>Be Anon in Manehattan
>Rarity just got her designs stolen by some bitch named Suri.
>She’s crying up a storm.
>It’s giving you a headache.
>Ponies suddenly get idea to make designs using the hotel room as inspiration
>That’s a stupid idea, but you’re going to state that in the most polite and civil manner.
"That is the dumbest fucking idea I’ve heard all day."
>"Anon, no offense dear, but I'm pretty sure that fashion is out of your element."
>Bitch please.
>If the fashion industry is similar to back home a hairless monkey could do it.
>Plus there's a much simpler way of going about this.
"Hey, Rarity you still got that fabric?"
>"Um, yes I believe so. It should be in the dressing room near the old ensembles."
"Did you make it yourself, and if possible, in multiple colors?"
>"Yes, it’s all original. Why the sudden interest? Where are you going with this?"
>You pick Rarity up and march out of the hotel to the fashion show with the girls following behind.
>"A-Anon!? What are you doing put me down this instant!"
“Shut up. I’m going to make your day all better.”
>Alabaster pone blushes, “O-oh my. This is so sudden, and we haven’t even been on a first date yet…”
"Wait what?”
>”This is so taboo, yet to exciting! YES ANON! TAKE ME AND DO WHATEVER YOU PLEASE TO YOUR NAUGHTY MARE!”
“What the fuck are you talking about?!”
>”You said you were going to make my day better. Aren’t you going to ravish me?”
“What?! No!”
>”O-o-oh u-um never mind then…”
"..."
"Maybe later."
>*Squee*
>Entering the doors to the showroom you make your way backstage
>Looking around, you spot a pompous pink mare talking to an equally stuffy pompous gray mare with a pink mane.
>She's standing by what looks like rip-offs of Rarity's dresses
>Holy crap pony fashion sucks.
 
 
"Rarity, go get more of that fabric and bring it here."
>Put Rarity down and walk up to the dirty idea stealing mare.
>"May I help you?" she asks in the most uptight tone.
"My my my, these are wonderful designs."
>"Obviously. Now if you’ll excu-"
>Before she can leave you move to bar her path.
"How in the world did you manage to make this fabric and do you happen to have any more?"
>"Oh yes Suri, I must know how you created the detail in this design." the mare next to her interjects.
“I also hope you don’t mind if you show us your process.”
>Her eyes widen.
>Gotcha bitch.
 
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>Be Anon walking with Rarity.
>"Oh Anon, I must simply thank you. If it wasn't for you who knows what would have happened."
"Probably guilt tripping all your friends into making horrible looking hotel themed clothing?"
>Rarity blushes, "Oh I don't think it would have been that bad."
>"Still how can I ever repay you?"
>You smile.
 
-Later that night-
 
>Be Anon in Manehattan
>You’re in bed with marshmallow pone
>"By Celestia Anon, that was amazing."
"I guess you could say I had a vest-ed interest."
>Rarity punches you in the ribs "That's not funny Anon."
"[spoiler]Corset is[/spoiler]"
 
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