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MLP TF kidnap Part 8 - What a rare specimen - Rarity
„In the name of Equestria, Pink... amena, stop now!“, Celestia shouted and hit a nearby table with her hooves to put more expession to her sentence.
„This is just unfair, all of my friends have their own suit and I am just stuck with my punishment outfit for what pony knows how long. Just give me this mission, just once, PLEASE!“, Pinkamena begged on her knees and hugged Celestia's legs so tight that the royal pony had concerns about the blood pressure in her legs.
„I said it once and I am saying it now: You have gone too far. Look where your quest for revenge has taken us.“, Celestia said and pointed to a barking blue pony in the background.
„Just once, I will behave. Pony promise.“, Pinkamena continued hugging Celestia's legs even more.
„No means no, you have to deal with it.“, Luna had appeared from the background. „You disappointed us once again, you lost your skin and now you want a replacement? Did you forget that our capabilities are scarce? Without a proper tailor pony, our outfits won't endure for long and you, Pinkamena, have been making our situation even worse. There are no ressources left! We need to lay low for a while and keep our pony heads down until another opportunity shows up.“, Luna explained. Apparently her words did have an effect on Pinkamena, she released her hooves and let go of Celestia's legs. Celestia immediately shook her exhausted hooves until she felt her blood returning.
„Nevertheless we have one pony missing, an important one. And by now the most important, especially because of our desperate situation...“, Luna reflected.
She was right: although many recruits had joined their ranks the latest missions had an effect. The authorities had found about their secret plans and were close to unveiling the secret of their hidden village.
After a few minutes Twilight broke the creepy silence: „Luna is right. We need a Rarity. Now. But we have to be careful to not wake any more guard dogs out there out of their slumber. I suggest one mission. Just in this case I take the lead and take my most trusted and talented friends with me. Not you Pinkamena“, Pinkie was already volunteering and waved her hooves enthusiastically. „I said no!“, Twilight continued and Pinkamena took a seat. Her head was hanging in sadness and she made a strange sigh of discontent. „As I was trying to say, I need a few ponies to aid me with my mission. Because of an old friendship I take Spike...“, Spike rose his head as it was stuck deep in a pile of snacks, „Derpy and Rainbow Dash with me. To be sure I suggest we involve Fluttershy.“, Twilight ended her speech.
„And you take me with you! Don't you dare to forget about me!“, Pinkamena warned stomping heavily on the ground.
„No still keeps no, as Luna and Celestia said. You have to obey our higher ranked ponies, you know. Pink... It won't take long and as soon as you can say 'cupcake' we are back again. But please, for this time, stay out of it, for all our sakes.“, Rainbow Dash was jump in the conversation and gave Pinkamena a slight hug. Pinkamena hung her head in shame again and slowly disappeared into the darkness of the night.
„You better take care of her.“, Celestia suggested, rather ordered to Rainbow Dash, „We agreed to send Derpy as a substitute enforcer, for you. You will stay here and keep all your eyes strictly on Pinkamena. I have a strange feeling that she is up to something but I am not yet sure what it might be. So keep your eyes peeled.“, Luna said.
„Just you wait. When I am not allowed to have fun on your little mission, I make my mission myself“, Pinkamena whispered as she was walking away in the darkness.
„Hold your horses“, Derpy interrupted „we don't even know where the hay our next recruit comes from and it is going to be a hell of a ride for sure if we even find that person.“
„You are right, we need to plan every move to the minute. There won't be any mistakes or any ruccus, you hear me?“, Luna looked in their faces with a sinister face, there would be no more mistakes for sure- and every pony knew that.
After a while Twilight rose to speak: „Why don't we make it plain and simple? We need a fine tailor so we put up a recruitment advertising. We put it on the internet and maybe via radio?“
„That doesn't solve our problem: we still have no pony costume left and with my humble skills I need at least 3 days to create a provisional one that works for a few months at least.“, Luna complained.
„So three days it is. In the meantime our little taskforce is going to prepare themselves for that specific mission. As my sister told, there won't be any mistakes, not this time!“, Celestia spoke.
Every pony agreed with the higher ponies' opinion and left the main hall to get some rest. Celestia did the same but as she went out of the hall she had a feeling that a strange shadow was following her steps. „Who is there, show yourself!“, Celestia shouted into the darkness. There was no response. „Maybe I am seeing things.“, Celestia said to herself and went to her home.
As soon as she entered her house, exhausted of the recent weeks and maybe months even - she lost count at some point - Celestia began to strip from the outfit, took her head off and grabbed her back zipper. But it didn't move.
„Oh, oh, oh, not this time. You made a happy pony angry and you know what it means to spoil another party.“, a voice from behind said.
It didn't took an expert for Celestia to find out whoms voice that was. „Pinkamena, what are you doing here, you are supposed to be in your house. I hereby order you to leave my house!“, Celestia shouted all high and mighty but Pinkamena's hooves didn't just grab her zipper. The pink and confused pony was putting a familiar liquid on Celestias back.
„Only Celestia can order me arond. I just see a human face here.“, Pinkamena pointed out.
Anna realised that without her pony head she was in fact just a human and humans didn't have any rights in Ponyville. She hurried to put her head on again but it was too late. Pinkamena had already poured at least 2 bottles of the forbidden water on Anna's Celestia costume. The fur began to contract and the pressure of the costume increased by the second. „Let me help you with that“, Pinkamena said and put Celestia's head on Anna without mercy, before pouring another two bottles over Celestia. Being soaked all over, Celestia was in rage, infuriated as her mane stood to an end, her tail raised menacingly. Without hesitation she kicked Pinkamena out of her residence. Celestia waited for a few minutes, just in case. Then she calmed herself, took a deep breath and sat down on the edge of her bed.
„Finally she is away. What was that for?“, Celestia asked to herself. She once again began to put her costume off but something didn't feel right that time.
