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Fantasia was in their shared room, hmm-ing and ha-ing at a outfit she was trying to put together. The little batwing pegasus was attempting to put together an outfit for a special party she had been invited to.

The young mare had joined a dramatic society and although she had yet to be a production, the little filly had been helping out behind the scenes. Fantasia had been working over a weekend while the play was being put on, spending a few hours here and there helping the actors. Small tasks were given to her like making sure costumes were organized and ready to go, occasionally sewing back a seem that was popping. Of course, she had the actual costumer overlooking her, but Fantasia felt an enormous pride in being able to do little things.

Now that the production was coming to a close, the cast and crew invited Fantasia to come to their wrap-up party. This was her first really big event! Though young, she really wanted to impress and fit in. The outfit she was thinking about wearing was laid out on her bed. It was a simple dress really, a basic little black outfit with a band of white at the top and bottom. The kind of dress that should go with anything, but Fantasia just couldn't make it seem good enough. She wanted glam and it was just falling flat.

"No... no no, this just too, ugh." She held up bits of costume jewelry up, hoping that would make it work, but nothing looked mature enough. "Too childish... too pink.... too rainbow... no no no! Fantasia dumped a small box of various accessories she has acquired from Nocturne. But it was all accessories for clubbing and not as sophisticated as Fantasia wanted. This was her first big party, it had to be just right.

Her red eyes darted to her sister when she appeared, mildly dripping from the shower. "Look at you, you're clean! I forgotten what than you're hair isn't just grey." Fantasia joked, teasing her sister playfully.

Her eyes returned to her outfit and the pile on the dress. "Well, I'm not going to where them ALL at once. You're right that would too gaudy... but I'm trying to see what would go best. I have a party later and I need to look the part of a sophisticated and cultured mare."

Her face under the towel was quite displeased. Flicking the towel off with a shake of her head, Fantasia then picked up the damp thing and hung it in the back of a chair to dry. She the smoothed her hair out and looked at what Labyrinth had come up with.

Which was diddly squat basically. "Yes... Well, little black dresses are the epitome of elegant cocktail outfits...." Honestly, Fantasia wasn't even sure that was true, but she read it in a magazine that it was a must have wardrobe staple and could never go wrong. "But this isn't Halloween! I can't just show up with a bat pinned to me. Sure it's nice... But elegant? Cultured? Refined? Classy? I don't think so... Not for this. I need, I don't know what I need! A ribbon? A necklace? Maybe an antique"

Fantasia fussed, removing the bat and placing different combination on it. "Maybe if I saw what it looked like on." If only Nightshade was home, he was just the right colouring and stayed still long enough that he was always the perfect dress dummy.

"I suppose... modelling it would give a good idea of how it hangs."

Fantasia laughed, hearing her sister say anything regarding fashion was just priceless. "You might have a point, I'm not rubbing off on you am I, or have you been reading a few articles." She wrinkled her nose, delighted that maybe her sister might just be not as much of a lost cause as she original thought. A little cleaning up, a little make up... Suddenly Fantasia imagined her sister doing her own make-up with horrendous blue eye shadow and the worst red lipstick. Fantasia was going to have to make sure to instruct her on what Labyrinth;s tones were.

"You'll tell me if it looks bad right?" Fantasia shimmed the dress on and began moving from one necklace to another... to another. Automatically Fantasia ruled out the colorful pieces, so many clashed with her hair. But she had the worst time deciding between gold and silver, or pearls or delicate black.

Fantasia huffed, glancing at a mirror. "What do you think? Oh who am I kidding... this doesn't go at all." She tossed another piece into a discarded pile.

Truth be told, Fantasia was just as absorbed in her own activity to really notice too much that Labyrinth was 'multitasking'.

"Yes, that'll be everything, unless Momma Wisp has something hidden away... you never know but... that could take days to find something in her things. " It was a dramatic overstatement but potentially also true. She huffed and flopped on the floor. A hoof dramatically slung over her face in a woeful pose. "I'll go and it'll be just like Carrie. " Fantasia put on a high voice " They're all gonna laugh at you, they're all gonna laugh at you... they're all gonna laugh at you."

Fantasia slipped her hoof away and peered at Lab. She wasn't paying attention! "What are you doing?"

Fantasia's eyes glimmered looking at the jewel. It was an antique piece, not over stated and too fancy, but had a simple elegance to it. She nearly reached out to touch it, but knowing it didn't belong to her thought better of it. It was a beautiful piece, and Fantasia couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy that it was probably just going to end up in a display case rather than worn.

"It is lovely!... did you find it or buy it somewhere?" Did Lab know of a store that Fantasia didn't? There was twinge of hope that maybe she could run out a buy something similar. Without thinking Fantasia looking longingly at it and lightly fussed with her dress.

Fantasia squealed with delight as she took the pin and fashioned it just so on her dress. She took a moment to admire the sparkling quality it had, gazing at her reflection in the mirror. The grey bat pegasus beamed, so proud of the look all pulled together.

While over the moon at being given the treasure, she had not forgotten about her sister. Once Fantasia was done priming, she skipped over to Labyrinth and braced her in a warm hug with a light nuzzle to her cheek. "It promise no harm will come of this treasure, and you can have it back as soon as the party is over. I promise no pirate or brigand will disarm me of it."