Quentin walked through the streets of Ponyville with a bright smile on his face. It had been about fifteen minutes since he left Fluttershy's cottage. By now, it was passed eight o clock and the town was already buzzing with colorful ponies going on with their day. Quentin passed near Sugarcube Corner and noticed that there were already reconstruction to the buildings that were damaged by the chimera attack the other day.

As Quentin continued through the town, he was greeted warmly by many different ponies. Some ran up to him, recognizing him as the one that stopped the chimera and gave the stallion praises.

"Hey you're the one that stopped the chimera yesterday!''

"Oh thank you, I don' know what would happen if that monster wasn't stopped!''

"That was so brave of you!''

Some would say, and each time Quentin would humbly digress the claims. A certain white unicorn with a purple mane and tail noticed the small crowd and tilted her head.

"I wonder what the commotion is about?'' she asked herself and proceeded to squeeze her way through the crowd.

Finally, she came to the center and beamed when she saw the familiar stallion.

"Quentin! Quentin over here!'' she called.

Quentin looked towards who was calling his name and a smile came to my face to see it was Rarity.

"Rarity!'' Quentin called happily, trotting to meet her.

"Quentin it's so nice to see you. How are you doing today?'' Rarity asked, pulling him into a gentle hug.

"I'm doing just fine, now that I ran into a familiar face,'' Quentin responded as they ended the embrace. "You're looking as beautiful as ever today.''

'' Rarity blushed and giggled at the compliment. "Oh, that's very sweet of you to say darling. You're quite the charmer.''

Quentin just smiled bashfully and the two started to walk and chat.

"So Rarity, what are you doing on such a beautiful day?'' Quentin asked.

"Oh I was finishing up some early grocery shopping. I wanted to get an early start so I can focus on some orders that really needs to be done,'' Rarity responded in her cultivated, tans-Atlantic accent.

Quentin noticed that the pure white unicorn had twin saddlebags on her back, a few lumps visible from the items it held. "Orders?'' he asked, scrunching up his face, but then remembered. Ohhh that's right, you're a designer right?''

Rarity flicked her beautiful, purple bang and looked at her friend with her large, azure eyes.

"Not just a designer Quentin, but a seamstress and Ponyville's leading fashionista!'' Rarity proclaimed proudly.

"Wow, that's a pretty bold claim,'' Quentin smirked, wanting to tease Rarity for a bit.

"What, you don't believe me?'' Rarity asked with a raised eyebrow, not knowing whether he was being playful or being serious.

The dreadlocked stallion shrugged, "I'm not saying anything. I mean, who am I to doubt your claims of being the number one designer in Ponyville?''

Rarity stared at Quentin for a moment, then a mischievous grin spread across her face. "So you want proof do you? Well what are you doing today?''

The earth pony rolled his brown eyes as he brought a hoof to his chin to think of any plans of what he would do today. Other than help Applejack and her family with the farm, but seeing that it was still early, Quentin shrugged. "Umm nothing why?''

''Would you like to come to my shop and take a look at some of my designs?'' Rarity asked with a hopeful gleam in her eyes.

Quentin blinked blankly at the request. "Your shop? Sure, I guess.''

"Excellent! Let me just pick up a few more things on my list then we'll head back.''

Quentin smiled and nodded.

Rarity and Quentin conversed with each other while he helped her to find her remaining items at the busy market place. Finally with her errands done, she proceeded to lead Quentin back to her workplace.

"So Rarity how's your tail doing?'' Quentin asked, wincing a bit remembering how the chimera burned of some of her gorgeous tail.

Rarity blinked then giggled sheepishly. ''Oh yes my tail. It's been through worst darling trust me, it's been through more ordeals than that,'' Rarity responded warmly, looking back at her tail. "Yes, I was able to wash the scorch marks off of it.''

True the burned ends were gone, but still her tail was shorted and spread out on the tip. "I'm sorry that happened to you,'' Quentin said apologetically.

Rarity shook her head. "It wasn't your fault darling. It was that brute of a monster chimera. Good thing you gave that beast the beating it deserved.''

Quentin blushed and smiled shyly, looking away. "I really didn't give it a beating. It's really isn't worth mentioning.''

Rarity couldn't help but smile warmly at Quentin's humility. Rarity and Quentin chatted some more as they headed towards her shop. He noticed that he had passed through here already as the two were now passing through the clearing full of tent like buildings. Finally, they arrived at Rarity's residence.

"Ah here we are Quentin,'' Rarity declared.

The human turned pony looked towards the building and his jaw dropped. It was the same large, fancy building that he had passed earlier on in the day. "You work here?!'' Quentin asked, dumbfounded.

"Why yes, this is my workshop, and my humble abode,'' Rarity responded with a refined smile.

