//------------------------------// // The Frilly Fluffy Follies of Rainbow Darling and Applefuzz // Story: Trouble at the Finish Line // by shortskirtsandexplosions //------------------------------// Soft golden rays of sunlight shimmer over the purple mountains before finally fluttering across the soft powdery cheeks of Princess Rainbow Darling and Princess Applefuzz. The mares sit on the spacious balcony of the crystalline palace overlooking the happy hills of Cherishland. Between the mares' pooling gowns of lavender satin and pink crinoline, there sits a humble table full of teacups and dainty cakes, complete with a fashionable array of lace doilies and delicately perfumed handkerchiefs. Princess Rainbow Darling's shiny ruby eyes dart betwixt the undulating clouds in the rosy heavens above. A twinkling light glints off her pearl-studded tiara while her mane hangs in lusciously colored curls. The smell of jasmine hair conditioner and vanilla beauty powder wafts up to her tender little nostrils. "Uhhhhh..." Rainbow Dash coos, wincing immediately at her awkwardly feminine tone. "Applejack, I am... gghht... overwrought with most frightful... nnngh... fr-freakiness..." Princess Applefuzz takes a sip from a teensy-weensy cup of sugar-sprinkled tea, and it takes a herculean effort to wrench her lace-sleeved forelimb away from her candy-pink lips. Forest-green eyes reflect the lengths of the fabulous palace as her petite chest palpitates from within her richly embroidered pink bodice. "I do declare, Rainbow Dash, I too am sufferin' the vapors..." Princess Rainbow Darling strains to even turn her neck, looking past her puffy lavender shoulder sleeves. All it takes is one gust of wind, and her face is full of the enchanting cinnamon scent from Princess Applefuzz's intricately braided mane. "Are you... mmffng... h-having as much trouble moving as... I-I am...?" Her regal eyelashes flutter on their own acord. "My sweet?" "Reckon I am. It's almost as if I can't... c-can't..." The other mare's freckled face scrunches. She looks over, fuzzy little ears twitching with dangling earrings. "Did y'all just call me 'My sweet?'" "I... c-can't help it..." Rainbow Darling clutches her hooves together in a dainty pose. Her eyelids grow heavier and heavier. "Can't... st-stop... wanting..." She gulps. "To c-compliment your... exquisite mane..." Her ruby eyes pulse with each resounding heartbeat. "And a-a-adorable apple hairclips..." "And I yer... y-your fabulous dress and darling petticoats..." Princess Applefuzz tries to clench her teeth, but she nearly blinds Rainbow Darling from how immaculately white they are. "I... I think... I-I think—" "Rarity," Rainbow Darling lisps. "Absolutely." Applefuzz nods, cupping a weak fetlock around her trembling chin. "She always did have a princess fetish." "Th-then why are we both in it, sweetie cakes?" Rainbow Darling winces at her own words, but still fights the urge to speak over her raised teacup. "Nnnggh... and... wh-where is Twilight's character? This d-doesn't make any—" Whispering gently, Princess Applefuzz reaches across the intricate tea arrangement and caresses Rainbow Darling's cheek. She relishes in the feel of a lock of Rainbow's silken mane as it brushes up against her soft orange fetlock, sending tremors of quivering excitement through the fiery depths of her lace-clad being. "Applejack?! Wh-what are you—?" "I can't stop myself... my beauty... Honest! I-I'm trying—" With a soft sigh, Rainbow Darling nuzzles Applefuzz's caressing hoof. She gives the orange fetlock the most tender of kisses, her breath squeaking through in delight as her lipstick stains the other princess' hoof with gloss and glitter. She leans forward, giving Applefuzz ample access to her shoulders and chin, until the other mare is caressing the dress' neckline with the wildest—yet the gentlest abandon. "R-Rainbow...?!" Applefuzz stammers from where she's leaning over. "I... I can't stop it either." (Gulp!) "Oh, Applefuzz—I-I mean Applejack!" She winces. "At this rate... I'll... I mean you'll... I mean we'll...