowledge on the mystery of her friend's secret talent.
''But it's so not like you! Rarity, I'm full of surprises and all, but that was crazy, even by my standards! It just doesn't seem like something I can picture you doing!'' Pinkie said, her face a contortion of shock and amazement.
''Well, I-'' Rarity began, trying to think of a reason. Eventually, she said, ''Even a lady can have a secret, Pinkie.''
''I suppose,'' Pinkie said, calming her nerves and bringing a smile to her lips. She then added, ''But when did you learn to play the guitar like that?''
Rarity gave Pinkie Pie a firm stare, her face unreadable. For a moment, she simply said nothing, as if trying to debate on avoiding the question or melting into it like butter on warm toast. Pinkie Pie was her friend, and she, like everypony else in town, knew that whenever she wanted to find something out due to curiosity, she'll find an answer, regardless of how long it takes her. In the end, she gave a sigh upon mentally noting that they were close enough to share their deepest secrets and thoughts, Rarity beckoned the pink mare to come closer to ear's length.
Glancing around them to check for any prying ears but finding nopony in the vicinity, Rarity leaned down to Pinkie and spoke softly. ''Do you Pinkie Promise to not tell anypony about this?''
''Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!'' Pinkie said, performing her signature gestures with each word before allowing her friend to continue.
''Alright then,'' Rarity spoke, clearing her throat. ''Well, there was a time in my life before I wanted to be a seamstress. I wanted to be a rockstar and travel around,'' She began her explanation, only to be cut off by an outburst from the energetic pink mare in front of her.
''Oh, how exciting! I can't wait to tell the others- I...oh, sorry,'' Pinkie squealed out in excitement, only for her perky attitude to fade upon noticing the glare from the unicorn, causing her to back down sheepishly, a nervous grin on her face. ''C-Continue.''
''As I was saying: I took guitar lessons for a few years in Canterlot from a stallion named Rocky Rhythm. Of course, only my parents know about this seeing as they paid for it and I guess I missed my true calling. As much as I may have wanted it, it seems my true cutie mark belonged to fashion and design.'' Rarity explained, sadly glancing at her cutie mark, her ears drooped over the back of her head.
Pinkie Pie saw the pearl white unicorn in a new light. Each and every word that was spoken to her didn't seem like the Rarity she knew. Rarity was a lady, but a rockstar was the polar opposite of the pony she was in the presence of. She couldn't decide whether to smile or frown at the unicorn and, for once, she felt a loss for words.
''So, you see, Pinkie, dear, as much as I wanted it, it turns out the true calling of my mark was for being a seamstress and designer. Guitars are only my second love, although I wish they came first,'' Rarity said sadly. ''Mind you, I enjoy the life I live and it's not very ladylike to complain about such things. Anyway, I should be heading back towards my boutique. There's a new line waiting for me.'' And with that, Rarity took her leave.
Rarity's Room, Carousel Boutique
On the edge of her bed in her bedroom, Rarity sat with an instrument in her hooves, a black nylon strap secured around her neck and shoulder. A flying-V guitar with purple flames on a jet black body, a freshly placed set of strings wound through its machine heads.
She stared down at the instrument with a smile and glanced out of the window, facing off to the schoolhouse in the distance. She turned her attention to a clock nailed to the wall to her right, giving a content sigh.
''Sweetie won't be back for another hour and a half,'' She said to nopony in particular. Glancing back down to the instrument and giving the strings an experimental strum, Rarity sat up from her bed's duvet and stood on her hind legs, straightening her back in a ready position. ''I suppose there's enough time to see if my skills are still up to par.''
With that, Rarity began to strum the strings on her guitar, much like she had done earlier in front of Pinkie Pie. However, she seemed to be more involved in her jam as she pumped out notes like there was no tomorrow.
In the playground of the Ponyville schoolhouse, a yellow earth pony with a pink ribbon tied into her red mane gazed out in wonder and amazement at the silhouette of a unicorn rocking away behind the bedroom window of Carousel Boutique.
''Hey, Sweetie Belle?'' Apple Bloom called to her friend, whom was standing off a short ways away behind her, currently engaged in a conversation with her friend, Scootaloo. ''Isn't that your sister over there?''
Sweetie Belle approached, squinting her eyes as she gazed off to where her friend was pointing. She looked off to where she knew her sister's bedroom was located and her mouth hung agape once she saw the rock 'n rolling silhouette of a unicorn who could only be Rarity.
''R-Rarity?'' She squeaked in disbelief. ''I've got to be dreaming.''
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nice
... I mean, her cutie mark IS technically rocks...
I sort of want to see this line of thought continue. How does Rarity explain this to Sweetie, let alone her other friends? Does her calling come-a-knocking back, now that she gave it a chance? Anyway, great lil story :)
More please! I could see some of Rarity's old band (assuming she was in one) mates coming to Ponyville looking to hook up for a concert.
