Condensation formed at the tips of Rainbow Dash's primary feathers, forming a spiraling helix of white water vapor almost vertically into the sky as she twisted upward through the cloud layer. If it weren't for the darkness and the backdrop of dark grey cloud cover, it would have been an impressive sight. Rainbow Dash didn't care that nobody would see it; she was going fast. It had been a long time since she really went fast.

The last time she had gone fast like this the mayor had tried to villanize her; turns out being an element of harmony was a good excuse to use as an out for trouble; It was one of the few things Rainbow Dash liked about being an element. Being an element of harmony had gotten stale over the last two years; Solving street corner stage plays and rescuing buildings wasn't why she was an element. Rainbow knew it was unhealthy to hold back and hide who she was, but if the price was destroying the elements of harmony, what could she do?

Dash imagined a contract. 'To be an element of harmony you must:' Then the contract would list all the great things being an element; all the glory and fame. Being revered as a hero and being loved and known as a savior not only of the country, but of the planet numerous times over.

But there was fine print.

'Agreeing to become an element of harmony may involve saving old, past their prime buildings, helping people buy others birthday presents and hours of unpaid manual labor. Warning: becoming an element of Harmony may cause complete inability of self expression, spiritual or sexual freedom. Elements will receive no holidays or medical leave, and are effectively on call for Equestria. Signing below proves you agree to these conditions.'

A looming white blur, that vaguely resembled a huge pony hoofed a quill across a large equally blurry desk, the quill coming into focus as it rested next to the contract. Rainbow Dash picked up the quill and paused, thinking for a moment.

She looked to the dotted line at the bottom of the contract. 'Sign here.'

Rainbow thought about it, a white unicorn, a grey Pegasus. A Sad blue mare briefly flashed through her mind, her features blurred in time.

Rainbow slowly moved her quill to the page, but halted, not even centimeter above the contract.

No.

No thank you.

I'm not the right pony.

Dash pulled her quill away, placing it gently next to the parchment. In a polite, resigning voice she spoke. "I'm sorry, I just don't think this is for me. Thank you for the opportunity." Her voice was heavily distorted, as if she were underwater. Rainbow Dash gave a polite smile as she stood from the blurry, dark desk.

The pegasus punched through a cloud layer that within seconds sealed itself, she could hear drums and electric guitar muffled and distorted though the doors of the bar she had landed outside. Not even seven O'clock and she already spotted more than one pony too drunk to walk straight, milling about outside the Twelve string. Ponies were smoking outside the doors, a couple in the darkness were engaging in a heavy tongue wrestle, and from the way they were holding each other, perhaps more.

Saturday was a big night for the Twelve string.

"Oh hey Dash." Came the familiarly unfamiliar voice of Dust Devil, Rainbow Turned.

"Dusty," She smiled. "What's going on?"

"Oh you know this and that." Said the brown mare as two more ponies landed in the darkness further back on the cloud floor. "Stormy and Scott should be here soon." Like magic, Stormwalker and Great Scott trotted out of the darkness.

"Sup." Stormwalker said coolly as she dropped her cigarette onto he cloud layer, letting the moisture fizzle it out. Her cool smile seemed to linger on Rainbow Dash.

She is pretty.

As the others began to talk amongst themselves, Rainbow zoned out, taking in Stormwalker. She had to admit -to herself- she was pretty, and her body was a little beyond that. Rainbow figured that if it weren't for her smoking she and her would probably make a good match. But smoking was a small detail Rainbow could overlook for the time being, it if it meant she got to look over Stormy.

Its the confidence.

Rainbow sighed as she imagined flying through the clouds with the mare, dodging and weaving through the sky, the cool air on her coat and the smile on Stormwalkers face. That cocky smile that said 'race ya', but would inevitably turn to one of 'I'll getcha next time'. Rainbow was faster, after all.

Then again, I really don't know anything about her…

You're also an element.

Rainbow held back a sigh as her mind began to rattle.

You're an element, so you're in the closet for this ride.

I cant stay in the closet forever.

And if it breaks your friendships? What about the Elements of harmony? What's more important, You? Or the Elements of Harmony. You or Equestria?

Im already out of the closet anyway... Kinda

You're still as closeted as you were a month ago, telling one more pony isn't 'out of the closet'. It's just one bad decision.

"Dash?" Rainbows ears perked up at her name, she looked to Stormwalker, Scott and Dusty were already heading inside. "You comin'?"

Dash shook her head, shoving the thoughts to the corners of her mind. "Yeah, sorry." Dash smiled sheepishly as she followed the gunmetal mare.

Rainbow Dash stood from the desk, pushing it away. "Ow." Came her wavering, detached voice. The pegasus looked at her hoof, a small paper cut just below her hoof nail was slowly beading with blood. She moved the hoof back to get a closer look but the action disrupted the cut. A single drop of blood fell, for a moment, it was all Rainbow could see. It fell for what felt like an eternity before falling silently onto the page.

'Sign here'

The fleck spattered as it connected with the paper. "No, wait!" Rainbow reached out to grasp the paper, tear it to shreds or burn it; but before she could even touch it was in the hooves of the huge blurry pony. "I didn’t mea-!" Rainbow tried, her garbled voice was cut off by a deep, twisted voice.

It sounded as if ten ponies were talking all at once, each of them at different pitches and accents.

No, not quite ten.

"Don't worry, It’s only for life." Came the dark, broken voices, working together to make one sound.

"Dash!"

"Huh!?" Rainbow looked up, they had walked through the door of the twelve string. Rainbow was all of a sudden aware how loud it was, the band on stage playing a rock song Rainbow could swear she had heard before and the din of ponies talking and laughing was extremely polarizing from the relative peacefulness of outside.

