A Dash Of a Rarity
Episode 1: Life After The Party (Part 1)
After the awkward hug Rarity graciously received from all of her friends; they broke the hug
and Rainbow Dash said, “Enough of this emotional stuff; let’s get this party GOIN’!!!”
And got going it did. The party was something of a Mardi Gras-esque theme; except that it was more
suited around the fanciness of the decoration and traditions than anything else. There was
dress-up with various-colored beads, a version of charades where everyone had to guess
who someone was based off of pre-selected pieces of clothing and a celebrity they pulled out
of a hat, and a fancy purple velvet cake; among other things. All in all, it turned out to be one
of the happiest of surprises of all for Rarity; and if she really did have known about it; it would
have been ruined. Sure, she would have been “in the loop”, but if she didn’t show that blind
faith in her friends; she wouldn’t have had this “happy accident” in the first place. A few
minutes later, after all the presents were unwrapped and thank yous were said, the rest of the
Mane Seven went their separate ways.
Well, almost all of them.
“Au revoir, everyone. Thank you all so much for the surprise party.” cheered Rarity,
happy and grateful that she had great and caring friends that would throw her such a surprise.
As she stood out the front door to see her friends leave, she noticed that one of them
was missing from the picture. “Ooooh, Rainbow Dash.” she said in realization.
She went into her bedroom to find her friend laying down, almost as if she was sad and depressed
about something.
“What’s wrong, Rainbow? Didn’t you enjoy the party?” she asked out of concern for her friend.
She didn’t hear a response or see any movement other than Rainbow’s left arm droop over
the side of the bed.
Rarity walked calmly over to her to flip her back on her back to see if she was alright.
Once she was turned over; Rainbow just shook herself loose and let her just droop onto the
side of the bed again. Rarity impatiently tried to get her back up.
“Come on, Rainbow Dash. This is no way for you to be laying down on my bed.” she prodded,
trying to at least get her back up in a better position so she could find out what was going on;
but Rainbow still flopped on the side of the bed.
Rarity sighed and was about to leave before finally hearing Rainbow get back up on the bed,
but Rainbow lay down flat on her stomach and put Rarity’s pillow over her head. Hearing this,
Rarity turned around. “Darling?” She asked sympathetically. She then heard some soft muffled
phrase from Rainbow from underneath the pillow.
“What was that, darling?” she asked, gently yanking the pillow from Rainbow’s hands.
“Nothing,” Rainbow replied, not at all convincing her friend that it was nothing.
“Can I ask you something though, Rarity?” Rainbow asked, which earned her a sympathetic
nod from her friend. “Did you really know that it was a surprise party?” she asked.
Rarity gasped, knowing full well what her friend was referring to.
A few hours ago, right after school, Rarity invited Rainbow Dash over to her
place for a day of fun; but Rainbow passed due to “plans.” It left Rarity heartbroken to see
Rainbow have all of these other “plans” scheduled with the rest of their friends, but not invite
her. That is, until she was utterly shell-shocked to find that those “plans” were actually to get
the surprise party set up. Right before the party; Rainbow asked if Rarity thought if she and
their friends would let her celebrate her birthday alone, which Rarity sheepishly replied that
she knew something was up from the beginning.
And it was just now that Rarity realized that Rainbow’s initial concern wasn’t just for making
sure things were ok after a mistake for a party; but she still was in the fog as to why she would
be so concerned about her.
“Well, darling;” Rarity replied, “I knew that you must have had some reason for…”
“ANSWER THE QUESTION!!!” Rainbow interrupted in response.
Both of them were taken aback by Rainbow’s tone of voice. Rainbow laid back
down on the bed, but tucked in the covers and facing away from Rarity in shame. Rarity, on
the other hand, wondered if she should respond to Rainbow Dash with a truthful answer.
However, she knew that her friend deserved a truthful answer this time.
“No darling, I didn’t know anything about the surprise party heading into it.”
Rarity replied sympathetically, “But it was a wonderful surprise you and our friends put together for me.
I never have felt more so honored in all my life.” Rainbow then sat herself back up,
looking out the window; still looking rather glum for some reason.
“Oh come on, please tell me what’s wrong, Rainbow Dash?” Rarity tried coaxing her friend,
Rainbow then sighed out the window and finally turned her
depressed face towards Rarity.
“Oh, nothing. I just feel terrible for ditching you today and
getting all those ‘plans’ done without you. Especially since you reallyfelt left out today.” Rarity
was confused. “How ever did you know I was feeling left out in the first place?” She asked.
