The Best. Week. Ever.

Rarity was in the zone. Orders had been piling up recently, and she’d decided that that she needed a few days of non-stop work to get everything out of the way. Sleep became the bare minimum needed, and coffee became her not-so-secret crutch. Rarity herself was close to exhaustion, but she consoled herself with a promise that, once she’d finished this last dress on her order list, she’d take up Princess Cadence’s offer of a spa week in the Crystal Empire, a thank-you for the headdress Rarity had masterminded during the liberation of the Empire.

Rarity heard the subtle clinking of porcelain against the backdrop of the sewing machine, and the corner of her eye tracked the door to her workshop opening; in came Sweetie Belle, her magic carrying a batch of freshly-brewed coffee. Without even being asked, Sweetie Belle carefully filled the empty cup nearest to her sister, as Rarity toiled away on the last piece of her ensemble.

Several minutes later, the dress was fitted to one of her shop’s mannequins, and the alabaster unicorn took a step back to bask in her work; her now-completed dresses radiated to the world their utter perfection, and Rarity settled on nothing less for her clients. She allowed herself a moment to breathe a private sigh of relief that she had met all of her deadlines, before her mind wandered back to the promise of a lavish week in the Crystal Empire.

As much as Rarity loved her sister, she needed some personal time to herself. This last few weeks had been taxing, and Sweetie Belle had been on the receiving end a few times when the stress had threatened to derail Rarity’s work schedule. Rarity felt guilty that her sister had to see that side of her, and decided that, while she was off enjoying her time in the Crystal Empire, she would make sure that Sweetie Belle would have a week of enjoyment of her own while she was away.

As Rarity got up to walk into the kitchen, she froze, a slight panic running through her spine as she ran through the mental roster of which of her friends were in Ponyville this week.

Twilight Sparkle was out of the question; Princess Celestia had recalled her to Canterlot on urgent diplomatic business, and there was no way that she was going to bother her with that situation unfolding. Fluttershy was assisting Pinkie Pie with a specialist confectionary order for a client in Manehatten, and were out of town for at least the next six days. That just left Applejack and Rainbow Dash. Applejack was busy with farm work most days of the week, and Rarity reasoned that it would be unfair to ask Applejack to put her livelihood on hold to play sitter for her sister.

That just leaves… Rainbow Dash. I can’t believe I’m contemplating this… but I really need the time off to myself.

Rarity made a beeline for the stairs, and approached her sister’s room. After a few firm knocks with a hoof, Sweetie Belle granted permission for her big sister to enter. “Hey, Rarity! How’re the dresses looking?” the foal enquired with a look of pride in her eyes.

“They’re looking fabulous, darling. I wanted to… to apologise to you. You and I both know that those dress orders have been somewhat stressful for me, and I’m sorry that I’ve snapped at you this week. I know that you were only trying to help; I let stress get the better of me, and I’m truly sorry for that.”

Sweetie Belle approached her sister, and gave her a warm hug, as Rarity nuzzled her sister in return, “I love you, Rarity. I’m sorry that I got in the way.”

“Nonsense, it is I who should be sorry. On the subject of stress, your sister needs some… personal time to herself. I’m calling in a favour, and heading to the Crystal Empire for a week. Princess Cadance invited me as a thank-you for that headdress I made for her.”

“The Crystal Empire!?” Sweetie Belle beamed. “We learned about that in school before we left for break. It looks so cool!”

“Yes, it does. The sight of seeing it in all its glory is simply divine! I’ll speak to Princess Cadence about having the two of us visit later in the year, if you’d like.”

“So… I can’t go with you for this trip?” the foal pouted.

“Sweetie, I need some time to myself. I love you; you are my sister, after all. But I need time to myself to relax and unwind. But, I promise that you’ll have a good time here in Ponyville while I’m away. I was going to ask Rainbow Dash to look after you for a week… but that order made me lose track of time. I’m sure that Rainbow would have some ideas on what to do for… fun.” Rarity was downright struggling to entertain the possibility that she’d be leaving her sister in the hooves of someone that she, not long ago, would have described as aloof, even reckless.

