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// Prompt #382: Brash, Perhaps Quite Fetching 
// Story: Ponywatching 
// by ThunderTempest 
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There were three Rainbow Dashes, Rarity had decided. It was the only way that she could reconcile all the conflicting aspects of Rainbow’s personality.

The first Rainbow Dash was the red one. All speed, all the time. The outside persona that she unconsciously and constantly projected to the world. That Rainbow Dash was the one that charged at dragons to protect her friends, who threw herself into impossible stunts to save her, the Rainbow Dash who was the self-proclaimed Best Flyer in Equestria, and who could actually make a decent case for that to be official. Red Rainbow Dash was unquestionably loud. She made sure that everyone in the room was aware that she was here, and that whenever possible, all eyes were on her and her alone.

The yellow Rainbow Dash Rarity saw whenever Rainbow and Pinkie got together to go pranking. She was playful, and a little childish, but Rarity didn’t mind so much. She carried a laugh in her eyes and a smile in her heart. She flittered about and acted innocent, though Rarity knew who had really come up with the idea to put green dye in her shampoo that one time. Yellow Rainbow Dash was a child, mischevious, but not malicious, and she often left trails of laughs in her wake.

The last Rainbow Dash was the blue one. Nopony except those close to Rainbow saw her this way if she could help it. This was the Rainbow Dash that snuggled up to Rarity in the dark nights and whispered her fears about the next day, or what would happen when she was finally forced to move away. The blue Rainbow was no less loyal or courageous than the red one, but she was certainly less open. This was where Rainbow put her fears and doubts. And every time that Rarity felt Rainbow’s wings wrap around her during the night, Rarity could only hug her back and whisper small nothings and reassurances that everything would be alright.

And it was these three Rainbow Dashes that made designing a dress for Rainbow Dash such a challenge for Rarity, because she never knew what colour to use for the dress. There was only so much that she could do with a rainbow scheme, after all. And Rainbow Dash also had a habit of looking utterly fantastic in anything that Rarity put on her, which did not help.

Though that may have been because Rarity couldn’t ever entirely stop thinking about the body that lay under the clothes she put on it.