Sunset Shimmer looked nearly dead when she slept. The only part of her body that moved inside her hollowed out cocoon bed was her chest as it subtly rose up and down. Her clothes were folded neat atop her organized 3D Maneuver Gear above her head.

Silently creeping up to the cocoon was a changeling, its footsteps just as inaudible as Sunset Shimmer was. It kept close to the cocoon, but kept its head so that the shadow wouldn’t pass over her eyes and possibly alert her. Opening its mouth, the changeling prepared to take a bite.

Before her eyes even opened, Sunset Shimmer’s right hand clasped onto the changeling’s neck. As the creature tried breaking free, Sunset Shimmer hurled her arm over herself and thrust the changeling’s back into the rock beside her bed, incapacitating it.

Using this moment to her advantage, Sunset Shimmer grabbed one of the bladed operational devices from her sheath, and held the tip of the blade at the struggling changeling’s throat.

“Bwahahaha,” laughed Chrysalis, approaching from behind. “Marvelous as always, Sunset Shimmer.”

Realizing that it was a test, Sunset Shimmer let the changeling go and let it scurry away before she slid her sword back into its sheath.

“We have plenty of work to do today,” Chrysalis told her, “so chop chop!”

Sunset Shimmer stood up from her bed, bent down, and picked up her clothes, walking off with them.

“If I wanted to be woken up this early,” Sunset Shimmer moaned, “I would have stayed back at school.”

“Ugh,” groaned Chrysalis, “don’t you just love morning ponies?”

The assaulted changeling watched Sunset Shimmer walk off with her clothes, grumbling as it rubbed the back of its head.
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Mikasa fluttered her eyes open, although the darkness of her bedroom didn’t help her much. The forest-green walls were barely intelligible, only visible through the sunshine that shone through the blinds. Noticing that morning had already come, Mikasa looked to her right and left, noticing that Eren and Armin were both asleep beside her, sandwiching her in.

As quietly as possible, Mikasa rolled the covers off of her and her two friends and gently squirmed out, revealing them all to be wearing white, matching pajamas. Sliding off the front of the bed and quietly to her feet, Mikasa shed her shirt off and walked towards her empty backpack, a pile of folded clothes lying beside it.

With Eren and Armin rolling towards the space Mikasa left, the two continued sleeping, nether of them any the wiser about Mikasa undressing in front of them.
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Applejack stood in the kitchen, trying to manage the antsy Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo as they looked about the room, waiting for a certain someone to appear.

“Come on!” whined Apple Bloom. “She said she’d take us!”

“I know that!” hissed Applejack, trying to keep her sister quiet. “I can’t control how long that girl sleeps, and I don’t think it’s right to wake her if she’s comfortable.”

“But she said she would!” Scootaloo said.

“Listen, I’ll give her two more minutes, and then I’m taking all y’all to school.”

“Don’t bother,” Mikasa voice whispered down the stairs.

Mikasa nimbly flew down the stairs, wearing her white blouse, grey dress, and red jacket, wrapping her scarf around her neck.

“Mikasa!” shouted Apple Bloom happily, leaping off her hooves.

“Hey!” Applejack hushed. “Just because she’s awake doesn’t mean the others are.”

“Sorry…” squeaked Apple Bloom.

“That’s fine. Run along now. I don’t want Mikasa to run y’all to school.”

The fillies ran to her side and hugged at her legs, excited for her to finally escort them.

“You know where you’re going?” asked Applejack to her friend.

“Just like you told me last night.”

“Alright, then. See you tonight, Apple Bloom.”

“Bye, sis!”

Mikasa walked to the door, swinging it open for the fillies to exit. Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle did so with fluttery giggles under their breath. Without even looking back, Mikasa stepped out of the front door, following the three fillies out and slowly letting the door close.
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As Mikasa and the three fillies walked along the path from Sweet Apple Acres, the sound of children playing came wafting through the trees. Sure enough, a small, red schoolhouse with a bell tower on the front side of the roof came into view. To the left, there were fillies and colts frolicking in the playground, which featured a swing set, a dual tetherball court, and small wooden hurdles. To the right a red, triangular flag wove in the wind, held by a polished wooden pole.

“We’re here!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed. “Just wait until we show everypony who got to take us to school!”

