“Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!” Rainbow Dash squealed at the top of her lungs as she frantically paced around her bedroom. Her feet expertly avoiding the mess left by the less than ‘lady-like’ member of the Rainbooms. She was currently adorned in nothing more than a bra and a pair of panties, having hurriedly disrobed with the intent of getting dressed soon as she got home. The teenager in a frazzled state drove her fingers furiously through her hair, scratching her head in frustration as she stared back at her bed to see the object of her distress. “Should have known I was gonna get ripped off!”

She smacked her palm into her face for what felt like the billionth time, to the extent she almost bet it looked like she’d painted a hand across her face. She stared at the package that had JUST arrived today…she’d ordered it online and saved up for weeks for it! But lying on the bed was not only NOT the special dark variant of the Wonderbolts costume she’d ordered for nightmare night, but lying in the package was nothing but a weighty package with “Buyer Beware – D,” written on a note. She’d ordered it from some random personal connections website, so wasn’t even as if she could go complaining; not that it would do her any good. It was already too late. Nightmare Night was here.

Even now pretty much everyone in town, except Fluttershy, was getting dressed up to go out and frighten each other senseless and beg for candy! Rainbow Dash LOVED Nightmare Night! It was pretty much one of the few days of the year where she could prank and frighten people WITHOUT getting told off by Principal Celestia for it! She’d even shelled out extra money for the shipping which left her with absolutely nothing to even race to the costume shop for something cheesy and last minute. Whoever this D guy was, she wanted so badly to show him why she was Canterlot High’s star soccer player with a kick to his…ugh, she was too frustrated with her current situation to even finish a fantasy about beating this scam artist senseless.

The blue skinned rainbow haired teenager sat up and looked at her closet, considering trying the ‘too cool for nightmare night’ angle by going out dressed as herself: as if anyone would believe that. She sighed and rolled over on the bed, knocking the package off to see her beloved pet, Tank, lying comfortably on a pillow, watching her as he had been since she raced up to her room holding that empty parcel. “Don’t suppose you have an extra shell I could borrow?” She questioned at the somewhat ironic pet for the most bombastic and awesome teen at Canterlot High – Self Proclaimed as she was. Tank though looked at her and stood up. She would of course watch the turtle start to move towards the edge of the bed. With a sigh she nodded, realizing what he wanted.

The underwear clad teenager gently hefted the turtle up, holding him against her chest a bit as she carried him towards her closet. Somewhat more ironically it was neater than the rest of her room, sports jerseys and jackets hanging up in the closet alongside her actual clothes, most of her outfits pre-arranged by Rarity…Ugh, Rarity. She wasn’t going to let her live this down either. She put that thought out of her mind for now though as she put Tank down over the newspaper pile she kept prepped for this. She sat down and looked into her closet, once more begrudging herself for choosing to trust some guy over the internet instead of Rarity…even if it would have meant standing there like a dress up doll.

Though as she sat there something did catch her eye. Paint. Body paint to be specific. Rainbow Dash was an avid sports fan and had a favorite team for just about EVERY sport imaginable…except those nerdy e-sports. Still, she had almost a full assortment of colors, knowing how to mix them to get team colors and how to paint herself up in all kinds of designs. “Too bad I can’t just paint a costume on, huh, buddy?” She sat there watching the turtle do his business, uncaring of the audience. Though as soon as those words left her mouth…a look of realization struck her. It was crazy though…her cheeks turned almost as pink as her eyes as she added up what she’d need to do to make it look remotely convincing without everyone being able to call her out.

“No, no way!” She insisted to herself as she stood up, stomping over to the bed to flop out: Only to stop short of that far more rarity-esque action as she realized how whining and bemoaning her situation WAS Rarity! She wasn’t Rarity! She was Rainbow Dash! She was the coolest, most awesome, fastest, most athletic, and totally amazing girl at Canterlot High School! She didn’t moan and sulk! She took chances, she bit the bullet, chewed it up, and spat it out! “I’m doing this!”

“I’m not doing this,” she contradicted her own earlier decree as she stood there face to face with her handiwork. Her panties and bra from before lay discarded in the mountain of dirty clothes her mom would berate her about Saturday when laundry day rolled around, with the blue skinned teen left staring at herself covered in paint. She had a pair of socks and sneakers on, true, but if she had panties or a bra on, anyone could have called her out on running around in her underwear and body-paint. The fact that most of her underwear were briefs didn’t help.

She eyed her nipples, based out in the same dark violet tone as the costume she’d been bragging about up to her collar bone where a lightning bolt pattern in bright gold cut off into the black face mask that was just as painted on. Her breasts weren’t so bad. A little small, maybe, but she was an athlete, of course she stayed lean and trim! It was further down south that her previous confidence started to falter though. The body paint was sweat proof, smear proof, and almost everything proof. It required soap and water to scrub off…but it still looked to her like she’d just painted over her…down there. It didn’t remotely look like she just had a cametoe from forgoing underwear underneath, as there WAS no underneath!

What was she thinking planning to go out in just her sneakers, a pair of gold lensed goggles, and her birthday suit! She sighed as she approached her window, staring out mournfully at the nightmare night she was about to miss out on…until she saw something that made her cheeks flush almost right through the paint covering her face. Standing right there on her street, looking like they had JUST arrived with her watching a bouncy Pinkie Pie bound up to the group in a clown costume, was her friends. All of whom were looking up at her, waving at the butt-naked teenager staring down at them from the window. She peeled open the window, “Uh…hey guys! What are you doing here?” She questioned, already wincing to herself at how stupid the question sounded even as she felt the cool breeze waft through the open window. Her nipples stiffened instantly at the wash of cold.