"You okay, hon?" Stormy asked as she gently steadied Rainbow with a wing. A warm wing, Rainbow Dash mentally noted. "You’re all over the place tonight."

Dash closed her eyes tightly, trying to dispel the bizarre daydream and the thoughts that were rapidly pushing for attention in her brain. "Yeah sorry," Rainbow smiled at Stormy. "I guess I’m tired."

"That's not the attitude." Stormy said as she gave an exited smile "Sleeping's for later, now's for drinking!"

Her smile was infectious, Rainbow knew she couldn't spend much, she wasn't sure if she'd been paid yet, after all. But she could definitely have a few drinks and have some fun. Somehow she was having trouble forgetting about the daydream she had just had. For a moment, a tiny moment, Rainbow reflected.

I never got a choice.

Her smile faltered once more, she saw Stormwalker tilt her head to the side worry falling back to the grey mares features. Dash once more pushed the thoughts out of her head, she could worry about that later.

Stormy's right. Tonight is for fun.

"So," Rainbow's expression morphed into a cocky grin as she looked to Stormy. "First rounds on you?”

* * * * * *

The snow white unicorn rolled onto her back staring at the ceiling. The fire crackled behind her as she thoroughly inspected the ceiling of carousel boutiques main room. Despite the ambient white noise, it was still too quiet, leaving Rarity alone with her thoughts.

Why did she look at me like that?

She recalled, she had invited Dash into her bed and the blue mare looked at her as if she had two heads.

I guess it was kind of a weird thing to propose.

Rarity hadn't invited Dash into her bed regarding anything sexual, as much as the idea exited her. She just thought it a nice gesture, to get the blue mare out of the cold.

The white mare blew out a huff as she dispelled the thoughts.

I just want...

What do I want?

Did she want to have a relationship with Dash? Not that that was possible according to the blue mare, but hypothetically would it work between them? Rarity looked to the future, in five years time, where would they be? Would Rarity own more than one boutique? Would Rainbow Dash be a Wonderbolt? Would they still see each other?

Your lonely.

Rarity rolled over onto her stomach. Her restleess brain feeding her doubt, it was nothing she hadn't thought through before. She had been lonely for a long time.

The mare continued her train of thought, silently musing and drowning herself, until she couldn't take it anymore. The boutique was too quiet and it was far too easy for the unicorn to over think in silence. There was a reason the gramophone was close to where she worked. Using her magic she gently flicked the device on, but rather than laying the needle down to the vinyl, she pressed and twisted one of the knobs on the front.

For a long time the Radio enchanted into the gramophone hadn’t worked, but after some gentle persuasion, Rarity had managed to fix it.

She remembered how much her hoof hurt when she thumped it.

The mare stood as the crackling interference faded from the stallion’s voice that moved through the room. The disc jockey rambled on for a time about the predicament Sapphire shores had landed herself in - something about a relationship scandal -Rarity hadn’t caught the first half of the article. Canterlots easy listening station was about as much celebrity gossip and advertisements as it was music, but it was noise, something that could stop the white mare from thinking too hard. She trotted to her designing desk and levitated a blank page and stick of charcoal, sketching a mares head.

She sketched a beanie onto it, focusing hard on how the hair could be worn. She sketched it over and over all from different angles before she finally looked down and let out a breath. Just as the mare was riffling through spools of wool, trying to remember the colour she used on Dash's sweater the stallion on the radio finished his spiel about who Hoity Toity's entourage was at the last ball of nobles, and introduced a new song.

"-have decided to name their new baby colt, Hogarth. What a name. Alright, well that’s all for celebrity news for now. You're listening to Easy Listening Canterlot and this is one of the newer artists out of Grifinstone, Leroy Crown with Dreaming again.

Rarity found the spool she was looking for, a light beige, off white to match Rainbows sweater. She didn’t focus on the music as she began knitting, it had always been hard for her to start a knit piece, but soon she fell into a rhythm. The mare wasn’t focusing on the lyrics of the song that played in the background, just enjoying the soft finger-picking of guitar. This certainly was an easy listening station, the song projecting a calm air through the room.

The song seemed a touch too folky for Rarity’s tastes, but she didn’t mind. Variety is why the Radio existed after all. After a time the gentle deep voice of the griffin pricked Rarity’s interest as the song changed tempo, slowing slightly to a walking pace. There was a certain sadness in the griffins voice as Rarity finally let the lyrics break though her concentration.

Don't you know I had a dream last night, everything was still.
You were by my side so soft and warm.
I dreamed that we were lovers, in the heavy autumn rain.
But when I woke up, I found, that again;
I had been dreaming, dreaming again.

The finger-picking guitar walked again from the horn shaped speaker as Rarity’s action halted - the needles hung in suspension above her desk.

That-

The white mare let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding.

A shiver ran down her spine as the song slowed to an end, the griffins voice long faded from the song. She wanted to reflect, focus on how uncanny the lyrics were, how convenient and equally painful. A song about dreaming that you were sleeping next to someone, feeling their warmth and their breathing, and waking only to discover that it was just that. A dream.

It was cruel. Rarity wanted to reflect on how cruel the griffin was for writing such a thing, but at the same time, she knew the song was written of personal experience and couldn’t help but to empathize.

When it came to being lonely, she wasn’t alone.

Instead, her head twisted to where the gramophone sat upon its table, and with a purposeful flick of magic, she switched it off.

* * * * * *

Rainbow was almost certain that her head and eyes were still, but for some reason the room drifted ever so slightly to the left.