As the four of them approached the school yard, two more fillies became visible from the other end of the path. One of them had a pink coat with a purple mane and tail with a large white streak down the middle. Her cutie mark consisted of a blue tiara, matching the one she wore on her head.

The second was grey-colored, her combed and ponytailed mane and brushed tail colored in lighter shades. Her eyes were covered in large glasses with blue rims and a pearl choker was wrapped around her neck. A silver spoon with a magenta heart on the end of the stem was what made up her cutie mark.

The two fillies spotted Apple Bloom and her friends, devious smiles appearing on her faces. Mikasa, almost as if a sixth sense hit her, could already tell that something was wrong about the ponies approaching them, her mild-mannered face contorting into caution. However, the three fillies following her looked confident with their human friend by their side.

“Well, well, well,” jeered the pink filly, “if it isn’t the Legion of Blank Flanks.”

“That’s not our name,” shouted Scootaloo, “and you know it! We’re the Cutie Mark Crusaders!”

“Oh, right! How could I have ever confused the two? They’re so vastly different!”

“Not!” added the grey filly, leading to both of them laughing.

Mikasa looked mildly annoying with their condescending behavior. However, the three other fillies with her were far from disheartened.

“Save it!” Apple Bloom demanded, ceasing their bullies’ laughter. “Diamond Tiara,” she addressed to the pink filly and then to the grey one, “Silver Spoon. This is our good friend Mikasa, from the planet Earth!”

The Cutie Mark Crusaders stood before the other two fillies and nodded in affirmation.

“Oh,” Diamond Tiara mocked, “we saw it coming from a mile away. We were just taught better to not pay any attention to stray animals.”

Mikasa’s brow began to furrow. It was nothing she couldn’t handle, but the three fillies’ proud expressions began to deflate, serving only to make her anger grow.

“What?” responded Silver Spoon. “Were you trying to earn your cutie marks in zookeeping this time?”

“She isn’t an animal!” Sweetie Belle defended, although clearly sounding hurt. “I bet she’s got even more class than the both of you combined!”

“Hardly,” Diamond Tiara responded, circling around the three fillies and Mikasa with Silver Spoon with the likeness of prowling lions. “Only a dirty ape like that would wear such an ugly jacket…”

Mikasa’s teeth began to bare, resisting the urge to do something rash as they came back in front of her again. The three fillies under her care began to slump, unable to counter Diamond Tiara’s or Silver Spoon’s insults.

“Or that filthy dress,” added Silver Spoon.

“Or that ratty looking scarf,” spoke Diamond Tiara.

Mikasa’s eyes shot open, unable to hear another word. Stepping past Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, the two of them and Scootaloo shocked by her actions, she glowered over Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, getting them to quiet themselves.

“Did no one ever teach you when to keep your mouth shut?” growled Mikasa.

“Ooh,” taunted Diamond Tiara, keeping her cocksure smile, “did I touch a nerve there?”

“Don’t get her angry!” whispered Silver Spoon in a volume that Mikasa could clearly hear. “She might attack you and give you rabies!”

As the two fillies laughed at Mikasa’s expense, Mikasa flexed her hand out, finding herself unable to control her reach for Diamond Tiara. Before she could have the chance, the bell above the school began to ring. At once, the foals in the schoolyard all ran to the front entrance, piling in one by one. Mikasa looked to the entrance of the school, seeing the sight herself.

“Well?” Diamond Tiara continued to provoke. “What now?”

Mikasa looked back at Diamond Tiara. Contempt filled her eyes, but her mouth spelled a hint of defeat.

“The bell rang,” Mikasa hinted fiercely. “You should get to class now.”

“Hmph,” she responded. “That’s what I thought. Come on, Silver.”

Raising their heads up and huffing, the two of them marched into the school with an air of superiority. Beside her, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo trod towards the school, humiliated and ashamed.

“I’m sorry, Mikasa,” moaned Apple Bloom. “I didn’t know she would be so mean to you.”

“You have nothing to worry about,” assured Mikasa. “I’ll come pick you up afterwards.”

As the yellow filly gave a smile of appreciation, the shrill voice of Diamond Tiara shattered it once again.

“Hey!” she shouted. “You heard the mutt! Get inside! Or do you want to earn your cutie marks in tardiness?”

