As the girls held Rainbow Dash in place, they began the makeover process with a touch of mischief in their eyes. "Okay, Rainbow, time to embrace your inner fashionista!" Star declared with a playful tone.
Rainbow Dash struggled a bit, but the girls managed to convince her to cooperate. They handed her the pink long-sleeve crop top, and after a moment of hesitation, she slipped it on. To her surprise, the top fit her perfectly, hugging her athletic frame in a flattering way. The crop top added a feminine touch to her usual sporty look, and she had to admit it wasn't as bad as she thought.
Next, they handed her the white and black skirt with a belt. She sighed but complied, and the girls expertly helped her into the skirt. The outfit added a touch of sophistication to her appearance, which she hadn't expected.
To finish the outfit, the girls gave her white high heels.
Now, it was time for her hair. The girls gathered around, and one of them began combing through her rainbow-colored locks with care. They decided to style it into soft, wavy waves that cascaded gracefully over her shoulders. It was a departure from her usual tomboyish ponytail, but the end result looked surprisingly pretty.
The girls laid out an array of makeup products on a nearby table. They started with a clean canvas, using a gentle cleanser to remove any dirt or sweat from Rainbow Dash's face.
They applied a light foundation that matched her blue skin tone, giving her complexion a smooth and even finish.
With a touch of blush, they added a natural flush to her cheeks, enhancing her features.
They opted for pink eyeshadow, which complemented her vibrant eyes. It was a subtle yet striking choice that made her eyes pop.
Using a fine eyeliner brush, they delicately lined her eyes, giving them a more defined and captivating look.
With a couple of coats of black mascara, her lashes became longer and more voluminous.
They chose a soft shade of pink lipstick, which made her pout look alluring and feminine.
Once the makeup was complete, they moved on to accessorizing. They adorned her wrists with golden bracelets, adding a touch of glamour to her outfit. Heart-shaped earrings dangled from her ears, framing her face beautifully. And to complete the look, they placed a silver pendant around her neck, adding charm.
Before stepping back, the girls sprayed a delicate perfume on Rainbow Dash, leaving a pleasant scent in her wake.
As a final touch, they handed her a pair of feminine sunglasses and placed them on top of her head.
When Rainbow Dash finally looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but be amazed by the transformation. The outfit and makeup were a far cry from her usual style, but she had to admit that she looked surprisingly chic and glamorous.
"Wow, I can't believe this is me," she muttered, surprise in her voice.
Star beamed at her creation, saying, "See? You look absolutely stunning, Rainbow Dash! Fashion-forward and fierce!"
Rainbow Dash blushed, feeling a sense of vulnerability she rarely experienced. "Thanks, guys. This is definitely different," she admitted with a shy smile.
Everyone gave a gleeful smile. Rainbow was wrapped up into her new look she forgot about her things. She went wide eyed and shook of her awe.
“Hey I know this was fun or whatever but where is my things!?” Rainbow demanded. Star gave her a smug look. Rainbow knew this wasn’t going to be good.
“If you want your things, you’re going to have to act like a lady for the remainder of the summer,” Star said, putting her finger up and talking like a teacher. Rainbow gave her a look and immediately refused.
“Hey, this was a one time thing! Now give me back my shit!” Rainbow yelled. Star put a hand on her shoulder.
“You want your things don’t you?” Rainbow sighed.
“Ugh, whatever let’s do this,” Everyone in the room cheered. Rainbow frown deepened.
Rarity was still proud of herself about completing the obstacle course, but she was just so tried she couldn’t do anything else. She sat a bench.
“I wonder how’s Rainbow holding up,” she pondered. “I bet she’s complaining about everything driving everyone mad.”
The fashionista giggled at the thought. In her pondering, she heard Spitfire call out to the camp, Rarity gave a long groan and a little cry. She removed herself from the wooden bench and slowly making her way to Spitfire.
“Next activity is weight lifting!” Spitfire said going start into the point. Some people groaned while Rarity wanted to cry.
Sweat started to soak her body once again, Rarity let out a frustrated cry at all that was going on.
“No complaining newbies. You won’t reach your full potential,” Sprite announced. “Now get in there!”
Everyone started going to different stations in the small gym. Rarity stood in place not sure where to go. Like she even wanted to.
Spitfire noticed Rarity and approached her.
“C’mon lady, follow me,” Spitfire said. Rarity compiled. She wasn’t paying attention, looking at everyone else doing their things. Spitfire stopped and Rarity bumped into her.
“Sorry,” she sheepishly said. Spitfire led her to a barbell. Rarity stared wided eyed. She was not ready for this.
“Get on missy,” Rarity stepped in front of it. She put her hands on the barbell.
This thing is going to crush me!
Spitfire stood nearby, her competitive spirit radiating. "Alright, Rarity! You can do this! Lift that barbell like a true champion!" Spitfire yelled, her voice echoing in the gym.
Rarity took a deep breath, trying to psych herself up. She had always admired athleticism, but weightlifting wasn't exactly her area of expertise. "Oh, darling, I'm not sure about this. I’m a lady not a…" Rarity looked at ripped man lifting heavy pounds, “gym rat.”
Spitfire crossed her arms, her no-nonsense attitude showing. "Come on, Rarity! Don't give me any of that. You're a strong girl, and I believe in you. Now, grab that barbell and show me what you've got!" she urged, her eyes narrowing with determination.
Rarity gave it a little lift.
"Oh, my stars! This is heavier than I imagined," Rarity gasped, her elegant features contorting with the effort. She strained to lift the barbell, her muscles quivering under the pressure.
Spitfire's voice rang in her ears like a drill sergeant. "Don't you dare give up! Lift with all your might!"
Gritting her teeth, Rarity summoned all her strength and began to lift the barbell. Slowly but steadily, she hoisted it off the ground. Her expression still in discomfort as she continued to lift the weights.
As she struggled with the heavy load, Rarity couldn't help but let out little grunts of exertion. "Oh, how utterly uncouth! Weightlifting is simply not my forte," she muttered between efforts, still trying to maintain her composure despite the strain.
Spitfire, unyielding in her encouragement, barked, "You're doing great, Rarity! Keep going!"
With Spitfire's encouragement ringing in her ears, Rarity pushed herself harder, channeling her inner strength. She managed to raise the barbell higher, her elegant posture contrasting with the sweat forming on her brow.
"Phew! This is absolutely exhausting!" Rarity huffed, sweat glistening on her skin. But she refused to give up, determined to prove herself.
Spitfire's voice remained firm. "You're almost there, Rarity! Show me what you're made of!"
Summoning her last reserves of strength, Rarity lifted the barbell to its peak position. A sense of triumph washed over her as she held the weight for a brief moment before gently placing it back down.
Panting, Rarity stepped away from the barbell, feeling a big sense of relief. "Well, there you have it. I did it!" she exclaimed, a hint of surprise in her voice.
Spitfire clapped her hands together, a genuine smile crossing her face. "You did it, Rarity! I knew you had it in you!" she praised.” Now do it again!”
Rarity gasped at gave small cries of help.