“Oh, oh, that reminds me!” the small white unicorn butted in, “I learned a new spell from Princess Twilight last week! It’s that spell that unicorns use to walk on clouds.”

“Perfect! You’ll be able to stay in her cloud house… and that means no chance of her damaging anything in my workshop. Be a dear and wait here, I need to go and quickly find Rainbow Dash.... before she makes plans for the week ahead.”

Without further ado, Rarity darted for the front door, and after making sure that she looked fabulous, Rarity stepped outside into the warm evening air. It suddenly dawned on Rarity that pegasi, on the whole, don’t spend a heck of a lot of time at ground level if they can help it. The purple-maned unicorn was forced to think of possible places the cyan pegasus could be spending her evening that didn’t involve aeronautical exploration.

Like a lightning bolt, Rarity was struck by an idea. Running as fast as her hooves could take her, she sped towards Sweet Apple Acres, the sky slowly dimming as the sun made its way over the horizon.

Rarity knew that there were few things in this world that Rainbow Dash couldn’t resist, and one of those was cider. Even if she did have the tendency to over-indulge at times…

It wasn’t long until Rarity came to the main barn, the inside awash with light and the noise of conversation. Being the polite mare that she was, Rarity rapped on the door twice with a hoof. Seconds later, one of Ponyville’s finest agrarians stood before her. “Rarity? Well, ain’t this a surprise! What brings y’ here?” Applejack enquired, her warm curiosity permeating the air around her.

“On the off-chance that she’s actually here, I’d like a few moments with Rainbow Dash.” Rarity said, a hoof subconsciously fluffing up her mane.

The orange earth pony raised an eyebrow, “How’d you know that she’d be in here?”

“Because each year, around this time, you do a little cider-making test to make sure that your apples are of suitable quality… or so you told me once. And as we both know, Rainbow likes her cider… a little too much sometimes, truth be told. I figured that, with you conducting your little annual test, that she might be here.”

“Yeah... she is. Come on in!”

Applejack led the fashionista into the barn, Rainbow Dash sitting on a bale of hay to the right-hand side, not quite believing that Rarity was actually in a barn.... with a dirty floor, no less, “Rainbow, Rarity has somethin’ to discuss wit’ ya. I’ll give y’all some privacy… it’s Apple Bloom’s bedtime, ‘nyway.”

As Applejack trotted back to her house, Rarity made eye contact with the cyan pegasus, “Sorry to intrude on your evening, but I need to… to ask a favour of you.”

Rainbow put down the mug of cider, and squinted her eyes, “What kind of favour?”

Rarity looked around slightly pensively, hoping that Rainbow wouldn’t decline, “I need… for you to look after Sweetie Belle for a week.”

The athletic pegasus swallowed hard, and broke eye contact for a moment, her heart skipping a few beats, “... why me to look after her?”

“Well, um… I can’t ask anyone else. They’re either busy, or out of town. If you need some persuasion, I might have some bits lin-”

Rainbow Dash approached Rarity with a small smile forming, as she touched noses with the unicorn, “Keep your bits… consider it a favour. But I want a favour in return.”

Now it was Rarity’s turn to swallow hard, followed as it was by a hard blush and several steps back, “W-what kind of favour?” she stammered.

“You let me worry about that… I’ll let you know when I think of something.” the pegasus was now visibly grinning at the deliberate unease she was causing to the unicorn in front of her. “Where are you going for a week, anyway?” she enquired.

“It’s, um, to a spa in the Crystal Empire. I’m taking Princess Cadence up on an offer to relax and unwind for a week. I’m heading over to Twilight’s in a bit to send a message via Spike before they leave for Canterlot, and after that, I need to organize a train journey for the morning… could you look after her from tonight?"

“I suppose I could. It’s not like I have anything planned.” Rainbow said nonchalantly, taking a small sip of cider.

“Wonderful… just one more thing, Rainbow… I feel guilty enough as it is for wanting to get away for some personal time… could you make sure that Sweetie Belle has a fun time while I’m away?”

