(A/N) I'm introducing my new OC, Cocoa Dream (a character that is based off of me), in this chapter! ^^

Okay, let's get on with the show! XD

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||Rainbow Dash's POV: Girl Talk and Shopping (Ugh *Sigh*)||

{Saturday, September 20, 2014/4:30pm, Walking To Cafe Zen in Canterlot}

      I'm walking down Celestia Boulevard with Twilight, Rarity, Pinkie, Applejack, and Fluttershy. We had time for a "Girls' Day Out" after all. I slide my black, aviator Ray-Bans on top of my head. With a few taps on my iPhone screen, I post my latest Wondercolts Social post:

@Soarin'sAngel14: The pic of my latest prank is here: [link] My latest victim: @KingBlitz, my cuz, who isn't the king of anything, lol! >:) @CrayCrayP!nk!ePartiez: Sorry I pranked some1 w/out u. U 4give me? *Crosses fingers*

=DASH 14= 9-20-14/4:32pm, via iPhone 6 from Canterlot, Equestria

      I laugh and my phone starts giving me WS alerts. Here come the replies:

@KingBlitz: Real funny, @Soarin'sAngel14. If u wanna get all technical and sh**, you're not an angel, so ha! >:) Man, I h8 that we can't swear; me censoring the word just ruined the intensity of the message. 2 words: video chat. NOW. :)

*King Blitz* 9-20-14/4:33pm, via iPhone from Cloudsdale, Equestria

"It's okay, Dashie!," Pinkie says to me as we walk, smiling, "But that pic is hilarious!"

      I smile at Pinkie as my phone rings. I answer it and start video chatting with Rainbow Blitz. He says,

"So, like I was saying: if you wanna get all technical and shit, well then, you're not an angel! So ha!"

"Well at least I got my 'Queen of the Wondercolts' title from other people and didn't give myself a fake title," I say with a smirk, "Besides, you're just jealous 'cause I can get more girls than you and I'm not even Lesbian! (*Flipping my right middle finger*) So suck on this, prick!"

      We laugh. I turn to look at my friends, who, as I predicted, have "What the fuck, Dash?" expressions on their faces.

"What?!," I ask them rhetorically, "We always joke like this. (*Pointing to my cousin's face*) This prick does or says something dumb, and then I put him in his place! Isn't that right, Blitzy?"

      Rainbow Blitz growls at me a bit; he hates being called "Blitzy" with the passion of eight suns, lol. I tell him "bye" and end the call. Rarity looks at her phone and laughs, probably looking at the picture I posted.

"Dashie, darling," Rarity says to me, smiling, "You're quite the prankster. The look on Rainbow Blitz's face... priceless!"

"I know!," I say happily as we walk into Cafe Zen.

"Well," Rarity begins to say to me, her face all serious, "Here we are. I didn't even know you came here. (*Smiling at me*) What do you usually order?"

"I really like the Orange Cream smoothie," I reply, smiling, "(*With a dreamy look on my face*) It tastes sooo good."

"It sounds good," Twilight says, smiling at me, and then she goes back to reading "Daring Do: Under The Pith Helmet" (I let her borrow my copy).

"Wow you're really into that book," I say to Twilight, smiling, "Which chap're you on?"

"Ten!," Twilight says excitedly, looking up at me, "It's so interesting! Thanks Dash!"

"Don't mention it," I say as I approach the front counter, "(*To the cashier*) An Orange Cream smoothie, please."

"Sure!," the cocoa-toned cashier says, a giant, white-toothed grin plastered on her face, "Anything else, Ms. Dash?"

"Uh," I say, blushing as my friends give me this "did she just call you 'Ms. Dash'?" look.

"Ms. Dash?," Applejack asks, smirking, "You have a title?"

"Oh yeah!," the cashier says matter-of-factly, making me want to just smack her, "She's the daughter of the Honorable Judge Rainbow Strike. She's basically Cloudsdale royalty."

"I-I am n-not," I say to the cashier nervously, "Actually, Twily here requested that we each be made a "Princess of Friendship" too, and Celestia gave us each a title, so I guess we're all royalty. But whatever. I'm my own person. I hate when people bring my mom into the equation. (*With boiling anger*) And aren't you supposed to be, oh, I dunno, taking my order?!"

"Oh, sorry," the cashier says, "Uh, would you like anything else with your smoothie?"

"You guys want anything?," I ask my friends, who agreed earlier that it was my turn to pay for whatever we ordered.

"Yes, dear," Rarity says to me, smiling, "I would like a nice, warm, Pumkin Spice Hot Chocolate. It's getting colder outside."

"Sure," I say as the cashier, whose name, according to her name tag, is Cocoa Dream, types in Rarity's order, "Anyone else?"

"I'd like to try that smoothie you mentioned earlier!," Twilight says to me, her smile matching Cocoa's.

"Okay," I say, "Cocoa, that's another Orange Cream smoothie. Who else?"

"Dashie?," Pinkie asks me, looking at the floor.

"Yeah?," I ask, wondering what she is thinking.

"You think we could stop by the Canterlot branch of Sugarcube Corner?," she asks me.

"Sure," I tell her, smirking again, "I'm guessing you want something more... sugar-y."

"You understand me so well," Pinkie says jokingly, a fake serious expression on her face - it soon cracks (she can never keep a straight face for long).

"Yeah, I guess," I reply, smiling and rolling my eyes, "Hey, A.J., you want anything?"

"What's a country girl like me gonna get from hoity-toity, Cafe Zen?," Applejack asks me, looking up at the menus above Cocoa's head.