Without a word or a hint of a goodbye, the three fillies made their way to the school, Diamond Tiara holding the door open for them while Silver Spoon waved them in. Mikasa kept an intense watch over them until they, along with Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara were inside the school and the door was closed.

Mikasa hissed through her teeth. She would not let those two fillies get away from her today.
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A blade spun in the air, the tip piercing a hanging cocoon filled with a green ooze inside a stone hallway filled with dozens of cut cocoons. Sunset Shimmer, dressed and equipped in her Maneuver Gear, drove her empty operational device onto the base of the blade, connecting it once more.

Spinning to the left, Sunset Shimmer slashed her blade out of the cocoon and continued to swing it into another, spilling both of its contents simultaneously. With her arms crossed, she stood face to face at another cocoon, slashing an x-pattern into the cocoon and draining it as well, then slashing the top to drop it and see from behind it.

With one last cocoon remaining, she swung her arms out at it and ejected both blades, launching them with the tips spearing into it. Sunset Shimmer drove both blades back into her operational devices and swung around, leaving two large cuts in the cocoon that bled it dry.

Sunset Shimmer, panting, raised her hands towards her face, seeing how they, along with her blades and operational devices, were coated in ooze. Grunting loud, Sunset Shimmer turned around and jogged back to the beginning of the hall.
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Sasha sat on a luxurious couch with a gold frame inside Rarity’s studio, patting her belly full of breakfast. The sounds of several sewing machines rung from the ceiling into the room above her. Sasha grunted, both from the tightness in her gut and the anticipation of what Rarity’s creations would look like.

“Rarity,” called Sasha, “how much longer?”

“Coming, Sasha!” called Rarity’s voice.

After a few moments of time, Rarity trotted down the stairs along the outside of the studio and found Sasha on her couch, bored nearly to tears.

“Come now, Sasha,” Rarity scolded, approaching her closer, “you can’t possibly look this distraught over a single dress… although I do believe the end result will be most wonderful.”

As Rarity giggled, she felt Sasha’s arms grab her shoulders and her face get excruciatingly close to hers.

“Don’t tease me!” she shouted, making Rarity squeal in fear. “Just tell me! How much longer?”

“I…” Rarity stammered, darting her eyes about the room, “just about an hour more?”

Sasha still looked uptight, still unhappy from the answer.

“At the most?” Rarity squeaked, her last effort of calming laid bare.

Sasha finally relinquished her grip on Rarity, slouching back towards the couch. Rarity brushed her shoulders with her hooves, straitening the frayed bits of her coat.

“Well,” Rarity said, trying to put her cheerful demeanor back. “look on the bright side. The rest of your friends should be coming soon, and after we’ve looked at your new clothes, I’ve planned a day at the spa for all of us!”

“The spa?” asked Sasha, clearly making her confusion known.

“Sasha? Don’t tell me you’ve never heard of a spa before!”

“I’m sorry… but I haven’t.”

“Oh, dear me, Sasha, you are going to have a ball! Massages, facials, saunas, hot tubs, mud baths. Oh, you are going to feel the best that you have in years, darling!”

“I’m sure they won’t disappoint,” Sasha chuckled nervously.

“Alright then,” Rarity sighed, backing up towards the stairs. “Why don’t you just let the fantasies of your preening keep you busy while Coco and I finish up your friends’ clothes?”

Sasha watched Rarity as she disappeared up the stairs, humming a merry tune to herself.

“Um…” Sasha thought aloud, “okay?”

Sinking back onto the couch, she lied down and scanned the wall, searching for any little thing to help the promised hour tick by.
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Sunset Shimmer and Chrysalis sat at an ornately carved stone table across from each other. Each one had merely a large goblet placed in front of them, a thick green liquid inside of it. While Chrysalis sipped hers much like she would a fine wine, Sunset Shimmer sat her head on the palm of her hand, swirling her goblet around, disinterested and having somewhat lost her appetite.

“What’s wrong?” asked Chrysalis. “Is your lunch not to your liking?”

“I’ve never been very big on lime flavor,” she spoke.

“Well, it’s all we can eat down here if we don’t want to get caught. Plus, it’s rich in protein.”