“Sure! I promise to give her the best, most awesome week, ever! I can take her to the same places that I take Scootaloo sometimes. Meet me under my cloudhouse in an hour, and I’ll take her up. I need to get some... tidying... done first.” she said, depositing the now-empty mug on the makeshift table. “I don’t usually get company very often, unless it’s Scootaloo if she’s had a rough day at home. You might want to take Sweetie Belle to Twilight when you send that message, that cloud-walking spell is pretty much mandatory for non-pegasi. I can’t have her falling into the clouds my house is made out of.”

Rarity nodded, “She already learned that spell from Twilight, so you needn’t worry about her falling out of the sky.” Rainbow Dash got up, and made her way outside, the crisp evening winds permeating the feathers on her wings. With practiced skill, Rainbow Dash spread her wings, and skilfully ascended into the twilight sky.

The journey to her cloud house was short, positioned as it was above Ponyville itself. As soon as Rainbow Dash let herself in, she darted to the spare bedroom. Upon opening the door, she surveyed the state that Scootaloo has left the room in the last time she was over; empty snack bags, mis-placed furniture, and…

Rainbow found herself sniffing the air, attempting to find the source of the curious aroma that found it’s way to her nostrils. As she circled aimlessly around the room, she hatched upon the brilliant idea to smell everything in the room. The bookshelf passed with flying colors, as did the armchair. As Rainbow got close to the cloud bed, she immediately got a far stronger whiff of that odour. It wasn’t an unpleasant smell, just… strange.

On a whim, Rainbow took a deep sniff of the cloud that the bed was made of. In a split-second, Rainbow finally put two and two together.

Eww, Scoots, Rainbow Dash thought to herself, as she smacked a hoof to her forehead in silent frustration. At least tell me next time so I can get a fresh cloud in, or something. I can’t let Sweetie Belle sleep on a cloud that smells like clop!

Rainbow reasoned to herself that there was no other alternative - she’d have to share her bed will the filly, albeit it with some extra clouds stuffed into it to make it a double bed. At least this means I can keep an eye on her.

Rainbow spent the next half-hour making sure that her house was tidy enough to have a guest over, the pegasus going as far as checking her cabinets to make sure she had enough food to last the week, and mentally scouring her brain for locations to take Sweetie Belle.

While making some last-minute trips outside to get some fresh clouds, Rainbow Dash found herself catching a glimpse of Cloudsdale floating near the edge of Ponyville. Cloudsdale being so close meant that she could take the filly on a tour of the weather factory, or get her a front row seat at an aerial performance.

After making sure that her bed was comfy enough for her to willingly spend the night on, Rainbow casually peered out of a window to the ground below; Dash then felt slightly uneasy as she caught sight of Rarity tapping a hoof on the ground in mild frustration, while Sweetie Belle entertained herself with some magical cantrips. Without missing a beat, Rainbow ran downstairs and flew at speed out the front door. Catching the two unicorns in her sights, she flew gracefully down to the ground to meet them, already feeling Rarity’s disapproval drilling into her skull.

“Rainbow Dash!” the unicorn practically bellowed, “You should know by now that it is not polite to keep a lady waiting.” Rarity planted a hoof on the ground firmly to punctuate her dissatisfaction.

“I’m sorry… I got kinda carried away cleaning up my house. I’ll take good care of Sweetie Belle for the week, don’t you worry.” said Rainbow, giving Rarity a playful salute with her hoof. “Sweetie Belle, are you ready to go up?”

The foal nodded in acknowledgement, her recently-obtained cutie mark shimmering against the young evening’s moonlight, “Sure am! I applied that could-walking spell before we left, too.”

The cyan pegasus moved forward, and ruffled the foal’s hair with a hoof, “That’s what I like to hear, squirt.” Rainbow Dash flapped her wings slowly, and moved to be above Sweetie Belle. Bracing herself, Sweetie Belle felt Rainbow Dash’s hooves wrap around her tummy, causing her to squirm as she ascended into the air. Rainbow found herself enjoying the warmth of the foal in her grasp, before her attention was needed for a landing.

