//------------------------------// // Share // Story: Things Rainbow Dash Doesn't Like // by PresentPerfect //------------------------------// Share It had been a long day of studying for Twilight Sparkle, and while not hard work in the physical sense, that still meant lots of sitting on the floor reading. Her body was, in short, quite stiff and sore, as she tended not to move much while engrossed in a good read. A bath, she decided, would be the perfect way to relax and unwind. She was assured a quiet evening, at least, since Spike was out helping Rarity do Celestia knew what, and had planned to be gone for at least an entire day. The thought of him being out on his own did make her ever so slightly worried, for Rarity's sake if not for his. But if Rarity was going to lead on his little crush like that, well... She was a grown mare. It was something they would have to work out on their own. "Meanwhile," she said to herself, turning the hot water tap on full, "I have a date with Lavender Lift's Foaming Magic Bath Salts." She giggled, levitating the box over from the closet and pouring a generous helping of the scented crystals into the tub. Replacing the box in its dry spot, she went about the room gathering towels, a washcloth, and the bathmat, so that everything could be placed just so before she climbed into the tub. With a good hoof's length left before the water reached the top of the tub, she turned down the hot and turned on the cold, a practiced maneuver. A minute later, and her bath was prepared, with the perfect mix of temperatures to ensure the water would be nice and toasty, but not overly hot. The moment her hoof touched the water's surface, she let out a small moan of pleasure. It turned into a groan as the water embraced her and the warmth suffused her achy muscles. The scent of lilacs and dogwood suffused the air in the bathroom, drawing a contented sigh from her as she lowered herself slowly into the bubbles. Twilight leaned back against the tub, closed her eyes, and with a long exhalation, released all the tension that had built up in her body, letting her mind wander. Pinkie had said something recently about a party, an excuse to show off some new confection she'd devised. That would be something to look forward to. Thinking about Pinkie made Twilight think about music, and soon she was singing snatches of various tunes, just whatever she could bring to mind. "Hmm-hmm... Ponies, ponies..." She hummed a few notes, probably not from the same song. It didn't matter, though. It wasn't like there was anypony else around to hear her. "Ponies, ponies... "The time has come to... "Hmm, hmm, hmm..." Opening one eye, she levitated a washcloth over, along with a bottle of chamomile body wash. The music continued to burble out of her lips as she applied soap to cloth and began to scrub at her withers. "Ponies, ponies... The time has come to... Hmm-hmm... Shared our dreams..." Suddenly, there was a violent explosion from the other end of the tub. Hot water geysered out across the walls and floor, fragrantly soaking every surface of Twilight's bathroom. From out of the foamy depths a head emerged. Multicolored hair lay plastered to the face of a sky blue pony wearing goggles and a snorkel. "Rainbow Dash!" Twilight, perched precariously on the rim of her tub, shivered in the suddenly cool air of the bathroom. "What in the hay are you doing in my bathtub?" Rainbow Dash spat out the snorkel and glowered. "I don't like when ponies shared our dreams." As Twilight fought to keep her balance like a scared cat on a tree limb, Rainbow slowly sank back under the water, leaving behind a few ripples and a column of bubbles.