Rarity had waited months for a chance like that and with no way she would pass on this. "When, when, when?" Rarity said as her eyes scanned for the date, only to freeze up again. "In two days... B-But I c-can't go when I look like this! Then again, I can use the same explanation again. B-But my hoof!" The mare raised her right forehoof with speed and her eyes caught a perfectly shaped hoof. No loose skin, no bone, no nothing was to be found. Just her hoof in the shape it always had been before it was burned by the sun. "B-But how?" Rarity said in a questioning tone to her hoof.