She stared down at the 6 gathered girls, in front of her house, of course watching the dual Twilights raise their eyebrows as if she were crazy to ask that, only for Rarity to speak up, “We came to get you darling, why else? You were taking so long that we thought something might have gone wrong,” the diva of the group announced. Rainbow Dash of course eyed her friend’s costumes jealously, already suspecting Rarity made each and every one except AJ. She knew AJ preferred that ‘home made’ touch to her costumes. Hilariously a small part of rainbow dash mulled over just how ‘home made’ her ‘costume’ was.

“Uh…yeah, everything’s cool, just couldn’t find my goggles,” she lied blatantly at the group, grimacing as she tried her best to seem convincing, reaching her hands up to pull at the goggles currently raised over her eyebrows even as the others looked at her suspiciously. Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh, they so know I’m lying they can see my nipples for crying out loud! She thought to herself. She heaved a sigh of relief as the others seemed to buy it, insisting she hurry or else she’d miss ‘all the fun’. She had no idea how anyone would consider walking around in nothing but body paint on nightmare night as fun, but relented.

Her parents were home but they were busy watching scary movies in the living room, dad probably having some scary mask prepped to frighten people with while mom had the candy bowl readied. She raced at an almost break neck pace down the stairs…only for her mom to call at her, “No running down the stairs, Dashie, and did you change Tank’s newspaper?” Rainbow Dash was almost at the door when her mom reminded her of that tedious task. The girl left standing in a brief almost freeze frame at the door, knowing full well if her parents so much as locked in her direction they’d see the shape of her buttocks, a bit rounded out, matched with her lean yet firm legs.

“Uh…right, I’ll do that,” she turned and swiftly, but of course making a lot less noise, went about that chore. She silently thanked her turtle’s bladder for giving her even a short reprieve as she spread out some fresh newspaper for him. The rainbow headed young girl though was back downstairs and out the door before her mom could call her to do anymore chores, though she might have perhaps wished to as she now stood with the door to her home shut behind her. The realization of her nakedness in front of not only her friends who were standing in a semi-circle in front of the house expectantly, but the entire neighborhood, sinking in.

She was thankful not to see the Crusaders huddled around, almost certain Scootaloo would have seen through Rainbow Dash’s body paint scheme instantly, even if Sweetie Belle might have bought it. She anxiously walked towards the group, never more thankful that she waxed than as she saw Rarity looking her over, “Rainbow Dash, if you don’t mind my saying, that costume seems a bit snug,” the fashionista commented in a quick assessment. Rainbow Dash wasn’t sure how in the world Rarity failed to notice her nakedness; or why some small part of her felt maybe a little disappointed over it. The ivory skinned purple haired girl was dressed as pretty much the gaudiest mermaid ever. Her legs almost taped together in a bedazzled fish tail while her chest was supported by a ‘clam shell bra’ sewn into a kind of transparent green mesh shirt.

She let her gaze go over the others, watching Pinkie cartwheel around in her baggy clown costume, Rainbow Dash a little jealously watching the girl spread her legs in the baggy balloon of a costume, knowing too well if she spread her legs too much they’d see her ‘private region’ in all its glory. The Twilight 'twins' were dressed as what looked like an old wizard guy and some kind of gladiator. If it wasn’t for Twilight, the pony one, sticking a horn on her gladiator costume it might be a lot harder to identify which was which. Fluttershy was absent, like always; probably watching movies with angel and other critters in a blanket fort. Sunset Shimmer, apparently trying for a little irony, was dressed up like a demon. Was irony the word for it actually? Rainbow Dash didn’t know or care enough to think about it.

AJ though took her a little by surprise, “What? Run out of straw for your scarecrow costume this year?” She questioned at her blonde friend who turned to look at her, looking ready to retort…only to see her stop and refuse to answer. Rainbow Dash felt a little emboldened by stunning her, already forgetting her nakedness even as the cool air wafted across her body. AJ was dressed as Mistress Marvelous, some comic character wearing a pretty damn snug bodysuit with some green shirt underneath. Much like Rainbow Dash’s face it was covered in a black mask that looked more like paint. Probably was as she saw the orange toned girl’s cheeks flush right through it. Wait though…already Rainbow Dash’s eyes began to slip lower on her friend’s body, noticing the stiff way AJ was standing, those firm meaty thighs of hers standing close together, crossed a little at the knee resting one leg a little against the other, arms over her midriff.

It took Rainbow Dash only a few moments to fathom that she could see the girl’s nipples and that apparently she wasn’t the only one with a ‘cameltoe’ this evening. Another breeze wafted by and Rainbow Dash once more felt self-concious as she realized not only was she nude but so was Applejack for some reason! Yeah…this Nightmare Night was already going to be one she’d never forget, no matter how hard she tried.

Author's Note

I hope everyone enjoyed this little attempt at an EqG fic. It’s admittedly my first time writing anything MLP related. I do plan to continue this, and understand quite well that this is definitely quite a bit late for Nightmare Night season, and the deadline for the Nightmare Night prompt has of course passed…but I hope that won’t affect your feelings for it too severely. Thanks for reading, and looking forward to getting around to chapter 2; which will focus on Applejack and continue this misadventure a bit further. I also know my grammar and punctuation could probably do with a lot of work, so be gentle, please.