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[Hello everyone, what are you up to this fine summer evening? Out training perhaps? Playing with your Pokémon? Sitting down to a delicious dinner? Maybe doing a little shopping before all the stores close?]

[Well whatever you're doing, no matter how much you are minding your own business, you may soon find yourself with a +1.]

[Aren't glitches fun?]

[John has no idea what's going on, one minute he was in the middle of his anniversary dinner with Rose and the next, he's lord only knows where with whoever "you" happen to be. Not that "you" aren't good company, and all! But it's kind of rude to leave your significant other in the middle of a date. But the worst part?]

[It keeps happening.]

[Whatever is doing this isn't content to let him stay in one place for very long. He keeps disappearing and reappearing with a quiet "zap!" every few of minutes, sometimes appearing back at the restaurant and other times appearing someplace else entirely. Dammit, can't a guy just eat in peace? This is terrible.]

[Why on Earth did he box that weird Pokémon he caught last night... better yet, why did he catch it at all?!]

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[ Rarity is in her studio re-stitching an incredibly complex piece of fabric that some ponies ran off with earlier. The piece is small and detailed, her glasses are on, and she's got her tongue between her teeth. Everything could go wrong if she doesn't-

GLITCH.

John's sudden arrival causes the needle to slip, pricking her finger. More importantly, there's now someone else in her room, so Rarity's gonna let out a startled scream, kay? Kay. ]

[Yeah nobody really expects a soaking wet kid to show up in their room randomly do they? Though, to be honest John is glad that Rarity's reaction is merely screaming as opposed to sticking a knife in his face, blasting him with a shower head, or offering him cake. Screaming he can totally deal with.]

[He sounds apologetic as he puts his hands up in front of him, as though trying to will her to stop screaming somehow by moving his hands back and forth.]

Ah, sorry! I didn't mean to scare you! Please stop screaming, I promise I am not going to hurt you or anything.

[ He's waving water everywhere, things just got worse. ]

Stop moving! Stand over there! Back up! You're getting water over everything!

[ She scrambles for a pile of white fabric, somewhere anywhere to stop the blood dripping from her finger. She just wanted a quiet afternoon. ]

Okay, okay! Backing up, yeah! [He does as asked, scooting back to what he hopes is a safe distance where he's not going to drip on things. He's fortunately had a bit of time to air dry but...] Sorry! Again!

[That's something both John and Rarity have in common. They both wanted quiet afternoons. Hows that working for you, guys?]

[ Blood flying from a hastily-blotted scrap of white fabric, Rarity scrambles around the room finding the wet pieces and hanging them to dry in the window. Thread trails behind her from the neglected needle, now stuck in her dress. She shoots a dirty look at him. ]

And just what are you doing here?

I wish I had an answer to that but I don't. See, funny story: I don't have any control over this? I just kind of keep warping all over the place whether I want to or not. Which I don't.

[It's kind of a problem.]

So uh... yeah. It's actually not a funny story at all, I lied.

Oh! ... Well, no harm done. Not much, anyway. [ She glances at the clothes drying in the sun. ]

You know, that's the sort of power that would be particularly useful if you could just learn to control it.

Haha, yeah I know right? Traveling would be a a breeze! Or a snap. Literally a snap. A zap. Basically it would be great. Buuuuut I don't think it's going to happen. Just a hunch.

[Considering how this place is normally with powers...]

My name is John by the way. Since I figure it would be polite to at least tell you that much after scaring the crap out of you and making you prick yourself. What are you doing by the way, sewing clothes or something?

Oh... [ She unwraps the fabric and peers at it. ] It doesn't feel so bad. [ Blood trickles down from her hand; she quickly moves it over her desk so that it doesn't ruin any of her clothes. ]

It's a pleasure, John! My name is Rarity, and you've just arrived in my studio, where-

[ wait a minute. Rarity freezes. ]

John. John... egg? Something like that?

Um, close! Egbert, actually. But yes, that's me! Unless there is somebody else running around here named John Egsomething that I don't know about. Which I would be stunned if I had missed.