“Well,” Rainbow responded, half-guilty-half-sheepishly, “I first noticed it when I saw some
black carpet thing sticking up from the taxi. At first I thought it was just a headrest problem, so
I just let it be. But when I asked you if you knew that, I knew something was up and I just
felt…”
“terrible?” Rarity finished for her. Rainbow nodded dejectedly. Rarity then
sympathetically put her right arm over her friend’s shoulder. “Don’t be,” she encouraged her
friend, “that was the most thoughtful thing you or any of my friends could ever do for me.”
Rainbow teared up for a brief moment, then smiled.
“Really?” she asked, still with happy tears in her eyes. Rarity nodded,
“Yes, indeed; really.” she reaffirmed. She then offered a
suggestion, “But you know, if it would make you feel better; tomorrow’s Saturday, so we can
do some hanging out then.” Rainbow finally got back to her normal self after that.
“You mean it?!” she asked, Rarity nodded but was then immediately hugged by Rainbow.
“Oh thank you thank you thank you!!!” she cheered enthusiastically and gratefully.
Rarity accepted the hug with the same awkwardness as when she found out
about the party, but her expression then changed to a relieved one to see that her friend was
finally happy. “I gotta get some stuff ready for tomorrow, so I’ll text you in the morning; ok?
Ok, bye!!!” Rainbow said, happily bidding Rarity adieu for the night.
“Oh wait, Rainbow Dash; you don’t have to…” but before Rarity could
finish, her friend already zipped through the door slamming it shut; which startled her.
“...worry about all that.” she sighed and finished anyway. She shrugged her shoulders and
smiled it off anyway. “Oh well. Don’t worry, Rarity,” she said, giving herself a small pep talk
before getting a few important things set up for the next day. “I’m sure that you two will have
the most fun little hangout ever. Plus, I did end up getting the hangout session I wanted after
all and just didn’t know it.” she cheerfully sang in her head.
“This is the best, day, EVER!!!” Rarity cheerfully shrieked, in a pitch that was
so Pinkie-Pie, even the pink party animal herself would’ve been caught off guard.
Rarity happily sighed, then gently flopped onto the bed to plan out her day tomorrow.
The Next Day…
It was about 8:30 in the morning, and Rainbow Dash was inside her garage at her house,
staring at her bike in disbelief.
She was planning to pick up Rarity on it in the afternoon for a fun (yet Rarity-friendly)
road-trip on her motorcycle to make up for how she seemed to have slighted her
by picking up Twilight and giving her a ride to unintentionally slight Rarity.
But now, as she abruptly discovered, her motorcycle stopped working
and as much as she tried to diagnose the issue, it still wouldn’t
work so she would have to take it to the shop.
She knew that the auto-shop she liked going to wouldn’t open until 9, and
even then, who knows how long it would take for the shop to get the bike fixed.
She knew that Rarity might get disappointed about the surprise, but she also
knew that in some situations; what had to be done had to be done. So she called the shop to
haul the motorcycle over to the shop. It was now 8:40 and Rainbow was now depressed
about having to mess up that part of the plan.
“Might as well text Rarity the bad news about the motorbike.” she thought to herself,
“At least she hopefully wouldn’t mind just hanging out here at my house.”
She then texted Rarity.
RD: Hey Rare. So, bad news; motorbike’s
in the shop today.
But before Rainbow could text her friend offering to make it a chill day at her house, Rarity
then quickly texted back.
RD: Hey Rare. So, bad news; motorbike’s
in the shop today.
Good news; you’re friend Rarity is ready to both cheer and pick
you up today.
Rainbow stared at the text in confusion before she heard a horn honk right outside her garage
door. She turned in surprise to see a smaller luxury car, smaller than the limo she usually rode
in, parked right outside the door and Rarity waving out the driver seat window.
“Yoo-hoo? Rainbow-Dash?” she happily called, “Ready to hang out now?” This time, it was
Rainbow’s turn to be surprised. In a thrilled, new discovery about her friend sort of way.
“Whoa.” She responded in surprise and happiness.
“Like the car, Rainbow?” Rarity asked from the driver’s seat..
“Well yeah, it’s awesome!!!” Rainbow called out from the garage in approval.
She was about to walk out, but then took a good look at herself and realized that
she and her clothes were a little oily from trying to work on the motorcycle.
“Uh, I might need to get cleaned up first; if you don’t mind.” she asked,
rather embarrassed at the situation.
