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The first floor lobby, Thursday afternoon

Jan had just wanted to stretch his legs, so he'd gone for a gallop. He'd been innocently minding his own business when he'd been struck by a whirling flurry of rocks.

It had seemed to chase after him as he'd bolted across the grounds, and no matter how he'd dodged and ducked, he hadn't been able to avoid them. As it turned out, he would have been better off simply holding still until it had passed.

Why?

Because his wild gyrations had ensured that, instead of being a single solid colour, he was liberally splashed with colours of all kinds.

Rainbow unicorn.

He bolted into the lobby to get away from it, and was now standing at the doors, staring out at the suddenly clear skies, and making disgusted faces at his reflection.

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Passing through between one club or another, Turtle couldn't help gasping with all sorts of ~~embarrassing~~ glee, practically even forgetting that she was pink.

"Jan!"

"Turtle!" Jan frisked over to her, eyes wide. "You're pink!"

"And you're so pretty!"

It practically came out as one squeal of a word.

Jan groaned and hung his head, making his rainbow coloured mane fall forward to brush the floor. "Rocks fell from the sky, and turned me all these colours."

"I know," Turtle nodded, "that's what turned me pink, but you got much better colors!"

She was watching that mane fall forward with big, big eyes, like a kid looks at Christmas presents under the tree one the day before, fingers poised in wanting to touch, but knowing too much decorum to just reach out and do it.

He pawed the floor thoughtfully, then flung his head up, making the rainbow waves of mane shimmer in the light. He eyed her fingers, ears flicking, then snorted softly with amusement. "Go ahead," he told her, as he took a few steps closer. "And you were already sort of pink to begin with."

Turtle's attempt to restrain her bouncing made her practically vibrate as she reached out to play with all the pretty, pretty rainbow colored hair with her fingers with a happy, contented little, "Yaaaay."

She couldn't help it; the unicorn just did strange, strange things to her.

Like making her giggle. Which she now did before she said, "I know, but it wasn't this obvious before. Blech."

Jan nuzzled her shoulder. "This pink is closer to a unicorn colour," he offered, unable to be unhappy about his new colours if it made Turtle this happy.

"I was a pony once," Turtle informed Jan, in a happy little bubble of joy playing with pretty, pretty rainbow mane. "I was green. That's my favorite color; it's much better than pink."

"You were?" he asked, actually quite enjoying having his mane played with. "Can you turn into a pony again, so we can run together?"

"...

Jan huffed and nosed her hands. "I will think of something," he promised.

Turtle rubbed Jan's nose affectionately. "If I'm ever a pony again, you so owe me frollicking in a field."

Jan whickered with amusement. "If it happens, we will," he promised. "Is there a field on the island?"

"There are some nice clearings in the preserve," Turtle said with a nod. "That's where Jeff and I went frollicking when we turned into horses. It's kind of sad you weren't around for that; maybe you'd have turned into a person for the day!"

Jan's ears tilted to the side. "I don't think I want to be a human," he said. "No offence, but you have too few legs. I would fall over."

"Oh, it's not that hard," Turtle mused; at some point, she had somehow managed to work her fingers back into Jan's mane and started braiding it a little. She was barely even conscious of such actions. "And it would only be for a little bit before you turned back into yourself."

He flicked his ears. "I don't know..."

"Well, gee, Jan," Turtle muttered wryly, teasing him lightly, "way to keep yourself open to new experiences there."

His ears drooped and he peered at her from under his forelock. "I like having four legs."

"And I like having normal colored human skin," Turtle said. "It's only for a bit, though, and then back to normal."

He pawed the floor, and then his ears shot forward. "If you could show me how, we could run together as humans!"

For some reason, Turtle blushed a little at that. Not that it mattered, because she was already pink all over.

"Well, humans don't really...run together, though, Jan."

"Humans can't run?" he asked and dropped his head to peer at her feet.

"No, we run!" Turtle said, nodding emphatically. "Just not like...you know...horses run. But we can run if you're a human! Promise."

Jan bobbed his head, pleased. "Then if I turn into a human, I'll come and find you."

Dor came in out of the rain with a skin tone of red and orange. He seemed to be enjoying it actually.

And then he saw a multi-colored uniform and got excited!

"Hi!" he said looking happy. "Are you a friend of Jan's? He'll be so happy to know you're here!"

Jan snorted and tossed his head. "I am Jan!" he said, trotting over. "I'm just different colours, the same as you."

Dor made a face.

"Um. Okay. Can we just erase the last eight seconds so I don't feel dumb?"

Jan pranced in place. "Dor, hello! I didn't see you there," he said. "Did you know you're different colours?"

"I did!" Dor laughed and pushed some hair off his face. "It reminds me a little of some of the hailstorms back home in Xanth. Except it doesn't make you change colors and you can get hurt if you don't find cover."

His ears flicked, and he nudged Dor's hand. "Isn't that completely different, then?" he asked, amused. "I hope it wears off soon. I like being black."

Dor chuckled and went to scratch Jan behind his ears. "Our technicolor hailstorms were different colors," Dor admitted. "But that's the only similarity. I guess i just like it when some of this things happens because it reminds me of home. Unless I don't change color because I don't think I look good in red and orange."

"We match, now, at least a little bit," Jan said, leaning closer, because ear scratching was one of his favourite things. "I've got red and orange on me."

"You look like a rainbow," Dor chuckled. "It's actually quite handsome."

He snorted. "Turtle said I was pretty," he said, pawing the floor.

"Well that's kind of the same thing," Dor grinned. "I take it you'd rather have your own black coat back?"

He snorted and bobbed his head. "I don't mind it, as long as it wears off," he said, twisting his head to peer at his rainbow tail. "I don't look like me!"

"You should use it to your advantage," Dor said with a nod. "And convince people you're someone else."

Jan whickered with laughter. "I think people would discover it was me soon enough," he said. "But it could be fun while the colour lasted."

"It could!" He snickered. "You could say you're Jan's friend and that you're here for a visit."

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