Royal Lipizzaner Ballet
Feb. 3rd, 2015 10:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
twilightponyI'm back from Canterlot where I had a great time shopping for cloth, thread and wool with Rarity, Fluttershy and Spike. It felt good to prance through the cobbled streets again, sample the old specialty treats and share in the delights with friends with an eye for design. On our way back from acquiring the very best that Canterlot had to offer on Silk Row, we dropped into Hoity Toity's Best of the Best Boutique where some of Rarity's dresses are on display. I'd say that her dresses are a cut above the other garments picked out by Hoity Toity. Rarity was particularly excited about a dress that sparkled with tiny flowers picked out in gemstones. Fluttershy noted that legwarmers were making a comeback. I sure hope not.
Soon after, while walking down the Esplanade, we bumped into Fancy Pants. Not literally bumped into him, but it was a close call, Spike had trouble seeing where he was going under all those boxes and bags. Fancy Pants is fun to talk to, and as he had a few minutes, we stopped at a café for café au lait and éclairs to chat.
We sat at a table outside in the sunlight, conversation wafting lazily over steaming cups coffee brewed to perfection. Spike sitting on our mound of parcels and stuffing himself on éclairs. In passing, Fancy Pants mentioned Rarity's friend, Rainbow Dash, the Trainer of the Wonderbolts. I tried not to choke with laughter on my café au lait while Rarity carefully steered the conversation away to less perilous grounds. Fluttershy was blushing like a beet. Spike looked puzzled for a moment but he caught on. I think his huge grin cancelled out any points his silence may have won him in Rarity's esteem.
Before leaving us, Fancy Pants invited us to the Royal Lipizzaner Ballet, four seats in his box that evening. We accepted and it was wonderful! Muscular stallions stomping, spinning and doing caprioles! What's not to love!
We retired to our rooms at Canterlot Castle late that night, visions of Lipizzaners dancing in our heads. Except maybe Spike. He fell asleep at some point in the third act. I lifted him gently off my back and tucked him into his cot, still fast asleep.
It was fun, but now it feels good to be back home, to my own bed and to my books.
Soon after, while walking down the Esplanade, we bumped into Fancy Pants. Not literally bumped into him, but it was a close call, Spike had trouble seeing where he was going under all those boxes and bags. Fancy Pants is fun to talk to, and as he had a few minutes, we stopped at a café for café au lait and éclairs to chat.
We sat at a table outside in the sunlight, conversation wafting lazily over steaming cups coffee brewed to perfection. Spike sitting on our mound of parcels and stuffing himself on éclairs. In passing, Fancy Pants mentioned Rarity's friend, Rainbow Dash, the Trainer of the Wonderbolts. I tried not to choke with laughter on my café au lait while Rarity carefully steered the conversation away to less perilous grounds. Fluttershy was blushing like a beet. Spike looked puzzled for a moment but he caught on. I think his huge grin cancelled out any points his silence may have won him in Rarity's esteem.
Before leaving us, Fancy Pants invited us to the Royal Lipizzaner Ballet, four seats in his box that evening. We accepted and it was wonderful! Muscular stallions stomping, spinning and doing caprioles! What's not to love!
We retired to our rooms at Canterlot Castle late that night, visions of Lipizzaners dancing in our heads. Except maybe Spike. He fell asleep at some point in the third act. I lifted him gently off my back and tucked him into his cot, still fast asleep.
It was fun, but now it feels good to be back home, to my own bed and to my books.
