Post by Rarity on Mar 12, 2012 3:33:44 GMT -5
The place is a bit messier than it usually is. Rarity is currently trotting around the room, blasting things with her horn. Pew! Pew! Things fly once way, than the other as ribbons and clothing flail helplessly to the ground. There is only one good wooden horse left that hasn't been destroyed to splinters, and most of the cupboards are hanging wide open.
## Sweetie_Belle changes her status to IC (In Character).
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "Pew pew. XD"
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "Main shop or upstairs?"
<OOC> Rarity says, "Main shop."
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "Okay!"
( "Hey, Rarity, I was wondering if you fancied some cookies I just... made..." Sweetie Belle's sentence trails off as she stares at the destruction, having trotted in from the kitchen and accompanied by a small amount of black smoke. her eyes go wide as she looks about the shop, before trotting up closer to her big sister and asking, "What's going on in here?" )
"Oh, you know, making dresses." Rarity says as she concentrates again as she lifts up some red ribbon from the ground, and sends it soaring against the wall with a slump. "Whatcha burning in there squirt?" Turning around to face her younger sister, she squints her eyes. "Are you trying to earn your cutie mark in fast food again?"
( "Uh... no, I just thought I'd make you some," Sweetie Belle replies uncertainly, eyeing the fold of ribbon upon the floor, before then turning back to eye her big sister very carefully. "Rarity, is there something up with your eyes?" she asks, pointing her hoof at the tossed ribbon. "And how come you're talking like that?" )
"Nothing is wrong with my eyes." Rarity says as she high trots past Sweetie Belle with her head held up high. "Now, what are you making in there? It smells like charcoal and burnt grass. "What do you mean talk like that? It's how I always talk, uh, darling. Psh." She sniffs the air, then wrinkles her nose. "Ugh. Do you usually do the cooking here?"
The door to the shop pops open as a new customer enters! Oh wait, it's just Bluestreak. Ffff. The stallion stands tall in the doorway before stepping in, closing the door behind him and quietly looking around the room once his eyes adjust to the dimmer light.
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle reckons Rarity either has amnesia or is possessed. o.o
( "... you know you usually do the cooking in here... big sis, do you feel alright?" Sweetie Belle rears up onto her hindlegs, places a her hoofs upon Rarity's shoulders, then presses her head against the older filly's chest, seemingly checking her heartbeat. When Bluestreak enters, the Cutie Mark Crusader whirls around, loses her hoofing, then falls over onto her back. )
"I am fine, and of course I do the cooking. I was asking a rhetorical question." Rarity says as she peeks into the kitchen, then over to the front door at the sight of Bluestreak. Gulp. "Uh, Sweetie Belle, darling, how about if you go back into the kitchen and keep burning whatever it is that you're burning. It seems that I have a customer." She says, trotting through the messy show room towards the blue pegasus.
As the purple-maned unicorn makes her way over to him his eyes narrow to slits, taking a couple steps forward to meet her halfway and standing in front of her with an angry glare.. A glare that only lasts a few brief seconds as he lets out a sigh, ears folding back as he murmurs. "We need to talk."
"I'll... go make some more cookies," Sweetie Belle comments as she gets up just in time to catch the last half-second of the approaching unicorn's face glare. The young Cutie Mark Crusader promptly hurries off towards the kitchen, but, instead of entering it, dips herself into a nook to spy upon the two unicorns.
Squinting her eyes up at him, Rarity stares him eye to eye for a few moments, then says, "The suit not fit you right darling?" Her voice comes out in her usual musical tone, eyes giving a few flutters. "What do we need to talk about?"
The large stallion eyes the unicorn with a bit of suspicion but eventually decides to "play along" for the time being, flashing the fashionista with a wide smile. "Oh no, the suit fits fine. Quite nicely in fact, it's just that I forgot to get a tie while I was here." Bluesy then takes a step back and drops his hindquarters to settle back onto his rump and looking down at himself, especially at his chest. "Eh.. I was thinking something grey but I'm not the most color-coded guy in the world, so I wanted your opinion."
