Inattentive to Others Incentive

I was just going about my work at designing a new fashion line-up for the upcoming week of fashion centered in Manehattan. Nothing unusual, just the same routine I usually keep, well, besides the excess work I do for my close friends, which surprises me sometimes. Who would have thought that somepony like Applejack would need dress work done, certainly not I.

It was with that thought in mind, I heard a sound that I wasn’t in the slightest bit pleased to hear. It started with a, “Look out below,” and ended with an un-lady like, “Unf.” I sighed and turned around.

What I saw, was exactly what I thought I would see. It was Rainbow Dash, again with her complete disregard to my work, with her foal-like actions of not thinking before she did something. I swear, that mare is going to seriously hurt herself one day, and it’s going to make us all upset.

I mean, I know the mare loves to do her tricks and stunts, but I worry about her sometimes. I especially worry about her if it has anything to do with my boutique, which is more often than I would like it to be.

I saw Dash get up from the newly made mess she just made, trying to pick up the mannequins before they fell over again. She then turned to me, giving me a sheepish smile before saying. “Sorry about that, Rarity. I’ll try not to let that happen again.”

I sighed into my hoof, before looking back to her. “It’s fine, dear, really. Just don’t let it happen again, okay.”

She gave me that same salute she always does when I ask her to do something for me. That is, I would have been more than happy to forgive her completely, if it were not the hundredth time we had this conversation.

Ugh, I forgot how much of a nuisance she could be as well, yet, there is that same gleeful smile she always has every time she does this as well. You know, Rainbow is not all bad, she does have some redeeming qualities about her. Such as her unbreakable determination to protect her friends like a valiant knight, or her , and I wouldn’t admit this to her, great sense of humor.

I let those thoughts leave my mind, as a sighed again, looking back to the mare in front of me. “May I ask, why you so rudely barged in here? You know I have a terribly busy week ahead of me, right?” I waited for any excuse Rainbow could throw at me, they would likely be something worth listening to.

I saw her posture falter, add that to the negative qualities, bad posture. She then spoke to me. “Okay, so me and a couple other ponies wanted to play a game of hoofball, you see? Well, the problem is, we’re a little short on ponies to actually get a good game going, so I’d thought I’d come around and ask ya.”

I raised an eyebrow at Dash. Seriously, hoofball, did she even think this plan through? On second thought, brain, don’t answer that, you know exactly what went through your friends head. I can’t blame her for her forwardness, yet another quality I should add to her positives.

Dash rubbed the back of her neck, likely realizing exactly what she just asked of me. “Yeah… I may not have thought this through all the way.” She then laughed slightly, not one of joy, but one of a pony who just realized their mistake. So, like it had no effort put into it in the slightest.

I rubbed the bridge of my muzzle, shaking my head slightly, hoping my body language would convey my current feelings to my uninvited special guest. I mean, yes she can be a complete buffoon that makes every situation into a complete wreck, but it’s just… she’s so alluring.

From that confident grin, to her wondrous heart of gold. It’s all just so, I actually don’t know how to put it, so I’ll just say she’s so Rainbow Dash. The same Rainbow Dash who gets things done when she puts her mind to it, and if someone is in trouble, you better believe that she will be there to lend a helping hoof. She really is one of my heroes. Not to mention that she is not bad looking, not bad looking at all. In fact, you could say she’s rather exquisite.

Oh look at me, I’m like a school filly all over again. Finding myself helpless in front of the ponies I like, and I mean like in that special way. Dear, I must look flustered right now, I hope Rainbow doesn’t notice.

Speaking of Rainbow, I think that’s her hoof waving in front of me. “Uh, hello? Rarity… Come on, Equis to Rarity?”

I snapped to attention, shaking my head to clear my scattered thoughts. “Sorry about that, darling, I must have looked rather silly just then, I apologize.”

I looked over Dash again, admiring her well defined physique. Yes, if only if I was able to get her to try on some dresses; she would look absolutely stunning. She would radiate an air that would be sure to turn some heads -- my head included.

“Rainbow, dear. If it isn’t too much of a bother.” I made sure to make my voice purr a little with each word, making sure I came off just a bit flirtatious. “Would you mind trying on some dresses for me, I’d simply die from sheer happiness if you said yes.” I gave a little wink at the end, making sure my forwardness to her came off crystal clear.

Seriously, the mare was so dense sometimes. I’ve tried countless times now to make my point clear that I wanted to bring out friendship a little… closer.

I saw her rub the back of her neck again, this time with a small blush on her cheeks. I got her this time. She then looked off to the side, oh Rainbow, it’s no use now. All you can do is confess your actual feelings for me, right here, right now.

I may have been enjoying this just a little too much. A slightly devious smile forming on my face.

“Rarity… you know I don’t like any of that.” She waved her hooves around in a girly fashion, “Fro fro stuff.”

How could she, how could she not notice my advances. It’s just… it’s just inconceivable. How could a mare be this dense, there must be some sort of magic behind it. Either way, that still didn’t make me any less upset at the moment.

I made sure to give her the nastiest glare I could give, one that cut right through any barriers she put up for confrontation. “Fine, just go ahead and leave then, I’m awfully busy.” I turned around, not wanting to look at her a second longer.

She tried to interject. “Sorry, Rare’s. I-”

I made sure to cut her off before she could give me any of her ridiculous excuses. “Okay,  it’s no problem at all. It is clear that you don’t want to help me out, so I won’t force you.”

I could have sworn she wanted to speak up again, but her brain seemed to start working, because she didn’t reply back. Instead, I heard her fly off, leaving me to myself and my work. I huffed a angry, “Good riddance,” before going back over to my designs.

I really can’t believe that a mare can be so oblivious, I’ve been trying to make my move to get her to understand how I feel about her, but she just keeps brushing it off. Is this some sort of game, does she find amusement in this? No, Rainbow would never do that, besides, I can easily see past her silly pranks like Applejack can see past lies.

I sighed again, maybe if I just try ever so slightly harder, maybe then she could actually see what I’m trying to convey. You know, I may just have a plan to get her attention, yes, yes I do have a plan that is bound to work. There is no way in Tartarus that she’d miss this for the life of her. Pardon my prench.

I giggled at this, eager to begin my brilliant plan. Well, before I can start that, however, I need to get this line-up finished for the show coming up. Still, I couldn’t help but let some thoughts of my plan slip through into my head while I worked, it was just so perfect.