8th Dress

[frilly_filly]

[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,

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[Phone]

[nyanpirenya]

Lady Rarity!

You're all better! I was so worried, nyaa! It was so bad!

[He is crying. He is so, so very much crying.]

[frilly_filly]

It's all right. I'm okay now.

[nyanpirenya]

Nyaaaaaaaa...

[There's a tiny bit more sniveling and sniffling before Nyanpire can fully compose himself again.]

You're gonnya be more careful? Especially at Halloween! There are tricks! I don't wannya have a bad trick happen to you!

[frilly_filly]

There's nothing at all to worry about. I promise I'll be on the lookout!

[nyanpirenya]

Good! Because you're too nyice to have bad things happen to.

[frilly_filly]

[Rarity gives a grateful sigh.]

I appreciate the sentiment. Unfortunately, it's true that sometimes bad things happen to good ponies. But I'm not going to let it get me down.

[nyanpirenya]

Nyaa! Of course! Cuz Lady Rarity is the best!

I'll watch out for you! I'll help!

[frilly_filly]

Thank you so much, Mr. Nyanpire! I'm sure I'll be safe with you around.