Steely is not used to motorcycles so he held on to me HARD. Although I have to admit, I was driving kinda fast and there was only one helmet which I was wearing. I mean, it wouldn’t have fit on his head anyway. But man, I can still hear his teeth chattering.

Once we got there, he was confused cuz the place really didn’t look like a place we would go.

“So…what are we doing in here?”

“You could say a dress up. For your date.”

“Oh, uhm, right.”

We entered the shop and it was filled with clothes, but not the type we were looking for. We were looking around the shop when Rarity appeared.

“Hello guys!” She smiled and came to us. “Should we start?”

“Yeah, totally!” I said, “Just uh, where are the clothes that are…our type?”

“They’re in that section!” she pointed towards the sign that said: Male. How the frick frack snick did we miss that? I pulled Steely with myself so he could look for what he liked among the clothes.

“So, tell me a little about your taste of fashion; I might be able to help you,” said Rarity.

I wanted to answer but I thought it would be better to let Steely answer; this was his date, after all. So I stepped back and pushed him forward.

“OK, buddy, tell her about your ‘taste of fashion’.”

He sighed, as expected.

“Well, uh … I don’t have one. What do you suggest?”

Rarity stepped back to get a complete look at him, then walked around him to see him from different angles. Steely kept still but he seemed more concerned with avoiding eye contact with Rarity.

“Hold on, I think I know what suits you!” She disappeared after she said that. We waited there for a while. I looked around to see if I could find some hats for Steely and I actually found some that might have appealed to him.

Rarity returned with many, many clothes hanging from her arms. She looked as if she was about to just collapse from the weight of those clothes. She put them on the desk and told Steely to come near.

“Look darling, I have dressed up many people, and trust me when I say, the secret is always in the hair, so could you …“

“NO! No, no, no, no, no, no, I WON’T TAKE OFF MY HAT!”

Rarity was shocked, and to be honest that was understandable cuz she doesn’t know why he wears a hat all the time.

“OK, now, uh, listen, Rarity: Steely has a problem with his hair and it’s not very controllable. So he’d rather just hide it and not have to deal with it, and trust me when I say we have tried almost everything to fix it but nothing worked, so just don’t pass out, over-react or anything when I take his hat off, OK?”

She seemed confused but nodded.

“Steely?”

“NO!”

“Look, it’s not that bad. I even brought some hats to try on with your clothes, so we will hide it again. Deal?”

He sighed. “Deal.”

He took off his hat and his yellow hairs burst out. That surprised even me, but then I hadn’t seen his hair for a long time. Rarity didn’t pass out, but she couldn’t help staring at him with open eyes and mouth.

“Thi ... this is your hair?” she asked.

“Yes,” Steely answered.

“Welll … we’ll get back to that.” She recovered pretty quickly and turned her attention to the clothes. She showed us a white shirt. “I guess this should fit you … perfectly.” She also gave us a black formal vest and trousers. That helped me choose what hat to give him. There was a black boater hat that I thought would pair up perfectly.

He went to a nearby dressing room to change his clothes and while he was doing so I checked my phone, Sunset had messaged me that she is nearby and she asked if we were done or not. I replied: -Not yet, but we will be soon. I think.

-We’ll be there in a quarter hour. Better not be there when we arrive.

I got it.

It seemed that Steely haven’t gotten ready yet so I decided to just stand there, but Rarity started a conversation which kinda help to pass a little bittle of time.

“Excuse me for asking, Flaming Star, but for how long has his hair been that horrible?”

“Hey, I can still hear you, you know!” Steely said from inside the dressing room.

“Sorry, darling.”

Sigh. “It’s OK. I should be used to it by now.”

“As far as I know, since birth,” I said.

“Oh, my! What a nightmare.”

“Still listening!”

I walked with Rarity to a counter at the other end of the store. “Uhm, I guess it is really horrible but it seems he’s gotten used to wearing a hat.”

“I can’t even believe how he’s living like that.” She seemed to be exaggerating, and I wanted to answer but before I could do so Steely came out.

“OK. How do I look?” he asked

“Hold on, let me put this on your head first.” I adjusted the boater on the back of his head and stuffed as much of his hair as I could underneath it.

“Now, let’s see.” I stepped back to look at him and I have to say he looked great, not super mega great but it was still great.

“So?” he asked.

“You look fabulous!” Rarity said.

“Man, you are looking good.”

“Really?”

“Of course, take a look yourself.”

He turned back and looked at the mirror. I think even he was amazed.

We thanked Rarity for helping us, and she even let him keep the clothes for himself. So generous. I put his original clothes into a bag and then we exited the shop, and headed straight towards the Café.

Author's Notes:

Make sure to cheek out other chapters too.

Special thanks to my editor Daniel Drazen.