At first you were angry that Dash was trying out for another sport; that is until she put on her swimsuit. A two piece blue swimsuit that framed her curves perfectly. The top was simple, almost like a sports bra. Her bottoms were shorts, really short though, and were the same colour as her top. The band and trim of the shorts were rainbow, fiting her name. It gave her the tomboyish look that she nailed. She wrapped herself in a completely white towel, not counting the large rainbow lightning bolt on it.

"I'm ready!" She said, slipping into flip flops.

"Damn right you're ready, no more sports after this."

"Aw." She walked out the door, her flip flops making the noise they were named after.

As you walked down, you saw Pinkie wearing a pink two piece, spaghetti straps, the top ending with frills of pastel colours. Her bottoms were a very short skirt, with the frills and pastel colours like the top. Around her waist was a rubber alligator, and she was wearing a snorkel. Her hair was straight at the top because of the snorkel, but puffed out at the bottom. She was also wearing yellow flippers, which made her walk funny. To top it off, she wore a giant smile on her face.

"Hiya guys! Are you trying out for the swim club, Dashie? I bet you'll win for your swimsuit, I love how it makes you look sexier than usual-"

"PINKIE." Dash blushed, pulling Pinkie away, "Think about it."

"Okie dokie lokie!" Pinkie said, attempting to skip down the stairs with her flippers. That's when you realized that in her hair, there was a small gator clinging onto her pink locks.

"Pinkie... You have an alligator in your hair."

"I know, silly! He's my pet Gummy! He's perfectly harmless, he has no teeth." She giggled and continued her flop down the stairs.

"But it still is dangerous."

"Nopey wopey artichoke!" She jumped off the last step, landing on the tip of her flippers and tipping forwards. Of course, she landed on her face, "Wowy owy."

Her pink hair was spread all around her head, one of her legs up and you tiny skirt facing upwards. Being a sir, you looked away as Dash helped her up... For the sake of seeing her tight swimsuit underneath that skirt.

"Pinks, be more careful. You're the tiniest bit clumsy." Dash said after helped Pinkie up and grabbing her towel because it fell off.

"The tryouts are starting soon, can I look now?" You yelled at them after trying your hardest to not look, biting your lip.

"Why wouldn't you be able to look in the first place?" Pinkie innocently said, letting you remove your hand from your eyes. She skipped off, to a room labeled 'Indoor Pool'.

"Pinkie's oblivious to that kind of stuff, dude. Just go with the flow." Dash said, walking beside you into the room, "Looks like the coach isn't here, we have time to practice."

She threw her towel at you, are your vision was covered by white. You sighed and ripped it off, throwing it to a nearby chair. Dash walked to the deep end and dove in, not before putting on her goggles. They were blue, no duh. Pinkie cannonballed in, somehow with her flippers on. Gummy was out of her hair and laying on his back on a chair, same with her floating devices. Yes, they were laying on their back on a chair. Dash did some basic strokes such as front, back and breast. Pinkie just kinda floated and splashed around like a fish out of water... In water...

"Dashie! Dashie!"

"What Pinks?"

"TIDAL WAVE!" Pinkie shouted, sending a giant splash over to Dash, who got completely covered in another layer of water.

"TSUNAMI!" Dash yelled back, starting a splash war.

"Having fun, swimmers?" A female voice came from behind you, and you turned to see Spitfire in an orange two-piece, the top like Dash's and the bottoms a normal style of swimsuit.

Dash stopped and turned to Spitfire, saluting, "No, ma'am, no!"

Pinkie swooshed another wave over Dash, and Dash just stood there, holding in a laugh, "Gotcha!"

"You girls continue, I have to do some preparing and things like that." Spitfire walked over to the hot tub, which had a purple haired fancy girl in it... Rarity, to be exact, "Pardon me, Rarity, I would like for you to move unless you're watching the tryouts."

"No thank you, darling. I would like to stay without watching these girls swim around like fish." She said, not moving from her position in the hot water.

"I asked nicely, now get out."

"I say you are acting rather rude!" Rarity opened her eyes and glared at Spitfire, who glared back.

Spitfire grabbed Rarity's hand out of the hot tub and pulled her up, making her stand up, "I'll push you out."

"Oh really? You would not dare to." Rarity huffed, shaking free of Spitfire's hand. She slipped into some white platform sandals that matched her white, very revealing, bikini.

Spitfire dared to, and pushed Rarity out of the hot tub, making her trip over the edge and fall into the pool. Rarity's hair was flat and soaked, because she was splashing all over the place. Spitfire dived in, and Rarity punched her head hard because of her flailing. Dash saw this happen, it was hard not to, and dived into the pool since she crawled for more diving practice. She swam over quickly and lifted the unconscious Spitfire over the edge of the pool, onto the cement. She did the same with Rarity, who got up and touched her head.

"My hair!"

"Rarity, I saved your life and you're worried about your hair?" Dash said while checking Spitfire's pulse.

"Thank you about that, now I must spend a few hours fixing this mess." Rarity picked up a hat and put it on, it not even covering half of her surprisingly long hair.

Dash felt Spitfire's pulse, but her breath was light. How many times has Dash been in an awkward situation that only you consider awkward today? Two. Soarin' at volleyball and Dash with Spitfire at this moment. She put her hands on her chest and pushed, then reached her head down to kiss Spitfire. No, no. It's not a kiss. It's CPR.

She continued this process until Spitfire became conscious and breathing. Spitfire widened her eyes because she woke up to Dash breathing air into her, making, yet again, an awkward situation. Dash separated her lips from Spitfire's and smiled, hugging Spitfire.

"Whoa there, Dash. I basically just died, space?"

"I just saved your life, though! Don't I get a hug?" Dash pouted.

"Fine." Spitfire hugged back and released almost instantly, getting up, "Obviously you've made the team."

"Time to try out for soccer!" Dash shouted after getting up and pointing to the sky

You dropped to your knees, arms to the sky, "NOOOOOO!"

"Get up." Dash said with an non-amused face.

"Kay." You got up from your knees and walked with Dash to the dorm.

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