//------------------------------// // Pony // Story: Things Rainbow Dash Doesn't Like // by PresentPerfect //------------------------------// Pony "Thank you ever so much for coming over today, Fluttershy," Rarity said as she held the door open for her friend. "With the spa being renovated, I have been simply beside myself with nothing to do on a Saturday afternoon." "It's no problem, Rarity," Fluttershy assured her with a smile. "After all, we can still spend some time together, even if we're not getting hooficures or mud packs." "You're absolutely right, dear. Won't you have a seat?" Rarity's magic drew a large number of plates, saucers, cups and utensils into the living room. "I made some tea, if you've any interest." "Oh yes!" Fluttershy sat on the sofa, hooves in her lap, and smiled brightly, wings ruffling. "Tea sounds lovely." The tea set floated over, arranging itself ever so perfectly on the coffee table before them. The china shone pearlescent and white in the soft glow of afternoon. The intricate green vine patterns and light gold filigree marked it as imported from griffon lands. Had Rarity not inherited it from her late maternal grandmother, it would have cost her a small fortune to procure it. "One lump or two, dear?" "Oh!" Fluttershy shifted in her seat, having not been paying attention. "Two, please. I like my tea sweet." Rarity laughed softly. "Somehow, I'm not surprised." She deftly dropped two cubes of sugar into Fluttershy's tea, and one in her own. Fluttershy lifted the cup to her lips and blew gently. "Oh, this smells heavenly," she remarked. "Is it orange?" "Pekoe, yes." Rarity nodded. "With mint. I recently ordered it from Canterlot and have found it to be most relaxing." Fluttershy sipped daintily, to keep from burning her mouth. "It's lovely, Rarity." "Why, thank you, dear!" They sat in silence for some time, sipping their tea and smiling at one another when their eyes met. "I must say, Fluttershy," Rarity said at length, "here in my own home, I'm finding myself at a loss for words. Usually I'm not so reticent at the spa. I must apologize." "It's no problem, Rarity." Fluttershy gave her an extra-big smile to drive home the point. "But if you want to talk about something, that's all right, too." "Well, have you anything you'd like to talk about?" Fluttershy thought for a moment. "Um... No. Not really, that is." "Shall we do something then?" "Oh, yes, please!" Fluttershy nodded enthusiastically. "What did you have in mind?" It was Rarity's turn to think. After a few moments, she frowned. "Oh, bother." "What's wrong?" "Well, it's just that..." Rarity sighed. "I suddenly feel ever so boring. You've been nice enough to come spend time with me, but I hadn't actually planned anything for us to do. And now that I'm on the spot about it, well..." Fluttershy nodded. "Go on..." "You'll think me silly." "Not at all!" "Well..." Rarity gave a light titter. "We could always give each other makeovers. It's more or less the same thing as what we would normally be doing at the spa, which is why I accuse myself of being unoriginal, you see, but..." "That sounds like fun, actually!" Fluttershy said, loud enough to startle herself with her own volume. She squeaked and flopped a wing over her eyes, to which Rarity laughed softly. "I-I mean, Aloe and Lotus are so well trained at what they do... It would be a very different thing if we were to do that. Not to say that you're bad at giving makeovers, of course. But, um, I might be." "Well, now you've gone and made it sound practically exciting!" Rarity stood, setting her cup gently onto its saucer. "I insist we retire to my boudoir immediately. Let the makeovers commence!" Fluttershy giggled, took a last sip of her tea, and followed Rarity upstairs to her room. The plush carpeting muffled their hoofsteps and made Fluttershy feel cozy and at home. Rarity's room turned out to be equally plush, with its canopied poster bed, numerous bureaux and dressers, and an enormous vanity on the opposite side. Fluttershy sat on the bed and watched Rarity begin to take out various cosmetics and utensils from the drawers of the vanity. "Now then, where shall we begin? Makeup? Mane styling? Perhaps a little hoof polish!" "Um..." Fluttershy smiled and blushed. "I don't wear a lot of makeup myself, so I don't know how well I'll do with it. But I'd be happy to brush your mane." "Certainly, dear! Why don't I go first, then." Rarity took a seat with her back to Fluttershy, wiggling in anticipation. "I'm excited to see what you'll do with me!" "All right." Fluttershy nodded and lifted into the air, taking a comb in her hooves and peering at Rarity's mane. "Umm, you don't use bobby pins or anything like that, right?" Rarity gave her head a little toss. "This is all natural curl and hot irons, dear, believe it or not." "Oh my!" Fluttershy smiled appreciatively and reached out, hesitating a bit. "Um, well, here I go..." With soft strokes, she slowly undid Rarity's careful styling, save for the foremost curl over her brow. "I have to know," Rarity said gently, making sure she didn't move her head, "just what you've planned for this." "Oh, uh..." Fluttershy balked, unsure if she should say anything. "Well, I thought, um... You might look nice in a ponytail." "Mm-hmm." "You really should consider wearing your mane down more often," Fluttershy continued, gathering up a large portion of it and brushing it out. "It looks very nice that way. Although I'm leaving in the largest curl, because I think that's more... you. If you know what I mean." "I do, Fluttershy," Rarity responded, and closed her eyes. The brush through her mane tugged ever so slightly at her scalp. It was relaxing, almost like a massage for the head, and she found herself having difficulty keeping her head from bobbing backward with each stroke. In fact, she was having difficulty not moaning in pleasure. Fluttershy's touch was both gentle and masterful. She must spend a lot of time grooming her animal friends, Rarity thought. And now she's grooming me, and I... "F-Fluttershy..." "Yes, Rarity?" "Do... Do you think you might be able to groom my coat as well?" Fluttershy smiled. "Oh, of course! Let me just find the curry comb... Oh!" It levitated insistently in front of her face and she grabbed it out of the air with her mouth. As she began to run it in soft, clean strokes over Rarity's back, the unicorn gasped and squirmed. "Am... Are you all right, Rarity?" "Fine!" Rarity shouted. "I am just fine, yes! Pleasedon'tstop!" "Um, okay..." Rarity squeezed her eyes shut. She bit her lip. Everything Fluttershy was doing to her was absolutely driving her mad. She'd never felt this way about grooming before. What was happening to her? Was it because Fluttershy was doing it, and not herself or a stranger like the spa twins? There was something ever so... intimate about grooming. Fluttershy moved to Rarity's flank, and she began to sweat, tossing her head backward with a loud gasp. Suddenly, the window shattered. A streak of six colors flew in, knocking the curry comb out of Fluttershy's grasp. "Ouch!" she cried. Rarity opened her eyes and gasped. "Rainbow Dash! Look what you did to my window! What in Equestria are you doing?" Rainbow Dash sneered at them both. "I don't like when pony should pony pony," she said. Fluttershy rubbed her hoof while Rarity twitched, blushing furiously. "Um," said Fluttershy.