As we entered the boutique, my eyes were greeted with the greatest thing I have seen since I had left home. Genuine fashion. As I traveled many lands, making few stops, something I had not seen was a good taste in fashion. Many ponies were draped in rags that passed for clothing in almost every village or town that I stopped in. Here in Ponyville, I was shocked to find that everypony was actually nude. But here, I found dozens of beautiful suits and dresses, all at surprisingly affordable prices. I found it ironic that the one place that offers such wares on a farmer’s salary was in a nudist colony. I trotted around the room, admiring the elegance and care of each unique outfit and even the decor of the building itself. I could tell that this Rarity character was truly an artist who took great pride in her special talent, as well as her work. Soon however, I realized that Fluttershy was speaking to me, trying to get me to focus again. Then, I heard a delightful voice sound from the next room over.

“Hold on, please! I’m busy at the moment! I will be right out! Do please look at the displays while you wait!”

I obliged, returning to gaze at the several suits on display, awed at their attention to detail, every seam made with the skill of an artisan. Most were simple black tuxedos, but some were unique suits, ranging from grey to pale blue, or maroon to violet. The dresses outshined everything however, many made with the finest silks, threads, and adorned with gems of all shapes and colours. Some were so beautiful, so stunning, that they could have only been made for nobility. This realization proven by the price tag. 2000 bits for a sapphire-gemmed dress that also had frills along the edges. Very nice, but very expensive. Unfortunately, my browsing came to an abrupt end when the mare who spoke earlier came out of her back room.

I instantly had the urge to get down my knees and recite poetry, an urge I thankfully fought down. Before me stood a simply stunning mare, one who rivaled her artisan wares in beauty. She was a unicorn, and her coat was a pure white, not a particle of dust or dirt on it. Her mane and tail were both a gorgeous purple colour and were clearly well-groomed. She also had eyes as blue as the diamond cutie marks on her flank… 'Wow. That is a nice flank.' a voice chirpedin my head. I shook my head briefly to rid myself of the thought. 'No need to go lusting for a mare whom you just met,' I thought to myself before shaking my head again. I look up again to see her giving Fluttershy a friendly hug. I quickly make my way over and introduce myself to this new and stunning mare.

“You must be Miss Rarity, the mare that Fluttershy brought me here to meet,” I said, hiding my awe like a professional, “My name is Red Storm, and it a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” The white unicorn turned to me, and jumped back in horror.

“Oh my!” she started, “It’s nice to meet you too darling, but we really must do something about your MANE. It’s… it’s… DREADFUL!” I blinked a few times before looking up at my mane. All that seemed wrong with it was that it wasn’t combed like it normally was, and perhaps a bit long. She picked me up with her magic before sitting me down in a nearby barber’s chair. A gown was then thrown over me and before I knew it, she was giving me a manecut. I looked at Fluttershy, who just shrugged and smiled weakly. As odd as it may have been, I sat patiently through the ordeal. Fluttershy did, after all, forewarn me of Rarity's tendency to give out "Makeovers". After about five minutes, the chair was spun around and she began to work on my tail. I simply sat there, back straight, staring forward, like a statue. After another five minutes, Rarity said:

“Dooo-ne!” Rarity crooned as the gown was removed, and a broom floated over and began to sweep the floor. I got up, and a large oval mirror was floated in front of me. I looked into it, and saw that my mane was much shorter, as it was almost non-existent around my neck, and it didn’t have as much length to the top either. However, with the shorter mane, she managed to spike my mane up at the front, in a rather appealing way. It was also just generally neater, with just as much attention to detail as her outfits. No hair was out of place nor longer than any other around it. She had also shortened my tail, but didn’t seem to have altered it in any other way besides brushing it straighter than before. I looked over to Rarity, who stood there, facial expression showing that she wanted my opinion. I looked at my reflection again, taking a moment to truly appreciate the work she had done. I was certainly far better looking than before.

“It’s perfect, Miss Rarity. I don’t believe I have ever had a manecut this marvelous. Thank you.” The white unicorn grinned widely at this, before trotting back into the center of the room, head high, saying:

“Well, one can only expect perfection from moi! And don’t you worry about a fee, that one is on me.” She said, fluttering her eyelashes. She then turned back around to face Fluttershy, a look of glee on her face. “Now, remind me, what is it you came here for?”

“Well, we had come here so that I could introduce you to Red Storm,” Fluttershy said, “Seeing as he is new here in town, I had suggested that he should make some friends around here. You being one of my own closest friends, I thought to start with you.” Fluttershy paused before adding "Although we did bump into Rainbow Dash on the way over. Or rather, she flew into us." Rarity tilted her head to one side as if to think about this, before turning to me and saying:

“That makes sense. Well, anyway, if you don’t mind, I need to ask you to leave. As pleasant as it was to meet you, Red Storm, I have much work that needs to get done. A very big order for a wedding in Manehattan, you see. The bride demands the best, so I need privacy and concentration. Maybe we can speak again later, once I’m done.” Rarity smiled widely at me. I looked over to Fluttershy, who nodded to this. I then said:

“Very well then. That sounds nice. We should get going as well, as time waits for nopony!” With that, Fluttershy and I moved to the door, waving goodbye and giving our final farewells as we exited. Once outside, I asked the mare beside me:

“What is our next plan of action? Judging by the angle of the sun, we have about three-to-four hours before dusk. Who do you wish for me to meet next?” The pegasus mare thought for a moment about it, before saying:

“We should go meet my friend Pinkie Pie at Sugarcube Corner, then go to Sweet Apple Acres to meet Applejack, and then go to the Library to meet Twilight Sparkle.” Sounded good to me.

“Ok. Seems like a good plan to me. Let us-“ And that was all I managed to say before a Pink Mare jumped out of the bushes next to us, scaring me terribly.