"Oh, Rainbow Dash, sweetheart. I'm so grateful to you. I feel so much better knowing you're looking after my home!" Rarity's voice was full of thankfulness as she gazed up at her friend.
Rainbow Dash always liked being thanked, especially from Rarity. "Don't worry, Rarity. When you come back, there will be no trace of dirt as if nobody has ever been."
Rarity passed her the keys, her slim fingers were slightly touching Rainbow's hands. "Oh, and please keep an eye on Opal, okay? And don't let Sweetie Belle stay up gaming all night. I'll be home next weekend."
Rainbow rolled her eyes. "I'll get everything under control. Have a blast on your trip!"
Once Rarity's car pulled away, Rainbow Dash stepped inside, dropping her bag by the door.
She looked around the well-furnished rooms. She then turned and saw the living room where Sweetie Belle was lying on her stomach.
She was totally hooked on this game. She didn't even notice Rainbow Dash hanging around.
The weekend had gone off without issues. Everything was taken care of by Dashie. The house was kept clean and Sweetie Belle was kept off of the problems list. However, by Monday, boredom started creeping in on Rainbow.
"Gosh! It's so boring here." Rainbow complained as she settled down on a soft couch. She checked the time on her phone. Sweetie wouldn't be back from school for a while.
With nothing better to do, Rainbow started roaming around the house. It was her first time solo in Rarity's home. She was drawn to Rarity's bedroom like a magnet. What kind of secrets does her friend hold?
Rarity's room was loaded with beauty stuff and racks of vibrant clothes made from soft, rich fabrics. Rainbow ran her fingers along the gorgeous dresses.
"Don't like dresses. I would never wear them even if Rarity gave me ten." Her eyes went from one thing to the thing, and at last she discovered something completely out of place.
She noticed an ultra-modern, high-tech robot lying in the corner. It was tall like a wardrobe, having a smooth, metallic surface, six of its arms. The base of the machine rested on sturdy, spider-like legs.
"What is this?" she muttered.
Curiosity to the strange machine brought her closer and, not even knowing, she inadvertently pressed a button on its panel. The thing buzzed to life, its legs shifting slightly to steady itself. The arms started unfolding with a quiet hum. Rainbow jumped back, her pulse racing, suddenly feeling afraid.
Suddenly, the robot's chilly metal arms snapped around her wrists.
"Hey!! Unhand me!" Rainbow Dash yelled. But no matter how hard she tried to escape, the metallic robot hands tightened like a vise. She was lifted off the ground.
The machine whirred around her. Its sensors scanned her from head to toe. Her protests were drowned out by the loud hums and clicks as various compartments opened, revealing an array of beauty tools and supplies.
"This is not cool!" Rainbow Dash yelled. She tried to break free again, but the machine was relentless. "Rarity, I'm gonna kill you for this!"
The first arm approached with a soft brush, gently applying a pink hue to her eyelids. Another arm followed, adding black mascara and a winged eyeliner. Despite her squirming, the machine continued its meticulous work, transforming her face with precision.
"Oh, come on! Not the makeup!" Rainbow Dash cried with annoyance as she sensed the cold lipstick on her lips. The machine coated a shiny and glossy pink hue onto them.
Then the mechanical arms began applying a matching shade of pink polish to her nails. She could only watch in horror as the mechanical arms added golden bracelets and heart-shaped earrings to her ensemble.
"This is a nightmare," Dash mumbled humiliatingly to herself. The machine's hands moved on to her hair, and began styling it into Rarity's signature curls. The robot hand grasped the bottle of fragrance and started spreading its content on Rainbow's skin. The smell of floral perfume filled the air quickly and tickled Dash's nostrils.
At last, the machine pulled out a pale pink long-sleeve crop top, a belt-embellished
white skirt with a light blue heart-shaped diamond, and also white high-heeled boots.
The final piece was the gem pendant on her neck.
The machine finally released her and held out a mirror. Rainbow looked in the mirror and gasped.
