After that little incident with the Diamond Dogs, I found myself in the kitchen chowing down on the pony equivalent of Cinamon Toast Crunch until the guys had came in. "Hey Jeffrie," said Jonathan. "Andrew and I are headin' to Carousel Boutique. You wanna come with us?"

I waited until I was able to swallow the cereal that was in my mouth and I told them, "You guys go ahead, I'll catch up with you later."

So with that said, the two of them had left the house and as soon as I had my fill, I went straight up to my room and got dressed. Before I walked out the door, I took the ring out of my pockect and decided to take it for a little spin. As soon as everything went black and white, I knew right away that the ring's powers were taking effect.

As I was roaming around Ponyville, I was trying to decide on who I should test my new invisible powers on first. My anwser came in the form of Twilight's place. I gently opened her door as I came inside, and then I went up the stairs and saw her reading some big book. She must've been up all night from the way her eyes looked like they were about to shut themselves for a nap. I then found my opportunity the minute she got up and said, "I think I better get some more coffee." As she went down with an empty mug, I then closed her book and stood there, waiting to see Twilight's reaction.

By the time she got back, she was right in the middle of a sip when she realized that her book was closed. After spitting some of her coffee out, she was trying her best to put the pieces together on how her book could've closed. But she immediately gave up on that and simply opened the book again. While she was chugging down her coffee, I quickly closed the book again and watched as Twilight practically almost barf out every drop of coffee when she saw her book closed again. This time Twilight was going to take things up a notch; and she started by opening the book and placing her empty mug to hold it down.

"All right book, let's see you close this time." She was able to keep her eyes on it for a solid three minutes before her door started to knock. "Spike, go see who that is!" as she watched her "assistant" going down to see who was knocking, Twilight had almost burst into flames again when she noticed that her book was closed again. Now she was really determined to keep that book open seeing as how she was forcing her hooves upon the pages. "OK book, you listen to me and you listen good, when I open you I expect you to stay open. You don't close unless I want you to. You got that?!"

"Who are you talking to?" Spike asked as he was watching his legal guardian/master slowly going insane.

"It's nothing to worry about, Spike," Twilight assured him. "I'm just making sure that a certain book doesn't close on me again!"

"Anyway, Derpy just delivered that new volume that you've ordered."

Upon hearing this, Twilight had taken her focus--and hooves--off the book so she could inspect the new one. "I better check if this is the right one; you know how Derpy always ends up delivering the wrong package from time to time." As both their eyes weren't on the book, I took the chance to close it yet again. And when Twilight finally noticed it, she did what any sensible being would do at this sort of situation and tossed the book right out of the window like a fucking nutjob! "Let's see you close this time!"

"Are you OK, Twilight?" Spike worried.

Twilight only took the new book from Spike's claws as she said, "Of course I am, I was getting bored of that volume anyway. Besides, it's high time that I start getting into this new one. At least this one won't close for no reason."

"You know Twilight, you have been staying up all night. Maybe you just need to take a little nap."

Upon feeling his claws trying to nudge her back to bed, she broke free of his grasp as she looked in his eyes and said, "I'm fine Spike, there's nothing wrong with me, I'm completely O...OH COME ON!" she almost screamed her lungs out when she saw her new book closed. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! YOU JUST ARRIVE AND NOW YOU'RE REFUSING TO STAY OPEN TOO?! JUST WHAT IN ALL EQUESTRIA'S GOING ON HERE?!"

When she was starting to get pissed to the point of snorting out air from her nose, Spike was gently leading her out while saying, "OK Twilight, I think you've been staying in this library for too long. Why don't we go see what Rarity's doing?" and as soon as they were all gone, I was finally able to let out my laughter.

After that little ordeal with Twilight, I wandered around some more until I found Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon--or as I'd like to call them the Brat Pack (though I also would've considered the Bratty Bunch)--having themselves a little picnic. They were just sipping tea and eating cookies while they also made some bitch remarks about the Cutie Mark Crusaders not having their Cutie Marks. So I figured that was all the cause for me to scare the shit out of them by having one of their stuffed animals float around and say, "Oh look at me, I'm alive!" but they ran away when I had it speak in a scary voice. "What you looking at girls, stay in school!"