Quentin did a double take. "You LIVE here too?!''

Rarity just giggled at his outburst. "That's correct, the Carousel Boutique is not too much for you isn't it?''

Quentin just gawked at Rarity and the home and Rarity walked by gracefully, casually closing his mouth with a hoof. "It's rude to hang your mouth open sweetie,'' Rarity said.

Quentin finally snapped out of his gawk as he followed Rarity. "Sorry Rarity it's just, I passed by this place earlier and I thought whoever lives here...I guess the job brings you some form of wealth?''

Rarity smiled gently at him. "Yes, my profession does bless me with some riches, but the true wealth is me being able to do something that I truly love and to see the satisfaction and joy that my garments bring to my clients.''

Quentin looked at Rarity, completely amazed. One would think that with Rarity's beauty and work, she would come off as snobby and conceited, but she was the complete opposite of that. She was so humble about her work, and only cared for the happiness she brings to anypony that wears her work.

Quentin smiled at Rarity as they walked up the path and to the door. Rarity's horn glowed a billowing light blue aura as she used her magic to levitate her key from her bag. She unlocked the door and she led him inside.

"Come in Quentin, do make yourself at home,'' Rarity said hospitably.

As Quentin walked in and was amazed about the interior of the shop. It was a beautiful studio. Majestic gowns and outfits hung on pony mannequins, plans and designs for other outfits were pinned up on the wall in a straight line, there were even a set of full-length mirrors in one section of the studio. The stallion gazed around in awe as he looked around the studio. This was definitely a home fit for a princess to live in.

"Do you like Quentin?'' Rarity asked, using her magic to set her saddlebags on a table.

"Oh I like...really, REALLY like!'' Quentin responded softly, forming a slow smile.

Rarity giggled and proceeded to begin to put away her groceries. Quentin noticed and trotted over to her.

"Here, let me help Rarity,'' he offered politely.

Rarity was touched by the offer. "Why Quentin, what a remarkably genticolt you are. Thank you so much,'' Rarity said, batting her eyelashes.

Quentin smirked, "No problem.''

With the saddlebags in his mouth, Rarity led Quentin to her kitchen, which was as magnificent as her studio. The tiles were polished blue with a nice sized, round table covered with a fine blue table covering with white lining in the corner next to a window. After helping Rarity put away her groceries, a thought came into Quentin's mind.

"Wait a minute, so ponies DO wear clothes?'' Quentin asked with a slightly scrunched face. Up until this point, all ponies Quentin had seen and met were bare, save for the fur coats on their backs.

"Why of course darling, well sometimes,'' Rarity laughed. "True most of the time we ponies don't wear clothes, but on special occasions even we like to dolly up to look out best!''

Quentin just nodded understandingly. "Well there goes more of my misconceptions about a world of talking ponies,'' he thought to himself, but decided to digress. "So Rarity, were do you sleep?''

"Up stairs, me and Sweetie Belle both do,'' Rarity said.

"Sweetie Belle? Oh right she's your little sister right?''

Rarity nodded. "Correct, our parents tend to do a bit a traveling a lot, so she stays with me. She usually meets with Apple Bloom and Scootaloo before heading off to school, so she's gone now. Come, I'll show you.''

Rarity led Quentin up stairs to the second floor. They walked down the hall and passed a door with a sign that read 'Sweetie Belle' on it in what appears to be different colored crayons and with patches of glitter on it. Quentin couldn't help but smirk at the cuteness of it as Rarity led him to her room.

This room, belongs to yours truly,'' Rarity declared proudly, and dramatically.

Quentin's eyes widened as he looked around the large, round room. It was nicely furnished with a queen sized bed with a light purple mattress and a burgundy cover. The bed had drapes matching the mattress hanging from the top and sides. There was a large wooden desk with shelves that held numerous rolls of fabrics with three mannequins placed in front of the window. A few feet from her bed was a large, mahogany dresser.

This room was truly a marvel and Rarity really did have an impeccable sense of style. Quentin let out an impressed whistle. "Wow, I really must admit Rarity, you're sense of style are out of this world.''

"Why thank you Quentin, I try,'' Rarity smiled, flicking her mane with her hoof.

The two conversed nicely for a while, having gone back downstairs and into the studio. Quentin walked around the gallery, looking around at the gorgeous outfits impressed.

"Well I guess I owe you an apology Rarity. With these designs, only the best fashion designer in Ponyville could make these. Heck, I may know little to nothing about others designers but I bet you'd be one of the best in Equestria,'' Quentin commented while he observed a beautiful gown.

"Oh Quentin you're too kind. That one you're looking at took three weeks to finish,'' Rarity said with that graceful smile.

