“Hey Rarity!” The fashionista looked up from the magazine she was reading and watched as her friend Rainbow Dash landed a few feet away from her. Cyan mare mare lifted her aviator glasses from her eyes and sauntered over.
The Mane Six were all technically part of Princess Twilight Sparkle’s diplomatic mission to the Alliance of United Zebra Nations Conference, but the main, finicky, tedious part of the mission was over. Meetings had been completed. Formal diplomatic dinners had been attended. and copious paperwork had been drafted, checked, signed and then warded. That part was behind them.
Now they were partaking in the informal cultural exchange part of the mission before heading back to Equestria, and Rarity had made absolutely certain that this part included a trip to glorious, golden beaches of Moka-Kaalim and their jewel-like sapphire waters.
Since Rarity knew this trip was in the cards she’d insisted on making all of the mares custom swimsuits. A poorly designed swimsuit could spell disaster for a mare! Every square inch of fabric had to carefully considered, balanced, deliberated on. The less material there was the more critical it became. The unicorn was very happy that her creation was standing up to Rainbow Dash’s aerial gymnastics.
Peering over her cat eye sunglasses Rarity addressed her friend. “Yes Rainbow Dash. What can I do for you darling?”
“Oh nothing!” The prismatic maned pegasus grinned at her. “I just wanted to let you know this awesome swimsuit you made me has totally passed with flying colors!” The mare twirled in place. “I just put this thing through it’s paces. Loops, spins, barrel rolls, and dives, and I never fell out it!”
“I’m glad to hear that darling. Also if I may say so I can’t help but noticing that it does a splendid job flattering your figure!” She paused and glanced at a couple of zebra stallions, and one zebra mare, who had noticed her friend’s arrival and were looking at her intently with smiles on their faces. They were sitting at a nearby beach side bar. Rarity looked back her friend.
“And I apparently am not only who has notice how fine you look in it darling.”
Rainbow Dash followed her friend’s gaze to the zebra and then back to her violet-blue maned friend. A grin slowly spread across the RD’s face.
“Yeah! Looks it’s time for some more cultural exchanges.” With that the Wonderbolt started sauntering toward the bar.
A moment from one of my anthro MLP dreamscapes. And before anyone asks this piece is not for sale.