And when that was done, I decided to head over to Sugarcube Corner for one last prank. I saw abunch of ponies standing in a line; amongst the line was Dr. Hooves standing in front of Bon-Bon and Lyra. Bon-Bon had her back turned from Dr. Hooves, which made it easier for me to pinch her flank and watch her smack him across the head and shout, "Jerk!"

The two of them then walked away while Dr. Hooves was exclaiming, "What?! What did I do?!"

And I just had to let out my laughter after that. "OK, I suppose that's enough fun for me today. I better go check on the guys."

Just as I was walking out the building, I could of sworn that I heard the Dr. go, "Did somepony hear that?"

When I entered Carousel Boutique, I saw Jonathan and Andrew being completely oblivious to my arrival. So I took the opportunity to sneak behind them, take off my ring, put it in my pocket, and then cried out, "What are you doing?!"
And after they both acted like complete spazzes, Jonathan was the first to calm down and start bitching. "Dammit Jeffrie, you know I don't like it when you sneak up on us like that!"

"I know, and that's why it's so funny," I said in my defense. "But seriously though, what's been going on around here?"

Andrew gave me an answer. "Well while you were at home, Rarity's been getting Fluttershy ready for some photographer."

I looked over his shoulder and watched Rarity putting a fancy costume on Fluttershy. And while that was going on, Twilight and Pinkie Pie were talking to each other while Spike was helping Rarity in anyway he can: from handing her supplies, all the way to using himself as a pincushion. Yes, you've read correctly; Spike, the little kid dragon, is using himself as a pincushion for the sake of impressing a pony that he has the hots for. Jesus Christ Spike, I thought to myself, even Johnny Knoxville would think you're going too extreme at this point.

When Rarity no longer had any need of him, I walked up to Spike and asked, "Doesn't that hurt?"

And he had this to say, "Thick scales, can't feel a thing. And even if I could, there is no pain that would keep me from assisting the most beautiful creature in the world." Well aren't you the subtle one, Spike. Just as I was thinking this, Spike had something he wanted to share with me, Twilight, and Pinkie. "I'm gonna tell you three a secret. But you have to promise not to tell anyone."

I gave him my word, "Sure, I promise."

Then Twilight gave hers, "I promise."

And Pinkie Pie had this to say, "I cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye."

"That's not how it goes," I corrected her. "It's cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye. It's kinda like how you ponies say everypony when you should say everybody."

Twilight then cried, "Sweet Celestia, will you stop bringing that up already?!"

"Well Twilight," I retorted, "if you ponies were to just get with the program and say it the right way, then I wouldn't have to keep bringing it up, would I?"

Spike was starting to become impatient. "Do you guys want to know my secret or not?!"

I decided to just tell him, "If it's about your crush on Rarity then it's not much of a secret."

Spike was then like, "How did you know?"

"Because you told me and the guys yourself the first time we've met you. You know, when we first came here and had to live with you and Twilight for a day? Which I think was only about a year ago."

"Seriously, it's been that long since you guys came to Equestria?"

"Yes, but let's not get off topic. Look Spike, I've known you for over a year, and I know for a fact that you're a smart kid. Which is why you of all people should already know this: you can't call something a secret if people already know what the secret is. It's like Twilight trying to convice everyone that she can't do magic during that little snafu with Trixie; it's kind of a no brainer. Also, for someone who's trying hard to keep this crush of yours a secret, you're not exactly subtle when it comes to hiding it. I mean that t-shirt pretty much says it all." That's when he finally noticed the I love Rarity t-shirt that he somehow had on. "But hey, Spike, if keeping this little crush of yours a secret means so much to you, then I guess I'll just go with it. I mean you're not the only friend I know who has a love secret."

And that's when we turned to Andrew and Jonathan--who are now wearing I love Applejack and I love Twilight t-shirts. Upon realizing this, they both immediately ripped their shirts with Jonathan saying, "How long have these shirts been on us?!" and with Andrew telling him, "I swear that I have no idea where these shirts came from!"