„Where the hay is the zipper?“, Celestia was asking herself, fumbling around with her hooves in panic. She jumped to her mirror and watched the situation: The zipper was gone. Looking around for one hour Celestia gave up. Pinkamena went too far this time. Anna was no more, just the Celestia costume. Celestia didn't accept her possible fate and rushed to her sister. „Luna, get your lazy dark-blue ass out of the bed and help me!“, Celestia screamed.
„What is up now? We need all the sleep we can get and it is far too late for any games“, a tired Luna moaned at her.
„Just look at me! I can't take off the costume anymore! Help me out of it, now. Please!“, Celestia sounded really desperate.
„All right, all right, I will help you and then you let me sleep, ok?“, Luna begged.
Luna did all she could but there was no way to get Anna out of the Celestia costume. Exhausted both gave up. Anna- or Celestia put her head in her hooves. „That damn Pinkamena. We created a monster and now it has come back to us. Point of no return, even for me!“, Celestia said and while she spoke her voice took a deeper, more powerfull tone. Luna was impressed.
„I guess you are the real Celestia now.“, Luna snickered.
„You are going to fire me? Really? After all the hard work that I have done for this damn company? Do you even realize that you won't be worth a damn penny without my expertise and innovation?!“, Lisa was out of her mind. After working many years for a famous fashion company they had the infamy to ditch her. Not just warning her to calm down or thanking her for the great masterpieces that she made. Nothing. Not even an apology.
„You made a few great fabrics, dresses, I agree. But you are asking too much. We don't have so much money to fullfill every wish of yours.“, her former boss solaced.
„Keep that for you self, or better, talk to my hand as it hits your face“, Lisa exclaimed. She turned and slammed the door behind her.
„They don't deserve me, those ungratefull bastards.“, Lisa thought to herself as she stomped down the stairs.
So she needed another job. As soon as she arrived at her house she immediately sat at her desk, booted her computer and browsed for any job advertisments. After two hours she had been applying to several companies. She wanted to call it a day as her eyes spotted yet another advert. It had a really childish layout and wasn't even drawn with the fitting colour compositions or proportions, it was an insult for her eyes for sure. Lisa had to shake her head at that and began to read it because of curiosity.
„We are looking for passionate artists, tailors, painters. You know the talented kind of -pon- (it was scratched) persons. If you think you are a fitting match, put your resumee with your full name and address in an email and send it to our email address as soon as you can- WE REALLY NEED IT!!!!
P.S. Don't forget to show up or we will have to pick you up!!!
The annonce was writting with all sorts of different colours, letter types and sizes- it was horrible and made Lisa's skin crawl.
Lisa wasn't sure what she should make out of that but since she wanted to improve her chances of finding another job in time, she answered to that letter as well.
After one week Lisa had at least three acceptance letters, one of them was from that strange colourful one that she couldn't forget for some strange reason. But she had no intention to meet those strange persons, no way.
The first two appointments went fine for Lisa and she had good chances for another permanent employment. The third appointment, that one from the company with the strange freaky email, Lisa ignored completely.
For a strange reason the companies, where Lisa had an appointment for a job interview, didn't answer at all. They were avoiding any contact in fact and Lisa received job rejections, out from nowhere.
The third company still kept sending emails to her, every letter was printed with more exclamation marks.
Having enough of that pesky company, Lisa send an answer and immediately she got an email. In that email the company didn't offer an job interview or something similar. Instead there was an announcement that they wanted to test Lisa's skills before inviting her in. Lisa agreed.
The next day a large package arrived, the delivery guy was a bit weird, cross-eyed and clumsy, but friendly. Lisa took the package inside, opened the box and read the letter.
„Thank you for helping our little Pony- (scratched) company with our little issue. We are counting on your skills and don't think about what we ask you to repair. Don't tell anyone! Pony serious.
As soon as your work is finished, give us a call (phone number imprinted below).“
P.S. Be sure we don't have any intention to hurt you in any way. But if you call the authorities, we have to act immediately.
Lisa scratched her head, put the letter away and looked at her assignment. It was a large pink blanket, no a giant pink costume- ripped apparently. Continuing the search she found a small piece of paper: the sewing instructions. Lisa read through instructions how to fix the outfit. It took her several hours and a few car-rides to some specific fabric stores, but in the end of the day she finished that task. The outfit looked great but it was a bit too big for her size. Lisa called the company and after a few minutes the strange delivery boy appeared at her doorstep, thanked her and took the package.
„We stay in touch. Don't leave town.“, he said and smiled. Then he drove of her estate.
„That work is astounding, magnificent!“, Luna exclaimed.
„Yes, a great job indeed“, Rainbow Dash agreed and looked at Pinkie Pie all happy to be in her real skin again.
„So she is up to the next level?“, Twilight asked.
„Yes, she is perfect.“, Celestia said, still mourning her spend savings- for a good cause- since she wouldn't need them anymore.
Another week passed by and Lisa had the strange feeling that it was all a fraud and was ready to take another job, whatever it was. She needed an employment and her money was at the threshold to zero by now.
An email from the strange company 'Ponyinc.' arrived.
„You have done a great job. For the next round we need you to fill in a chart about all your body measures. You made our costumer very happy and you deserved that.“
„Deserved what?“, Lisa wondered.
Her question had answered itself as Lisa took a glance at her mailbox: an envelope was put in there- no name on it. As she opened it she found 3000 dollars and a letter with a thank-you-sentence and a happy cartoon pony on it. Although it was strange, Lisa took the money and paid her due rent. She filled the chart and waited eagerly for the next email.
It was responded within seconds. The situation was suspicious for sure but Lisa opened the email never the less.
„Since we know we can trust you now, we will send you yet another package. In it you will find your next task.“, the letter said.