Raities old band was Soichet(?) and the Banshees?
Oh Pinkie, just don't question it.
When in doubt just say "That's Rarity being Rarity." It saves you headaches.
I want one.
Awesome one shot. Who would have thought Rarity wanted to be a rock star! I could totally picture Rarity rocking with that awesome guitar in Carroussel Boutique. Good job
" Even by Pinkie's standards, what had just happened was benign. "
I suspect you were looking for a different word at the end there.
Rarity was busy with this song.
Also, I think she would be a fan of metal. She'd enjoy the Doom Soundtrack.
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Ah, I see what you did there.
Also, I feel like this should be followed up by Maud turning up at Rarity's door.
"I wanna rock."
Rarity is my favorite pony, and I'm a guitar player! I was so proud when I saw her play like that on the show!
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Know it isn't the most original but I just couldn't resist.
You had a nice opening. And then it fell flat on its face. It got back up, but by then the damage was done.
If Rainbow didn't do a Sonic Rainboom, Rarity could've been a Rock n' Roll Star.
Rarity: It's very simple, Pinkie. The naked ape gods who write our fates decreed I would be able to do so.
Pinkie:
OMYGOSH, RARITY!! You know about them TOO?! 
Twilight makes a beeline for Town Hall to get the paperwork to have them both committed.
Wow, this is probably better than my fic I wrote inspired by that scene, writing-quality-wise at least.
Even if mine was the first on this site...
~Crystalline Electrostatic~
18:6_8/7/2017
pls do a continue.
Seriously though, this needs an extension of Rarity, under the nagging of Sweetie Belle, becoming a rockstar, possibly under a disguise of some sort! It is such a good idea!
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No, I'm going to leave it as it is. It's not like I haven't thought about it, but I feel the story is good enough as it is on its own merits.
This was pretty good, although it felt a little padded toward the end. Pinkie's reactions and Rarity's explanations were a bit repetitive. Like this line:
Um, yeah, you already said this was the last thing you expected:
Still, your headcanon about Rarity taking guitar lessons in Canterlot does make sense. It even explains how she picked up her "high-class" accent, since no one else in her family talks the way she does.
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True, but it is such a good concept.
Short and cute.
Oh Come on man you had a golden opportunity to have Rarity yell "THANK YOU PONYVILE, GOODNIGHT!" Before smashing the guitar. Come one it would have been awesome.
8351671
Would you be willing to allow another to write an unofficial continuation then perhaps?
sweet short story :)
This is a very good one-shot.
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Honestly, no, I don't think that would be a good idea. Not like I haven't thought about it, but I don't really want any kind of continuation of the story.
I just don't find it to be necessary.
Good one-shot. After all, her cutie mark already "rocks"
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awwww ok.
8350438 Her old band?
Was Pontera? Or was it Manetalica?
I bet she was playing this:
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Good Questions!
Dang it, I really want more. I didn't know I wanted this, but now I know.
I want this.
This story demands a continuation, in which Rarity is confronted between the choices in her life leading up to where she is now, and the misunderstanding of her own Cutie Mark. All accompanied by epic metal, where normally the music of harmony would take over, and a completely wild, out of control fashionista and her Tartarus blessed guitar. Equestria will never be the same again.
What happens when Pinkie breaks a Pinkie Promise?
(The Mirror Pool clones come and take me away>
My reaction to seeing that:
An interesting premise that you do absolutely nothing with.
This felt really shallow. Like, the first half of the story basically doesn’t matter, and then when it gets to the part that does matter, which is a simply fascinating corollary of the very idea of cutie marks, it’s over in a couple of sentences. There is so much more that could be done with this idea it’s honestly a little baffling that you feel like this story doesn’t need an expansion. And maybe it doesn’t; it seems like Rarity’s basically content with herself, so I guess I can see why adding more onto the end wouldn’t do much. But the idea behind this story, that concept that got summarized in a handful of sentences, could have so much more depth to it. I think you could write an entire story just about those three sentences Rarity said, and it feels like a missed opportunity.
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The point of this was only a scene expansion from what was seen in the episode. It was originally going to be 1000 words or so, but I went a little more ambitious with it.
I truly don't want to write an extension to what I've put down here, but that doesn't necessarily mean I won't ever write a sequel. Besides, this was uploaded two days ago, so a follow-up in a short gap of time can't really be expected.
This was hilariously awesome!
YOU DO HAVE MORE! YAY!
I do indeed like your stories! I'm gonna find more!
A really fun story. Nice job.
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Thanks a bunch! Sorry I didn't see this message sooner. Love your work, by the way, Flutterpriest.
Here's what she was probably singing