Sunset Shimmer, squirming at the final word Chrysalis had said, grabbed her entire goblet’s stem and began chugging down the syrupy liquid inside, parts dribbling down her cheeks. Chrysalis watched Sunset Shimmer with an ounce of awe as she set the cup back, wiped her mouth and face with her napkin, stood up, and tossed the napkin on the table.

“I’m going to continue warming up,” she said as she left the room.

Upon Sunset Shimmer’s finally leaving, Chrysalis gave a shrug and took another sip of her own green slime.
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Sasha was fast asleep on Rarity's couch, the tension of waiting absent in her relaxed body. However, with the sound of the door clicking open and the top of it hitting the bell placed in front of it, Sasha awoke with a jolt, falling off the couch with a yelp. Woozily getting up, Sasha looked to see Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Hanji, Levi, Petra, and Applejack frozen in place just outside the building, perplexed by her reaction.

“Looks like you got a good night’s sleep,” Levi grumbled, stretching his still tired bones.

Applejack huffed irately at Levi’s remark. As the humans and pony entered inside Carousel Boutique, Sasha couldn’t help but feel excited about the arrival of her friends.

“Is it almost time?” asked Sasha, crawling to Armin and grabbing him at the end of his vest, making him uneasy.

“I don’t know!” Armin shuddered. “We haven’t seen anyone else come yet.”

Before the door could close, all the way, a purple hoof stopped it, opening it back up for herself and Rainbow Dash, the other pony revealing herself to be Twilight.

“Morning guys!” Rainbow Dash called with a wave. “Morning, Eren!”

“Good morning, Rainbow Dash,” Eren responded happily.

“Twilight,” spoke Armin, “you haven’t seen the others yet, have you?”

“I saw Fluttershy and Jean come down,” answered Rainbow Dash, “and if I’m timing it correctly, Pinkie Pie and Conny should be here–”

“Hi, guys!” shouted Pinkie Pie, hopping into the room with a panting Conny jogging in after her.

“…now.”

“Dammit, Pinkie,” Conny wheezed, “you’re too fast for me.”

“Sorry, Conny,” the pink responded, “I couldn’t help it! I could just faintly hear Rainbow Dash telling me I was going to arrive, and what kind of friend would I be if I disappointed her?”

“A normal one…” Conny said under his breath.

Upon hearing the clamoring downstairs, Rarity trotted down the stairs once again, surprised to see nearly everyone had arrived.

“Well, look at you,” she complimented, “all arriving on time!”

“Of course, silly!” called Pinkie Pie. “What kind of friends would we be if we were late?”

“Wait a tic. I don’t see Jean or Fluttershy yet.”

“Give them a second,” spoke Rainbow Dash. “In fact, judging from where I last saw them, they should be here–”

“We’re here,” Jean responded, entering inside the boutique with Fluttershy landing beside him.

“Wow, two for two.”

Rarity sighed happily upon seeing the whole of her friends before her.

“Now that you’re all here,” she formally greeted, “I am happy to announce that all of your attires have been finished. Would you like to see them?”

Before anyone could utter a word or make any kind of action, Sasha plowed through the cloud at up the stairs, coming towards Rarity. Suddenly, a blue aura encased her, ceasing her movements and confusing Sasha.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Rarity responded. “Follow me. You’ll all get to see them at once.”

Rarity let go of Sasha and made her way back up the stairs, the others, including Sasha, patiently walking up the stairs and towards Rarity’s workshop. They came to a pink-colored hallway with a single door at the end of it. Passing a door to the right of the room, which Mikasa glanced a look at, Rarity opened the door and entered inside, allowing the others to follow.

The outer edge of the room was covered up with large, pink curtains, concealing the dresses inside. Coco Pommel was standing in the center of the circular room, stepping back to make room for the others. As Sasha tried to take a peek behind one of the curtains, the gathering of the others forcibly herded her into the center of the room, annoying her.

“Now,” explained Rarity, closing the door behind her, “I’m glad you’ve all come to see the unveiling of your new clothes. It was a lot of fun and quite the challenge for both Coco and I, especially for the human clothing, but I’m certain you will be pleased with the results. Before we begin, I’d like to organize you all. For the humans, your outfits will be on the left side of the room, while for my pony friends, your clothes are on the right. Go ahead and move yourselves.”