Rainbow let go of Sweetie Belle less than a metre off the clouds that led up to her front door, and as Rainbow herself came in for a gentle landing, she couldn’t help but laugh as Sweetie Belle used the clouds as a trampoline. Rainbow approached her front door, and as she turned the handle, shouted out to Sweetie Belle, “C’mon squirt, I’ll show you around my cloud house.”

Sweetie Belle raced into the circular reception room, adorned as it was with her medals, trophies and other awards for her flying skills. “This is where I keep my awards. I’d rather they be on display than in a box gathering dust somewhere. What d’ya think of them?”

Sweetie Belle might have been young, but living with Rarity had given her a keen eye for noticing an ego on parade, “They’re, um… nice. I... don’t really have any awards I can put on display.” The foal sat down, and her head lowered.

Rainbow Dash’s brain chose now to kick some sense into the rest of her. You’re a fucking idiot, Dash. You’re supposed to be showing her a good time, not reminding her of her failures!

The pegasus went wide-eyed as the self-realization hit her, and she walked over to Sweetie Belle to give her a cuddle, “... I’m sorry. Normally, my only visitor up here is Scootaloo, and you know how much she looks up to me… I guess I just got used to that.”

“It’s alright… um, is it OK if I get some sleep? We had our tests at school today, and it took a lot out of me.”

Rainbow nodded, “Sure thing. You’re staying with me tonight, Rarity asked me on short notice to look after you, and my spare room wasn’t ready in time. But, my bed is super-comfy. You just lie back, and it feels like you’re flying. C’mon, follow me up, and I’ll show you”

Dash went up the stairs with Sweetie Belle in tow, and parted the clouds that formed a makeshift door. To Sweetie Belle’s surprise, the room was almost bare, save for a bed and minor furnishings, “You don’t keep a lot of stuff in here.”

“It’s a cloud house... besides, I don’t need lots of stuff around me. Does.... Rarity have a lot of stuff?”

Sweetie Belle nodded, “She sure does! She keeps her bedroom door shut most of the time, but when I’ve seen inside, she’s had magazines, books, and other stuff lying on the floor. She’s even got a hoof massager that she keeps handy.”

Dash let her curiosity get the better of her, “A… hoof massager? Like, one you’ve seen her use?”

“I haven’t seen her use it… I snuck into her room once, and I managed to turn it on. It’s long, and purple, and felt really good on my rear hooves.”

“Um… you’re sure it’s a hoof massager?”

“Well, duh. What else could it be?”

Deciding to leave that line of questioning for the evening, Rainbow Dash gave some last minute prods to her recently-improved cloud bed, “Hop in when you’re ready, squirt.” Sweetie Belle duly bounded onto the fluffy set of clouds that Rainbow had skilfully crafted into a bed, and set about jumping on the clouds like they were a trampoline, “I bet I could bounce to the moon from this bed!”

Rainbow chuckled to herself, forgetting how easy Sweetie Belle was to impress. “Feels good, huh? I’m starting to feel a little sleepy, so what d’ya say we get some shut-eye? I’ll take you somewhere fun tomorrow, deal?”

“Really!? Where are we going?”

“I… haven’t got that far yet. I don’t normally do this whole planning thing. If I can get it arranged, would you want to come with me on a tour of the Weather Factory in Cloudsdale? Scootaloo seemed-”

Before Rainbow could finish her sentence, she suddenly found herself with a white unicorn giving her as big a hug as she could muster “Really!? Ohthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!”

Without having to think, Rainbow gave the foal a cuddle, and a pat on the head, “Don’t sweat it. Now, let’s get some sleep. We need to get up early if you want to go, so I can fly us to Cloudsdale with enough time for a proper tour.”

Sweetie Belle was struggling to contain her enthusiasm, but reluctantly lay down on the soft clouds as Rainbow Dash dragged a duvet over her, although the white unicorn was failing to contain a grin as wide as Ghastly Gorge. The athletic pegasus then went over to the side of the bed, and eased herself into the dreamy fluffiness that was her creation.

