A Slight Mishap
Rainbow did all she could to keep herself from breaking out into a cold sweat, but hardly anything had worked. The only thing that had was to absorb her surroundings. In the fitting room of the drama queen herself, Rarity, were strings, ribbons and dresses; all of various shapes, colors and sizes. One thing in particular managed to distract Rainbow. A light blue dress with strips of gold and silver, paired and matched with the most perfect, blue parcel. That one’s pretty cute, Rainbow thought. She had hardly noticed how infectious Rarity’s personality was, and what it was doing to her. Even if she did, it would have only made her feel closer to Rarity.
Rainbow could barely contain the wellspring of giddy that had built up inside her. Rarity’s perfect fingers danced along her skin in the most exquisite fashion, only stopping to take precise measurements and notes.
“Darling, If you don’t hold still I can’t help you find the perfect dress,” Rarity said. Rainbow twitched at the sound of her voice. She couldn’t help but shudder at the feel of Rarity’s velvety smooth touch, or at the very mention of her name. Rarity, she thought, just getting lost in the name itself. Don’t. Her skin began to perspire lightly when she noticed the look of concern on Rarity’s face. It wasn’t her fault that every moment in Rarity’s presence was pure awesomeness.
“Rainbow?” she asked. Rainbow hadn’t noticed that she stopped breathing.
“J-just hurry it up, you know how lame this is for me,” Rainbow said as her usual cool was doused by embarrassment and immaturity. Rainbow couldn’t think whenever Rarity was around.
“Now you can’t rush these things, it takes time to make a good, quality dress,” Rarity said.
Rainbow complained and cursed under her breath before an involuntary ‘eep’ escaped from her lips. Rarity had grazed the small of Rainbow Dash’s back while checking her waist size. Twenty-seven point five. not bad. Rarity thought. Rainbow quickly prevented any other sounds from forming by sealing her fingers over her mouth. You’re losing it, girl, Rainbow inched back, unintentionally.
“Are you sure you’re alright, Rainbow? I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”
Rainbow nodded, unable to speak.
“Perhaps it would be more beneficial to you if I fetched my previous notes on your sizes?” she asked, as she removed her hand from Rainbow’s back.
Woah, movement, Rainbow thought, as she forced herself to smile awkwardly.
“Sure, sounds fine to me,” Rainbow lied through her teeth.
Rarity nodded and dug through drawer after drawer as she whipped out papers that had fairly little meaning to them. All they seemed to be from Rainbow’s perspective were scribbles and useless pictures. That is until Rarity found a picture of Rainbow in her Hearth’s Warming Eve gown. Rainbow’s face lit up bright red and her cheeks began to feel heavy. To her, finding something like that was the most embarrassing thing imaginable. To Rarity, it was just a happy coincidence, nothing out of the ordinary.
“Ah, here’s something,” Rarity said.
Oh, no, no, no, Rainbow panicked. So stupid!
“So that’s where I left my notes, how silly of me.”
Rainbow felt the contents of her stomach lighten in response to such great news. Rarity slid the picture back into the cabinet, hardly noticing a thing.
“So I think I have a few dresses already in your size, perhaps you’d like to take a look around?” Rarity asked. Rainbow gathered what little cool she had left before responding. She’d rather she didn’t make anymore ‘eeps’.
“I think I like the blue one over there,” she said. Rarity turned quickly, causing her glorious, lavender curls to bounce. Rarity’s hair had always given her a great sense of perfection. As if she wasn’t already, of course.
“Oh Rainbow, that isn’t blue, that’s cerulean,” Rarity said.
Cerulean, blue, it’s not important! Rainbow Dash thought, but what came out of her lips was, “Oh, ok, I see it now.”
Rarity was taken aback.
“You do?” she asked. Rarity was genuinely shocked. Rainbow Dash is never polite, she thought, but quickly dismissed it.