"Really, three weeks to make THIS?'' Quentin asked impressed, carefully running his hoof along it.

Rarity nodded. "Yes, though I hope that yours won't take nearly as long to finish.''

Quentin whipped his head at Rarity, a shocked expression on his face. "Wait what?!'' Quentin asked loudly.

"I said I'm making you an outfit especially for you,'' Rarity repeated, a smile on her face.

Quentin immediately refused the offer. "Oh no Rarity, you really don't have to do that!'' he said, waving his hooves in front of him, but that had no effect. Rarity stood up on her hind legs and brought a hoof to her chin and thought, scanning him closely.

"Nonsense darling, I won't have no for an answer. Besides, I already started on it last night.''

"You did?!'' Quentin asked dumbly.

"Why of course Quentin. You didn't possible think that I would allow one of my new friends to go without one of my fabulous clothing did you?'' Rarity asked cocking an eyebrow.

"I...I!'' The befuddled stallion stammered, but Rarity cut him off.

"Now, I already started on the design, now let me just get your measurements.'' Rarity magically levitated a roll of clothing measuring tape as she walked towards him. "Can you please stand up for me?'' she asked.

Quentin opened his mouth to reject, but then closed it and sighed reluctantly and did as he was told.

Rarity used her magic to unravel the tape and began taking her friend's measurements. Quentin would occasionally hear her give understood 'hmm' and mumble his measures and used her magic to write them down with a quill and paper. After about five minutes, Rarity let out a satisfied 'ok'.

"Right, now that I've got your measurements, the rest of your outfit will be a breeze to finish,'' Rarity chimed, looking over the measurements.

"Rarity...,'' Quentin began but Rarity raised her hoof to silence him. "I know what you're going to say Quentin. I'm making you a nice outfit whether you like it or not.'' Rarity then gave him a kind smile.

Quentin just looked at her. Never before have he seen such...generosity from someone, and from a pony. He smiled faintly at the white unicorn.

"This may take some time, but I'm certain I can have it ready by noon. If you like, you can just relax while I finish.''

Quentin nodded. "Ok Rarity, will do,'' with a smile.

Rarity took the measurements and trotted to one of the walls to pin them up. It wasn't long after that till she was busy with a sewing machine doing her work with orange work glasses on her face.

Not wanting to disrupt her from her work, Quentin decided to go back upstairs so he wouldn't be a bother. He went back into Rarity's room and sat down on a fine, Victorian burgundy couch.

"Hmmm nice, so comfy,'' Quentin sighed, bouncing up and down a bit.

Suddenly out of nowhere, a chubby cat had pounced itself onto his lap, causing Quentin to jump a little. It was a white, Persian cat with fluffy fur, a wide face, and a purple ribbon on the top of its head. It also had an opal studded collar around its neck and Quentin could see that it was a girl.

"What the...well where did you come from little lady?'' Quentin asked playfully, gently stroking her.

The cat purred, clearly enjoying the petting. The cat happily rubbed up against Quentin's stomach and finally curled itself into a ball. Quentin soon laid his head back and felt his eyes getting heavier. He did woke up earlier than usual and one would guess he was still pretty tired, especially after that spontaneous singing and dancing he did at Fluttershy's. Before Quentin knew it, his eyes closed and had laid down on the couch and fast asleep. It only felt like a few minutes when someone was gently shaking him awake.

"Quentin...wake up darling,'' Rarity cooed softly.

Quentin slowly opened his eyes to meet Rarity's own beautiful ones. He let out a yawn and sat up.

"Did you have a nice nap?'' Rarity asked with a soft smile.

"Yeah, I'll say I have,'' Quentin said, stretching. "Sorry, for dozing off on your couch,'' he added sheepishly.

Rarity giggled. "Oh that's quite alright. It IS a pretty comfortable couch. Even I would find myself drifting off to sleep when I'm thinking of new ideas sometimes.''

They both shared a laugh. "So...how long was I sleeping?'' Quentin asked, looking around for a clock.

"Oh for about two hours,'' Rarity answered.

"Oh wow really?'' Quentin asked, kind of embarrassed.

"Yes, it's a little past ten,'' Rarity answered.

"Oh boy that was longer than I wanted,'' Quentin mumbled to himself. "So what's up Rarity?''

Rarity shot the stallion a smirk. "What's up...what's up? Why your brand new, one of a kind outfit is completed that's what's up.''

Quentin widened his eyes in surprise. "Really, you're done already?''

Rarity nodded. "Of course darling. And just wait till you see it, you're going to absolutely love it!'' Rarity said excitedly.

"Come, come now follow me. Oh and close your eyes, no peeking!'' Rarity said playfully.

