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- >Rarity paced around the Carousel Boutique, a frown on her face.
- >She was in a slump.
- >Her dresses, her designs, everything just felt so soulless to her.
- >Oh, they were sound. They were 'flawless.' They were good.
- >But she wanted -needed- GREAT.
- >She'd normally be content with her usual designs, but not today.
- >And so she paced, and thought, and looked for something -anything- that would fire her up.
- >Something that would inspire her.
- >The chime of the Boutique bell gave her pause, though only for a moment as she continued pacing.
- "Hey, Rarity! Uh... Are you okay?"
- >Rarity pauses for a moment, just enough to acknowledge Rainbow Dash's presence, before continuing her routine.
- "Hello, Rainbow Dash. I'm just... hmm. No. I'm just brainstorming ideas...Oh, what if I added sequins?"
- >Rainbow Dash watches as Rarity paces and mumbles to herself, finding the sight a bit amusing.
- >Still, it couldn't be good for Rarity to get so worked up over something. So...
- "What's got you so jittery?"
- "I'm not jittery, darling."
- "Oh, really?"
- >Rarity sighs, stops pacing, and looks at Rainbow Dash.
- >Her eyes look surprisingly sad. Not her usual over-dramatic sort of sad, but like she's just tired of life.
- "Well, maybe a little."
- "Rare, look. Why don't you just rest for a bit, alright?"
- >The fashionista nods and lets out a sigh, before letting Rainbow Dash guide her to her lounging couch.
- >She settles into the couch, resting her head on a pillow propped up by one of the couch arms.
- "There. So, do you need anything?"
- "Do you know how to make tea?"
- "Um... yeah... You just take the tea thingy and boil it in water, right?"
- >Rarity rolls her eyes, but gives Rainbow Dash a small smile.
- "Can you be a dear and just fetch me a bottle of tea from the refrigerator?"
- With a nod, Rainbow Dash makes her way into the kitchen.
- "Oh, and feel free to help yourself to something as well!"
- >Rainbow Dash soon returned with a bottle of tea, alongside a bottle of soda and a bowl of grapes.
- "Thank you, dear."
- >As Rarity unscrews the tea bottle, Rainbow Dash takes a seat on the couch and plops a few grapes into her mouth.
- >After taking a few sips, Rarity lets out a small sigh of relief.
- "Heh. Feeling better?"
- "A little bit, darling."
- >Plopping another grape into her mouth, Rainbow Dash turns to Rarity.
- "So, what's the deal with you and... well, all 'that.'"
- "Rainbow Dash, don't talk while eating. It's bad manners."
- "Yeah, okay, mom. But, seriously. What's going on?"
- >Rarity sighs, taking another sip of her tea.
- "Well, I've just been wracking my mind trying to come up with some new designs, but..."
- >She waves her hand, pointing to the scattered papers and dresses lining her work area.
- "I'm just not feeling it."
- "Okay, so... hmm."
- >Rainbow Dash hunches over, her chin resting on her fist as she mulls over Rarity's problem.
- >Usually, whenever Rainbow Dash is in a funk, she just plays soccer.
- >Shooting a few goals or 30 always seems to make her feel better, feel focused.
- >Rarity, on the other hand, hates sports. Well, just getting dirty or sweaty in general.
- >Which is basically what sports is about. So, she hates sports.
- >Well, she hates doing sports. Doesn't seem to mind watching.
- "Wait a second, what were we talking about?"
- "Um, well, I'm having trouble finding inspiration for-"
- >Ok, so. Inspiration.
- >Rainbow Dash gets inspiration from doing things.
- >Rarity gets inspiration from looking at things.
- >How can these two facts be used to get Rarity out of her funk?
- >Rainbow Dash felt a trickle down her forehead, causing her to groan in irritation.
- >Normally, she wouldn't mind a bit of sweat, but the trickling sensation was making it hard to focus.
- "Rainbow Dash."
- "Yeah?"
- "You're sweating."
- "Uh, yeah. Sorry. Can I-"
- >Rarity leans in.
- "Your hair and skin. They're sweaty."
- >Rainbow Dash scoots back a bit.
- "Um?"
- "Sweaty and shiny."
- >Rarity leans in, a smile on her face. Rainbow Dash feels her cheeks redden a bit.
- "Don't you see?"
- "Um. No?"
- >Rarity frowns.
- "I've been looking at this the wrong way! Instead of just making something static, I could create a dynamic design!"
- >She gets up and heads towards her work area, with Rainbow Dash following.
- >After reaching into a chest lying nearby, she pulls out a small diamond and raises it to Rainbow Dash's face.
- "You can see them, right? The rainbow colors in the diamond?"
- "Um, yeah-wait... Yeah. Yeah, I do."
