My Little Pony:

Gender is Magic

Wardrobe Fitting Pt. 1

Twilight felt much better after his interaction with Fluttershy. The two had sat there on the library floor speaking lightly of smaller matters for a while until the fact that Twilight had others to speak with could no longer be ignored.

"Itried to think logically about who to tell and how," Twilight told Fluttershy, "But with Spike taking this as poorly as he did..." Twilight trailed off as his good mood all but evaporated.

"Oh," Fluttershy patted Twilight's hand sympthetically, "Spike loves you Twilight, he'll come around soon enough. Uhm, I do, maybe, have one teeny little suggestion? Maybe you'd be more understandable if you had something different to wear?" Fluttershy picked at the hem of Twilight's dress while he blinked at her owlishly.

"Understanding shouldn't be an issue. I've read everything about it so I can give a good speech on what I am," Twilight said confidently, but then he shrank into himself a bit, "Spike did ignore me though. What am I supposed to do?"

"Oh, Twilight," Fluttershy admonished lightly, "Ponies are just like my animals, we all learn in different ways, so even though a long speech may work for you it won't for everypony. You have to tell everypony in the way that is best for them. Now, uhm, I think I know exactly the next pony you need to talk to."

Just like that Twilight found himself being led through the back roads of Ponyville by the hand, being sure to avoid the major thoroughfares. Oddly enough the few ponies they passed didn't seem to notice anything different, but Twilight felt as though his mane was a large neon arrow above his head pointing right down at him. He hardly noticed they had stopped until he felt Fluttershy drop his hand. He looked up to see himself parked in front of Rarity's boutique.

Almost as soon as Fluttershy had knocked the door swung open and Rarity called to them from the back where she was pinning up what looked to be a wedding gown.

"Just a moment, darlings, I'm in the middle of-" Rarity halted as she glanced over, "Oh my goodness, what happened to your coiffure?"

Twilight was reminded strongly of the first day they met.

"Oh, you mean my mane?" Twilight replied cheekily. Rarity rolled her eyes.

"Darling, this is no time for humor. Your poor mane has been hacked all to pieces! Don't tell me you botched a spell again?" Twilight winced, Fluttershy nudged him and nodded encouragingly.

"Rarity, I know it's not very fashionable but I did it myself," He explained over Rarity's gasp, "I am going to..." Twilight stopped shortly, he was thinking on Fluttershy's words that everypony needed a diffferent kind of explaination. 'What does Rarity understand best?' He thought, 'Oh, yeah.'

"Rarity," Twilight said firmly, "I am changing my style. I'd like to dress as a stallion, because it's what I feel I am, and I need to project that in my looks."

Rarity was silent for a long while, thinking this through. Twilight stared at his shoes with a frown. He was just beginning to panic when Fluttershy spoke up.

"So, uhm Raity, can you help him?" She said softly. Both Twilight and Rarity looked at her in surprise.

"Well, I always approve of wardrobe changes but this is positively fascinating!" Rarity enthused.

Twilight's jaw dropped.

"A whole new wardrobe to pick out and I sooo needed a model for these stallion ensembles in my new fashion line."

Twilight looked to Fluttershy who was giggling through her fingers.

"Well, darling, this way, this way! The day is just wasting away with you standing there all slack jawed."