//------------------------------// // Mommy issues, Dahlings! // Story: Tales of Another Ponyville // by Paradise Oasis //------------------------------// Hello there, Dahlings! Rainbow Dash here, the fabulous pony of ponies whose always on the cutting edge of fashion, and always dresses in style! My lovely blue coat is the shiniest in all of Ponyville, and my luscious rainbow main reflects the thing which I love more than any other- and that is rainbows, Dahling, rainbows! My keen sense of fashion can decide the dress and style that is best for any mare, Dahling! And that's why I am the salespony at Sew and Sew's Sweet Reflections Dress Shop. I'm always really talented at making our customers happy, and our current visitor is certainly no exception! "Oh, hello there, Goodie Darling!" I greeted the lovely mare who came trotting through the door of our shop. "What brings you by our shop today? Looking for a new frock to match the season?" "Oh, Rainbow Dash, you know me all too well!" My dear friend smiled, blowing a hair from her disheveled mane out of place. "I'm sure you can pick out something for me that matches my unique fashion sense!" "Oh, but of course, darling!" I replied nodding my head in agreement. But already my brain was hard at work, sketching out this ponies details in my mind's eye. Let's see now... blue coat, blonde and white mane, mirror cutie mark. Very high haunch, even shoulders and flanks. Goodie Goodie is a pony always on the go, always busy to the point she even forgets to take care of her mane or her looks. A simple blue flower print miniskirt would really accentuate her features, and compliment her personality. "Here you go, dahling!" I exclaimed, pulling a flouncy little skirt off the rack for her. "This little number is SO you!" "Oh wow, I can't believe it! This skirt is so wonderful!" Goodie slipped the ensemble on, and admired herself in the mirror. "Rainbow, you've done it again! How do you always know just what a pony should wear?" "Oh, you know... I just have a knack for knowing what the customer wants, dahling!" I tell her, turning to help her look through another rack. "Now, let's see if we can find you a dahling little scarf over here..." The truth is, I have been good at discerning what pony fashion would look good on a mare ever since I was a little filly, dahling. I come from a family of more sporty and athletic ponies; tomboys, who had little time for fashion or feminine things. My own sweet grandmother was the pride of the Ponyville track team. And it was expected that I would be the next rough and tumble mare to enjoy getting herself dirty while competing on the field. But my heart was never in such barbaric activities, dahling... I love fashion and dressmaking more than what my family is famous for. "Thanks again for your help, Rainbow!" Goodie thanked me, before totting out of the shop. "I'll be back again soon to get that new pair of shoes for my hooves!" "Farewell, Goodie dahling!" I waved to her. "See you again next week!" I went back to hanging a bunch of dresses different ponies had tried on back on the racks, when I heard the sound of the door to the shop opening again. Turning around, I smiled at what I thought was another customer. "Hello there, dahling! And welcome to Sweet Reflections-" "Well, I should've known you'd be here, wasting your time and talent with all these stupid dresses!" An angry yet familiar voice growled at me. "Instead of running races or exercising, you're too busy being all fru-fru!" The rough and muddy pink coat, the extremely long and unkempt pink mane, and the rainbow and cloud cutie mark. I knew at once that this was the one and only Ponyville mare known as Rainbow Flash! "Oh... hello, mother." I replied glumly, returning to my work and trying to ignore her. "What brings you around my shop?" "I thought I'd try to get you away from all this girly nonsense, and get you to do something actually important." Rainbow Flash snapped at me, pushing her wild and tangled locks back so they wouldn't get in her eyes. "I have an important job for you, and it requires you to leave this shop that looks like pink threw up all over it for five minutes." "It's not girly nonsense, mother dahling! It's my life!" I protested, spinning around angrily to face her. "Just because I don't want to go out root around in the mud like a pig the way you and daddy do, doesn't mean that my special talent isn't important, too!" "I just don't know where I went wrong, Dashie. I kept dolls away from you, wouldn't let you wear dresses or pretend you were a princess. I even stopped you from having tea parties with your silly filly friends in the neighborhood." My mother told me with a sigh. "I just don't know where your father and I went wrong." "Mother, you and Scootaloo are the only two mares in this town who don't like girly things, and the rest of us think you two are crazy!" I snort. "So you if have nothing better to do than insult me and my chosen career, I suggest you trot your way back out that door!" "Have it your way, Dashie. I won't be bothering you again!" Rainbow Flash growled at me, before heading back out the door. "I just thought you might like to know that your little friend Princess Wysteria is missing, along with the Celebration Castle's royal balloon!" It only took a few minutes for what my mother had said to sink in, before I galloped out the door after her. Looking up at the castle's tower, I noticed the hot air balloon that was usually docked there was absent from it's normal spot. "Oh no, Wysteria dahling!" I moaned sadly, shaking my head. "What have you gotten yourself into this time!?" Galloping out to find Pinkie and the others, I realized just how wrong about me Rainbow Flash actually was. I may not have turned out to be the daughter she wanted, but I'm enough of a mare of action to take care of my friends when they are in danger! "Hold on, Wysteria dahling!" I said to myself. "I am on my way!"