12th Dress

[frilly_filly]

[Mayfield, there is a sad pony hanging out on the front porch of 836 Hastings Boulevard. Like so many others, Rarity had the dream the previous night, and agreed to the bargain to save her friends and the home she'd always hoped to return to someday. It pains her that she had to learn about the damage her existence would cause to Ponyville from her

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[hungry_monster]

[Oh, the fake pony is throwing a fit. How amusing. Looking over at the will.]

I'm afraid this isn't going to hold up.

[frilly_filly]

Oh, you're right... how could I possibly have forgotten?

[She floats the quill over in front of Johan.]

Would you mind signing as a witness?

[hungry_monster]

I would. Unfortunately that's not what I meant.

You have to be the person who owns the items to leave them to someone. They're quite firm about that little detail.

[frilly_filly]

But I do own all of those things. The town hadn't returned most of them to me thus far, but I can only assume they're still secure back in Ponyville.

[inkstardust]

[She stops for a second to suppress her surprise at TALKING PONY, but quickly dismisses it, as weirder things have happened here.]

Do you really believe that you've died?

[frilly_filly]

Well, not yet, apparently. I assume fading from existence is simply a slower process than I'd originally assumed. But I remember the whole thing quite clearly. It was all very vivid.

[inkstardust]

[She frowns a bit.]

I remember it too. But don't you think, if we happen to be alive right now despite promising our nonexistence, that it was a fake?

[frilly_filly]

There has to be something wrong. It would be rather uncharacteristic of Mayfield to simply send us all a depressing dream without following it up somehow, don't you think?

[wingsaflutter]

W-Where are you going? [Not that she would mind the cat terribly...]

[frilly_filly]

...Fluttershy!

[Rarity hadn't expected to see any of her friends around, especially after that vision of how she ruined all of their lives back home.]

...It is you, isn't it?

[She can't put her hoof on it, but something seems a little... off.]

[wingsaflutter]

It's me. I haven't changed... [Because everyone else has been telling her she had]

You know I would take care of Opalescence anyway, so please don't leave.

[frilly_filly]

I'm afraid it may already be too late for that.

[decamorph]

That is quite a list, lady!

I guess you are also one of the so called fakes. What a joke we have gotten ourselves into.

[There is tanuki staring at you with her head tilted to the left. It's hard to tell but she's smirking a little.]

[frilly_filly]

There's that word again! Why does everypony keep calling me that?

[decamorph]

I hate to be the one that tells you this, but apparently we forfeited our lives last night.

It sounds pretty strange, don't you think, horsie?

[frilly_filly]

Well, yes, I know that much, but I'm hardly a fake. Although I have been wondering why it's taking so long to disappear fully. I thought I was supposed to have never been born, but instead I'm being treated like some sort of impostor of myself.

[wantasammich]

We're not dead, you know. Only non-existent. Supposedly, anyway. I feel plenty exist-y, myself.

[y e p hawke erased herself too]

[frilly_filly]

Yes, I'd expected not existing to be... well, different at all, to be completely honest. I feel exactly the same as always.

[wantasammich]

Right, it's everyone else who's changed, from the looks of things. So I'm fairly certain a will isn't necessary just yet, Rarity.

[frilly_filly]

...Well, that's fortunate. Especially since I know my tea set wouldn't last five minutes with Rainbow Dash.