The company kept its word, the delivery boy arrived and handed a large box to Lisa, then he vanished again. The instructions were that she had to create a plush costume with specific measures- her own. Since it was important to get a well-paying employment Lisa drove off again for her trusted stores. In the evening she had everything she needed and ended the day.
After breakfast Lisa started her work with the outfit, it was Rarity from my little pony and Lisa's all time favourite but she would never have admitted that she liked that peculiar TV-show. She put all her skills and efforts in that specific suit and it was almost like magic, she spend hours and hours on it, without any sign of exhaustion.
In the late evening, maybe night even, Lisa was finished and the costume was completed. With soft white fur, it was as cozy as a blanket. The eyes, gourgeously purple, a bit sparkly of course, since she just had to add a few extras to fit her likings, had been a challenge but in her eyes she had done great work. To be honest Lisa rarely was satisfied about her final results. But as she watched her - she was about to call it one of her masterpieces indeed - silky inner lining and the soft white fur, the clumsy but elegant hooves, sparkling in dim light- it was fabulous.
Being more than interested in putting it on she remembered her task. Lisa packed the costume neatly in a box, called the company's number again and waited for the delivery boy to appear. It took longer than the last time. Lisa fell asleep while she was waiting and finally the door bell rang. Without any hesitation Lisa jumped at the door, opened it and found nobody. She looked around but couldn't find any signs or traces about the delivery guy at all.
So Lisa decided to send the package by herself. She drove to the nearby post-office and handed the box over to the employee.
„Adress is Ponyville? Is this some kind of a joke?“, she asked Lisa.
„No, just send it to that specific place, please. My career depends on it.“, Lisa begged with her folded hands.
With a frown the employee did her job wondering what that all was about. She shrugged her shoulders and soon forgot about that unusual costumer.
As Lisa returned to her car an unnoticed person sneaked in the store as nobody was watching, it opened the box and poured a strange liquid in it. After that it vanished into the beginning sunset.
„Finally a good days work is done“, Lisa thought. But a few days later the package came back to her. „But... I thought I had send you to the company. Why in all ways do you appear at my door again?“, Lisa expressed out of her confusion. Her confusion continued as she spotted that one of her windows had been pried open. Having bad thoughts she inspected the whole house and spotted many dressmaker's dummies. She knew she had two dummies in her house. But as it turned out she counted at least thirty extra dummies. Lisa reached to her phone and wanted to call the police, but she was greeted by dead silence. „The wires must have been cut“, she considered. On her table in or living room was a pile of sheets with sewing patterns for skirts, dresses and costumes.
„What are you saying? She escaped? Again?“, Luna was out of her mind, infuriated.
„Yes, she somehow managed to sneak by me. I was so fast every single time but that time... I am sorry, OK?“, Rainbow Dash tried to apologize the best she could.
„That does not make any difference. We need to act now before something terrible happens. We know what she is up to and as I supspected she stole another crate of our magic-water-bottles. Who knows what she is up to this time.“, Celestia said, mourning her lost humanity in her thoughts, „That mustn't happen again. We have little time to react and for sure we are going to use every bit of it. We need to go to that place, right now.“
„We have everything under control, Celestia, don't you worry about that.“ Twilight said trying to calm the worried Celestia.
„Are you sure? No pink you-know-who around there?“
„Even if she was, it would be four versus one. She wouldn't have any chance.“, Derpy intervened.
„Exactly, we can do that.“, Twilight ended the conversation and Spike nodded.
*knock knock
„Who is there?“, Derpy raised her hooves and jumped out the van. Pinkie Pie stood there, in all her glory.
„What are you doing here?“, Twilight said annoyed.
„Don't you worry your little serious pony heads about that, I am here to support your mission!“, Pinkie enthusiastically shouted.
„Pshhht, be calm, don't get us too much attention“, Twilight whispered and pulled Pinkie inside with a swift motion.
„Are you sure you had done nothing by yourself? You just came here after you escaped Rainbow Dash's patrol? I don't buy that for one bit!“, Spike stared at Pinkie with his arms folded.
„Admit it, you have done something!“, Derpy continued the interrogation, „You can't possibly think that we believe you just changed your mind because of a repaired costume after your ambush at Celestia.“
„Give her a break, maybe she means it this time.“, Spike hinted.
„Whatever, let us focus on the mission, all right?“, Twilight suggested.
„So far so good. She has already finished her distinct costume. Now we need a way to convince her to wear it and of course she needs to fill in the contract.“, Twilight analyzed.
Pinkie Pie giggled. Everyone was looking at her.
„Pinkie, I knew she had done something!“, Derpy accused.
„Let us be reasonable. Pinkie Pie, I ask you one more time: What in equastria's name have you done?“, Twilight asked.
„Nothing that would do any harm I just poured an itsy bitsy little almost invisible drop over her costume.“, Pinkie explained.
„What do you mean by 'itsy bitsy'?“, Twilight dug deeper.
Pinkie kept silent.
„Pinkie?!“, Twilight asked again with more emphasis this time.
„All right, you won.Two or three bottles maybe even more, I didn't pay any attention about counting those things.“
„Oh no, why did you do that?“
„Because we need a good tailor pony, a passionate one that insists in her work and has no distractions of ugly human needs.“, Pinkie explained herself and as she mentioned the word 'human' she made a disgusted reaction.
Slowly Derpy prepared a rope to make sure that Pinkie would'nt sabotage the mission any further. Withing seconds the pink menace had been subdued.
„I know we are friends, but this is business. You know Celetia's orders and I can't let you compromise our gentle approach any further, no offense Pinkie.“, Twilight explained. It took the strength of the whole crew to capture the pink pony that proved a really well dexterity but finally they made it. Pinkie tried to escape her bindings but it was no use, after a few minutes she gave up with a sigh.
„Can we finally put the lid on the cup and put ourselves to rest?“, Spike begged.