“That’s quite alright, darling.” Rarity said, understandingly,
“I have a towel on the passenger seat and I always pack some extra clothes just in case of
emergencies. Now hop in here, you silly girl.” Rainbow
excitedly hopped into the car, and Rarity then drove the pair off into the city.
A Few Minutes Later…
The ride over to the spa was a quick one because it was nearby,
so nothing too eventful ended up happening while they were in the car.
(Unless you can count Rainbow pondering what Rarity meant by “some” extra
clothes as eventful.)
Once Rarity parked at the spa, the two hopped out and went into the
spa.
“The spa here has a rinse-and-soak, Rainbow, So you
can go ahead and get washed up before the treatment if you want to.” Rarity informed her friend,
Rainbow was still trying to soak in the environment (no pun intended)
so she was a little surprised when she felt a paper touch her hand.
She quickly looked and saw that Rarity handed her a map of the place.
“I’ll meet you back in the main lobby. Ta-ta.” she heard Rarity call, in a cheery, song-like tone as
she went to her spa room.
“Thanks Rarity!” she called back. Rainbow studied the map if it were a playbook
because this spa was way bigger than Rainbow expected. Think shopping
supermall, covered in precious jewels and basically the wholesome and healing aroma that
would radiate through the spa, the water, the oils and the customer service that would just
flow both within and outside the premise that would drain them of their burdens and alleviate
them with healing and a renewed sense of mind and spirit. She stressed for a bit, but
saw that this particular map already had a route drawn for her to follow.
She sighed in relief, grateful for both Rarity always having her back and for
finallybeing able to find out where she needed to go in the spa.
She was about to walk to the rinse-and-soak when she realized that the line was ridiculously long.
”A line?!? This day’s ALREADY AMAZING!!!” -- (from Sunset’s Backstage Pass)
Sorry, I had to add that in there. Because, Rainbow’s literally in line
right now.
15 minutes later…
Rainbow was still in line when Rarity finally walked outside the spa room she was in. It could
be because that Rainbow never saw Rarity immediately right after she got out of a spa, but
she smelled fresh as a daisy and sparkling like a diamond. Rainbow didn’t know how to react
because she was still looking like a bit of a mess.
“Whoa-ho-ho!!! You look tres magnifique.” she said, complimenting in
awe of how beautiful she looked. Rarity was about to return the compliment when she noticed
that the line had barely made any progress at all.
“Hmph, those snobs who run the place!!!” she shouted in disgust, she then called
a number on her phone to speed-dial and shouted,
“IT DOESN’T MATTER THAT THIS IS THE MOST POPULAR SPA RESORT IN EQUESTRIA!!!
YOU’VE LET THOUSANDS OF CUSTOMERS
DOWN WITH YOUR DOWNRIGHT SHODDY CUSTOMER SERVICE AND LENGTHY
DELAYS!!! ESPECIALLY WITH ONE OF MY BUSINESSES!!! YOU ARE TO START PACKING
ANY PERSONAL BELONGINGS OF YOURS AT ONCE BECAUSE YOU ARE NO LONGER ALLOWED
TO SET FOOT ANYWHERE NEAR MY ESTABLISHMENTS, PERSONAL OR PRIVATE!!!
YOU... ARE... SO... FIRED!!!”
“Come on Rainbow-Dash, let’s get out of here!!!” she said, practically
dragging her friend outside the building.
Rainbow was confused yet again,
“Wait, why are we leaving now?” she asked.
Rarity just stayed quiet as she furiously marched the two out to the car.
“Auto-Pilot, On!!!” she shouted into her phone. The phone connected to the car and started
the car.
“Whoa, cool.” Rainbow said, “But aren’t you going to tell me what’s going on he--”
“Auto-Pilot, start recording Episode 25 of Season 2 of Rarity Raves on Fashion!!!” Rarity
interrupted,
“Right away, Rarity” the car responded, “Recording… now”
Rarity then calmed down and cleared her throat. “Hello darlings, and welcome to another
fabulous episode of Rarity Raves on Fashion.”
she started in a much calmer voice now, as the car started to drive on the road.
“We’ve just left my top chain spa, Sweet, Petite and You-Nique; and I’ll bet they’ll be very
surprised to find out that they either need an extensive upgrade to their customer
service, a more efficient line service, a change of management or perhaps possibly all 3.
Here with me today to talk about her experience is an amazing friend who happened to
be caught victim of one of these utterly impolite crises.
Head of the popular band, the Rainbooms, Rainbow-Dash.”
Rainbow didn’t know what to say, she was caught off guard by her whole experience so
she just offered a Fluttershy-esque, “Uh, hi everyone. Really happy to be here.”