"Yo, Dash, ya'll 'right?" Dusty asked from across the booth. "You're spacing out."

"Yeah," Stormwalker cleared her throat. "You've been doing that a lot tonight, you feeling okay?"

Dash looked up, suddenly brought back to reality, she looked across the table to Dusty and Great Scott, then to her left to Stormwalker. "Yeah." Dash gave a surly smile. "I'm a little pissed."

Expressions of worry morphed into smiles and laughter at her comment. Rainbow wasn't what she would call 'pissed', but she was certainly on the right track.

"How many have you had?" Scott laughed.

Rainbow creased her brow, focusing was made difficult what with all the dancing ponies and loud music. "Umm. Four? I think? Five maybe." Rainbow smiled.

"Geez Dash, I'd have picked you for someone who could hold their liquor?" Stormy teased, a grin plastered on her face.

"What are you talking about? Im fine, just, you know." Rainbow held her hooves centimetres apart over the tabletop. "A little bit pissed." A chorus of chuckling was her response. “What?” As the laughter continued a Shudder overwhelmed everyone at the the booth, their bodies taken by the thumping beat the music had changed to.

All eyes were on the stage, where a DJ had set up and had taken control in the hope to get everyone moving. “Ohh, snap” Stormwalker laughed, “Time to dance, c’mon Dash.”

Rainbow felt her cheeks get hot at the proclamation. “Uhh I don’t know, Dancing really isn’t my thing.”

“Sure it is,” Stormy didn’t care. “C’mon, let’s go.” Stormwalker leaned across the table, and with a suave glide, snatched Rainbow Dash’s hoof and pulled her from her seat.

* * * * * * *

Twilight, would you chill out.”

Twilight moved her hooves around the map table, her horn glowing as the image of Ponyville grew, the alicorn focused on the two floating cutie marks hovering above carousel boutique.

“Go to bed, Spike, Its past your bedtime.” Twilight answered, there were bags under the eyes of the purple mare, her mane was a mess and her face unwashed. Clearly she was stressed about something.

“Its past yours too.” Spike cocked an eyebrow. “Why is this so important anyway? So what. The map had you save a building. Hooray!”

“But that’s just it Spike. We’re the elements of harmony! We banish evil spirits and destroy chaos at its source. We don’t save buildings! That’s what a city council does, and clearly they didn’t want to save it! Who cares about some old building?” The words left Twilights mouth faster than she could think them through.

“Twilight! Where the hell is this coming from?” Spike reeled. “I thought you cared.”

“Ugh.” Twilight let out a heavy sigh as her face gently met the table as the mare deflated. “I didn’t mean that Spike. I do care, but why the elements of harmony?”

“Who else?” The dragon put a hand on the mares shoulder to comfort her. The comment seemed to quell some of the alicorns frustration. “But what does this have to do with Rarity and Rainbow Dash?” Spike asked, looking to the map, the minimalised images of Rarity and Rainbow Dash spun together gently atop the roof of carousel boutique.

Twilight let out another sigh. “I don’t know.” Twilight paused. “I cant help but feel as though it was all part of one single problem.”

“What, like they were supposed to come with you to Vanhoover?”

“No. Well. Maybe. Urgh!” Twilight’s horn flashed and the map disappeared, showing the grey slate of the table. “Why haven’t they found their problem yet?”

Spike shrugged as he walked away from the mare, a smokey yawn coming from the little dragon. “Well I know they’ve been looking. I saw them asking people in the street, not that it matters; its Ponyville, there are what? Less than a thousand ponies living here? If someone had a problem they’d know about it by now.”

The statement gave pause the the purple mare, lifting her head off her desk, her horn glowed once more. The map springing back to life. With a critical eye the mare inspected the two cutie marks. Hovering directly above carousel boutique.

“Spike, do you remember when I first found out we needed to go to Vanhoover? Twilight asked, her tone serious as could be.

“Uh kinda, why?” The dragon looked perplexed.

“Do you remember where our cutie marks were?” Twilights eyes narrowed as she moved the map around once more, enlarging the image of Carousel boutique until the building took up the grand majority of the table. The cutie marks remained directly above the building.

“Yeah, over Vanhoover, why?”

“Not over any building in particular?” Twilights eyes widened as she suspected the answer.

Spike thought for a moment, rubbing his chin. “Hmm, nope, I remember it because you said ‘how are we supposed to isolate one single problem in Vanhoover’ and then you went on about how big the city was an-“

“So how come Rarity and Rainbow Dash’s cutie marks are so isolated above the boutique?” It wasn’t a question. Twilight knew the answer.

Spike looked to the map, noticing how close Twilight had gotten to the boutique and how small the cutie marks still were. “Huh. That’s weird.”

“No spike.” Twilight sat up straight as the clouds in her mind parted. “We weren’t supposed ot go to Vanhoover to save a building.” Spike cocked an eyebrow. “We went to Vanhoover because the map wanted us to get out of town.”

Spike squinted slightly as he thought about that. “What? Why?”

“The map needed us to get out of town so Rainbow Dash only had one place to turn, drawing them closer, Vanhoover was a red herring, Rarity and Rainbow Dash’s friendship problem isn’t one they have to look for, its their own.”

“But Rarity and Rainbow Dash are closer than ever, you said so yourself. Unless their right and Rainbows house being condemned is why they’re on the map. After all, you just had to save a building in Vanhoover, maybe they need to save one here.” Spike reasoned, trying to calm Twilight enough to get her to go to bed.

Twilight let out one final sigh, doubt weighing heavily on her mind. “I hope you’re right spike.”