Since it was far too late in the evening, everybody agreed with calling it a day and slept. Pinkie being tied tightly as a compressed pony-package was angry but with no other option she relaxed and tried to sleep as well.
Did the costume just move or was she seeing things? It was far too late in the evening to trust her mind. But she could swear that she had placed the Rarity costume in her living room. Now it strangely appeared right in her bedroom. Lisa checked the door. It was locked twice and after that she closed the windows and locked them as well. Apparently nothing had been demolished and maybe she had just forgotten about the open window after all. But one problem remained: what was she going to do with the costume?
Lisa still needed to send it, but like a boomerang it reappeared everytime as if someone or something didn't like it otherwise.
„Whatever“, she thought, jumped under the shower and prepared herself for bed. Cleaned, a bit tired and clumsy she switched off the light, slumped in her bed and landed on something soft.
„What the...!“, Lisa exclaimed out of a shock immediately jumped out of her bed and punched the light switch on again.
There it was again, neatly set on her bed, the back seam opened widely.
„Rarity!“, Lisa almost shouted and looked out of her window to check if anybody maybe has heard something. Apart from a parked van in the distance nothing was there.
Lisa blinked. She had a feeling that the costume had winked at her?
Something about the whole situation was not right at all.
Rubbing her eyes Lisa wanted to exit her bedroom to let the situation sink in.
At that right moment the light was switched off again.
„Something about this is not right for sure“, Lisa considered and slammed the light on again.
Out of another shock she jumped backwards. The Rarity costume was standing right in front of her, its arms widely spread as if to welcome her with its soft embrace.
„Get off of me, leave me alone!“, Lisa screamed, ran out of the door in her undergarments, locked the door closed shut and almost fell down the stairs.
Her heart was racing like she was running a marathon and she tried to make any sense of it.
„Did you hear that?“, Derpy asked.
„Yes, something is going on over there for sure.“, Twilight mentioned.
„So should we jump in and do something?“, Spike asked further.
„Maybe we should.“, Derpy added.
The door of the van swung open and three ponies and a small dragon rushed out to check the situation. As they neared the house, they just spotted the lights going off and on every few minutes.
„Something isn't right about this, for sure“, Twilight said again and put on her heat-vision goggles on.
„What do you see?“, Spike asked.
„Something that should not happening.“
„What is it?“, Derpy joined in.
„Our candidate is being harassed by a haunted suit of some sort. My guess is: Pinkie's doing.“, Twilight analyzed, „We need to act now. Any ideas how we get inside?“
„This can't be happening, I am dreaming. Yes, it must be a dream. It can't be otherwise“, Lisa said to herself. Looking through the keyhole of her bathroom door she noticed nothing special but she could hear heavy boots or hooves for sure.
„Dammit, dammit, where did I put my phone again!“, Lisa thought loudly.
Remembering where she put it proved quite difficult considering a pony costume doing shenanigans with her.
The cloppings came nearer. Lisa was rather sure that they were far enough to risk a glance. She unlocked the door, leaned outside, took a quick look and shut it again quickly. So far she could not spot anything. Did she imagine all of that after all?
Loud noises came from outside the house. Seemingly three persons were trying to break in her house. She couldn't do anything so she decided to cower in her bathtub and closed the curtains.
The door opened with a rather loud crack.
„Search the house, we need to find her before it is too late!“, one person ordered.
Two other persons almost stomped up the stairs.
„Twilight here ain't any sign of a haywire costume!“, another one said with a bit of accent.
Lisa waited for a few minutes then she took all her courage and ventured to the door. She opened it slightly and calmly stepped on her toes, slowly but surely.
„I need to get out of this place, right now“, she thought.
Right at that moment she wasn't paying enough attention and the lights went out again.
Lisa tried to scream but a soft cloth prevented her doing any noise. It was a soft embrace and Lisa lost consciousness.
„Twilight, I found the costume!“, Spike enthusiastically proclaimed.
„Let me see. Ah yes, there it is. But where is the human?“, Twilight wondered.
„I have a clue. Maybe she is right in the costume already“, Derpy chimed in.
After many hours Lisa came to her senses again. She tried to rub her eyes but something soft prevented her fingers to reach her face. It was too dark to make out what it was. Touching all over her body she realized that she was wearing a soft thick suit. Her feet were covered completely as well.
„Wakey, wakey!“, a pink figure said, nudging her.
„Pinkie what on earth have you done?“, a purple figure asked.
„I fulfilled our most important mission!“, the pink Pony said defiantly.
Lisa slowly began to remember. Maybe those crazy pony cosplayers were part of the company from earlier.
„Do you work for Ponyinc.?“, Lisa began her sentence, „since I really need to send you the costume back that was asked for.“
„I don't know how I need to put this that way you can understand...“, Twilight began.
„YOU ARE A PERMANENT PONY NOW!“, the still tied Pinkie shouted cheerfullishly.
„Wait, what?“, Lisa asked out of confusion.
„I hate to admit it but our pink companion and mischiever is right about that. There is no option for us to get you out of the costume anymore.“, Twilight tried to find the most solacing words but failed graciously.
Lisa raised her hands/hooves, looked in the mirror and saw a large plush Rarity looking back at her. She tried to reach the zipper but she couldn't feel it anymore. Panicking, Lisa tried to rip the pony head off but it was to no avail, it stretched a bit and came back without mercy. Her violet mane waving around graciously and distinctively with every step as she ran through the house she was in. It was filled with many pony pictures and concept drawings of various outfits and dresses. That wasn't her house, Lisa was sure about that now. She must have been abducted.
„Pinkie, you have to take the full responsibility for all that happened in front of Luna and Celestia!“, Twilight angryly barked at her friend.
„I don't see any problem here. We needed a good tailor and I made sure we got one, for all eternity.“, Pinkie laughed.