Rarity trotted over to the mannequin the dress was mounted on and placed a finger to her plush lips. These things are always so unappealing, she thought. Rarity pondered for several moments on whether or not this dress would match Rainbow’s particular figure. Sure, Rainbow was beautiful on several levels, she just wasn’t certain it would match rainbow’s hair color; or colors. Rainbow, on the other hand, absolutely adored the dress. It was rare that Rainbow liked something girly or nerdy, but when she showed that side of herself, it was something magical. She’d dive in head first, and become absolutely fixated. Still, even if Rainbow insisted with all of her heart, Rarity still couldn’t know for sure if it would compliment her in the most perfect way. After all, if Rarity didn’t absolutely love it, it wasn’t the right dress.
After some more poking and prodding, Rarity made a decision.
“Rainbow, how do you feel about the cerulean dress?” she asked.
Rainbow thought carefully, before answering. “If that isn’t the dress I take home, I don’t take one home at all.”
How very just like you, Rarity smiled. When Rainbow wanted something, she wouldn’t stop until she got it. And if she couldn’t get it, she didn’t want anything else.
“Of course,” Rarity said, “care to try it on?”
Rainbow was so frozen, she practically took on crystalline form. Me? Here? In front of you? she thought. Rainbow didn’t like receiving negative feedback one bit, so putting a usually stunning dress onto her slightly muscular frame in front of the most judgemental person in Equestria was definitely far beyond possible. But this was Rarity, for Celestia’s sake, she was her friend. surely she wouldn’t be too critical.
“I dunno,” Rainbow said, “I-I’ll look ridiculous.”
“Oh, goodness no, darling, you’ll be fine. Besides, if you dislike it, you have the greatest dressmaker in all of Equestria as one of your best friends.” Rarity placed a hand daintily onto rainbow’s shoulder. The sensation alone, combined with Rarity in such close proximity caused Rainbow to blush.
“If you say so,” she said, nervously. Rarity smiled, gingerly removing the dress from the ceramic frame.
“Perfect,” Rarity said, before she sent Rainbow stuttering off to the bedroom.
“Take all the time you need, I’ll be in the fitting room if you need me.” She said as she slid away with poise and serenity. The sway of Rarity’s hips as she walked away and how her hair bounced in contrast to her steady frame; it was almost too much for poor Rainbow Dash. She was at a loss for words; and proper motor function.
She really knows how to make violet work, Rainbow thought, watching intently. It took Rainbow a couple of seconds to realize she was staring, but that didn’t stop her. She watched eagerly as Rarity slowly left her gaze.
I’m so weird, she thought. Creeped out by her own actions, Rainbow took her first look at Rarity’s bedroom door; doors. She has two doors, really? Rainbow knew she had no right to judge. She had just finished watching Rarity all day, but not before having the guilty pleasure of Rarity’s hands all over her rigid, but not altogether unattractive figure. She knew it’d take more than a dress to get Rarity’s attention. Flowers?
Before Rainbow let her train of thought derail any further, she thought she’d at least try on the dress. She could do that much for Rarity, after all.
With a bit more effort that she thought she would need, she forced to dual doors open, revealing what appeared to be a princess’ bedroom chambers. I have to give her more credit, Rainbow thought, to have to open those doors every day, she’s gotta have some mad strength in those thin, pale, creamy… Rainbow slapped her cheeks with an audible ‘thwap’. Stop that! she berated herself.
Rainbow took a few heavy steps over to Rarity’s ultra-queen sized bed. Before she would sit, she thought a quick investigation of Rarity’s tastes would be in order. Several colors that she was bound to mispronounce flared and begged for her attention. What she assumed were yellow, purple, and white appeared to be the main decorative combination here.
‘Darling, those are not just simple, matte colors we’re dealing with, those are gold, violet and pearl,’ Rarity would have said, or at least what Rainbow thought she’d say.
The multi-colored tomboy planted herself onto the mattress, when she noticed something shiny in the other room. Curious, Rainbow Dash slowly traversed the great distance before she found herself feet from another set of large doors. Again? she thought. These doors were different, however. The doors were slatted, and had a decorative autumn finish.
Well this looks important, she thought, mischievously. Inside, she could still see something shining, refracting light. If she hadn’t known any better, she’d say she was in there by the number of prismatic colors that flooded her vision. With little concern of privacy, as is common for Rainbow, she opened the bifold doors and investigated. Honestly, she didn’t know what she was expecting. From ceiling to floor, and scaling along all four walls were clothes by the literal thousand.