* * * * * * *

Rainbow Dash danced to the thumping musical din on the dancefloor, soon after the live music had finished Stormwalker had convinced her, along with dusty and Scott to dance to the thumping electronic beat. Rainbow Dash didn't know how long she had been dancing, but she knew she was getting sore.

Ponies danced and jumped and grinded all around them, it was easy to tell what ponies were drunk and what ponies were on drugs. More than a couple ponies were covered in glow rings and necklaces cutting shaped with their front hooves and wings, throwing their heads back as the let the beat take over their bodies. Glow in the dark limbs cutting shapes through the darkness everywhere.

Rainbows party was on the former side, bumping and grinding with very little coordination or skill as the track died down, only to be smoothly transitioned into another EDM trackwith the same beat.

Dash was drunk, well and truly at this point. She was certain that she told Stormy she wouldn’t be out too late but the night was heading on eleven. She’d had a good time, genuinely. The thought of going out with work colleagues to a bar had originally sounded less than over exiting for the mare, thankfully she had proved herself wrong.

“Yo Dash!” Rainbow felt herself shudder as a soft mare bumped sides with her. Rainbow turned to face Stormy as she looked off somewhere in delight. “Check it out.” Rainbow followed her gaze.

About five meters in front of them, Great Scott and Dusty were dancing awfully close to one another. Dancing perhaps not the correct word. Grinding would be more akin to what they were doing. Rainbow eyes went wide. “Ohh shit! Haha!”

“About time they did that.” Stomwalker smiled. “Slip it in Scotty!”

Rainbow chocked on her laughter and looked to the pair, neither noticed over the din.

“Hey, Imma go grab some fresh air. ‘Is funky in here.” Stormy stumbled over her words as she turned, she flicked Rainbow with the tip of her tail as she headed for the exit. Rainbow felt a pang of excitement in her stomach.

Fresh air does sound nice.

Without thinking, Rainbow followed.

The backside of the twelve string was interesting, there was a dumpster to the side of the bulding and a fair amount of open space around before the foundation cloud ended.

The only other ponies around were a few sitting on the steps of the bar, smoking out on the edge of the cloud or making… exited noises from the shadowy parts of the building mysterious perimeter. Rainbow saw stormwalker up ahead, she was lighting a cigarette as she headed for the clouds edge. Dash trotted to catch up.

“Fresh air huh.” Stormwalker turned to see a smirking Rainbow Dash close in behind her.

“Yeah well I mean. Cigarettes are kinda like fresh air.” Stormwalker turned to face Rainbow Dash. “How you doing?”

“I'm pretty wasted.” Rainbow smiled. “You?”

“Yeah… we drank a lot.” Stormy and Rainbow broke down into giggles. Before the two trailed off into silence and let the feeling of the chilly air take them for a moment. Rainbow realized she left her jumper in the booth, but the alcohol was keeping her warm enough for the time being.

“Yo, you got the time?” Rainbow asked.

Its about time I got home. Rarity would be asleep by now.

“Yeah.” Stormwalker looked at her watch. “Eleven-twenty.”

Rainbow smiled “Who wears a watch anyway?” Rainbow poked out her tounge, trying to spark some friendly banter. “Nerd alert.” Rainbow said cooly.

“Lesbians.” Stormwalker smiled. "Its the language of fashion, Dashie." Rainbow rolled her eyes.

“Not all lesbians wear watches and plad shirts, Stormy.” Rainbow looked away with a smile on her face.

“Well they're either lesbians, or cold, busy mares. Either way, with a haircut like this.” Stormwalker Gestured to her jagged cut mane. "Ponies get the picture. You on the other hoof" As the grey mare curled up her wing, she let her longest primary's drag lazily across Rainbows flank. "Try to hide."

Rainbows eyes widened as her drunken brain tried to fight off the horniness for long enough to register that. "Wait, how did-?"

She figured me out!

“You have what my high school equestrian teacher used to call, 'wandering eyes', Rainbow Dash.” Stormwalker smiked as Rainbow didn’t pull back when she stepped closer yet. “I got straight A’s in that class if you know what I mean."

What the fuck.

When did she figur-

Fuck.

I cant believe she figured it out.

Ohhh. She's good.

Rainbow could feel her breathing getting heavier as Stormwalker's draped a wing over her back, Feathers tickling her belly. without even thinking, she shuffled closer to the mare, pressing their sides together.

Mmm warm. Soft.

She smells like Cigarettes and fresh laundry.

How does that work?

Rainbow Dash could feel her wings lifting of their own accord as Stormy continued to explore further with her wingtip, slowly but surely making her way lower.Stormwalker raiser her chin and again, without thinking, Rainbow Dash closed the distance and nuzzled into the Grey mares neck.

What the fuck am I doing.

The alcohol aided in ignoring the nattering thoughts as Rainbow Dash lived in the moment, doing what felt right. Stormwalker Met Rainbow Dash's Gaze and her wingtip made contact with a small brass piercing.

Before Rainbow could blink she was being kissed. before a moment had passed her eyes were closed and she was kissing back. I wasnt a cute peck on the lips, and the kiss advanced rapidly until both mares were sitting on the cloud layer, tounges dancing playfully with one another. For a moment Rainbows mind was quiet, and she felt good. Actually good.

Rainbow confused herself for a moment, she tried to think about how she knew he difference between cheap and expensive cigarettes but Stormwalker's wandering wing had reached her inner thigh. Much to Rainbows chagrin Stormwalker broke the contact before going any further.

Something at the moment clicked in Rainbows mind, as if she took a step back out of her body and examined what she was doing.

Making out with a work colleague in public just one day after becoming involved with someone else. In public.