But it would seem that the sight of Jonathan's man-tits were too much for Rarity to handle. "Oh for Heaven's sake Jonathan, do make yourself more decent!"

This caused Jonathan to have another tantrum. "You're naked! So what does it matter to you if part of my body's not completely covered?!"

"Well for starters darling, when I'm not wearing clothes my body becomes a beauty to behold." She then started to do a pose that was making Spike pant like a dog--and I swear that he's trying his best not to get a dragon boner in front of everyone. "But when you don't wear clothes...how do I put this lightly? Your body looks like that of a collection of jelly doughnuts that've been molded into a clay figurine."

I then translated that statement in words that Jonathan can understand. "You see Jonathan, I keep telling you that no girl alive wants to stare at your man-tits."

He then tried to take Andrew down with him. "Well what about Andrew?! He has man-tits too!"

"They're not man-tits, they're pecs," Andrew clarified while he was also flexing his body for no reason. "Take a good look Jonathan, this is what you get when you're a football player. (Ravishing Rick Rude, eat your heart out.)"

Jonathan was beginning to get irritated at this point. "I'm sorry, but can you remind how many Superbowls you've won, Tony Romo? None? Then shut up about your fucking football status already!"

Everything went quiet when the door had suddenly opened. There stood a pony with blue fur, white hair, and goofy looking glasses. Oh God, I thought to myself. It's Lady Gaga as a pony! And if that's not strange enough, she also speaks in an accent that sounds like a mixture of German and Swedish. "I, Photot Finish...have arrived." And what followed next was her taking some very quick photo's of Fluttershy. When that was over, Photo Finish had this to say, "It seems that I, Photo Finish, have found the next fashion star here in Ponyville." And Rarity couldn't have been happier upon hearing this.

A couple of days later, I've been noticing a whole lot more pictures of Fluttershy as of lately. As if this isn't strange enough, I literally saw mobs of ponies chasing her! Luckily she was able to hide inside Carousel Boutique, and she was even more lucky by the fact that the pony mob was clearly too stupid to understand the concept of entering a building.

When the mob decided to leave, I went inside and found Fluttershy talking with Rarity. "And how is Ponyville's number one model doin'?" I asked.

"Can I be honest?" said Fluttershy.

"You can always be honest."

"I hate it! I'm sorry Rarity, I know that me being famous meant a lot to you, but this is all too exhausting!"

"Wait, wait," I stopped her. "Why would you being a model be a big deal for Rarity? I thought she was just wanting to make clothes for this Photo Finish."

Rarity then spilled the beans. "Unfortunately darling, Photo Finish was never in any need of me; she just wanted Fluttershy as her model."

"Wow," I told her, "you must've been really screwed on that one."

It took awhile for Rarity to think of a response, but she eventually came out with, "I...wouldn't exactly put it like that. But I guess it does feel that way."

"That's what she said," I laugh for a good, couple of seconds until getting back to the discussion. "Anyway, Fluttershy, why don't you just quit?"

"I really want to," Fluttershy admitted. "But I'm afraid that Photo Finish just won't listen to me."

"Well if she won't listen to you, then maybe she'll listen to me."

"You mean you'll help me?!" she beamed with that happy grin that she always gives me whenever I do something nice for her. But before I could explain any further, two ponies of the mob have finally remembered how to get inside a building, so Rarity and I had to hide Fluttershy behind some dresses.

One of them was Bon-Bon, and the other was some purple pony that I could careless about--especially seeing as Bon-Bon did most of the talking. "Is she still here? We heard Fluttershy was here."

Rarity then told them, "Sorry. You just missed her. But you're still in luck. I'm having a huge sale on some of my best designs."

"And you are...?"

"Rarity, of course."

"Never heard of you."

Before Rarity could say anything, I decided to do her a favor and give that bitch a piece of my mind myself. "Excuse me, but this is one of the same ponies who saved both your asses from some evil nightmare princess, the same pony who single-handedly outsmarted three Diamond Dogs who kidnapped her, and the same pony who made those ridiculous dresses that Hoity Toity hated."

"Don't remind them that!" Rarity hissed.