Quentin let out a chuckled and shrugged as Rarity came behind him and put her hooves around his eyes so he couldn't see anything. "Now you just let me led you downstairs,'' Rarity said.

"Alright Rarity, led the way,'' Quentin grinned.

Slowly but carefully, Rarity led Quentin out of her room and downstairs and to the studio. After walking a few feet, they stopped.

"Alright Quentin, are you ready to see your new outfit?'' Rarity asked excitedly.

"More than I'll ever be,'' Quentin responded. He wasn't much into fashion, but it was still interesting to see.

"Well brace yourself for your new, one of a kind outfit, the piece de resistance de la haute couture made from Ponyville's number one fashionista, herself, yours truly,'' Rarity began, a hint of playfully arrogance in her voice.

Quentin scrunched his face a bit as he thought, ''Ok, even though I don't know what the fuck you just said.''

"Quentin, may I please present you with my latest, creation yet!'' the unicorn declared.

Rarity uncovered his eyes and Quentin opened them, only for them to grow big and jaw jaw to go agape at the site he was looking at. On the mannequin before him, was a dazzling outfit that words could not describe. The mannequin had a red T-shirt with stylized white drawings on it, which seems to be made of white, sparkling gems. Over the T-shirt was a hot, black, sleek blazer with the sleeves rolled up halfway. Like the shirt, the blazer had gemstones on it, but shimmering ruby gem going down along the hems, one on the middle of each sleeve, and some placed perfectly on the back. Quentin couldn't believe the work he was looking at.

"So...what do you think? Do you like it?'' Rarity asked eagerly, waiting for an answer.

Quentin didn't speak, he just walked up and observed the outfit. "T-these CAN'T be real rubies!'' Quentin said in disbelief.

"Why of course they're real. I NEVER use anything fake on my designs!'' Rarity scoffed.

"And you did this in TWO hours?!'' Quentin asked

Rarity just giggled. "Like I said before Quentin, I got a start on it last night, so it was no big problem.''

He just stared at Rarity and looked at the outfit. It was the best he'd seen in his life, even more so than anything he'd seen on Earth. "Rarity...this is just...magnificent!'' Quentin finally said, beaming.

Rarity's face let up. "Really, do you really like it?''

Quentin shook his head. "No I don't like it...I LOVE it!''

Rarity blushed. "Oh you're just saying that.''

Quentin closed his left eye and brought a hoof to his right temple. "Let me put it this way, I've seen a lot of great outfits on my world, and this one alone puts all of them to shame.''

Rarity let out a soft squeal of joy. She always loved being acknowledged for her work, especially but her satisfied clients.

"Come, you absolutely MUST try it on!'' Rarity persisted.

She didn't have to tell him twice and Quentin nodded happily. Rarity used her magic, which her horn and the clothes glowed that brimming light blue aura as she teleported the outfit into the air. Quentin eagerly stat on his haunches and stretched his forelegs straight in the air as the red shirt lower and fit perfectly on his torso. Quentin then spread forelegs to the sides as the blazer went through his arms a fit just right around his back. Quentin went on all fours and immediately went over to the mirrors to observe himself.

"Quentin I must say, those colors go perfectly on you. You really do look dashing!'' Rarity marveled as she too observed him.

Quentin looked at himself, impressed. "If I wore this back on Earth, all the girls would be on me,'' he thought to himself.

Quentin then looked at Rarity. "How much do I owe you? This HAS to be expensive?''

To his utter disbelief, Rarity closed her eyes and shook her head, smiling. "No charge darling. This one's on me,'' she said warmly.

Quentin just looked at her, speechless. "Wait? No Rarity, I can't take this and not give you something for it, especially after all the hard work you put into it,'' he argued.

Rarity only responded by embracing Quentin in a tender hug, her arms wrapped around his neck. "You don't owe me a single bit. After all, it's the least I could do for after you saved my sister from that beast yesterday,'' Rarity whispered.

Quentin opened his mouth to argue, but Rarity quickly hushed him. "No, it's the end of the discussion. Don't say anything more about it. Besides, I never charged my dear friends for their garments.'' Rarity gave the shocked stallion a kind smile.

Quentin just stared at her. Her unparalleled generosity completely amazed him.

"Rarity...I,'' Quentin began softly, not knowing how to express his gratitude, especially since she thought of him, him a stranger from another world who'd she only known for two days already considered him a dear friend.

All Quentin could do was smile warmly and embraced her again. "Thank you Rarity, just thank you,'' he said softly, but gratefully.

Rarity smiled and stroked his back gently. "Of course, anytime dearie.'' She then surprised Quentin with a kiss on the cheek. Quentin chuckled, ''You really are a generous princess Rarity,'' he said softly in her ear.