Here is part 8
Ponyville and all characters who live there are property of Hasbro.Inc
Finally Ponyville 'recruits' a decent fashion maker.
next: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/40646077/
„This is just unfair, all of my friends have their own suit and I am just stuck with my punishment outfit for what pony knows how long. Just give me this mission, just once, PLEASE!“, Pinkamena begged on her knees and hugged Celestia's legs so tight that the royal pony had concerns about the blood pressure in her legs.
„I said it once and I am saying it now: You have gone too far. Look where your quest for revenge has taken us.“, Celestia said and pointed to a barking blue pony in the background.
„Just once, I will behave. Pony promise.“, Pinkamena continued hugging Celestia's legs even more.
„No means no, you have to deal with it.“, Luna had appeared from the background. „You disappointed us once again, you lost your skin and now you want a replacement? Did you forget that our capabilities are scarce? Without a proper tailor pony, our outfits won't endure for long and you, Pinkamena, have been making our situation even worse. There are no ressources left! We need to lay low for a while and keep our pony heads down until another opportunity shows up.“, Luna explained. Apparently her words did have an effect on Pinkamena, she released her hooves and let go of Celestia's legs. Celestia immediately shook her exhausted hooves until she felt her blood returning.
„Nevertheless we have one pony missing, an important one. And by now the most important, especially because of our desperate situation...“, Luna reflected.
She was right: although many recruits had joined their ranks the latest missions had an effect. The authorities had found about their secret plans and were close to unveiling the secret of their hidden village.
After a few minutes Twilight broke the creepy silence: „Luna is right. We need a Rarity. Now. But we have to be careful to not wake any more guard dogs out there out of their slumber. I suggest one mission. Just in this case I take the lead and take my most trusted and talented friends with me. Not you Pinkamena“, Pinkie was already volunteering and waved her hooves enthusiastically. „I said no!“, Twilight continued and Pinkamena took a seat. Her head was hanging in sadness and she made a strange sigh of discontent. „As I was trying to say, I need a few ponies to aid me with my mission. Because of an old friendship I take Spike...“, Spike rose his head as it was stuck deep in a pile of snacks, „Derpy and Rainbow Dash with me. To be sure I suggest we involve Fluttershy.“, Twilight ended her speech.
„And you take me with you! Don't you dare to forget about me!“, Pinkamena warned stomping heavily on the ground.
„No still keeps no, as Luna and Celestia said. You have to obey our higher ranked ponies, you know. Pink... It won't take long and as soon as you can say 'cupcake' we are back again. But please, for this time, stay out of it, for all our sakes.“, Rainbow Dash was jump in the conversation and gave Pinkamena a slight hug. Pinkamena hung her head in shame again and slowly disappeared into the darkness of the night.
„You better take care of her.“, Celestia suggested, rather ordered to Rainbow Dash, „We agreed to send Derpy as a substitute enforcer, for you. You will stay here and keep all your eyes strictly on Pinkamena. I have a strange feeling that she is up to something but I am not yet sure what it might be. So keep your eyes peeled.“, Luna said.
„Just you wait. When I am not allowed to have fun on your little mission, I make my mission myself“, Pinkamena whispered as she was walking away in the darkness.
„Hold your horses“, Derpy interrupted „we don't even know where the hay our next recruit comes from and it is going to be a hell of a ride for sure if we even find that person.“
„You are right, we need to plan every move to the minute. There won't be any mistakes or any ruccus, you hear me?“, Luna looked in their faces with a sinister face, there would be no more mistakes for sure- and every pony knew that.
After a while Twilight rose to speak: „Why don't we make it plain and simple? We need a fine tailor so we put up a recruitment advertising. We put it on the internet and maybe via radio?“
„That doesn't solve our problem: we still have no pony costume left and with my humble skills I need at least 3 days to create a provisional one that works for a few months at least.“, Luna complained.
„So three days it is. In the meantime our little taskforce is going to prepare themselves for that specific mission. As my sister told, there won't be any mistakes, not this time!“, Celestia spoke.
Every pony agreed with the higher ponies' opinion and left the main hall to get some rest. Celestia did the same but as she went out of the hall she had a feeling that a strange shadow was following her steps. „Who is there, show yourself!“, Celestia shouted into the darkness. There was no response. „Maybe I am seeing things.“, Celestia said to herself and went to her home.
As soon as she entered her house, exhausted of the recent weeks and maybe months even - she lost count at some point - Celestia began to strip from the outfit, took her head off and grabbed her back zipper. But it didn't move.
„Oh, oh, oh, not this time. You made a happy pony angry and you know what it means to spoil another party.“, a voice from behind said.
It didn't took an expert for Celestia to find out whoms voice that was. „Pinkamena, what are you doing here, you are supposed to be in your house. I hereby order you to leave my house!“, Celestia shouted all high and mighty but Pinkamena's hooves didn't just grab her zipper. The pink and confused pony was putting a familiar liquid on Celestias back.
„Only Celestia can order me arond. I just see a human face here.“, Pinkamena pointed out.
Anna realised that without her pony head she was in fact just a human and humans didn't have any rights in Ponyville. She hurried to put her head on again but it was too late. Pinkamena had already poured at least 2 bottles of the forbidden water on Anna's Celestia costume. The fur began to contract and the pressure of the costume increased by the second. „Let me help you with that“, Pinkamena said and put Celestia's head on Anna without mercy, before pouring another two bottles over Celestia. Being soaked all over, Celestia was in rage, infuriated as her mane stood to an end, her tail raised menacingly. Without hesitation she kicked Pinkamena out of her residence. Celestia waited for a few minutes, just in case. Then she calmed herself, took a deep breath and sat down on the edge of her bed.
„Finally she is away. What was that for?“, Celestia asked to herself. She once again began to put her costume off but something didn't feel right that time.