Looking him up and down, Rarity tilts her head one way, than the other. "Gray, huh? Oh, yes, I do believe a gray tie will look utterly dashing with your black suit and your blue fur. Why, let me fetch you one!" Turning about and trotting to the cupboards, she hums to herself as she pulls out a few drawers, searching about. "Ah ha, here you go!" She calls out as she pulls a tie out with her teeth, trotting back to him and holding it up.
Bluestreak keeps his eyes locked on the unicorn at all times as she moves, looking for any inkling that something's still amiss. So far he hasn't noticed anything, bu--.. There it is. He leans down and gently takes the tie from the mare's teeth, putting it over his neck and beginning to tie it. "Hmm.. It DOES look better than how I thought it would, thanks. But I do need to mention it's not often I see a unicorn use their teeth to grab anything, they typically use their magic.."
"Well, yes, I suppose they would, though I am trying not to be lazy. You see, rumor is that I have a big butt and that I've put on a few pounds, so, this week I am trying to live more healthy!" Rarity says with a bat of her eyes as she takes the tie and starts to tie it for him proper, looping it one way, than the other. It's a bit crooked. Whatever. Patting him on the chest, she leans up to whisper against his ear. "You look handsome by the way." With another pat, she starts to trot back to the kitchen. "Oh Sweetie! Do not burn my kitchen down or I will banish you to the moon!"
Bluestreak uhhs.. Hm. Rolling his eyes he lifts his hooves and unties the garment from around his neck before redoing it properly, murmuring as he ties it correctly and adjusts it so it looks extra sharp. "Hm. Everypony seems to be gaining weight these days, I mean.. Dash must be on a lazy spell because I've certainly noticed a couple more pounds on her recently. Granted it's not a bad look at all but it's a little out of character.."
"Well! It is about time she took my advice. Girl is all skin and bones!" Rarity calls over her shoulder as she trots into the kitchen to take a sniff about, nose wrinkling. "Sweetie, did you set the oven to 350 or 400? These cookies are burnt." Dropping her head down to stare into the oven, she squints through the window. "Oh no no no! These will not do! Why don't you stick to your singing rather than cooking my dear sister? Surely you will get your cutie mark with that lovely voice of yours."
"Rarity!! RARITY! I think I found it! I think I've found...the..." And that's the only thing that's said from the front of the store when Rainbow Dash races in, and freezes dead on the spot. Her eyes are wide, her mouth hangs open at the destruction of the Carousel Boutique, the broken dummys, ribbon all over the place, dresses about the ground. "Rarity." She hisses- her voice dripping with venom and trembling with no small amount of anger. "You....Seem to...have destroyed. Your. Shop. "She giggles through grit teeth. "THAT. SUCKS. Totally, Uncool, Rarity. Major. Bummer."
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "... why is everypony acting crazy here? XD"
"Rainbow daaaaahlin'! I'm glad you're here to babysit Sweetie Belle! Thank you very much for stopping by! Oh, hey, here's Bluestreak!" Rarity calls out as she motions to the large pegasus, then gives a 'chee' grin. Trotting past Rainbow Dash, she shoves her further inside, gives her a panicked look, then starts to laugh. "Oh silly me! I'm late for my.. ah.. thing I have to do! Good bye my little ponies! Sweetie, remember, do not burn the kitchen down!" She zips out.
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "... okay, Rarity's either gone schizo, is possessed, or is a robot."
Bluestreak slowly lifts his head up as that familiar voice touches his ears, letting out a low sigh before turning his head to flash the arriving pegasus the brightest of smiles he can muster, which only grows wider when he sees the amount of pure rage on the rainbow-maned mare's face, letting out a light chuckle when Rarity leaves. "Hey Dash, good to see ya. I've got a question though.. your friend keeps saying she's getting fat but I really don't see it, what do YOU think?"
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle is kindaaa worried she might be overthinking things/getting neurotic. But then she realises COOKIES MUST BE MADE, and all is well.
Rainbow_Dash glares at the boutique, left eye twitching, her body trembling. "She's fine. Beautiful as ever. Godlike in her perfection and qual SHE DESTROYED THE BOUTIQUE!! I... SHE...OOOOOHHHH...I'm....So........~Angry~" The pegasus squeals before slowly sitting down and taking a deep breath. "But it's ok. It's fine. Things will be fine. I have the book, I have the spell, I'm going to read it. I'm going to fix this. And I'm going to get away with the murder, because no judge would convict me. "She mumbles to herself.
