She stared at herself in the mirror and scowled. Hours of scrubbing and washing and more scrubbing left her with only pain and stinging eyes. Why did she let Pinkie talk her into going all out for her Nightmare Night costume? Whatever she had dumped into her once glorious rainbow mane wasn’t going to come out unless she resorted to drastic measures.
Or at least, did something out of revenge to feel better about the situation. Come to think of it, what would a monochrome Rainboom even look like? Twilight would think it was the end of the world.
Organizational Skills
Twilight, meanwhile, had a conundrum of her own. The library was a mess after her current bout of studying, leaving the rare opportunity to resort the whole thing. She was torn on whether to do it alphabetically, thereby ensuring that the Elements were always under E, or to follow the tried and true Dulmen Decimal System that every library used. It didn’t help matters that she was currently absorbed in a book of old pony tales, one in particular about some demonic type force and it’s so-called Rainbow of Darkness.
Not that such things were real, Twilight noted.
A Gem Too Far
What she wouldn’t give for a Rainboom right about now.
Rarity stared at the giant rock, her horn pulsing at the no doubt large deposit of gems inside. Of all days for Spike not to come with her for gem hunting. Granted his little bouts of eating (or hoarding) the loot were easy enough to tolerate if only for his company. Rarity was a very social pony, and she hated going to events alone. Even more so since the incident with those Diamond Dogs.
She glanced over her shoulder. None in sight so far. Perhaps they learned their lesson.
Sick Day
It was bound to happen eventually. Fluttershy had caught the feather flu and was currently stuck in bed. The little visit from the stranger pony with the monochrome mane had been exciting, and a much needed boost of morale when she found out it was Rainbow Dash. Laughter is the best medicine after all, which might explain why Pinkie never left her to rest. The crashing and banging in the kitchen downstairs was occasionally punctuated by Angel Bunny’s overreactions like Pinkie was going to burn the place down.
Of course, knowing Pinkie, that wouldn’t be too far fetched.
My Mare!
Pinkie smiled to herself as she prepared Fluttershy more soup. Seeing her prank on Rainbow Dash work so well made the tantrum she was going to face later well worth it. No way her Dashie could top a prank like that.
It felt nice to finally get rid of all the tension between them and do things right. Now they were better friends than ever, so to speak. Alone, they were perfectly capable of getting into trouble. But together, they had become an unstoppable force of mayhem and mischief.
Ponyville didn’t stand a chance against the brewing prank war.
An Apple A Day
Applejack stood dumbfounded, trying to pinpoint who to blame for the mess the south field had become. She only knew one pony capable of pulling off a Sonic Rainboom, but the fact that it was as black and white as a polecat added an air of mystery. Whoever caused it, the shockwave cracked trees in half and sent apples scattering everywhere. Apple Bloom thought a twister was coming, the racket it made.
At least whatever did it had the courtesy to make sure it only hit the area of the orchid that had been struck with a case of blight.
Blight
Dash stood on a cloud and admired her handiwork. The monochrome explosion in the middle of the sky almost looked like a hole tore in the fabric of time-space, waiting to suck up anything in its path. She had to admit, it looked awesome. Maybe even say, ‘wicked’.
Applejack should thank her for the free tree clearing service. A few free apple fritters would suffice. One bad apple spoils the bunch, after all, and those blighted trees weren’t going to clear themselves.
It would take her and Twilight a while to figure out what had happened. Plenty of time.