„Where the hay is the zipper?“, Celestia was asking herself, fumbling around with her hooves in panic. She jumped to her mirror and watched the situation: The zipper was gone. Looking around for one hour Celestia gave up. Pinkamena went too far this time. Anna was no more, just the Celestia costume. Celestia didn't accept her possible fate and rushed to her sister. „Luna, get your lazy dark-blue ass out of the bed and help me!“, Celestia screamed.
„What is up now? We need all the sleep we can get and it is far too late for any games“, a tired Luna moaned at her.
„Just look at me! I can't take off the costume anymore! Help me out of it, now. Please!“, Celestia sounded really desperate.
„All right, all right, I will help you and then you let me sleep, ok?“, Luna begged.
Luna did all she could but there was no way to get Anna out of the Celestia costume. Exhausted both gave up. Anna- or Celestia put her head in her hooves. „That damn Pinkamena. We created a monster and now it has come back to us. Point of no return, even for me!“, Celestia said and while she spoke her voice took a deeper, more powerfull tone. Luna was impressed.
„I guess you are the real Celestia now.“, Luna snickered.
„You are going to fire me? Really? After all the hard work that I have done for this damn company? Do you even realize that you won't be worth a damn penny without my expertise and innovation?!“, Lisa was out of her mind. After working many years for a famous fashion company they had the infamy to ditch her. Not just warning her to calm down or thanking her for the great masterpieces that she made. Nothing. Not even an apology.
„You made a few great fabrics, dresses, I agree. But you are asking too much. We don't have so much money to fullfill every wish of yours.“, her former boss solaced.
„Keep that for you self, or better, talk to my hand as it hits your face“, Lisa exclaimed. She turned and slammed the door behind her.
„They don't deserve me, those ungratefull bastards.“, Lisa thought to herself as she stomped down the stairs.
So she needed another job. As soon as she arrived at her house she immediately sat at her desk, booted her computer and browsed for any job advertisments. After two hours she had been applying to several companies. She wanted to call it a day as her eyes spotted yet another advert. It had a really childish layout and wasn't even drawn with the fitting colour compositions or proportions, it was an insult for her eyes for sure. Lisa had to shake her head at that and began to read it because of curiosity.
„We are looking for passionate artists, tailors, painters. You know the talented kind of -pon- (it was scratched) persons. If you think you are a fitting match, put your resumee with your full name and address in an email and send it to our email address as soon as you can- WE REALLY NEED IT!!!!
P.S. Don't forget to show up or we will have to pick you up!!!
The annonce was writting with all sorts of different colours, letter types and sizes- it was horrible and made Lisa's skin crawl.
Lisa wasn't sure what she should make out of that but since she wanted to improve her chances of finding another job in time, she answered to that letter as well.
After one week Lisa had at least three acceptance letters, one of them was from that strange colourful one that she couldn't forget for some strange reason. But she had no intention to meet those strange persons, no way.
The first two appointments went fine for Lisa and she had good chances for another permanent employment. The third appointment, that one from the company with the strange freaky email, Lisa ignored completely.
For a strange reason the companies, where Lisa had an appointment for a job interview, didn't answer at all. They were avoiding any contact in fact and Lisa received job rejections, out from nowhere.
The third company still kept sending emails to her, every letter was printed with more exclamation marks.
Having enough of that pesky company, Lisa send an answer and immediately she got an email. In that email the company didn't offer an job interview or something similar. Instead there was an announcement that they wanted to test Lisa's skills before inviting her in. Lisa agreed.
The next day a large package arrived, the delivery guy was a bit weird, cross-eyed and clumsy, but friendly. Lisa took the package inside, opened the box and read the letter.
„Thank you for helping our little Pony- (scratched) company with our little issue. We are counting on your skills and don't think about what we ask you to repair. Don't tell anyone! Pony serious.
As soon as your work is finished, give us a call (phone number imprinted below).“
P.S. Be sure we don't have any intention to hurt you in any way. But if you call the authorities, we have to act immediately.
Lisa scratched her head, put the letter away and looked at her assignment. It was a large pink blanket, no a giant pink costume- ripped apparently. Continuing the search she found a small piece of paper: the sewing instructions. Lisa read through instructions how to fix the outfit. It took her several hours and a few car-rides to some specific fabric stores, but in the end of the day she finished that task. The outfit looked great but it was a bit too big for her size. Lisa called the company and after a few minutes the strange delivery boy appeared at her doorstep, thanked her and took the package.
„We stay in touch. Don't leave town.“, he said and smiled. Then he drove of her estate.
„That work is astounding, magnificent!“, Luna exclaimed.
„Yes, a great job indeed“, Rainbow Dash agreed and looked at Pinkie Pie all happy to be in her real skin again.
„So she is up to the next level?“, Twilight asked.
„Yes, she is perfect.“, Celestia said, still mourning her spend savings- for a good cause- since she wouldn't need them anymore.
Another week passed by and Lisa had the strange feeling that it was all a fraud and was ready to take another job, whatever it was. She needed an employment and her money was at the threshold to zero by now.
An email from the strange company 'Ponyinc.' arrived.
„You have done a great job. For the next round we need you to fill in a chart about all your body measures. You made our costumer very happy and you deserved that.“
„Deserved what?“, Lisa wondered.
Her question had answered itself as Lisa took a glance at her mailbox: an envelope was put in there- no name on it. As she opened it she found 3000 dollars and a letter with a thank-you-sentence and a happy cartoon pony on it. Although it was strange, Lisa took the money and paid her due rent. She filled the chart and waited eagerly for the next email.
It was responded within seconds. The situation was suspicious for sure but Lisa opened the email never the less.
„Since we know we can trust you now, we will send you yet another package. In it you will find your next task.“, the letter said.
The company kept its word, the delivery boy arrived and handed a large box to Lisa, then he vanished again. The instructions were that she had to create a plush costume with specific measures- her own. Since it was important to get a well-paying employment Lisa drove off again for her trusted stores. In the evening she had everything she needed and ended the day.