Rarity and I aren’t ‘involved’ we haven't even had sex yet.

And if things got messy with Stormy it wouldnt break the elemtns of harmony, sure my job would be awkward-

Think about this Dash, this is a bad idea. You gotta stop this.

Rainbow cracked an eye open and looked at stormy. She could feel her wings on her belly and thighs, it wasn't until she looked that she realized she had been reciprocating the action with her own wings.

Thinking pointless, kissing the sexy mare is more fulfilling.

What about Rarity.

Rainbow broke the contact. “Hold up a sec.” Stormy stopped kissing Rainbows neck, leaving a small cowlick on her throat.

“What’s up, Dash. You okay.” Stormy looked at Dash with concern plastered on her features.

“I don’t think this is a good idea.” Rainbow looked down.

“What do you mean.” Stormwalkers brow furrowed. “We’re clearly into eachother.” The grey mare paused. “You are into me, aren’t you?”

“Yes!” Rainbow blurted. Truth be told Rainbow wasn’t really into Stormwalker, more just sexually attracted to her. And Drunk.

That’s what being into someone is, right? Sexual Attraction?

Its part of it.

“Yes I am, but I don’t think we should do this tonight.” Rainbow pulled herself away.

“O-okay, but uhh, why?” Stormwalker was downtrodden, nobody likes getting rejected, even if this wasn’t total rejection. “I don’t get it.”

Aw fuck, what do I say.

Just.

Just make some shit up.

“Stormy, look. I'm single. But today I went on a date.” It scared Rainbow how fast she could come up with a believable lie. “I'm not dating anyone but I think she’s kinda special and I wanna see how far this goes.”

“Ohh,” the grey mares face was finally graced by a small smile. “I guess I missed out by that much, huh.”

Oh dammit!

Rainbow cocked her head. “Whats one date? Its not like that, look-" The words carried a confused tone as they unceremoniously rushed out.

Think, then speak.

"I'm sorry, Stormy." Dash's brain struggled to find a way to keep Stormwalker from feeling dejected, the alcohol in her system worsening the empathetic sting. This was too awkward.

Hold up, wandering eyes?

“You really noticed me staring at your butt all those times?”

Smoke came out of Stormys nostrils in short puffs as she laughed through her cigarette. “You really just need to buy some sunglasses, hon.”

Made her laugh, I'm off the hook.

“Shut up.” Rainbow gave a the gunmetal mare a light punch on the shoulder with a partially folded wing. “Your fault for always putting it in front of me.” The comment brought a genuine smile to Stormy's face. “Thanks for inviting me out tonight Stormy, I had fun.”

Stormwalker turned and smiled at Dash once more. “Me too, Dash.”

Rainbow Dash turned to walk back to the Twelve string. She was still very drunk, but she thought it was time she at least attempted to fly home.

Its not awkward, I just think the night is over.

… who am I kidding.

Its totally fucking awkward, Ughhh!

Work is gonna be hell from now on.

The blue mare slipped back inside the bar and looked around. The dancefloor was still packed, but she couldn’t see dusty or scott anywhere. Without looking for them, Rainbow grabbed her sweater from their booth and walked out the front door, giving her wings an experimental flap.

Right, now all I gotta do is figure out how these damn things work.

0o0o0o0o0o0o0o

A white unicorn walked the stalls of the Ponyville market, smiling and saying hello to the people she knew who walked by. Her six gold earrings listened in the sunlight, blinding anypony who looked at her from the wrong angle.

My nose is itchy.

The mare scrunched her muzzle, hoping to somehow scratch the itch with her face.

Damn nose ring. I gotta get rid of this thing.

Rarity’s eyes fell upon one of the many café’s that littered ponyvilles main street.

Coffee.

I think yes.

The little bell above the door chimed as Rarity pushed the door open, walking toward the counter.

“Rarity!” The scrawny brown stallion behind the counter greeted her with a bright smile, a well rehearsed yet somehow genuine display of professionalism. He knew everypony by name. At least, everypony in town who had a crippling addiction to caffine, that is. “The usual?”

“Yes please String Bean.” Rarity smiled brightly as he immediately set to work, his coffee machine hissing steam and that wonderful scent, Rarity smiled as she looked around the little café.

Her eyes fell upon a young mare, not much younger than herself, sipping a steaming mug with a book in front of her as she looked out the window. She was a small, no, petite Pegasus mare with a crème coat and a light pink mane.

The unicorns eyes were drawn however, to the mares left ear. Studded with three silver earings similar to rarity’s in every way aside from colour and symmetry of the other ear. The small mare shifted and her mane fell over her face, only to be brushed back with a hoof.

Who is she?

She’s cute.

To think such a thing had, at some point, been bizzare for Rarity. But not anymore.

I’ve never seen her befor-

“Yeah! Right? Pick a side dude. Filly’s or colts, pretty simple.”

And just like that, Rarity was snapped out of her little daydream, she turned and noticed two mares talking at one of the tables. Their plates were clean and their drinks long finished, but their conversation lingered. Rarity couldn’t stop her eyebrows from furrowing as she eavesdropped.

“So what did you do?” Asked the grey unicorn as she learnt her face on her forehooves.

“Well I tossed him.” The charcoal mare shrugged with her shoulders as her hooves toyed with a napkin. “How do I know he’s not gonna cheat on me with some stallion.

Heaven fucking forfend he cheat on you with a stallion.

Rarity turned away to hide a scowl she couldn’t suppress, her ears still at full attention.

If he cheated on you with another mare, well now that’s okay.

Rarity focused on the steam flowing from the coffee machine, something that would keep eyes from rolling out of her skull.