"Well," I begin, smiling at Applejack, "They've got flavored and regular cider!"

"Flavored cider?," Applejack asks, her head tilting to her right a bit (I can tell I got her attention, though... *Smiles*).

"Yeah," I say, "Depends on who you are, though. My mom likes the Almond Spice cider. Don't ask."

"I need whipped cream in my life," Pinkie says dreamily.

"There's gonna be whipped cream in and on top of my smoothie!," I say happily, and Pinkie smiles.

"For realz?," Pinkie asks.

"Yeah," I say, "You should try the Strawberry-Banana Cream smoothie. (*In a sing-song-y voice*) It's p-ink! And it's just like the one I'm getting: full of whipped cream! It's got chunks of strawberries too."

      Pinkie cocks her head as if she's considering. Then she nods and says,

"I'll take it!"

"Cool!," I say, smiling, "Cocoa, add a Strawberry-Banana Cream smoothie to that list. A.J., you ready to order?"

"I-I'll, uh, try that Almond Spice cider you mentioned," Applejack says, looking down at her cowgirl boots.

      Today her boots are brown. Who knows what boots she'll wear tomorrow (the girl has to have about a million pairs of 'em - that's what it seems like!)? Cocoa asks Applejack,

"You want iced cider or warm cider?"

"Uh, warm," Applejack replies, "(To me and the girls) I agree with Rarity: it's gettin' colder outside. It's best to drink somethin' warm."

"Okay, mom," I tell Applejack jokingly 'cause she sounds like my mom.

      Applejack rolls her green eyes at me, smirking. Cocoa asks,

"Is that all?"

"Nah," I say, looking at Fluttershy, who's behind me, "Hey, Flutters, want anything?"

"Oh, um, I'll just stick with my bottle of water," Fluttershy says quietly.

"Well, okay then," I say to Cocoa, smiling, "We're done ordering."

"Okay!," Cocoa says happily, "That'll be seven dollars and eighty-five cents!"

"Whoa," Applejack says, looking at me, "That's a bit much, ain't it?"

"Well," I begin, "Rare's drink is two fifty, the smoothies are one dollar and ten cents each, and your cider is two dollars and five cents."

"Cash or credit?," Cocoa asks me.

"Here's my Visa," I say, handing Cocoa my credit card.

      Applejack nods as Cocoa charges everything to my Visa card. After we get our drinks, the six of us walk outside into the colder air.

"Hey Rainbow," Twilight says, using her magic to levitate her smoothie as she puts the Daring Do book into her purple backpack.

"Yeah?," I ask, sipping my smoothie (God, it's sooo good).

"I meant to ask you this earlier: how was basketball practice?," Twilight asks me, "I heard you filled the empty position!"

"It was awesome!," I say happily, using my favorite word, "Scootaloo is my new small foward. I had no clue she could play like that. She's so happy about being a Wondercolt, but I told her what the former point guard told me: 'You're not a Wondercolt 'til you've played, and won, a game!'."

"Is it just me, or is Scootaloo a bit... obsessed with you?," Applejack asks, smiling with her eyebrows raised.

"Uh... yeah," I say, thinking of how Scootaloo insists on being near me every second of every day (probably why she wanted to be on the basketball team).

"Obsessed?," Rarity asks with a smile, "Ha! That's an understatement, darling."

      We all laugh and I ask Twilight,

"Uh Twi?"

"Yeah?," Twilight replies, smiling.

"I meant to ask you: why'd you make us all princesses?," I ask.

"Because," Twilight says matter-of-factly, "If it wasn't for you girls, I wouldn't know what friendship is."

"I adore being a princess," says Rarity, "I told you it was my dream to be royalty and wear a sparkly tiara!"

      We roll our eyes at her, but we're smiling. I can't decide where we should go next. I look at them and say,

"(To Rarity) And I said my dream is to be a Wonderbolt. (To everyone else) Where are we going next?"

"A trip to the mall is my favorite passtime!," Rarity says excitedly, "You don't mind, do you Dashie?"

"Um...," I say, trying to ignore Rarity's pouty face, "(Caving in and sighing) Fine. Only for you, Rare."

      Rarity squeals and hugs me on tip-toe. I'm almost 5'11'' and Rare is only 5'3'', so the hug's a bit awkward. We hop back into Rarity's car and she drives us to the mall.

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||Time Passes||

{5:10pm, Canterlot Mall}

"Start calling me 'Rainbow Cash', bitches, 'cause I'm about to blow all the money on this fucking credit card!," I say to my friends, grinning.

      They laugh and Applejack says,

"And I'm sure your mother'll be very proud of you when she gets the credit card bill, sugar cube."

      We laugh more and I grab Applejack's right arm, pulling her towards Women's Footlocker. Applejack chuckles and asks,

"What the hell is with you and Footlocker?"

"I like sneakers, bitch, damn," I tell her, and then we both laugh.

      The day goes by quickly. We meet in the Food Court, surrounded by shopping bags. While my bags have Footlocker or Hollister Co. logos on them, Rarity's has freakin' Aldo logos and shit, Twilight's have Ralph Lauren logos on it (she wears preppy stuff like that), and Pinkie and Fluttershy's bags have Forever 21 logos. I like Forever 21 a little, so maybe I should check them out too. So maybe I didn't blow all the cash on my credit card, but I bought some pretty expensive-ass sneakers.

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(A/N) There's a pretty version of Dashie in the "Media" area (I hope the pic doesn't look TOO squished O_O)! X3 The artist on Deviantart is amazing! ^^ And yes, there ARE 2 "Author's Note" areas in this chapter. :/