mylittlejamjar | 1st Diversion

[Now that she's fairly well convinced that she isn't dead and this is some bizarre afterlife/her mind's death throws, Surprise has found it kind of a necessity to get busy. If she keeps from work or from doing something for too long, she inevitably begins to ponder. And just as inevitably pondering tends to force her mind to go down some dark, dark roads she's rather keep from even setting hoof on. The question for a bit had been what to do with her time. She'd already decided going back to Cloudsdale and the Weather Factory wasn't worth it, and that for the most part she wasn't sure she could take going back and seeing what it was like in this world. But something she did know was that she needed to make money. And it was a few days ago that a plan started to form.

In the square where many of the ponies have shops and fruit stands Surprise has started her own. It's a small little wooden stand, not much different from a kid making a lemonade stand, though it at least seems more sturdily built. The sign on the top of the stand, written in white paint, reads "REPAIR AND PAWN SHOP".

Anyone bothering to really look at the sign will notice in much smaller and neater letters under the main sign has been written "All sales final prices subject to change". It's not particularly reassuring, but hey at least she said it outright. Sort of.

As for the stand itself, it seems to have several very simple mechanical goods scattered on it and around it: alarm clocks, watches, a toaster or two, some of those stupid mechanical bobbing birds that drink water. Most of it was junk Surprise had found around town and managed to repair. It had, in fact, been finding and repairing it that gave her the idea to even try this.

As for Surprise herself, she's wearing an incredibly loud purple suit and tophat. She isn't exactly the best salesman, however, as her plan to draw attention seems to just be pointing at random ponies passing by on the street and shouting.

Right now she seems to be trying to pass off one of the many, many little mechanical drinking birds she has.]

Hey, you know what you need? You need this little guy right here! Wow, just look at him go! I mean, I guess you could see him drinking water if I actually had a glass of water, but if I did oh man he'd be drinking that water so much it'd be crazy!

...Okay, so you don't like the one little mechanical bird. Okay, okay! How about....

Two mechanical birds! Wow! Can you believe how crazy it's getting here?

[Her sales pitch could use a bit of help.]

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[It's probably a combination of kindness and Trixie's desire to be a showoff who proves herself to be better than anyone else. She has a good heart under all that ego. She casts her vocal amplification spell and takes a quick glance at what all Surprise has to offer.]

Come one! Come all! Come and see Surprise's spectacular shop of secrets!

[She goes on to describe some of the objects Surprise has, making them sound more interesting than they might actually be. She also rears up, having fireworks shoot up from behind her, exploding in many dazzling colors. Whether or not this brings in more customers is up in the air.]

[Alright. Surprise wasn't expecting the voice, and she rears back in, well, surprise at it. The fireworks catch her off guard too, but not as bad as the shouting. Though the shouting at least didn't half blind her like the fireworks did.

Though when her eyes readjust, there's a sizeable group around her stand. A lot more at a time than she had expected, or was immediately comfortable with. It's not the biggest crowd, but it's more than enough for trying to crowd around the little lemonstand Surprise has called a "shop".

The ponies rifle through everything, asking what it is and what it does. Not rudely, just the curiosity the ponies naturally tend to show when excited. Surprise, for her part, is trying to answer their questions and constantly giving the mundane answer of what it is.

That in and of itself loses her a few sales but hey. She still makes money off it.

She has to look back to Trixie while this is going on, and opens her mouth to say thanks. But it's just so hard to. To say thank you in general, especially to a unicorn.

...Maybe she really is wrong about her perceptions. Especially in this world.]

.....That was pretty useful.

[She's trying. But that's the best she can manage right now.]

Trixie deems that charisma usually is. But alas, you lack it. 'Tis unfortunate that the mare gracing your very presence this moment cannot stay in Ponyville forever. She has the whole of Equestria to tell her tales to!

[Aaaaand that was all it took to sour Surprise to Trixie again.]

Yeah well wouldn't want to keep you waiting man. I bet you'll just have amazing adventures and all.

First of all, Trixie is a mare. Not a stallion. It would be prudent to recognize the distinction. Not every mare has as deep a voice as you do. But Trixie shall thank you nonetheless for you concern nonetheless, even though she keeps her scheduling perfectly.

Man it's a saying, what's wrong with you? I know you're a mare. And it's your voice that's the problem. It's all squeaky like a stallion's. What's up with the ponies here?

Trixie deems that absolutely nothing is wrong with the voices of everypony in Equestria. They are as they have always been. She is conounded as to why you thing Trixie has the voice of a stallion. You have it, not the very showmare gracing your presence.

Okay. Look. The way I sound? Is just how mare's sound in my world, alright? You're the one who started this conversation, not me.

'Tis an odd world in Trixie's opinion.

Well hey that's great! Maybe someday your opinion can buy you something!

[...Dear Celestia. Why is she defending her own world like this? Why does it even matter?

...She kind of wants to apologize, but she doesn't want to say it. Instead Surprise separates some of the bits she'd earned from customers and pushes them towards Trixie.]

Here. Take them. They're yours.

[Trixie doesn't normally accept help from others. This, however, is different. She was insulted and Surprise was generally being rude. So she takes those bits with her magic and puts them in her cape pocket.]

As you wish. Trixie expects to see you in her next audience. Trixie shall now away herself.

[With that, she starts walking away.]

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