"Oh. No, no, no!" she cried out.
"This isn't me!!" she said, tugging at the jewelry and wobbling on those tall heels. But everything was fastened so tightly that removing them from the body was a real challenge.
All of a sudden, the door squeaked and opened. Sweetie Belle stepped inside. Her eyes got huge from the sight.
"Wow, Rainbow Dash, is it really you?" she giggled. "You look almost like Rarity. Bet she won't be thrilled you're playing with her stuff."
Rainbow Dash's cheeks went bright red. "This is not funny, Sweetie! Better help me get this stuff off!!"
But before she could escape, the machine's arms grabbed Rainbow again.
Sweetie Belle shook her head. "No. Sorry. Looks like I'm going to play my PonyStation's games all day today while you're learning some manners, Miss Dashie. He-he."
This time, the robot guided her towards a treadmill that unfolded from the wall. "Seriously? A treadmill?" Rainbow Dash groaned, her annoyance growing stronger. The machine beeped, indicating it was about to start.
The treadmill started at a slow pace, forcing Rainbow Dash to balance on the heels. She wobbled, but the machine's arms steadied her, keeping her from falling.
Hours felt like days as Rainbow Dash was forced to walk back and forth, the pace gradually increasing until she was strutting like a runway model. The machine wouldn't let her leave until her walk was impeccable, each step confident and poised.
Next, the mechanical arms positioned her in front of a full-length mirror. "Now what?" she grumbled. The machine brought out a small sign, displaying instructions she had to follow.
"I'm beautiful... I'm perfect... I'm the most fabulous girl in the world..." She read them aloud. The frustration was clear in her voice. The words felt so foreign and ridiculous.
The machine beeped angrily, indicating she needed to say it with more conviction. "I'm beautiful! I'm perfect! I'm the most fabulous girl in the world!!!" She cringed but kept repeating it until the machine was satisfied.
The machine then moved her to another part of the room, where it began teaching her various female positions. Rainbow Dash can't help but obey the commands of this stupid machine. Eventually, it would stop or its battery would finally deplete; it wouldn't last forever, Rainbow thought.
She curved her spine, pushed her hip out, and threw out some over-the-top poses, each one clumsier than the one before.
"See, I'm a supermodel now. Satisfied?" she grumbled. But the robot hasn't finished with her yet. It pulled up some paper for her to read, making her practice flirting.
"This is so stupid," she whispered, refusing to continue.
The robotic arms weren't backing off, though. Dash began practicing tossing out winks, fluttering her lashes, playing with her hair, and blowing kisses right in front of the robot.
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Rainbow Dash let out a tired groan as the robot's nonstop beeping yanked her out of sleep. Still half-asleep, she tried to swat the sound away, but the metal hands gripped her tight and tugged her out of bed.
"What now?" she snapped, annoyed.
The robotic arm passed her a crisp, folded note. Dashie huffed, then opened it up.
"Prepare Sweetie Belle's breakfast and bring it to her in bed," she read aloud with sarcasm.
"Breakfast? Seriously?" Rainbow muttered, rolling her eyes.
The machine beeped, as if urging her to get moving. The machine's arms pushed her gently towards the kitchen.
"Why should I do this? It's not my duty," she muttered to herself, flipping pancakes angrily.
Finally, breakfast was ready, and Dash threw it together on a tray, placing a glass of orange juice too.
She grabbed it and walked toward Sweetie Belle's room. The robot tagged along. The door was ajar, so Rainbow just opened it with her hip.
Sweetie Belle was still asleep. She looked satisfied -- probably from gaming all night long.
"Your breakfast is ready, Miss Sweetie," Rainbow said, trying to sound cheerful.
Sweetie Belle shifted, blinking awake and wiping her eyes.
She cracked up the second she saw Rainbow Dash standing there in her ridiculous, maid outfit. "Wow, Kimberly really taught you some manners, he-he."
Rainbow's face went red. "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. Here's your breakfast."