“Good night, kiddo. See you in the morning”, Rainbow half-yawned, to which Sweetie Belle just nodded, and they both turned over to try and get comfy.

Later on that night, Rainbow found herself awake as she often did during the night. She was a light sleeper, and her friends had regaled her with tales that, in the past, she had been known to bolt upright in bed to the sound of just the wind outside. Dash’s sleep-muddled brain was trying to alert her to… something. Rainbow was trying to make out the sound…

“nyeh... nyeh... nyeh… nyeh...”

I’ve heard that sound before, Dash thought to herself. When did I hear that last? Oh, I thought something sounded odd when she last visited, I meant to ask Scoot-

Rainbow’s train of thought came to a screeching halt, and she finally put two and two together; the sound from when Scootaloo last visited, the smell of the bed when she came to prepare it for Sweetie Belle’s visit. Great. Just great. I have a foal clopping in my bed! Not only is my bed going to smell, but I’m not going to get any sleep at this rate…

Rainbow closed her eyes, and planned out how to approach Sweetie Belle about this; after a few seconds of deliberation and weighing the pros and cons, Rainbow decided that the direct approach would be best. Rainbow opened her eyes, and very, very carefully craned her neck around to view the other side of her bed. Sweetie Belle was lying on her side with her back facing the cyan pegasus, and Rainbow could see from Sweetie’s limb movements that a hoof was clearly making some moves down south. The pegasus listened to the frustrated noises coming from the opposite side of the bed, and concluded to herself that Sweetie’s hooves were proving to be ineffective at best at solving her problem.

Rainbow’s thoughts competed in her for attention. You remember yourself at that age? You couldn’t sleep for weeks. You wouldn’t want someone else to go through that. She’s just a foal. If Rarity finds out, she’ll kill you.

To make matters worse, Rainbow suddenly became aware of a dampness on the cloud directly under her. It… has been a while since my last roll in the clouds, Rainbow thought to herself. Helping Sweetie Belle out might not be so bad…

With the superior reflexes of an athlete, the aroused pegasus pulled Sweetie Belle back so that she was once again lying down with her back on the cloud bed, and Rainbow herself now towered above the nervous unicorn. The foal was undeniably startled, but was frozen in place, mostly out of fear that she was about to be punished, and the shame of being caught doing… that.

Rainbow Dash had other ideas; the pegasus kneeled in front of the shivering unicorn, “Relax, squirt, I’m not gonna hurt you. How… long has this been going on?”

“I-It’s, um… been a few weeks. Rarity keeps making me drink this nasty tea, a-and it helps during the day, but I, um… have to do something myself at night when the tingling starts again.”

“Yeah, I had the same problem, only for me, it was in Flight Academy. I had to exhaust myself from training so that I would fall asleep quicker. Looking back… I would have given almost anything to have had somepony lend a helping hoof. Would you, um… like me to help?” said Rainbow, swallowing hard.

Sweetie Belle was almost instant in her nodding, the tingling in her loins now becoming a mild burning sensation. Rainbow wasted no time, and ran a hoof over the unicorn’s swollen labia; the fur was soaking wet, and the concentrated scent of Sweetie Belle wafted up to Dash’s nose as Sweetie Belle’s labia winked at her invitingly. Rainbow followed the scent down, and began to lick at the slickened labial lips of the inexperienced foal; Rainbow had forgotten how good another pony could taste down there, and was being reminded how much she’d missed laying with another mare.

Keeping her eyes trained on the unicorn, Rainbow started to delve her tongue into Sweetie’s sex, lapping up the sweet-tasting nectar being secreted. Dash angled her head and started to lick upwards, causing the foal to arch her back in surprise as Rainbow grazed her clitoris. “Heh. You like that, don’t ya?” Dash coyly smiled at Sweetie Belle, and the unicorn returned the query with a smile and a nod. Rainbow took that as her cue to focus her attention, and began to deftly ravage Sweetie Belle’s clit with her tongue, the pegasus immensely enjoying the sight of the foal’s body dance to the tune her tongue was orchestrating. Rainbow found herself grinding against the clouds, but she remembered her promise to Rarity: give Sweetie Belle the most awesome week, ever. Dash quickened the pace of her tongue, sweeping it across Sweetie’s clit in quick, broad strokes, causing the foal to moan loudly in response.