- "Now, in regards to your sweatiness, the sheen of your skin 'moves' depending on where one looks from."
- >She steps past Rainbow Dash and begins to circle and examine her.
- "However, two people at two different positions, looking at the same spot, will see a different sheen, right?"
- "I guess?"
- "So, I was thinking that I could use material that, depending on lighting and where a person stands, will change color!"
- >Rainbow Dash's eyebrows knit together for a moment.
- "Oh! You mean like holographic baseball cards?"
- "Well... yes. I suppose I do."
- >Rarity stops her circling and takes a contemplative stance.
- "Hmm. Well... that really does sound like what I want... but..."
- "Does stuff like that even exist for clothes?"
- "Holographic fabric? Oh, yes, absolutely, darling."
- >She heads back to her work area and starts to leaf through a few drawers.
- >After a few moments of searching, she pulls out a piece of silver fabric that looked like it was covered in sequins.
- >She holds the object up, turning it in the light, which causes the sequins' colors to change.
- "The things is: I'm not very fond of the look and-"
- "You know what, Rare?"
- "Yes?"
- >Rainbow Dash smirks at her.
- "Why don't you draw something up and we'll work something out?"
- "Ah. Well, alright."
- >So, Rarity spent the next 10 minutes doing up a sketch, with Rainbow Dash looking over her shoulder.
- "And so, what I want is just a solid color, and then the holographic fabric will break it up like this, see?"
- >Rainbow Dash nods.
- "Yeah. Now, what I'm thinking is, maybe you could do something like the dress you made me for the Fall Formal."
- "Mmm. Can you explain your idea a bit more?"
- "Ok. Well, you used rainbow colors for my dress. So, I was thinking that, instead of just having one color and then the fabric breaks it up like a candy cane, that you could use, maybe one color for the bottom half and use the fabric to break up the top."
- >Rarity looks from Rainbow Dash to the design, her eyebrows knitting together as she taps her pencil against the paper.
- "I see what you mean... Oh!"
- >She gets up from her work desk, takes a few steps away from her friend and uses her hands to 'frame' her.
- "Ok. Picture this: you, in a green dress, wearing a shawl with rainbow colors!"
- "A shawl."
- "It's like a little cape that covers your shoulders, dear."
- >Rarity makes her way to a nearby dress and starts leafing through it until she finds a shawl.
- >Tossing the red shawl over her shoulders, she strikes a pose, fluttering her eyelashes at Rainbow Dash.
- "You see?"
- "Y-yeah."
- >Rarity removes the shawl and is about to toss it back where she found it.
- "Wait. You know what?"
- >After striding over to Rainbow Dash, Rarity wraps the shawl around her shoulders.
- "Oh! Red and green! I bit too Hearth's Warming, but... hmm..."
- >Rainbow Dash takes in a breath, a waft of Rarity's perfume tickling her nose.
- >Feeling her face flush a bit, she takes a step back and clears her throat.
- "Oh, I'm sorry, Rainbow Dash. I hope I didn't-"
- "No, no. It's okay. Um. Oh! What if you use some shiny fabric and sew it to make frills or whatever?"
- "On the shawl?"
- >Rainbow Dash nods.
- "You know... that's a good idea."
- "Okay. Green dress. Red shawl."
- >Rarity circles Rainbow Dash, walking behind her.
- "For the shawl, I could use the remaining colors as frills."
- >Raising her hands to Rainbow Dash's shoulders, she lowers them in an outline, fanning out to illustrate her point.
- >Rainbow Dash sniffs, Rarity's perfume smelling more potent than before, and feels her face redden as Rarity leans in.
- "What do you think, darling? Does that sound good?"
- "Y-yeah."
- >Regaining a bit of her composure, Rainbow Dash tugs at the front of the shawl.
- "This thing needs to be tied, right? So, what if I wear something to tie it to?"
- >Rarity pauses for a moment before stepping around to Rainbow Dash's front.
- >She stares at the shawl for a moment before locking eyes with Rainbow Dash.
- "You're right... Maybe... oh! We could use something of a clasp? Like..."
- "A lightning bolt?"
- >Rarity giggles.
- "Exactly! The shawl could be tied onto a loop on the back of the clasp."
- >Setting her sights on Rainbow Dash's shoes, Rarity kneels down.
- "As for the footwear. Hmm. I'm thinking, purple with yellow lining and laces."
- >She makes her way back to her desk and grabs a blank sheet of paper.
- >Rainbow Dash watches her friend work, a smirk on her face as the fashionista hums and mumbles to herself.
- >Rarity's normally pretty high-maintenance, but Rainbow Dash couldn't help but love her passion.
- "There! Okay, what do you think?"
- >Rainbow Dash looks over the design, a colored in sketch of what she guessed was her in the dress.
