8th Dress
[So, it's been exactly one week since Rarity was brutally murdered by Black Mage because he didn't feel like paying for his Halloween costumes. She's been very scarce since coming back the next morning, not really sure of how to deal with having been through such a harrowing experience. Most of the ensuing week was spent hiding in her room, cloaked in a black shawl she'd made for herself shortly after waking up in the doghouse again. The first few days, she just kept herself locked in there entirely, refusing to even eat. Eventually, as the week wore on, she started coming around more, but always with the shawl wrapped around herself. But even Rarity knows that you can't dramatically mope over something forever, even if it is completely terrifying. So she's heading for the phones to let everyone know she's okay. By playing it off and acting totally fine.]
[Phone; unfiltered]
...Well. That certainly wasn't an experience I'm keen on repeating anytime soon. Mr. B.M. - in the future, if you are unsatisfied with my work, you need only say something. Not that I have any intention of doing business with you again in the first place, of course.
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There. Now that that trifle is out of the way, can anypony tell me more about this Halloween holiday we appear to have coming up next week? Is it anything at all like Nightmare Night? It sounds rather similar.
[Phone; unfiltered]
...Well. That certainly wasn't an experience I'm keen on repeating anytime soon. Mr. B.M. - in the future, if you are unsatisfied with my work, you need only say something. Not that I have any intention of doing business with you again in the first place, of course.
...
There. Now that that trifle is out of the way, can anypony tell me more about this Halloween holiday we appear to have coming up next week? Is it anything at all like Nightmare Night? It sounds rather similar.