With nonchalant shrugs, the humans and ponies walked about the room until each species stood on their own half. Feeling the moment of truth come, closer, Sasha lightly hopped up and down on the floor, keeping her excited murmurs to a minimum.

“Fillies and gentlecolts,” she exclaimed, her horn glowing and a blue aura grabbing the curtains, “I present to you, the Summer Sun Ensemble.”

The curtains were tugged, the tops of them falling to the floor and revealing the clothes stationed on the mannequins. The humans were surprised to find that the mannequins matched their body shapes as opposed to the pony shaped ones off to the other side of the room. The mares to the right shrieked and giggled with glee as they saw their new clothes, while only Sasha and Hanji acted the same as they ran to their set looking for their outfits.

Sasha finally found hers, and her knees trembled at the sight of it. It was a brilliant red gown with a slit running to the mid-thigh and a black band around the waist, a beautiful black-and-white checkered choker hanging above the neck. Standing beside the mannequin were a pair of shiny black-lace slippers.

Hanji’s dress was a wavy, flowing jade green with a deep V running to the center of her breast, featuring mesh shoulders with satin feathers decorated on it as well as a golden belt around the waist. Hanging from the neck of her mannequin were two long turquoise earrings that sparkled with touches of diamonds.

“Oh my God,” sighed Sasha, nearly on the verge of tears and cupping her hands over her mouth. “It’s so pretty…”

“This is incredible!” Hanji declared as she fondled the dress and examined it from nearly every angle. “Rarity really outdid herself!”

The others, seeing Sasha and Hanji’s reactions, began to walk about to their own clothes, looking for their names labeled on the proper mannequin. Meanwhile the ponies were all gathered around their own dresses, gushing over theirs or eagerly discussing the others with their friends.

Twilight’s dress featured a purple short-sleeved blouse with a gold choker around the neck, featuring her magenta star cutie mark as its emblem. Attached to the back, was a radiant, sheeny purple bodice with small orb-like designs that seemed to blend in a 3D space like a hologram. Emblazoned over both sides where the flank would be was the enlarged design of Twilight’s cutie mark. Lastly, four light-blue slippers were placed over the four hooves on the mannequin.

The rest of the ponies’ dresses were likewise in concept, but different in color and style. Rainbow Dash’s dress featured a white blouse with a sky-blue bodice with lighter-blue orbs, featuring her cutie mark and gold, lightning-shaped trimming on its edges that matched her four slippers. Two holes were made for Rainbow Dash’s wings, but featured gold sleeves that would slip over her hooves. Around the neck of her mannequin was a double-chained necklace featuring a red lightning bolt as the center gem.

Applejack’s was both a green blouse with short light-green sleeves and bodice with red, orange, yellow, and lime-green orbs. The bodice’s outer trimming was white with golden outlines, and the both sides of the back end featured three large white apples with faint red glows. A regal Stetson with red stitching was placed atop the head and a modest pendant of a red apple was fastened around the neck. Her four slippers were white with green soles.

Fluttershy’s light-green sleeveless blouse matched her bodice, the outline of which transferred from a brilliant lime-green at the front center and faded carefully on both sides into a yellowish-orange at the back end. The orbs near the back end were colored orange, purple, and yellow, and both sides of the back end were marked with three glowing, pink butterflies. Much like Applejack, a pink-butterfly shaped pendant was fastened at the neck. Her slippers were jade-green, the back two having lace that ran up the shin.

Pinkie Pie’s blouse was more complex, featuring a light-blue sequined front, puffy light-pink shoulders, and translucent pink sleeves. The orbs on her pink bodice were an array of vibrant colors, neither distracting the main pink color or the three balloons on both sides, the center one yellow, the side two blue. Pinkie Pie’s slippers matched her blouse, and the neck of the mannequin was given a ringed choker with a blue-balloon gem.

Rarity’s seemed to have its own kind of design, the deep purple blouse being long-sleeved and featuring a tall flipped collar. Separated by a gold band was her bodice, featuring not only the purple orbs, but also a kaleidoscope-like array of diamonds all over it. Also, it seemed narrow, the dress matching the contours of the mannequin’s body and back legs very well. Both the edges of the dress and the sleeves of the blouse were light blue and looked to be made of lighter material. Rarity’s blue slippers with gold lace perfectly matched her choker, featuring a blue diamond-shaped gem.