After breakfast Lisa started her work with the outfit, it was Rarity from my little pony and Lisa's all time favourite but she would never have admitted that she liked that peculiar TV-show. She put all her skills and efforts in that specific suit and it was almost like magic, she spend hours and hours on it, without any sign of exhaustion.
In the late evening, maybe night even, Lisa was finished and the costume was completed. With soft white fur, it was as cozy as a blanket. The eyes, gourgeously purple, a bit sparkly of course, since she just had to add a few extras to fit her likings, had been a challenge but in her eyes she had done great work. To be honest Lisa rarely was satisfied about her final results. But as she watched her - she was about to call it one of her masterpieces indeed - silky inner lining and the soft white fur, the clumsy but elegant hooves, sparkling in dim light- it was fabulous.
Being more than interested in putting it on she remembered her task. Lisa packed the costume neatly in a box, called the company's number again and waited for the delivery boy to appear. It took longer than the last time. Lisa fell asleep while she was waiting and finally the door bell rang. Without any hesitation Lisa jumped at the door, opened it and found nobody. She looked around but couldn't find any signs or traces about the delivery guy at all.
So Lisa decided to send the package by herself. She drove to the nearby post-office and handed the box over to the employee.
„Adress is Ponyville? Is this some kind of a joke?“, she asked Lisa.
„No, just send it to that specific place, please. My career depends on it.“, Lisa begged with her folded hands.
With a frown the employee did her job wondering what that all was about. She shrugged her shoulders and soon forgot about that unusual costumer.
As Lisa returned to her car an unnoticed person sneaked in the store as nobody was watching, it opened the box and poured a strange liquid in it. After that it vanished into the beginning sunset.
„Finally a good days work is done“, Lisa thought. But a few days later the package came back to her. „But... I thought I had send you to the company. Why in all ways do you appear at my door again?“, Lisa expressed out of her confusion. Her confusion continued as she spotted that one of her windows had been pried open. Having bad thoughts she inspected the whole house and spotted many dressmaker's dummies. She knew she had two dummies in her house. But as it turned out she counted at least thirty extra dummies. Lisa reached to her phone and wanted to call the police, but she was greeted by dead silence. „The wires must have been cut“, she considered. On her table in or living room was a pile of sheets with sewing patterns for skirts, dresses and costumes.
„What are you saying? She escaped? Again?“, Luna was out of her mind, infuriated.
„Yes, she somehow managed to sneak by me. I was so fast every single time but that time... I am sorry, OK?“, Rainbow Dash tried to apologize the best she could.
„That does not make any difference. We need to act now before something terrible happens. We know what she is up to and as I supspected she stole another crate of our magic-water-bottles. Who knows what she is up to this time.“, Celestia said, mourning her lost humanity in her thoughts, „That mustn't happen again. We have little time to react and for sure we are going to use every bit of it. We need to go to that place, right now.“
„We have everything under control, Celestia, don't you worry about that.“ Twilight said trying to calm the worried Celestia.
„Are you sure? No pink you-know-who around there?“
„Even if she was, it would be four versus one. She wouldn't have any chance.“, Derpy intervened.
„Exactly, we can do that.“, Twilight ended the conversation and Spike nodded.
*knock knock
„Who is there?“, Derpy raised her hooves and jumped out the van. Pinkie Pie stood there, in all her glory.
„What are you doing here?“, Twilight said annoyed.
„Don't you worry your little serious pony heads about that, I am here to support your mission!“, Pinkie enthusiastically shouted.
„Pshhht, be calm, don't get us too much attention“, Twilight whispered and pulled Pinkie inside with a swift motion.
„Are you sure you had done nothing by yourself? You just came here after you escaped Rainbow Dash's patrol? I don't buy that for one bit!“, Spike stared at Pinkie with his arms folded.
„Admit it, you have done something!“, Derpy continued the interrogation, „You can't possibly think that we believe you just changed your mind because of a repaired costume after your ambush at Celestia.“
„Give her a break, maybe she means it this time.“, Spike hinted.
„Whatever, let us focus on the mission, all right?“, Twilight suggested.
„So far so good. She has already finished her distinct costume. Now we need a way to convince her to wear it and of course she needs to fill in the contract.“, Twilight analyzed.
Pinkie Pie giggled. Everyone was looking at her.
„Pinkie, I knew she had done something!“, Derpy accused.
„Let us be reasonable. Pinkie Pie, I ask you one more time: What in equastria's name have you done?“, Twilight asked.
„Nothing that would do any harm I just poured an itsy bitsy little almost invisible drop over her costume.“, Pinkie explained.
„What do you mean by 'itsy bitsy'?“, Twilight dug deeper.
Pinkie kept silent.
„Pinkie?!“, Twilight asked again with more emphasis this time.
„All right, you won.Two or three bottles maybe even more, I didn't pay any attention about counting those things.“
„Oh no, why did you do that?“
„Because we need a good tailor pony, a passionate one that insists in her work and has no distractions of ugly human needs.“, Pinkie explained herself and as she mentioned the word 'human' she made a disgusted reaction.
Slowly Derpy prepared a rope to make sure that Pinkie would'nt sabotage the mission any further. Withing seconds the pink menace had been subdued.
„I know we are friends, but this is business. You know Celetia's orders and I can't let you compromise our gentle approach any further, no offense Pinkie.“, Twilight explained. It took the strength of the whole crew to capture the pink pony that proved a really well dexterity but finally they made it. Pinkie tried to escape her bindings but it was no use, after a few minutes she gave up with a sigh.
„Can we finally put the lid on the cup and put ourselves to rest?“, Spike begged.
Since it was far too late in the evening, everybody agreed with calling it a day and slept. Pinkie being tied tightly as a compressed pony-package was angry but with no other option she relaxed and tried to sleep as well.