“Yeah, I don’t get it. The whole bisexual thing just seems a bit selfish to me.” The voice of the grey mare cut back in.

Selfish? You think waking up in the morning and-

Rarity felt a coldness wash over her. As is all the warmth in the world had turned off for just a moment.

…

You think this is easy?..

Rarity looked at the floor of the coffee shop as she tuned out the mares conversation. She didn’t want to hear anymore. She found herself thinking of the stallion. What he was feeling. Did he confess his true nature after building a trust with this mare, only to be dumped days later? There was no tact in that, no pretending that that wasn’t the reason he was dumped. And image of him filled Rarity’s mind, she didn’t know what he looked like, but she could see a stallion looking in a mirror, convinced he was nothing but a horny, indecisive monster by no other than the mare he loved.

Who the fuck wants to be bisexual?

“Miss Rarity?” The voice of string bean cut through her reverie, dissipating the image within her mind. With a jerk of her head she looked up at the barista. “Are you alright? I was worried for a moment.” String bean said with a little smile, trying to lift the mood a little with the expression.

Rarity cleared her throat. “Sorry Bean, I was off with the breezies for a moment.” She smiled at the stallion, a fake smile, but Rarity knew how to hide her emotions. She magically reached out and grasped the cardboard takeaway cup adorned with the café’s logo. She hoofed over some bits and gave one last smile and a word of thanks before walking toward the exit. She passed the two chatting mares on her way out, shooting them a small smile. Both mares returned the gesture.

Go fuck yourselves.

The bell chimed once more as Rarity pushed the door open and took a deep breath. Reasserting her smile, Rarity walked into the mid-morning sunlight.

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

Rarity rolled over in her bed, the boutique was silent, it had been for hours now. Finding sleep had been, and still was a bit of a challenge. The mare had fallen into and out of a semi comfortable doze, but no hint of sound sleep had come her way. Her forelegs were wrapped around a pillow, hugging it loosely. It smelled like pillow.

I wonder when Rainbow Dash is going to get back.

She might be staying at Stormwalkers.

The white mare blew out a sigh.

Who am I to judge, me and her aren’t dating, And stormwalker is an attractive mare. Rainbow can have sex with whoever she wants.

Rarity frowned.

She smelled like cigarettes though.

Clack Clack.

Rarity's ears pricked as she heard knocking on her window. Her telekinesis, flicked a lamp on as she looked through the curtains, Rainbow dash hovered outside her window. Confusion took hold of rarity as she unlocked and slid the window open for the mare. Rainbow Darted in out of the cold, she loudly clipped her hoof on the window sill as she did so.

“Fuck.” Rainbow rubbed her hoof as she landed. "Cant do nothin' right."

“Rainbow Dash, are you alright? Why didn’t you just use the front door?”

“I don’t have a key to your front door, Rares.” Rainbow hickup’ed “I'm sorry I woke you up.”

“Oh no darling, don’t worry about it, I wasn’t asleep anyways.” Rainbow was looking around the room, it looked as though she was trying to figure out where she was. “A little bit to drink, darling?”

Rainbow pursed her lips, trying to hide a smile. “Maybe.” Rarity raised an eyebrow. “Okay, I’m a little pissed.”

Rarity chuckled. “I know darling.” The unicorn flipped back part of the covers, inviting Dash in. “Cold?”

“Me? Nah.” Rainbow arched forward and with a motion of her wings shucked the sweater and draped it over Rarity's dresser. “Not with my sweater anyways.”
Dash slid herself under the duvet and moved in close, Rarity didn’t back away as Rainbow pressed her belly up against her own. The blue mare tucked her head underneath the covers and pressed her face into Rarity’s chest, letting out a small sniffle. Rarity looked down at the mare, Rainbows eyes were half lidded in fatigue, very obviously quite tired.

Heh, cute.

Dash looked up and met eyes with Rarity.

“Comfortable?” Rarity asked, an eyebrow cocked as a smile graced her face.

Rainbow gave a little mumble as she readjusted her hooves, sliding one around Rarity. “Yeh.”

The eye contact held, before Rainbow leaned up and gave Rarity a peck on the lips, surprising the unicorn. Rainbow pushed for another, this time Rarity kissed back. The kiss was longer, Rainbow let her tounge slip out and brush againt Rarity’s lips before once more breaking the contact. Their eyes met once more.

Rainbows groggy mind tried to keep cool as she looked up at Rarity.

Look at her.

Look at us.

Me and Rarity, friends with benefits.

How the fuck did that happen?

…

But we haven't even had sex yet.

A familiar tingling filled Rainbows body at the thought. A feeling she had felt earlier that night, not even an hour ago as she sat on the edge of a cloud, stormwalkers wing gently playing with her undercoat. Rainbow held back on rubbing her haunches together.

We should do that.

Unfortunately for Rainbow, her mouth moved faster than her inebriated mind could censor. “We should fuck.”

Rarity's eyes went wide, sending Rainbow into a fit of giggles as a blush settled over the white mares face. “Wha- bu-?” Rarity stammered, making rainbow laugh harder. “Rainbow Dash!” Rarity said in her best scolding voice.

“C’mon. Lets fuck.” Rainbow poked her tounge out. “M’horny.”

“S-stop saying that!” Rarity said as she turned a deeper shade of pink.

“Saying what? Fuck?” Rainbow smiled as Rarity tried her best to look stern, she couldn’t pull it off however, not with a blush so fierce.

“Where did that even come from!?” Rarity tried to suppress the smile that was creeping onto her features, still trying to look stern. “You really are drunk.”

