Being Rarity
>Twilight has been inside of that mirror for too long, so I asked Princess celestia to let me go and check on my friend
>I muster all my courage and cross the portal
>I appear in front of a statue on the other side
>This place is full of bipedal creatures and they all wear clothes. I could easily set a boutique here
>As I move my hoof to my head to plan my new bussines I notice the horror
>My hoof has mutated into a minotaur's hand. Looking at my reflection on the mirror, I notice that after crossing it, I became one of those bipedal creatures
>My clothes are very stylish, but they could use some work. I can't help but wonder, where did they come from?
>Anyways, I guess it would be better not to draw too much attention towards me, so as the old saying goes, when in Canterlot, do as canterlotians do; thus I try my best to stand on my rear legs
>The task is harder than I thought it would be, but after some attempts I finally aquire the ability
>I really like walking like this, because of how my new clothes move whenever I take a step
>I'm really becoming the center of attention in this new place; not my original plans, but I guess it's unavoidable to me. Every creature turns their head to look at me and enjoy the elegance of my march
>Suddenly, out of nowhere, a male bipedal creature greets me
>"Aryan, you look impressive today. There's something different about you, but I can't pinpoint it"
>My obvious reply is "Sorry, do I know you?"
>"What's going on Aryan?" says the beast
>"Listen, you creature, I'm not Aryan, my name is RA RI TY. So you better learn it. Now, say my name and then tell me yours so I don't have to reffer to you as bipedal creature"
>The animal looks at me in confusion; however, it complies with my demand
>"Okay Rarity, my name is Norman"
>Despite following my will, the confused look in his face is now accompained by a sad one
>On a second look to him, I notice that his clothes are very stilish, with the exeption of that cheap and mismatching hat. I can't even look at that hat
>"So, Ar-Rarity" the Norman speaks to me once again, he almost fails to get my name right for a second time "you seem troubled today, what's going on?" he looks at me, still with that confused look. Why does he speak as if he knew me for a long time? How rude can this Norman get?
>Anyways, he really seems concerned about my situation, so I may as well tell him my reason to be here
>"I'm looking for a pony who goes by the name of Twilight Sparkle. do you happen to know about her?"
>The Norman moves one of his hands to his head, it seems he's trying to remember something "mmmm, Twilight Sparkle, I think I've heard that name before, but if it's about ponies, I guess purple can help you, she's always speaking about horses, so she'll most likely be able to help you"
>Just when I thought you were being a nice norman you go and say that you can't help me, let me give you another chance to be of use "would you mind taking me to this purple  norman you told me about?"
>The norman gives me a weirded out look, but is quick to reply "if you don't mind my company, I'd be glad to" what a dashing smile! it almost made me forget about his hideous hat
>He then makes a sign with his hand to make me follow him
>Well, I guess it's time for me to listen to him
>I follow his lead, but I'm still wary because of his excessive familiarity; however, for some reason, I feel at ease with him
>His steps lead me into the building that lies in front of the statue from the looks of it, I think it's a school
>One step into the school is enough for me to lose sight of the helpful norman
>The crowd of normans is too big for me to find the one that's helping me
>Scared and lost, I use my final resource. With all my strength I yell "Hatted Norman, don't leave me alone"
>Some normans from the crowd wonder "Hatted Norman?" while others perform a choir of high pitched ooohs
>It must be some kind of Norman ritual
>From the crowd, the norman of the ugly hat finally appears, but his face changed colors, because now it looks like his jacket
>"You know how dumb our schoolmates can get, so please don't do that again" says my Norman. I guess he means that I should never get separated from him again
>I wonder if the other normans are dangerous. Luckily I found the safe Norman first
>Thinking about the possibility of getting lost in such a crowd once again is enough to make me very nervous, so, I do the first thing that comes to my mind when pondering about how to remain near him
>I grab one of his hands and walk by his side
>The ritual of the other Normans continues. I wonder what do all those oohs mean, but they sure are annoying
>My Norman's face became even redder, am I ashaming him?
>I don't think so, he must have fallen for the irresistible me
>Oh Rarity! why is your beauty so irresistible that even creatures from other worlds can't help but find themselves helplessly in love with you?