Did the costume just move or was she seeing things? It was far too late in the evening to trust her mind. But she could swear that she had placed the Rarity costume in her living room. Now it strangely appeared right in her bedroom. Lisa checked the door. It was locked twice and after that she closed the windows and locked them as well. Apparently nothing had been demolished and maybe she had just forgotten about the open window after all. But one problem remained: what was she going to do with the costume?
Lisa still needed to send it, but like a boomerang it reappeared everytime as if someone or something didn't like it otherwise.
„Whatever“, she thought, jumped under the shower and prepared herself for bed. Cleaned, a bit tired and clumsy she switched off the light, slumped in her bed and landed on something soft.
„What the...!“, Lisa exclaimed out of a shock immediately jumped out of her bed and punched the light switch on again.
There it was again, neatly set on her bed, the back seam opened widely.
„Rarity!“, Lisa almost shouted and looked out of her window to check if anybody maybe has heard something. Apart from a parked van in the distance nothing was there.
Lisa blinked. She had a feeling that the costume had winked at her?
Something about the whole situation was not right at all.
Rubbing her eyes Lisa wanted to exit her bedroom to let the situation sink in.
At that right moment the light was switched off again.
„Something about this is not right for sure“, Lisa considered and slammed the light on again.
Out of another shock she jumped backwards. The Rarity costume was standing right in front of her, its arms widely spread as if to welcome her with its soft embrace.
„Get off of me, leave me alone!“, Lisa screamed, ran out of the door in her undergarments, locked the door closed shut and almost fell down the stairs.
Her heart was racing like she was running a marathon and she tried to make any sense of it.
„Did you hear that?“, Derpy asked.
„Yes, something is going on over there for sure.“, Twilight mentioned.
„So should we jump in and do something?“, Spike asked further.
„Maybe we should.“, Derpy added.
The door of the van swung open and three ponies and a small dragon rushed out to check the situation. As they neared the house, they just spotted the lights going off and on every few minutes.
„Something isn't right about this, for sure“, Twilight said again and put on her heat-vision goggles on.
„What do you see?“, Spike asked.
„Something that should not happening.“
„What is it?“, Derpy joined in.
„Our candidate is being harassed by a haunted suit of some sort. My guess is: Pinkie's doing.“, Twilight analyzed, „We need to act now. Any ideas how we get inside?“
„This can't be happening, I am dreaming. Yes, it must be a dream. It can't be otherwise“, Lisa said to herself. Looking through the keyhole of her bathroom door she noticed nothing special but she could hear heavy boots or hooves for sure.
„Dammit, dammit, where did I put my phone again!“, Lisa thought loudly.
Remembering where she put it proved quite difficult considering a pony costume doing shenanigans with her.
The cloppings came nearer. Lisa was rather sure that they were far enough to risk a glance. She unlocked the door, leaned outside, took a quick look and shut it again quickly. So far she could not spot anything. Did she imagine all of that after all?
Loud noises came from outside the house. Seemingly three persons were trying to break in her house. She couldn't do anything so she decided to cower in her bathtub and closed the curtains.
The door opened with a rather loud crack.
„Search the house, we need to find her before it is too late!“, one person ordered.
Two other persons almost stomped up the stairs.
„Twilight here ain't any sign of a haywire costume!“, another one said with a bit of accent.
Lisa waited for a few minutes then she took all her courage and ventured to the door. She opened it slightly and calmly stepped on her toes, slowly but surely.
„I need to get out of this place, right now“, she thought.
Right at that moment she wasn't paying enough attention and the lights went out again.
Lisa tried to scream but a soft cloth prevented her doing any noise. It was a soft embrace and Lisa lost consciousness.
„Twilight, I found the costume!“, Spike enthusiastically proclaimed.
„Let me see. Ah yes, there it is. But where is the human?“, Twilight wondered.
„I have a clue. Maybe she is right in the costume already“, Derpy chimed in.
After many hours Lisa came to her senses again. She tried to rub her eyes but something soft prevented her fingers to reach her face. It was too dark to make out what it was. Touching all over her body she realized that she was wearing a soft thick suit. Her feet were covered completely as well.
„Wakey, wakey!“, a pink figure said, nudging her.
„Pinkie what on earth have you done?“, a purple figure asked.
„I fulfilled our most important mission!“, the pink Pony said defiantly.
Lisa slowly began to remember. Maybe those crazy pony cosplayers were part of the company from earlier.
„Do you work for Ponyinc.?“, Lisa began her sentence, „since I really need to send you the costume back that was asked for.“
„I don't know how I need to put this that way you can understand...“, Twilight began.
„YOU ARE A PERMANENT PONY NOW!“, the still tied Pinkie shouted cheerfullishly.
„Wait, what?“, Lisa asked out of confusion.
„I hate to admit it but our pink companion and mischiever is right about that. There is no option for us to get you out of the costume anymore.“, Twilight tried to find the most solacing words but failed graciously.
Lisa raised her hands/hooves, looked in the mirror and saw a large plush Rarity looking back at her. She tried to reach the zipper but she couldn't feel it anymore. Panicking, Lisa tried to rip the pony head off but it was to no avail, it stretched a bit and came back without mercy. Her violet mane waving around graciously and distinctively with every step as she ran through the house she was in. It was filled with many pony pictures and concept drawings of various outfits and dresses. That wasn't her house, Lisa was sure about that now. She must have been abducted.
„Pinkie, you have to take the full responsibility for all that happened in front of Luna and Celestia!“, Twilight angryly barked at her friend.
„I don't see any problem here. We needed a good tailor and I made sure we got one, for all eternity.“, Pinkie laughed.
Here is part 8
Ponyville and all characters who live there are property of Hasbro.Inc
Finally Ponyville 'recruits' a decent fashion maker.
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