BlueFeather pokes her head in the door, left open by Rainbow's anger, and Rarity' rush. A little foal out on her own, wondering around town, wearing a set of pink saddle bags with ballons carefully decorating them. She looks around at the mess, and actualy lets out a little giggle
After a moment the stallion closes the gap between himself and the distraught pegasus, placing a gentle hoof on her shoulder and then sitting down infront of her with a sigh. "So when are you finally going to admit that there's been a magical mixup and the two of you switched personalities, hmm? Though I think the better question would be.. IS it a mixup, or was it intentional?"
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle GUESSED IT YAY!
"I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG WITH BIG SISTER!" Sweetie Belle triumphantly declares as she bursts out of her hidy-hole, rushing up to Rainbow Dash with a triumphant expression upon her face, before shouting, "CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS FIGURING STUFF OUT-ERS!"
BlueFeather lets out a rather Fluttershyis squeek nd darts to one side to hide behind one of the damaged dummys, crouching down to provide a low profile. Of course, thats not going to hide the rather colourfull saddlebags, wich still stick up, even if she is mostly hidden, nore is it likely to help with the dark colour of her mane and tail.
Rainbow_Dash glares quietly at Bluefeather, Bluestreak and SwettieBelle, before she squeezes her eyes shut and simply facehooves. "...There is a VERY logical explanation to all of this. "She explains, slowly wading through the mess. "First. I'm sure your sister is fine, she's just overworked. "She reassures Sweetiebelle, and then turns towards Bluestreak. "Don't be ridiculous. There's no such thing as a magical mishap of switching bodies! Hahahahahahaha. Because if I somehow had Rarity's body, and vice versa, I'm sure Rarity would have told me...err, her... NOT TO DESTROY THE BOUTIQUE. I mean...I mean that's just common sense. And Rainbow...Rainbow would pay dearly for wreaking Rarity's place." She huffs quietly. Oh. How. She'll. Pay. Finally, shelooks at Bluefeather. "Um. Hi."
( One of the stallion's eyes quivers a little at the "explanation", slowly getting to his hooves with an increasingly angry glare at the cyan pegasus. However he remembers that there ARE two foals in here and tries to keep his cool, taking in a deep breath to calm himself. However a little smile breaks across his features as he lifts his head, clearing his throat a little. "Rarity?" )
( "But... if you ARE Rarity, why did you say 'Because if Rainbow Dash had Rarity's body', and 'I'm sure Rarity'?" Sweetie Belle asks, her head tilted to one side. "You always call it your 'magnificant boutique', and you don't call yourself Rarity, you call yourself 'I'." )
Rainbow_Dash turns immediately and tilts her head at Bluestreak. "Yes?" She responds, pauses and her ears perk in alarm. "Is...what I'm sure she'd say if she were here? Totally. HEY! I've got that...thing I'm late for that I totally need to go to! Whelp! Good luck cleaning up, Sweetie Belle! "She says and turns to dash out the door.
--We'll be right back, after these messages!--
## "I used to wonder what friendship could be!" ##
## "Till you all shared its magic with me!" ##
--And we're back to My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic"
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "GET THAT PEGASUS."
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS TORTU- AH MEAN, TRUTH EXTRACTORS!"
In her right mind Dash is the fastest in Equestria, but with the mind of an inexperienced flyer at the helm.. Not being called "Bluestreak" for nothing, the massive pegasus zips by the retreating mare and slams the door shut, standing tall in front of it and glaring daggers at the other pegasus. "The jig is up, "Dash." Now talk."
BlueFeather pokes her head up, from behind what she wa hiding from, her head tilts to one side, and a soft voice allmost whispers, "Rarty?" Blinking a bit wide eyed at Dash. Her wings give a nervious little twitch, after all, there are wing ponys in here, but still, she wants to do something nice for Fluttershy, and Fluttershy trusts this Rarity, so shes gotta try! Anyways, her wings are healed now, she can fly away if shes gotta! She chirps up louder, "Rarty! Wanna look pretty for Shy!"