>This could become very fun, but, I mustn't get distracted from my goal. I must find Twilight
>On our way to where this purple Norman is, the hatted one positions himself between me and the crowd, making sure that I don't get pushed away. Some ponies could learn a thing or two from him
>"Here we are Ary-ty" why is it so hard for you to learn my name? aaargh, I take bak what I said before
>"The school's library" Heh, Twilight is very likely to be here, so this purple norman must know of Twilight's whereabouts. Well done Norman
>Without me saying a word, the Norman opens the door for me to come in. What a gentlecolt, or in his case, what a gentlenorman. I'd really like to meet somepony like him. I guess that you really need to go to another world to find a true gentlepony
>Once we enter the library, the hatted Norman says "may I speak to purple first"
>I answer "you may do so"
>He then lets my hand go, and approaches a familiar looking female purple Norman. I don't know who this purple Norman reminds me of, but I don't care, as long as she tells me what I need to hear
>"Purple, did you do something weird to Rarity?" The hatted norman asks to the purple one
>"No, I wouldn't do anything to Rarity, she's my friend" Says the purple norman "wait, did you say Rarity?"
>The hatted Norman blushes and looks away from the purple one
>He speaks once again "please don't pay attention to that. the thing is that Aryan is not herself at all today"
>Again with the aryan thing, I wonder what does that even mean
>"How so?" the purple norman asks as she looks at me "she looks exactly the same to me"
>"Can't you notice?" yells the male norman "the way she speaks, the way she walks, the way in which she looks at everything, she's not the Aryan Beau-" he looks at me nervously and proceeds with his speech "what I mean is that she's acting different today, it's as if she was a completely different person"
>"I really don't see any difference" replies the purple Norman
>"C'mon purp-" he begins complaining again, but I interrupt him with a fake cough
>"Oh right, Purple, Rarity is looking for a pony named Twilight Sparkle. I think I've heard the name but don't remember where. What I do remember though is  that you are always speaking about ponies, so I brought her to you" he says after I called his attention with the clearing of my throat
>The purple norman slams her hand on her forehead
>"Norman, you do know that my name is not actually Purple, right? how could you forget about my Name?" the purple norman is visibly angry
>"I'm sorry Purple" the one with the hat is quick to apologize
>"What the hay Norman? I'm Twilight Sparkle!"
>Did she say Twilight? now that I look at her, she does have the same eyes and mane as my friend; I guess she also transfigured after crossing the mirror
>I finally found her
>"Thank you so much hatted norman" I briefly look at him before focusing on Twilight
>"Twilight, I was so worried about you, you haven't even gone to ponyville ever since you learnt how to activate the mirror at will" my voice emphasizes my worry
>"what's going on?" the Norman says, only to be silenced by Twilight
>"Norman, could you leave us alone for a while?" her voice took a very serious tone
>The gentlenorman saw the seriousness in Twilight's eyes, and the worry in mine, so he politely left us so we could speak in private. Before turning away, he looked at me in worry, why does he pay so much attention to me? I mean, I know my beauty is just that much, but his case is indeed a special one. He couldn't have fallen in love with me in such a short time. I must have broken records in atractiveness
>"Purple, I'm leaving her in your hands, so please do your best to help her" says the hat wearing Norman before leaving the room. With a click of the door, Twilight and I are now sure that he is gone.
>Now, for the matter at hoof. "Twilight, why don't you go back to ponyville? it's been months since your last visit" I tell her, finally voicing my worry to its causant
>"I'm sorry Rarity, it's just that when I'm here I lose track of time. This place has evertything I could ever want, there's lots of knowledge for me to learn  and everyone is so nice to me in here. I even made some friends" she says in glee
>"But what about us? your friends in ponyville, we all miss you a lot. Ever since you crossed that dreaded mirror your stays in ponyville have been becoming shorter and shorter, and now, you have been away from equestria for two months"
>"WHAT?! two months without going to Equestria? I can't believe how fast time has passed. But please understand me, if you had lived all I lived here you'd see why I ended up losing track of time" she says in a pleading tone
>Twilight speaks once again, "I promise I'll go back to equestria today, but please spend this day with me. I know you'll have fun here" she joins her hands as if she was praying to me
>After seeing her pleading face, I can only agree "Okay, but just for one day"
>"Thank you So much" says Twilight
>I only hope we're quickly done with this