“Ugh, Rarity how much longer is this gonna take?!” She was fitting me for my dress for the Grand Galloping Gala. It must’ve been what? A month away or something.
“Now Rainbow Dash you know that this needs to be absolutely perfect for the gala. Besides, I think we both know who the expert here is.” I remember, of course. Those designs might have been some of the worst dress I have ever seen.
“I know” I mutter, I don’t like to admit it, but she sounds cute when she’s bragging about her fashion skills. It sounds so naive, but I’d be lying if I said that I never did that. I don’t know, everything about her, somepony who cares more about her looks than anypony I know.
It’s hard to admit, it even took me a while to accept it myself. I think I might have a crush on Rarity, which is so lame! I mean come on, me? Having a crush on anypony is such a ridiculous idea. I’m Rainbow Dash, the most awesome mare in Ponyville. If I wanted to, I bet I could have any stallion or mare.
“Rainbow Dash, stand still.” She then started to tighten the midsection of my dress.
“Too tight!” It was really pushing into me and kind of crunching my wings a bit. “Don’t you think that might be a bit much?”
“Oh now you’re giving advice. Last time I tried to get you to give me what you wanted for your dress, all I got was 20 percent cooler.” She gave a short giggle at me. I swear ever since I said that, she’ll never let me live it down. I don’t know the first thing about fashion or what colors look best together. I tried so hard to try to look cool in front of her, but when she asked me what I wanted better about my dress I just wanted it to be cooler. She kept asking and asking I just needed something that would keep her quiet. That was the dumbest thing I have ever said in my life.
I mean come on, 20 percent cooler!? That was so lame I just wanted to die, especially since I said it to her. I guess that’s what they mean when they say that you can some of the dumbest things to your crush. Ugh there I go and say that word again. I don’t know why I feel this way about her. When I first met her, she didn’t seem like somepony that’d I would even call a friend. Now here we are, best friends, and me feeling something I never thought I’d ever feel.
It also sucks that Rarity is always asking me to be one of her models. Not like the time when she asked Fluttershy to showcase her outfits, but somepony that she can use to make sure any clothes will fit her clients. She says that’s because most ponies have my body type, whatever that means. I don’t why she can’t find somepony else to do it. She should know me enough that fashion is not my style, it’s flying and last time I checked, getting fitted for a dress means you can’t fly. I guess it’s because of the fact that it free when I do it and I don’t exactly say no.
If I’m going to be honest to myself, I kind of like this. Not the being in dresses part. That still lame, but just being close to her. Having her work to close to me getting her hooves all over me and not knowing that I’m enjoying it. Those hooves though, if I didn’t know any better I swear that she actually enjoys doing this to me. Maybe she likes me too? No, that’s just wishful thinking. I mean if she felt that way, wouldn’t she just tell me? She seems to be the mare that would straight up tell somepony that she wants to go out.
Maybe it’s because we’re friends. Of course, she doesn’t want to ruin anything between us and the others. I’m sure they’re fine with us getting together. That’s it then, it’s final. I’m gonna ask her to be with me when we go the gala. It’s a perfect plan, when we’re finished here I’ll just say ‘Rarity would you like to be with me at the gala’ then she’ll say yes and it’d be great. What’s the worst that could happen?
“Okay, Rainbow Dash, finished.” Oh no, not now! I’m not ready. Maybe I won’t do it now. No, I’m gonna do it. I’m Rainbow Dash, best mare in Ponyville. Let’s get out of this silly dress and then I give it to her.
“So Rarity, got any plans for the Gala?”
“Oh I nearly forgot about what I’m going to do when I get there. I suppose helping all you girls with your dress have kept me from taking care of myself on that matter.” Yes!
“Well maybe you’d like to spend it with me?” This is it.
“With you and the wonderbolts?” drat, I forgot about that. Maybe I can try to work around that. “Don’t worry about it dear. I just remember what I was going to do when I got to the Gala. And here he is.” She then shoved this picture of some stallion in my face.
“Who’s this?”
“Oh this is Prince Blueblood. I’m going to be to see him and we’re just are going to hit it off.” What?! No she could possibly. “It’ll be so much fun! Imagine me marrying him and becoming a princess.” She gave such a cute squeal it almost made my wings pop out. It a good thing I’ve gotten good control on those things. “Ooh, and when she do get together I’ll be sure that you and the girls will be my bridesmaids at the wedding!” Wedding?
“Whoopee.” That was all I could muster up. Everything she just told me was completely devastating. She doesn’t like me, she doesn’t even like mares. Even if she did, there’s no way I could ever compete against a prince.
“The Gala will be so much fun! And I sure you’ll love the time you spend with the wonderbolts.”
“Yea, it’d be tons of fun.” I just won’t be spending my time with the mare I want.
Author's Note
I was going to originally write this for this: http://www.fimfiction.net/group/203586/celebrating-fun-support-group/thread/113393/weekly-challenge-517524
As you can tell I missed that deadline by way too long, but the story idea I had stuck with me so I finally got around to writing this.