“This is great, Rarity!” complimented Twilight. “These just might even be better than your Grand Galloping Gala design!”

“Oh, I doubt that,” spoke Rarity with a smug grin on her face, “but they really are, aren’t they?”

“I’ll say!” butted in Pinkie Pie. “We’re going to be turning so many heads. We’re going to be head magnets!”

Fluttershy couldn’t stifle a giggle at the pink mare’s enthusiasm as she admired her dress. Both Applejack and Rainbow Dash, fully satisfied with their designs, clopped both of their hooves together vigorously. Finally, on the other side of the room, Eren and the other humans finally found their clothes. Upon recognizing them as theirs, they couldn’t look happier with the results.

Eren’s clothes consisted of a pristine dark-grey corduroy jacket, a pair of matching pants, and a light gray shirt with the top button undone. As well, a pair of shiny black shoes were set at the base of his mannequin with a pair of black socks in the soles. Folded up next to his shoes was a black satin jacket and matching pants. Eren looked upon the second set of clothes confusedly.

“Why did I get two sets of clothes?” he spoke to himself.

Armin and Mikasa looked up at their own clothes with a sense of awe. Mikasa’s mannequin wore her dress, a simple gown with a flowing black bodice, held together by two thin straps over the shoulders. Mikasa couldn’t help but notice a red scarf around the neck as well, showing how well hers would complement her new dress. Mikasa also had black high heels that also went well with her dress.

Armin had a light blue blouse with loose sleeves and a darker blue vest over it with long coattails that reached the center of the back of the calves. The collar was held together by a broach with a red gem. In place of shoes, he was given a pair of majestic blue boots that climbed all the way up to the bottom of his knees.

Meanwhile, Petra and Levi were looking upon their outfits. Levi spied a smart, dark-red suit with black lapels, a white shirt, and a black bow tie. Levi couldn’t help but be impressed by his outfit’s simplistic elegance, smirking appreciatively.

“This is beautiful,” sighed Petra, feeling about her dress.

The dress itself was slender and colored a bright yellow with a wide, matching band around the waist. It had no sleeves and featured a tight collar that covered the entire neck. Hooked onto the top end of the mannequin’s neck were a pair of subtle ruby earrings. Beneath it were a pair of shiny orange slippers.

“It’s perfect!” Petra responded. “We’re going to look so well together!”

Petra leapt onto Levi and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, laughing excitedly. Levi felt somewhat off put by the sudden gesture, but was glad to see Petra happy. Jean and Conny looked upon their own clothes wondrously as well.

Jean was presented with a dark brown tuxedo, featuring a golden vest, a white collared shirt underneath, and a black tie around the collar. Conny’s suit was a silky grey jacket, a white turtleneck, and a black pair of pants. Both outfits were each complimented with a pair of dark-brown leather shoes.

“Oh my,” Fluttershy’s voice broke out as she walked up beside Jean, “you’re going to look so handsome in that suit.”

Jean, seeing the yellow pegasus next to her, rubbed her mane with her hand and chuckled.

“You think so?” he asked her.

“I know so,” Fluttershy spoke with confidence. “At least,” she said, shying back, “I think I am.”

“Yeah,” Jean responded, “you probably are.”

Conny continued looking out over his outfit when he saw a set of clothes beside the mannequin. Picking them up and observing them, he was surprised to find a dark-green short-sleeved, button-up shirt and a pair of brown corduroys. As he continued looking, Eren bumped into him, his new jacket and pants in hand.

“Conny,” mumbled Eren, annoyed.

“Hey,” he responded, “you got extra clothes too.”

“Well, of course you did!” Rarity spoke up. “Canterlot is a city of class, and, no offense, I couldn’t allow you to walk about the city in those drab tunics of yours!”

“Uh…” Eren moaned in awkward confusion, “thank you?”

“Not a problem!” Rarity responded, walking towards the center where Coco was.

Conny looked to Eren and gave him a shrug, satisfied with his answer. Rarity cleared her throat as she approached the center of the room, ready to make another announcement.

“So, everyone and everypony,” she asked around, “how do you like your new clothes?”