"Look, if you want recognition, then you got to start somewhere," I then turned back to Bon-Bon. "As for you missy, it wouldn't kill you to show some respect for those who went through a whole lot of trouble just to have somebody remember that she did something great."

"Musn't have been too great if I can't even remember it."

I was going soft on her the whole time, but now I've decided to take my gloves off. "Oh I'm sorry, but what might I ask did you accomplish aside from getting your ass pinched by a doctor?" that seemed to struck a nerve in her (from the slowly building up sad look on her face). "Tell me something, if Rarity's such a nobody to you, then what would that make you then? I mean I at least remember Rarity's name, but not so much yours apparently. But I guess it's not so important if I can't even remember it; and I can assume that you're not that important either. Now what do you have to say about that?"

Her head had bowed down as tears slowly began to drop. "I'm pathetic!" and that's when Bon-Bon ran out the store.

"Yeah you better run you disrespectful little bitch!" I then noticed that the purple pony was still standing there. "And what are you waiting for?" it didn't take her too long to hit the bricks.

The second she was gone, I felt myself being pulled by some magical force and had my face get pressed next to Rarity's. "Oh darling, I had no idea that you cared so much about me!"

The smell of her perfume was beginning to make my eyes burn, so I desperately tried to escape her grasp. But then Fluttershy made it more difficult by glomping me from the other side. "You see, Jeffrie's not always bad; he's a real sweetie once you get to know him."

"Fluttershy's right, Jeffrie," Rarity continued smothering me. "All the time I've known you, I always thought you were just a temperamental psychotic who never cared for me or my problems. But now I see that even you have beauty inside."

And this is the part where I make them stop. "OK, I get: I'm an angry guy who can do occasional nice things once in awhile. Now will you two please ease up on the affection?"

That only seemed to encourage Rarity to smother me some more. "Oh, and you're even using proper manners now! Oh I can just kiss you right now!"

"DON'T EVEN THINK IT!" it didn't even took the two of them five seconds to release me and give me my space. "Now then, I'm going to have a little talk with Photo Finish. And by the time it's done, Fluttershy won't ever have to be a model again."

"How are you going to convince her?" asked Fluttershy.

"I'm gonna make her an offer that she can't refuse...but first I'll need a baseball bat."

Half an hour later, the guys and I were already headin' our towards Photo Finish's office. The minute we came in, I took a seat with Jonathan and Andrew standing beside me. "Photo Finish?" I started the conversation.

"Yes?"

"Hi, name's Jeffrie Turner, I'm a good friend to Fluttershy."

"Ah yes, Flootershy has been shining unlike any model ever captured by I, Photo Finish."

"Yes, well I've come on her behalf to give you a one of a kind offer."

"Oh, and vhat is thees offer?"

Jonathan then gave me the contract, and I in turn slid it over to her. "Photo Finish, you might not know this, but my friend Fluttershy is getting tired of the modeling life. So if you wouldn't be so kind as to sign this contract that'll end her modeling career for..."

"No!" Photo slammed her hoof on the table. "That is an offer that I must refuse! Flootershy is one of the greatest models that I, Photo Finish, have ever had the pleasure of shooting! Ending her career vould be a terrible mistake on my part!"

Looks like we're gonna have to do this the hard way. I held out my hand for Andrew to give me the bat. "Photo Finish, I like you to meet my good business partner, Donny. Donny is very good when it comes to persuading people." Jonathan picked up one of Photo Finish's camera's, placed it on her desk, and I continued my proposal. "Now why don't you just reconsider signing that there contract?"

She told me, "My answer is still no."

"Have it your way," I then smashed the camera with all my strength, and watched as Photo Finish gaped in horror! I then walked up to a big picture of a pony singer. "And who might this be?"

"That is Saphire Shores."

"And she was your model before Fluttershy?"

"Yes."

"Well, I guess you won't be needing this chick's puss anymore," I then smashed that as well! And that's when I've stumbled upon the old 1900 camera. "Well, well, I never knew they still make these anymore."

"No, not that! Please sir, that's a family heirloom!"

