Make Over

When Two Tone was later asked what she thought of her spa day with Chrysalis/Glimmering Gems in my Royal Equestria Security Forces (RESF) dreamscape she described it as being a whirlwind of activity.

True to her word her majesty sent a driver over to pick the zebra up at 9am. Not 8:55 or 9:02. Nope at exactly 9am the doorbell rang at Two Tone's one-bedroom apartment. The mare was still trying to wake up and was on her second cup of coffee when she opened the door.

She was confronted by 2 massive unicorn stallions in suits and sunglasses that were obviously changeling warriors in disguise. Accompanying these well dressed meat walls was the most obnoxiously spunky little earth pony mare that Two Tone had ever seen. With a big too damn happy for this early in the morning smile, and teeth that the zebra swore had to have fucking LEDs in them because they were so white and bright she looked up at the zebra. With a voice that was brimming with boundless potential and enthusiasm this morning terror spoke.

"Good morning to you! You must be Two Tone! Greetings! I'm Shining Ray!" She extended her right hand. Grudgingly the zebra shook it. "Pleased to meet you! I'm to be your personal assistant today! Myself along with these 2 fine gentlestallions." She gestured over her shoulder to the looming mountains of changeling meat. "Are here to take you to your appointment at the Shining Pool Spa and Salon! Miss Glimmering Gems will meet you there. So! Shall we be on your way?"

Two Tone resisted the urge to punch this horrifyingly adorable mare in the face and then slam the door. Having conquered her base urges she grunted. "Let me get my purse and jacket."

The zebra walked down the stairs from her apartment on the second floor to find a battleship of a SUV limousine waiting for her. A real limousine. Not one those overly long, grotesque things that drunken college mares rent during Spring Break so they could ride around in them and stand up through the sunroof while flashing their tits at passersby. No, this was the kind of armored street tank that the Royal Court and Heads of State used.

There was 2 more mountains of security that stood at the front and back of the vehicle. They silently stared at the foals who'd come over look at the limo. With practiced grace the limo doors were opened and everypony climbed in. 3 of security detail sat in the back with Shining Ray and Two Tone. The other rode shotgun up front. When the doors closed on the limo they sounded more solid and armored than the bank vault at Two Tone's local bank.

There was a driver already behind the wheel and he started the engine once everypony was buckled in. Even though Two Tone felt more than heard the motor start up. It reminded her of a time she'd hung out near the main powerplant for Ft. Trotterdale. There was a resonance you could feel in the air and ground even if you couldn't hear anything. By way the limo effortlessly accelerated it probably produced about as much power.

The limo made its way along Sea Stallion Drive until it turned and headed toward the Marina District. This was a part of Ft. Trotterdale that Two Tone had almost no experience with. Unlike the numerous commercial docks the Marina District was one of the most exclusive and wealthy parts of the city. Turning off the street the limo made its way down a long roundabout driveway paved in terra cotta red bricks. The vehicle came to a halt in front a large, single story structure done in the Coastal Contemporary style. White stucco walls, slate blue grey roof, and pale wood steps lead up a pair of double doors of similar pale wood. Overall the look was one of casual, effortless elegance.

As the vehicle came to a halt the security detail quickly but smoothly exited the vehicle. 2 of them held the back doors open for the exiting passengers. The other 2 exited and moved to the front and rear of the vehicle where they came a halt. Hooves at exactly shoulder width apart and arms slight bent so their hands crossed at their waist. All the while the entire security detail kept methodically scanning the surroundings.

As they approached the front doors they opened and 2 more of Chrysalis's meat shields came out accompanied by a middle aged. pale blue unicorn mare in a light teal green sundress. The mare greeted Two Tone with an air of practiced, gracious living. "Hello Two Tone. My name is Sea Foam, and I want to welcome you personally to the Shining Pool Spa and Salon. While you're here at our facilities if you need anything please let Shining Ray know and she'll make sure that it is addressed immediately. Now Glimmering Gems is awaiting us inside. Let us go meet her. Oh, and have you had a chance to partake of breakfast yet?"

"Nope!" Grunted the zebra. "I'm running on 2 cups of coffee and an empty stomach."

"Oh dear that simply won't do!" Sea Foam said. "Well it just so happens that Glimmering Gems is also partaking of refreshments as well. This morning we have a fine spread of dishes for you to enjoy. Let me show you where they are and then you can dine on them out in the atrium garden where Miss Gems is." As they entered the spa 2 of security detail from the limo brought up the rear. The others climbed back into the vehicle and it motored away.

A few minutes later the zebra walked out into a garden area with a plate of food and another cup of coffee. She didn't know what half the shit on her plate was, but it all looked stupidly expensive. She found Chrysalis/Glimmering Gems sitting under the shade of willow tree with another unicorn mare. Both of them looked like they'd stepped out of a page of a fashion magazine. The disguised ruler of the changelings grinned as Two Tone walked up.

"Oh marvelous! You've arrived!" She turned to the other unicorn. "Hem Line this is your project for today." The brick red unicorn peered over the rims of gold frame glasses as she addressed the the zebra.

"Before you sit down could you be so kind as to set plate and cup down on the table, and then please stand with your arms straight out at your sides."

Confused the zebra complied and set her food down and then assumed the T-position. Hem Line's horn flared and from out of her purse something long, pliable, and thin shot out. Two Tone had just a second to recognize it as a measuring tape before it shot toward her like a striking serpent. The tape then started wrapping around her and stretching itself along various parts of the zebra's body. Then just as fast it vanished back into her purse. She picked up the china cup in front of her and took a sip.

"That is all. Now please. Sit down and enjoy your breakfast with us."

Two Tone slowly sat herself down in a wicker chair and looked at Hem Line with a quizzical expression. "Aren't you going to write anything down?"

"Not necessary." Said Hem Line.

"Really?" said the incredulous zebra.

Staring across her gold frame glasses the mare proceeded to deliver a quick series of correct measurements along with a frighteningly accurate estimation of Two Tone's weight. The zebra pursed her lips and nodded her head. The mare knew her shit.

The queen took a sip of her espresso and grinned. "Now Two Tone. Once we've finished our breakfast we can truly start enjoying our day here at the spa. I think you'll find your make over very interesting and enjoyable."

"Uh, what's a make over?" Asked the zebra.

For being a disguised unicorn the changeling still succeeded in flashing a surprisingly toothy predatory grin. "Oh you'll soon find out."