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[carouselboutique]

Dear Foreign Ponies,
First and foremost I would like to personally thank all of you for allowing me to make your gala outfits for this year's grand galloping gala. I had a lot of fun making each and every outfit and I felt proud to be able to accomplish such a grueling yet absolutely rewarding task.

Each outfit was tailored to your specific wants and needs. I made sure to keep them as close to the request as possible and I made sure to get every little detail perfect!

In return, I do hope that you ponies don't become strangers to my boutique. I'm not going to lie, I had fun creating clothes for you and I may have spotted possible model candidates for my up coming summer line.

So again, thank you dear ponies.

Bisous

Rarity.



Dear Zetta,
I would probably deny this if you were to shout it out to the general public. But I had fun during the gala. I do hope we could hang out again sometime.

Rarity

Comments

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[tinkertytonk]

All thanks should be rightly directed toward you, Ms. Rarity. You are a marvel. Everypony was looking their best in your togs, but Ms. Fluttershy looked particularly captivating, so my especial gratitude on that front.

[carouselboutique]

Ahh yes...how WAS your date with Fluttershy?

[tinkertytonk]

Smashing! That is to say: Topping. We sang, we danced, we drank. I can't imagine a better time out, really. We were the gayest pair upon the floor.

And how was your night? I'm sorry I didn't get to dance with you. I'm sure your dance card was chocked full to the brim, though.

[carouselboutique]

Well sounds like you two had a marvelous time then. As for me, I didn't get to dance. I was with my friends for a few minutes then I ended up having some alone time with the pony that shot Blueblood through the wall.

[tinkertytonk]

[There is a rather long pause.]

Er... you don't mean Zetta, do you, Ms. Rarity? He didn't hurt you, did he?

[carouselboutique]

Now why on earth would he? He was such a dear to me throughout the entire gala...till he disappeared.

[tinkertytonk]

[Bertie's look has become progressively more bewildered.]

Yes, he can be rather civil when the spirit moves him. Hmm... I don't suppose you were... off fetching your coat when he began singing at the Gala? And Ms. Fluttershy hasn't mentioned her making his acquaintance?

[carouselboutique]

Singing? And what on earth has Fluttershy have to do with him?

[tinkertytonk]

Ah, well. Hahaha... it's good you missed that, then. Gave everypony an awful sort of fright. Barring Ms. Pie. She's a brave filly, Ms. Pie, and un-rattleable, it seems.

In any case, I do hate to be the one to break it to you, Ms. Rarity, but, er... Zetta's rather keen on overthrowing the princesses, bringing eternal darkness, and raining merry hay down on all of our heads, really. He said as much in his song and in his first missive. I'm afraid he decided to make an example of Ms. Fluttershy for it, as well.

It's how we met. Ms. Fluttershy and self. Zetta chucked her into the pond before I could stop him.

[carouselboutique]

He...what!?

[tinkertytonk]

S-sorry! I thought she would have mentioned it to her chums. We got away without a fuss, really! He was much to busy boasting after that to pay us any mind.

I gave him a solid talking-to about the affair. I'm just glad he didn't do the same to you.

[carouselboutique]

Well a solid talking-to CLEARLY isn't enough! How DARE he lay a hoof on somepony as sweet as Fluttershy!?

[tinkertytonk]

[Her anger isn't even directed at him, and Bertie can feel himself shrinking away.]

Too right! Um... yes. Well. Ah... right. Hate to dash, Ms. Rarity, but I have... lessons? Yes! Yes, fighting lessons from Ms. Flare Star to attend to.

[He really hopes Flare hasn't responded to Rarity's missive.]

Next time Zetta tries any of that nonsense, I shall trounce him thoroughly on Ms. Fluttershy's behalf. Once she and her animals are safely out of the fray, of course.