Author's Notes:

First of all I want to clarify that my mother tongue is not English, and that these chapters first I wrote them the best I can in my language and then I ventured it to the translator to spit the translation, and then review it with my limited knowledge of English grammar (I play yugioh with letters in English and interpret them well, so I think I'm not so bad.)

I will accept whoever wants to be my editor and help me, I also await your comments about the chapters along with much speculation. And so have fun. (Besides giving me more ideas.)

It is precisely the sunset in Ponyville, the last rays of sunlight painted a beautiful orange and red sky, the market stalls closed their doors after a good day's work and the ponies returned to their respective homes to take A deserved rest.

But the latter did not apply to all ponies.

In addition to the little night activity in the town. A very peculiar shop continued its work - even after closing - early in the evening. And the name of this establishment is: Carousel Boutique, a store specializing in the design, manufacture, repair and sale of clothing. Procuring the best quality and haute couture.

In this building works a beautiful white coat pony, with perfectly curly purple tail and mane. She is working on a beautiful dress, which is a bright red color decorated with small gems; white in the skirt and other blue in their frills. The dress was not ready yet, there were still gems to be placed in the front.

This part of the dress would be difficult to finish, He had to put the little gems in an intricate pattern around the neck. She was carefully placing the gems on the fabric to have a preview of how it would look before permanent fixing, but, accompanied by a rumble, from the outside came a sudden flash of white light that crossed the windows and reflected in one of the mirrors to his face. Disoriented, she lost her balance and hit the dress, causing the barely subject gems to fall and spread across the floor.

After recovering from the daze and seeing the disaster provoked, he let out a small moan of annoyance and prepared to lift all the gems off the ground using the gem tracking spell, finding them in corners and under furniture. Locating the last gem, his horn began to shine with more intensity, – Like the time he met the trio of Diamond dogs – and reads indicated the direction in which this new gem is.