The room erupted in a plethora of pleasant confirmations and thanks for her work. Coco nodded as well, wanting to feel their gratitude as well.

“Thank you very much, Rarity,” responded Armin.

“Hold on,” spoke Sasha. “You shouldn’t forget Coco. She was also a big help.”

Coco gasped, surprised to be acknowledged by someone.

“Why, thank you Sasha,” Coco replied with a genuine smile.

“Don’t thank her,” said Rarity, draping her arm over Coco. “In fact, they should all be thanking you for all of your help.”

“Yes,” spoke Petra, “thank you, Coco.”

As the others thanked her as well, Coco became flushed with pride and accomplishment.

“You’re all very welcome,” Coco said to everyone. “It was my sincere pleasure to work for you.”

“And here are your pants, Sasha,” Rarity said, charging her horn.

Rarity lifted up a pair of white pants from the ground and hovered them towards Sasha, which began to fold themselves neatly as they landed in Sasha’s arms.

“Pants?” wondered Eren. “What did you need her pants for?”

“I won’t lie,” Rarity explained, “while shirts, frocks, and dresses are no stranger to me, I’ve never worked with pants before, so I needed a model to work with. But enough about that. Who’s up for a trip to the spa?”

The others looked at each other with unsure looks, wondering what they’d be getting themselves into.
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Sunset Shimmer dove into a steaming spring inside the cave, quickly surfacing her body up and rotating her arms and kicking her feet in a breaststroke. Her yellow skin was showing signs of redness due to the heat of the water, but she continued her swimming regardless.

Pushing off the back wall of the spring, Sunset continued the breaststroke until she reached the end of the pool. Chrysalis watched her intently, smiling at Sunset’s endurance as she resumed a final lap.

With her swimming done, Sunset Shimmer ran out of the pool in her bikini and underwear, running up a narrow passageway into the hive’s living quarters. Finding the stream at the other end of the room, she took long, careful strides as she made her way to her relief, grunting in slight pain with each step she took.

Sunset Shimmer unceremoniously jumped in, the cold water feeling like ice on her skin. Sunset Shimmer rose up and shouted from the chill. Chrysalis’s laughter came out from the other end of the room while Sunset Shimmer swam to the stream’s bank and held on before the stream could carry her away.

“Wonderful job today,” Chrysalis complemented. “You can rest now.”

As Chrysalis walked away, Sunset Shimmer hopped out of the water and lied on her back, breathing unsteady and shaky breaths. Despite the limits her own body was breaking, Sunset Shimmer chuckled, knowing her hard work would all pay off in the long run.
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Later, that afternoon, Eren, Armin, Sasha, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Levi, Petra, and Hanji all accompanied Applejack and Mikasa towards the schoolyard to retrieve Apple Bloom and her two friends. By now, school had ended, but the colts and fillies playing in the yard were too waiting for their guardians to pick them up and take them home.

Applejack and Mikasa both brightened up upon seeing Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo running about the schoolyard together, neither Diamond Tiara nor Silver Spoon in sight. Upon seeing the humans and ponies approach, the three fillies gasped and darted directly towards them.

“Mikasa!” shouted Apple Bloom. “Yer’ all here!”

“Why wouldn’t we be?” Applejack responded. “Who else did you expect to come?”

As Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo made their way to Rarity and Rainbow Dash, respectfully, Sweetie Belle looked up at the unfamiliar girl who stood by Rarity’s side.

“Sweetie Belle,” spoke Rarity, “please meet my good friend, Sasha. She’ll be staying at our house tonight before we leave for Canterlot tomorrow morning.”

“Cool!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed as she allowed a crouching Sasha to shake her hoof. “Rarity could hardly stop talking about you when she got home from that. I’m really happy to…”

Sweetie Belle’s words dithered away as Sasha’s hand gently scratched the base of her mane. Rarity smiled at the warm reception her sister was giving her friend.

“Careful, Sweetie Belle,” screeched the familiar voice of Diamond Tiara. “You don’t want to get ticks from her.”

Sasha looked out to the source of the voice and saw the two bullying fillies approaching them. Hurt by her statement, Sasha pulled her hand away.

“Wow,” Silver Spoon said, “I guess you were right Diamond Tiara, they do travel in packs.”