Rarity just then continued on,
“Now then, check this out; I go inside my spa, which is attracting customers like always…”
A few minutes later...
Rarity ranted on about how terrible the service her business was for her friend and how some
people were being treated better than others in the shop until the duo finally arrived back at Rarity’s
house. It was now 9:15 when the two finally hopped out of the car and walked back into
Rarity’s house. She then walked Rainbow to her bathroom.
“You should know where the body wash and shampoo is. I’m not rushing you, but please
try to be ready by 11. Your new clothes are hanging inside the bathroom door when you get
out, alright darling?” Rainbow just nodded, wondering what other things would be going on today.
“Very well then,” Rarity responded, “Let me know what you want to do after that. Ta-ta, darling.”
As Rainbow started showering, she was wondering why Rarity was trying to treat her like this.
Last she checked, Rarity wasn’t the sort to spontaneously be like, “Hey, you wanna hang out
sometime?”
And that wasn’t even the way Rarity asked her. She usually wasn’t this much outgoing or bold, and
she saw her hang out with Applejack and Twilight a few times, which was absolutely fine by
her. But what made Rarity want to hang out with her? Maybe there was something else about
her friend she didn’t know about.
Well, whatever it was; she decided that she’ll figure it out as the day would roll on.
She finished getting herself out of the shower and then she slipped into
the new clothes Rarity got out for her. They were a pleasant combination of fashionable yet
Practical. She slipped into a pair of Rough-N-Tumble jeans, which were jeans that were made
from recycled fabrics from other trashed jeans that were designed to be flexible and
comfortable; yet (because they were made from reliable materials of other work jeans that
were washed and refined) very useful for any environment and element needed.
“Applejack’s handprints are all over this one.” Rainbow observed, admiring the
perfect balance of beauty and practicality. A balance she enjoyed very well.
She stopped for a moment when she saw the t-shirt that Rarity gave her. (Rainbow still had the towel
around her waist, so don’t get any ideas. Unless you think getting reported is fun.) It was a
shirt that had the seven colors of the rainbow in rings that were around the sleeves. The same
pattern alternated down from the collar of the shirt to the very bottom of the shirt. The logo on
the shirt? Think the Harley Quinn “Daddy’s Little Monster” font from Suicide Squad, but
reading, “The Rainbooms” with “The” being smaller and right above the bigger,
“Rainbooms” Rainbow then checked the clock on Rarity’s bathroom wall. It was 9:30. She
then put on the t-shirt and went to find Rarity. She figured Rarity was in her room, waiting for
her to come hang out or something.
Sure enough, as soon as she came into Rarity’s room,
she was chatting around for a bit. “So, I was thinking, Rainbow Dash, that we’d…” Rarity
paused for a moment when she saw Rainbow in the t-shirt Rarity handed her. “Oh, whoops…”
she said, embarrassingly to herself before getting off the bed and accidentally tripping over
herself; Rainbow quickly caught her as her friend stumbled out of the door. “Ah, thank you
Rainbow.” she said, dusting herself off.
“Now; I was thinking that today, we make it all about you.
I want to take you to wherever it is you want to go today. Movies, the park, bowling,
or we can just have a quiet day in if you’d like.
And don’t you dare think of paying for anything, darling. It’s all on me. I’m Team Rainbow
Dash today and forever!!! ”
Rainbow was about to hesitate again but this time, her perspective changed.
There were a few things that she knew that both of them would like and maybe a few things
that would get her out of her comfort zone. After all, Rarity did say that she wanted to hang
out, right? In fact, Rainbow-Dash actually wanted to spend some more
bonding time for a while now. Her main concern now, was that since Rarity
was being so generous to her, she didn’t really want to screw up such an
opportunity by being too, well... Dash, with everything.
But at the same time, she didn’t want to be too ooh la la and
Fun and Fancy Froo-Froo either.
Obviously, the solution to Rainbow’s friendship problem was a
penalty kick with no defenders or goalie stopping her.
Just choose something they both would probably like and then, BINGO!!! Quality
fun time for all. However, she knew that there actually were defenders
in the game of life, and a goalie too. Kick it the wrong way or in an
underachieving fashion, and you will lose. But, on the other
hand, this was also the Rainbow-Dash who knew that the
only way to find out anything in life in the first place,
was to focus, run up and give the ball a good hard kick.
After a few, good, hard minutes (really, it was only a few seconds), Rainbow took a deep breath and
was ready with her decision.
“So, Rainbow Dash?” Rarity kindly offered, “What would you like to do today?”