Then Rainbow got a bad idea; an infinitely terrible one. If she could just try on a couple of Rarity’s shirts, then today would officially be the best day ever. Of course this meant she would have to become borderline stalkerish, but Rainbow hardly cared. All she could think about was being wrapped in Rarity’s soft embrace. So naturally, putting on Rarity’s clothes like a crazy person was the next best thing.
Rainbow hadn’t bothered to pick carefully between Rarity’s fine selection of clothes. The only careful thought that had been going on in her brain was how to keep herself from being caught. But even that thought was short lived because quickly and without reason, she began shuffling through Rarity’s belongings. This is crazy, what am I doing? she thought. I should just stop right now. But she didn’t; couldn’t, actually. Rainbow was too deep now, having already tried on several shirts, shorts, pants, skirts and even some… frilly things.
“Oh my word,” How long had Rarity been standing there, she wondered, petrified. She opened her mouth to explain, but nothing but incoherent nonsense flowed out. “Rainbow Dash, what on earth are you doing?” Rarity asked. Rainbow couldn’t tell if she were raising her voice, or if her senses were just shocked from being caught in the oh-so-dirty act. Rarity expected an honest answer, but instead found Rainbow making a mess of herself in the middle of her closet.
“I-I,” Rainbow started but never finished. Then, to Rarity’s surprise, Rainbow’s ruby-red eyes welled with tears, nearly overflowing. Rainbow Dash started to cry; the Rainbow Dash! Rarity, like any good friend, felt obligated to cheer her up, despite how strange the situation was.
“Oh, darling, don’t cry,” Rarity said, not quite sure what was going on. “It’s really no problem, you don’t have to be upset.”
Rainbow said something, but Rarity couldn’t quite make it out over the sound of sniveling and weeping. So instead of deciphering nonsense, Rarity wrapped her fragile arms around Rainbow’s chest, and interlocked her fingers. Rainbow was pleasantly surprised to find that Rarity was embracing her, albeit awkwardly.
Rarity meant for the small hug to be just that; a small hug, but when she tried to move, Rainbow tightly gripped her wrist.
“I just wanted to be close to you,” she explained.
Rarity frowned. She had already placed most of the pieces together in her head, but to think that Rainbow Dash actually had feelings for her. Rarity opened her mouth to speak but instead of words coming out, something went in. Rarity was frozen as Rainbow Dash explored the confines and crevices of her mouth. Rainbow expertly licked Rarity’s teeth and gums, trying to get a response. Before long, she got her response; Rarity had started to kiss back, wrestling Rainbow’s tongue for dominance. Rainbow began to feel light-headed as she happily lapped up all of Rarity’s excess drool like it was the sweetest thing she’d ever tasted. To Rainbow, Rarity’s kiss was more magical than she could have dreamed.
“Rainbow, Wait a second,” was all she managed before Rainbow took full control of the reins.
Rainbow pushed Rarity forcefully against the wall, causing some of Rarity’s clothes to fall. Rainbow smiled anxiously, and positioned herself atop Rarity. Rainbow straddled her and placed a gentle barrage of kisses on Rarity’s neck and collarbone.
“Rainbow,” Rarity said loudly, trying to kill the horny little devil inside Rainbow’s mind. “Please, just stop for a second.”
Rainbow turned several shades of red before climbing off of Rarity. She didn’t mean to take it so far. Had Rarity really not liked it? Of course she did, she kissed back. So what was the problem?
“Was it bad?” Rainbow asked. Rarity laughed a bit.
“No, darling, not at all,” she said, “just much too fast for my tastes.”
Rainbow averted her gaze, partly ashamed, but mostly excited. We were just getting to the good stuff, too. Rainbow thought.
“Listen,” Rarity began, “We can do… that again some time, but I think we skipped a few steps, don’t you agree?”
Rainbow shrugged and groaned in disapproval, before ultimately agreeing.
“Good,” said Rarity.
Just outside Rarity’s bedroom door was a pair of curious, young ears, listening intently. Sweetie Belle, just tall enough to peep the keyhole in the door, was both confused and focused.
“I think I like girls.”
Author's Note
Lol, I love Sweetie Belle