The two fillies laughed while Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom walked behind their sisters and guardians, also hurt by their words. Mikasa gazed down with an extremely spiteful glare.

“Come on,” Applejack sighed to her fellow family and friends, “let’s just go home.”

The others, feeling somewhat confused by the two other fillies’ insults, began to split up towards their respective places of rest, choosing to ignore them.

“Yes,” Diamond Tiara egged on, “send the beasts back to their pens.”

Eren stopped in his tracks, offended by this particular remark. Mikasa stopped beside him. Before Eren could have the chance to turn around, she placed his hand on this shoulder.

“I’ll handle them,” she simply told them.

Eren turned to see Mikasa also walk back to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, her vengeful stare still boring into the two of them. The other ponies and humans turned and stopped to see Mikasa make their way to them before stopping right before them. Both of the fillies looked up with a sense of fear, unsure what she would do.

“Do you know what the adults in our town would do to punish nasty little children such as yourselves?”

“What?” asked Diamond Tiara with a smug smirk. “Did they put them do–”

Diamond Tiara’s words were silenced by a shrill yelp as she felt herself picked up by her mane and bent over Mikasa’s knee. With a forceful palm, Mikasa spanked Diamond Tiara hard on her rump. Diamond Tiara was in too much shock to feel the first hit, but upon the second whack, the sting was tremendous.

The ponies watched in sheer amazement as Mikasa continued to punish Diamond Tiara with more hard smacks. Silver Spoon was frozen in place as Diamond Tiara screamed with tears running down her face. The remaining fillies at the school gathered at the gate to watch. On the tenth and final smack, Mikasa lifted the filly back by her mane and let her down on her stomach, her butt too sore to stand.

“Your turn,” Mikasa said to the petrified Silver Spoon.

“No,” protested Silver Spoon as she found herself lifted up as well, “wait!”

Silver Spoon’s pleas fell on deaf ears as she was smacked just like her friend. The ponies shielded their eyes from such a painful punishment while the humans merely watched as if the fillies had what was coming to them.

After only five smacks, Silver Spoon’s punishment was done, letting her back down. Diamond Tiara managed to stand up while Silver Spoon was standing perfectly fine. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon began crying as they hobbled home.

“I’m…” whined Diamond Tiara, “I’m telling my dad on you!”

“Good!” shouted Mikasa. “I’ll spank him too for raising such a little shit!”

The two had no words left as they disappeared over the hills crying and moaning. Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo walked from the group and to Mikasa, their eyes wide with wonder.

“Wow,” Scootaloo said, “no one’s ever done that to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon before.”

“I can’t believe you’d do that for us,” Apple Bloom said.

“Listen,” Mikasa said to the three fillies, “don’t let what I have done make you think that you can just attack them. If they ever do give you trouble, tell them you’ll tell me. That will shut them up.”

Mikasa gave the three a smirk before they all jumped on her, giving her a farewell hug for the day.

“Thanks, Mikasa,” Sweetie Belle cooed, “you’re a really good friend.”

Mikasa returned the hug, wrapping her arms around each of them. The other ponies, brought back to a more comfortable atmosphere by the goodbye, smiled as well.

“Come along, Sweetie Belle,” called Rarity. “It’s getting late!”

“Coming!” called the white unicorn, running after her sister. “Bye Mikasa!”

“Scoots,” said Rainbow Dash, “I think it’s time we got you home.”

“Alright,” complied Scootaloo as she walked to her guardian’s side. “See you around, Mikasa!”

“I’ll see you tomorrow at the station, Eren.”

“Yeah,” responded Eren with a wave. “Goodnight, Rainbow Dash.”

Rarity, Sweetie Belle, and Sasha, as well as Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo all waved to their friends before they went their separate ways home. Apple Bloom stayed by Mikasa’s side as she leaned her body onto her leg like an affectionate cat.

Mikasa smiled as she picked up Apple Bloom by her waist and lifted her to her shoulders, letting her sit atop them. Applejack chuckled over Mikasa’s behavior, being mercilessly protective of her as well as being loving and caring towards her.

With little else to do except await the Canterlot train the next morning, Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Levi, Petra, Hanji, Apple Bloom, and Applejack made their way back to Sweet Apple Acres for the night.