—" "Well, I know one way to p-put a stop to... stop to..." "A stop to w-what?!" "Never you mind!" Applejack forces her neck to face heavenward. She shouts towards the ramparts of the castle, though it only comes out as a weak, sissy murmur: "Plot Override: Nancy Gamma S-Seven!" Nothing happens. "Mmmmmm..." Rainbow coos, her breaths growing more and more punctuated with frightful spasms as the top her shoulder pokes out of her gown. "Applejack... wh-what's wrong—?" "Listen here, comic book!" Applefuzz stammers, trying her best to remain in control of her muzzle... which is getting closer and closer to Rainbow's scrumptious blue neck. "I done told you... Plot Override: N-Nancy Gamma Seven!" Still nothing. They are still on the verandah. They are still inhaling each other's perfume. They are still merging their poofy dresses into one. "I... I d-dun get it!" Applefuzz seethes, eyes rolling back. "I mean... I-I do not understand this m-most dismaying circumstance, beloved!" "Rarity..." Rainbow Darling wheezes, her mane growing tusseled beneath a lopsided tiara as she suddenly leans in and nuzzle-nuzzles Applefuzz. "She... she overrode the override..." "She... who d-did what...?" Applefuzz murmurs, dazed. "Somepony... someone..." The other princess' wings finally burst out of her gown as the corset disentegrated around her palpitating body. "S-something to do with... the unicorn... and the place..." "She... s-set us up..." Applefuzz warbled, leaning in to snifffff her way down Rainbow Dash's neck. "Rarity... it was a set up... this whole thing..." "Mmmmm-for whatttttttttt...?" Rainbow Darling drools. Princess Applefuzz turns, gazing sleepily into the bedroom just beyond the balcony where both mares are heatedly seated. Inside, a giant plush canopy bed waits, its lace duvet already unfolded and covered from head to foot with rose petals and honey-scented pillows. Candles flicker atop dressers, tables, vanities, and the edges of a giant open tub steaming with a fresh lavender bath. The air tingles with incense and the exquisite musical notes of a violin record softly crackling in the background. "Oh dear Celestia," Applefuzz is already moaning. A warm wind blows down from the softening fuchsia sky, urging her out of her seat. She picks up Rainbow Darling—now half naked—and starts carrying her in a playful sashay towards the bathtub and the bed beyond. "I can't... I can't..." "Then don't! Please!" Rainbow Darling swoons, lying draped over Applefuzz's supple flank with a weak forelimb draped over her flushed face. Her wings drag through the slack velvet curtains gathered beneath them as Applefuzz nearly trips on her diamond-studded heels. "Don't! The last th-thing I want is for you to soak me head-to-tail in that lavender bath and make me sob with tiny tremors of passion..." "And th-the last thing I wanna do, Rainbow, is gobble up each of those little shrieks with my warm lips wrapped around your tiny muzzle..." "B-because I totally wouldn't want to have m-my revenge by k-kissing my way up your strong orange body and making you sc-scream my name to the mountains..." "And I d-don't fancy tearin' the bed off its foundations and the whole castle beneath it with what I-I've always w-wanted to do to yer sassy lil' figure..." "And I've n-never dreamt of... mmmmm... w-wrapping all my legs around you while you do it..." "I wouldn't even b-bite yer ear..." "I wouldn't even let you..." "Not at all..." "Rarity's wrong..." "So wrong..." "So cruel... for doing this..." "For... doing you... want to... want to do..." Applefuzz slumps to the ground besides the hot, windswept bath. There's moonlight outside all of the sudden. Stars illuminate the beads of sweat rivuleting down her flanks. She cradles the other princess to her like a pair of deflated flowers. She looks into her eyes. "Rainbow Darling?" "Yes... m-my beautiful liege?" Applefuzz gulps. "...you suck." "So do you." Rainbow Darling rolls her eyes back. "Now do me." And Princess Applefuzz does.