"You don't say. And I suppose that this is worth about...twenty...forty...sixty Fluttershy's? Or is it the otherway around?" she couldn't find it in herself to speak. "I'll take that as a yes."

But right when I was about to smash it as well, she finally broke. "Vait, vait! I sign, I sign!" she picked up a pen, scribbled her name, handed it over to me on her knees and said, "Here, it's done! Flootershy is free! Now please spare the camera!"

Seeing that my work here is done, I took the contract while smugly saying, "Thank you." And I would've left if I hand't just come up with a good prank for Jonathan. I whispered my idea to Andrew, before having to twist Jonathan's nose for trying to spoil the surprise. "But out Mr. Nosey."

As I was walking to Photo Finish, I could hear Jonathan muttering, "Why did he had to twist it so hard?" and Andrew added, "That's what she said."

And I had myself a little chuckle before speaking with Photo Finish. "Say Ms. Finish, how would you like to have a new model for free?"

"Vhat are you saying?"

"What if I told you that in this room, is something much more worth capturing than Fluttershy?"

"Vhat is it?!"

"Andrew, show her." He then lifted up Jonathan's shirt to expose his man-tits to Photo Finish. "Hey, put my shirt down you weirdo!"

"Hold it!" Photo Finish had practically blazed towards Jonathan as she started to inspect his man-tits. "I've never seen anything like thees! The form, the texture, the way it bounces and jiggles like jelly! What are these?!"

I gave her an explaination. "Those are man-tits."

"Mon-teets...yes, of course, it all makes sense. This is the kind of physique that Equestria has been vaiting to see for centuries! Vhat is your name?!"

"Jonathan."

"No, that name von't do. Ve need a name that is stunning, sexy; a name that shall be remembered for all time!"

Andrew then made a suggestion, "How about Senor Man-tits?"

"Don't encourage her!" Jonathan hissed.

"Yes!" she cried triumphantly. "That is just the name ve need! From a hundred years from now, everypony shall never forget the name of Senor Mon-teets!"

"Well, good luck with the modeling Jonathan!" as me and Andrew bolted out the door, Jonathan was screaming, "Don't you dare leave me here you bastards!"

Four days later, Jonathan's modeling career had came to a short end due to the fact that pretty much none of the ponies in Equestria would ever put up with pictures of his man-tits. Andrew and I had come to greet him at the train station. And when he got off the train, I was the first to say, "Hey, if it ain't Senor Man-tits himself!"

He just stared daggers at me and coldly said, "You're despicable!"

"Oh what's wrong?" I said. "Are you just cranky because no pony girls wanted your autograph?"

"The past four days, have probably been the most embarrassing in my life."

"Don't look so down, Jonathan," Andrew tried to comfort him. "Just listen to all the stellar reviews ponies gave about you." He then pulled out a magazine and started to read some reviews. "'I once thought that Rarity's eyesore dresses were the worst thing I've ever seen. But after witnessing Senor Man-tits' photos, I was proven wrong', Hoity Toity. 'If I had the option between jumping in a tank full of sharks, or looking at photos of Senor Man-tits, I'd say toss me in', Saphire Shores. 'Having a cockatrice turn me into stone is a mercy compared to seeing a photo of Senor Man-tits', Trenderhoof. Oh look, there's even a quote from Photo Finish. 'Senor Mon-teets is the biggest mistake I've made since giving up Flootershy'."

Jonathan just swipe the magazine away and torn it to shreds before he said, "You know something, if you guys were the ones with the chubby nipples, you wouldn't be so happy to have everyone laugh about it!"

I then tried to actually be caring to him. "Jonathan, your man-tits isn't just a laughing stock. It's actually helped some of the ponies."

"Like what?"

I then pointed to a mother pony talking with her kid. "Now Button, when we get home, I expect you to clean your room."

"But why?!"

"Because if you don't, then Senor Man-tits will come get you."

"You see Jonathan," I said. "Your man-tits have given parents a new way of punishing kids without spanking them."

Andrew then added, "Yeah, in fact I'm starting to hear that girl ponies are now using your pictures to scare away rapers instead of pepper spray." And so we continue to laugh our way home while Jonathan just continue to pout over his failed modeling career.