[He's never even met another John let alone someone with a similar surname.]

Why? Are we about to have an "It's a Small World" moment here or something? Like a friend of a friend type deal?

I've met your friends. With the, ah... [ she points to the top of her head ] hair.

With the h-- oh! [It took him a second but hey, it's hard to forget something that he himself did.] Hahaha! You mean Rose and Dave? Aka: Slime Green and Flamingo Pink?

It's very serious! You caused them both a significant fashion crisis.

[ She glances down at her fabrics and moves them protectively away from him. ]

I don't even want to think what you'd get up to if you met Pinkie and Rainbo--

[ stops herself. Sweet Celestia these three together would be chaos. Catastrophe. Why is she speaking ]

Hey now, you say that without knowing all the facts! First of all, they did it to themselves! All I did was switch their shampoo. And secondly, I will have you know that Rose caused me a very significant fashion crisis first.

[She put him in a Lolita dress while he was unconscious, okay? There are just somethings you don't do to a man. Some lines you just don't cross.]

And Dave... well Dave did something else that had nothing to do with fashion. I just couldn't resist getting them both with the same thing since they are siblings and all.

I think I have met someone named Pinkie though, the name is ringing a bell. [He scrunches his face up, trying to recall a conversation he had over a year ago about parties that, fortunately for everyone in Johto, never actually lead to a terrible friendship being formed. Pinkie disappeared a little too early for that.] Shit, now where have I heard that...

[ Well, now she's put her hoof in it. She rolls her eyes. ] Oh, very well. Pinkie Pie is a dear friend of mine, and along with Rainbow Dash they are two of the most terrible pranksters Ponyville has ever known. But don't you get any ideas!

I suppose that as long as the pranks wasn't permanent, there's no harm done. In the long run, anyway.

Ah! [John snaps his fingers.] She's the one who likes to bake and throws parties, right? I didn't know she was a prankster too! Hehehehe...

[This changes everything.]

Yeah it wasn't permanent though, jeez I am not that mean. It will wash out eventually. [More like it will be completely undone by a time-skip canon update, but semantics.] Pranks aren't meant to be malicious, they are all in good fu--

[ZAP!]

[A few minutes after John's disappearance, Rarity receives a text.]

the word i was looking for there was "fun", sorry about that.
like i said though: no control.
anyway, it was nice meeting you rarity, let's talk again some time, ok? :)
hehehehe.

The pleasure was all mine, John. But I shall be watching out for you and Pinkie in the future. I don't know what I've done helping the two of you find each other!

Hehehe, only good things, probably. Though allow me to potentially return the favor in a way.

Have you ever met a girl named Kanaya Maryam? She's about my age, really tall with short black hair? Types in green and is really fond of using the shift key?

No, I... don't believe so. Kanaya, you say? Should I know her?

Yes, Kanaya. She's a friend from my world and she's a very talented um... I believe the word is seamstress? In any case, she likes designing and making clothes. Especially dresses, from what I gather.

And even though you never actually answered my question, I am not blind. So I am fairly certain that the same holds true for you! So I get the feeling that the two of you would probably hit it off well and also make some pretty kickass fashion designs? Who knows.

[He just figured that since Rarity gave him the name of a potential prankmigo, it would only be fair to give the name of a fashionpal in return.]

That... is very perceptive of you, John. I shall contact her at my earliest convenience. Conferring with a fellow fashion designer sounds absolutely lovely.

[ Trying not to squee outwardly. John you are the best. ]

[He has his moments.]

Sounds like a plan! Oh, honestly the easiest way to recognize her is by the way she talks. She kind of like... enunciates everything very clearly. Like basically just picture every word she says as starting with a capital letter. Which is, incidentally, how she types if that happens to come up before her face does. Jade green text!

I believe that would rather stand out among the many messages that litter my inbox every day. I'm glad to hear somepony else speaks with the sort of aplomb and care that befits an artiste!

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