“Mmm! Rainbow… please don’t stop!” the foal pleaded, aching for relief from the pressure building up inside her. Dash decided that Sweetie Belle had been pent up for long enough, and began to concentrate her tongue’s assault at the tip of Sweetie’s clit. It wasn’t long before the unicorn was pushed over the edge; Sweetie Belle arched her back as waves of pleasure paralyzed her body, and her mind was plunged into an unfamiliar, but very enjoyable feeling of warmth and contentment. Rainbow felt the full force of Sweetie Belle’s pent-up frustration, and her face was pelted with several squirts of sweet-smelling fluid.

As Rainbow rolled over, she became aware again of the burning itch in her crotch. Dash quickly brought a hoof down to her soaked nethers, and set about vigorously relieving herself of her aching desire to achieve climax, completely oblivious to the exhausted foal lying next to her. Dash was so caught up in her furious ministrations that she was startled when she felt a hoof on hers, and the scent of another pony very close to her nostrils. “Um… mind if I help?” Sweetie Belle said, as she sat down in front of the frustrated pegasus.

Dash quickly nodded in agreement, “Sure, squirt, but on one condition.” Before Sweetie Belle could be left to ponder what that condition might be, Rainbow leaned forward, and delivered it with finesse, as her lips made swift contact with the unicorn’s. Sweetie Belle was caught off guard momentarily, but quickly reciprocated; driven by the sweet-tasting aftermath of Rainbow’s indiscretion, Sweetie Belle wrestled her tongue with Dash, as the pegasus guided one of the unicorn’s hooves to her soaked nethers.

Unsure of what to really do, Sweetie Belle began to clumsily rub Rainbow’s swollen clit with a hoof, causing the pegasus to softly moan into the unicorn’s mouth. Sensing her inexperience, Rainbow began to guide Sweetie Belle’s hoof movements into a circular motion, mimicking her own solo style. After a few seconds, Sweetie Belle was really beginning to hit Rainbow’s sweet spot, causing the pegasus to collapse back onto the bed. Feeling more confident, Sweetie retracted her hoof, and instantly dived between Dash’s legs. The foal began to eagerly lick inside the older mare’s folds, but she knew that she’d hit the mark when her tongue grazed across Rainbow’s clit; the rainbow-maned mare’s body jolted on contact, causing a sharp moan to escape her mouth.

Sweetie Belle’ confidence soared, and she began an all-out assault on Rainbow’s frustration, focusing her tongue on the pegasus’ swollen clitoris. “Ooooh...I’m… I’m close! Don’t you dare stop, you hear me!?” Rainbow bellowed, punctuated either side by shallow, rapid breathing.

Thinking back to an earlier class with Twilight, Sweetie Belle got an idea; her horn lit up, and she used her magic to create a layer of static electricity on her tongue. As her tongue continued its assault, Rainbow’s frustrations and pent-up tension crashed into her like a tidal wave, the pegasus instinctively clutching the foal with her hind legs, inadvertently keeping Sweetie Belle locked in place as her face was pelted with the musky aftermath of Dash’s dry spell. After a few minutes of her body basking in the warm afterglow of post-coital euphoria, Rainbow relaxed; the pegasus found herself wondering when she last felt this good. Before her brain could finish that thought, however, she sank into a restful sleep.

Sweetie Belle looked up, and noticed that Rainbow Dash had drifted off to sleep. Moving carefully to avoid waking her, the unicorn gently pulled the cloud covers over the slumbering pegasus, before scooting under the covers herself. The foal instinctively went to lie on her side, but she instead chose to turn over, and snuggle up close to the now-snoring Rainbow Dash.