Rainbow gave a little roll of her eyes before she leaned in and gave Rarity's neck a long slow kiss followed by a gentle bite. She felt Rarity’s sharp inhale and smiled as she moved along the unicorns neck, pecking and nipping.

“Rainbow.”

Dash cut her contact and looked Rarity in the eye again, a soft smile on her face. Her mind was quiet. Rarity looked back, not saying anything. Dash leaned in met Rarity in a deep kiss. The unicorn could feel the Pegasus smile at the returned contact, she mentally noted an odd flavour in Rainbows mouth. Her brows furrowed at the taste of cigarettes, but the thought was quickly blown away when she felt a hoof on her stomach, trailing a small pattern downward. Rarity broke the contact, meeting eyes again.

“Rainbow, you’re drunk.” Rarity frowned.

Rainbows eyes darted to somewhere in the room and back again, clearly thinking about that. “Only a little.”

“I don’t know if-“

“Shh.” Rainbow pressed a hoof up to Rarity’s mouth. “You want to?”

Rarity thought for a moment.

I really do want to.

But she’s drunk, its not right.

Ive had sex drunk before though.

But do I want to?

…

Rarity looked at Rainbow. The blue mares eyes were half lidded as she bit her bottom lip a little. Rarity gave a little nod.

Rainbow smiled as she rolled over, climbing atop Rarity, straddling her lower barrel with her haunches. Rainbows mane hung lazily around her head, streaking down and tickling Raritys nose. Dash reached down and took one of rarity's hooves in her own before lifting it her face and giving it a nuzzle. Rarity raised an eyebrow and the blue mare gently pulled the hoof through her mane, collecting a clump of hair before settling it down atop her head, smiling down at Rarity all the while. Rainbow leaned down to whisper in the unicorns ear.

“Pull hard if your having fun.”

Raritys eyes widened as Rainbow met her eyes once more.

Full of surprises aren’t you Rainbow Dash.

Rarity let out a little laugh. “I always knew you were a kinky bitch.” Dash gave another giggle and winked at the unicorn.

The Pegasus slowly moved down and started to kiss Rarity’s chest, the wet kisses leaving little cowlicks on her coat as she slowly moved down her chest onto her belly, kissing and biting all the while. Rarity let her free hoof join the other, gathering a larger clump of hair as Rainbow slipped entirely under the covers, leaving only Raritys head and shoulders out in heated air of the room. Rainbow Dash was facing another conundrum.

I wonder what she likes?

She'd be all about the soft, slow approach for sure.

Would she?

Rainbow peeked up at Rarity, the mare was biting her lip in anticipation, she looked almost pleading.

Maybe she’s got all kinds of kinky thoughts going on up there.

She’s probably more of a freak than me.

Rainbow smiled as she kept working, gradualy getting lower and lower until she could wrap her forehooves around Raritys haunches, her face inches from Rarity’s sex.

Nah, no way. Too much of a lady.

Rainbow ran a long lick against the white mares inner thigh, relishing the tremble it produced from the mare, she felt Rarity's hooves curl back instinctively, pulling her mane a bit. Rainbow mimicked the action on her other thigh, eliciting a little squeak from the alabaster mare. She bucked her hips a little as Rainbow gently stroked a leg, widening Rarity's position.

guess that’s my Que.

Rainbow peeked up once more, she could barely see Raritys face passed the covers as her mouth watered with a smile.

One long, slow lick.

Rarity’s hindlegs tensed at the touch as she let out a throaty moan, her hooves pulling back on Rainbows mane.

It hurt.

Dash let out a little moan of her own as she felt a familiar warmth from between her legs.

Harder.

Rainbow pressed again, harder. Savouring the unicorns sweet flavour as her muzzle got more and more soaked. As soon as she started, she stopped. Rainbow darted foreward once more at Raritys button, giving it a quick, wet swipe of her tounge. Dash felt her mane go taught again as Rarity drew in a sharp breath, the pain made dash mimic the action. Swift as possible, Rainbow slipped a hoof underneath herself as she let her tongue go back to drawing little circles and crosses against Rarity's pussy. The tip of her hoof drawing circles over herself as she felt her mane getting pulled harder and harder.

Harder!

Dash gasped at the feeling of her own hoof, scratching the itch that had become oh so unbearable. Raritys hooves curled more and more, pulling Dash's mane and eliciting a throughty moan form the bluie mare. The Pegasus unhooked her other hoof of Rarity’s flank, mimicking the actions she was giving herself onto Rarity, drawing small, quick circles over the white mares clit. Rarity’s grip grew tighter forcing a guttural moan from Rainbows throat. Rarity noticed, letting off a bit on the prismatic mares mane.

No!

Dash pulled her lips back, only for an instant, to mutter one broken word. “H-harder.” Her mouth went back to work as the hoof between her legs flicked back and forth over her winking clit.

Rarity thought for a moment.

Harder?

“A-ahh fuck.” Rarity breather as a familiar sensation started to build within her gut.

She wants harder?

Rarity let go of Rainbows hair entirely, rearranging her hooves to gather almost her entire mane in a single, large clump. Rainbow felt herself swallow a lump in her throat before pushing deeper, the little crosses she drew with the tip of her tongue becoming mope rapid and the pressure her hoof applied around Rarity’s clit amplified.

Rarity did as Rainbow said. She pulled hard as she threw her head back at the sensation.

“Ah!” Dash’s pained squeak gave way to giggles as she vigorously ground her hoof against her own dripping cunt, she could feel the sheets beneath her start to dampen.

“Don’t.” Rarity gasped. “Don’t fucking stop.”

The white mare began ever so slightly grinding her hips against Rainbows welcoming mouth and hoof as her cum built more and more rapidly.