- "Yeah... that looks really good. I mean, your dresses always look pretty good, but, you know."
- >Rarity giggles, batting her eyelashes.
- "Thank you, dear."
- "Y-yeah... You're welcome."
- "Okay, do you think you can stick around while I make the dress, or come back later?"
- "I don't have anything else to do, so I can stick around."
- "Excellent-"
- >Rainbow Dash holds up her right hand.
- "But."
- "But?"
- >And taps the sketch with her index finger.
- "That hair? On my head? It's not gonna happen."
- >It happened anyways.
- >Begrudgingly, Rainbow Dash gave in to Rarity's request to give her a new hairdo.
- >The tomboy stares at her reflection in the mirror, grumbling as Rarity hums a little ditty.
- "Your hair's quite lovely, Rainbow Dash."
- "Ow."
- "And that's why you should take some time to comb it."
- "Ow."
- "Because then you won't have to deal with knots like this-"
- "Ow!"
- "And your hair will come out lovelier for it."
- "Yeah, well, I don't have to deal with knots if I don't comb-ow!"
- "You at least shampoo it, correct?"
- "Well, soap counts, right?"
- >...
- "Ow!"
- "I mean it, Rainbow Dash. Your hair's lovely and I think you'd look quite stunning if you were to style it every once in awhile."
- "...Really?"
- "Oh, absolutely. I've always thought you looked quite lovely whenever you decided to dress up."
- >Rainbow Dash raises a hand to her face, attempting to casually hide her blush.
- "I... w-Ow!"
- >Rarity stops combing and gives her a worried look.
- "Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude or-"
- "Ah. No, I just think... Well, that kinda means a lot coming from you."
- "Really?"
- "Yeah. I mean... You're the prettiest girl in school. And, well, I dunno."
- >...
- "Rarity?"
- >...
- >Nervously, she looks at Rarity's reflection, noting the small smile on her friend's face.
- "Thank you, Rainbow Dash."
- "Heh. You're welcome... Ow."
- >A few minutes later, Rarity was finished with combing and had set about curling Rainbow's Dash hair a bit.
- "Voila! All that's left is to work on the dress. It'll take a while, so feel free to make yourself at home."
- >With that, Rarity makes her way back to her work area, gathering materials and her sketch.
- "Alright. Do you need to take my measurements?"
- "Oh, no, dear. That's alright."
- >Rarity looks over her shoulder, a smirk on her face.
- "I know your measurements by heart."
- >*wink*
- >An hour or so passed before the dress prototype was done.
- >Once Rainbow Dash got changed into it, she began to model by Rarity's directions.
- "Okay. Just stand straight. No. Arms flat-yes! Like that."
- >Hmmm.
- "Now, stay like that, but turn 90 degrees to your right."
- >Good. Good.
- "Turn."
- >Hmm. The flounce looks a little too low at the back. Raise it an inch or two?
- "Turn."
- >The frills on the shawl look even.
- "Turn. Now, raise your arms to your shoulders."
- >Repeat.
- "Alright, now, just move. Walk, pose. Do what you want."
- >Rainbow Dash strikes a few poses: the Superman, the Adonis, the Warrior, etc.
- >Rarity rolls her eyes, but smiles as she continues to evaluate the dress.
- "Hey, Rare?"
- "Yes?"
- "So, what happened?"
- >Rarity lets out a sigh.
- "Well, I was visited by a potential patron. He's a rather big name in the fashion industry."
- >Rainbow Dash frowns.
- "He insulted your work?"
- "Oh, heavens no, dear! It was criticism, but..."
- >Rainbow Dash folds her arms, a smirk on her face.
- "You overreacted?"
- "A little bit."
- >Rainbow Dash walks over to her and places a hand on her shoulder.
- "Rarity. You're awesome."
- "O-oh?"
- "Not as awesome as me, of course, but still."
- "Oh."
- >Rarity rolls her eyes, causing Rainbow Dash to chuckle.
- "But, seriously. You're creative, smart, a great artist, and a great sewer."
- "Seamstress."
- "Yeah, yeah. You can be a bit snooty, but you're also one of the most generous people I know. So, yeah, you're pretty awesome."
- >Rarity reaches out for her, grabbing her in a mutual hug.
- "Well, at the risk of inflating your ego, I think you're awesome, too. You're a good, loyal friend, and I admire how responsible you can be when you're serious."
- >They share a laugh and seconds tick by.
- >Rarity opens her mouth to speak-
- "I meant it when I said you're the prettiest girl in school."
- >Rarity smiles and leans in, their lips meeting.
- >Rainbow Dash's cheeks redden and she smiles as Rarity pulls away.
- "And you are positively lovely, darling."
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