“R-Rainbow!” Rarity squealed. Dash felt the muscles in Rarity’s thighs go taught.

Already?

Rainbow smiled.

Fuck I’m good.

Rarity’s hoof dashed down from Rainbows mane and harshly griped the blue hoof against her, holding it steady. It didn’t stop rainbows tongue from darting back and forth against Rarity as the mare came. Her haunches were so wound that a lasting tremor rattled through her hips as her clit winked rapidly. “F-fuuck!”

The orgasm rattled her, and Rainbow slowed her action and bagan a slow licking as Raritys shaking started to level out, reduced to occasional twitches. The white mares hoof let loose Rainbows mane as Dash slowed down to long, slow vertical licks before finally kissing the white mares inner thigh. Her hoof abandoned herself, leaving a sticky mess on herself the sheets beneath her. She hadn’t finished, but she was fine as long as Rarity had enjoyed herself.

Rarity stopped twitching and Rainbow rolled to her side, sliding back up against the panting unicorn. Rarity’s eyes met Rainbows. Her beautiful magenta eyes.

Sweet luna she’s beautiful.

Rainbows mouth was damp but held a soft smile. Rarity was still panting, her heart still thumping in her chest.

Rarity darted over, rolling on her side as she met Rainbow in a vicious lip lock. Their tongues danced as Rarity tasted her own sweet, tang in Rainbows mouth. The contact broke and the two met eyes again. For a long while they stayed like that, just content to hold and be held. Rarity’s breathing had returned almost to normal after a few moments.

“Rainbow.”

“Yeah.” Dash smiled, rarity couldn’t tell if her half lidded eyes were of bliss or drowsiness.

“That was-. I havnt.” Rarity stumbled over her words, not quite knowing what to say.

“Have fun?” Rainbow gave a shake of her her head, settling her mane around her shoulders.

“Yes!” Rarity smiled brightly. “I’ve never…” Rarity trailed off with a roll of her hoof.

“Never what?” Dash asked, re-adjusting to press herself closer to the white unicorn.

“Oral sex has never made me… you know. Before.” Rarity stammered, a blush dusting her cheeks.

“Cum?” Dash slurred.

Rarity rolled her eyes as the coloring on her cheeks intensified. “I had a lot of fun, is what I’m trying to say.” Dash gave a soft hum as she pushed her muzzle into the crook of the unicorn’s neck. “I’ll have to return the favor then.” Rarity caressed Dash’s side with a hoof, awaiting the Pegasus response.

There was no response.

“Rainbow?” Again no response, Rarity stopped before her hoof slipped under the blue mares wing. Rarity leaned back, craning her neck, getting a look at the mare.

Rainbows head rested on their shared pillow, her mouth was open and a small amount of drool threatened to damped the white pillow case, snoring softly.

She fell asleep?

But-

What the fuck.

Maybe she was too drunk.

Rarity shook her head, a small smile on her face.

Silly girl. I'll get her back tommorrow

Rarity snuggled back in, giving a small nuzzle before closing her eyes. The alcohol in Rainbows system was metabolizing at a rate that only a high level athlete could achieve, but with sobriety came clear thoughts, or a clear perception to let the murky thoughts though, rather.

Ha!

I had sex with Rarity!

Rainbow Dash and Rarity. Fuckbuddies.

Whaaaat?

Rarity cocked an eye open as Rainbow made a low chuckling sound before once more drifting out of consciousness.

I fucked Rarity.

…

My head hurts.

…

You are a fucking idiot.

The horrible little voice in Rainbow Dash’s brain spoke, waking as the alcohol metabolised. The mare in her head was scowling. The urge to groan at the voice in her mind was a hard urge to fight, but Rainbow resisted; or perhaps she lacked the energy altogether. Another sensation in her brain made itself all to welcoming for Rainbow Dash, however. The patterns behind her eyelids became smaller and smaller as the dark edges of unconsciousness crept in.

Rainbow didn’t fight it, within seconds, Rainbow Dash out.

Author's Note

Yo, so this fic is cancelled. It not that I lost interest in it. I just kind of hate it. I feel like I could do better. This chapter has been done for like... Two years? ready to be published. I thought if I'm going to cancel this one I should at least semi-edit it and put out at least one sex scene, I owe it Rarity and Rainbow Dash and the readers who long ago gave up hope on this fic. As for where it was headed, well sunday was going to be a lot of sex and emotions, Rainbow Dash was going to have a breakthrough at some point and learn to maybe hate herself a tiny bit less, and beyond that well I might just keep those Ideas for another project.

This Fic suffered the same fate as a lot of fics of the time did. It tried to grow with the show. When I started writing this It was set at the end of season 2, then as season 3 came out and I tried to adapt it to include the new canonical lore of the universe.
But truth be told. Alicorn Twilight and her dumb crystal tree with the dumb hacky table made this fic go a little skew iff.

lo-key, I haven't even watched past season 5, I only two days ago found out the Twilight has become the one true god-ruler of Equestria and will absolutely outlive all her friends. I swear the whole alicorn twilight thing really killed this show for me. If I think back im pretty sure I stopped watching after the episode where it turns out Rainbow Dash is a lawnmowerman-esque savant.

I might have another go at RarityDash, but if i do, it will be set sometime before season 3. and it will be its own cute little slice, and less themed around the whole "coming out" trope and more actual problems lmao. : / Also I will try a little less of the "Write drunk, edit sober" technique and a little more "get a damned editor". A second opinion is always better than a sober one from the same jackass. If anyone is interested in proofreading my pony trash in the future Hit me up.

Guenuenly sorry to anyone who was interested in this.