Rainbow_Dash takes a very deep breath. A VERY deep breath. "Rainbow Dash was having trouble coping with the fact that you told her you loved her, and begged for advice from me and Fluttershy. Having read numerous romance novels, I knew exactly what to say, but Rainbow having just had her heart torn out by Bardigan was too sheepish to confront you, so I cast a body swap spell to help her, being the good friend that I am, flew up to her cloud house, talked to you, plummeted, nearly DIED, and then realized that Rainbow Dash doesn't know how to use magic, and NOW I'M TRAPPED IN HER BODY!" She shrieks, grabbing Bluestreak by the shoulders, pressing herself nose to nose with him. "Do. You. Know. What. THIS. IS LIKE?!" She snarls. "And my Boutique!! My beautiful, beautiful boutique! She destroyed my boutique!!" The blue pegasus sobs.
"No, I can't say I do know.", the stallion calmly removes himself from the mare's gasp and looks down upon her sadly, "Don't blame her or yourself, you were only trying to help her because of something -I- said. There's nopony to blame but me and because of that I'm so very sorry." Bluestreak's lower lip twitches a little as he turns his gaze away, trying to find the next words in the jumble of his mind. "When you see.. "yourself", tell her that I'm sorry." He steps back and turns away, pulling the door to the boutique open and starting to walk out.
Rainbow Dash covers her face with her hooves. What had she done. "Ok. This is where the fun stops. This shall be fixed immediately. Sweetie Belle! Mind the store, and start to work on cleaning this mess. I shall be back shortly!" And with that- the cyan pegasus awkwardly races off- flapping her wings haphazardly at the same time.
## Sweetie_Belle changes her status to IC (In Character).
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "Pew pew. XD"
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "Main shop or upstairs?"
<OOC> Rarity says, "Main shop."
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "Okay!"
( "Hey, Rarity, I was wondering if you fancied some cookies I just... made..." Sweetie Belle's sentence trails off as she stares at the destruction, having trotted in from the kitchen and accompanied by a small amount of black smoke. her eyes go wide as she looks about the shop, before trotting up closer to her big sister and asking, "What's going on in here?" )
"Oh, you know, making dresses." Rarity says as she concentrates again as she lifts up some red ribbon from the ground, and sends it soaring against the wall with a slump. "Whatcha burning in there squirt?" Turning around to face her younger sister, she squints her eyes. "Are you trying to earn your cutie mark in fast food again?"
( "Uh... no, I just thought I'd make you some," Sweetie Belle replies uncertainly, eyeing the fold of ribbon upon the floor, before then turning back to eye her big sister very carefully. "Rarity, is there something up with your eyes?" she asks, pointing her hoof at the tossed ribbon. "And how come you're talking like that?" )
"Nothing is wrong with my eyes." Rarity says as she high trots past Sweetie Belle with her head held up high. "Now, what are you making in there? It smells like charcoal and burnt grass. "What do you mean talk like that? It's how I always talk, uh, darling. Psh." She sniffs the air, then wrinkles her nose. "Ugh. Do you usually do the cooking here?"
The door to the shop pops open as a new customer enters! Oh wait, it's just Bluestreak. Ffff. The stallion stands tall in the doorway before stepping in, closing the door behind him and quietly looking around the room once his eyes adjust to the dimmer light.
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle reckons Rarity either has amnesia or is possessed. o.o
( "... you know you usually do the cooking in here... big sis, do you feel alright?" Sweetie Belle rears up onto her hindlegs, places a her hoofs upon Rarity's shoulders, then presses her head against the older filly's chest, seemingly checking her heartbeat. When Bluestreak enters, the Cutie Mark Crusader whirls around, loses her hoofing, then falls over onto her back. )
"I am fine, and of course I do the cooking. I was asking a rhetorical question." Rarity says as she peeks into the kitchen, then over to the front door at the sight of Bluestreak. Gulp. "Uh, Sweetie Belle, darling, how about if you go back into the kitchen and keep burning whatever it is that you're burning. It seems that I have a customer." She says, trotting through the messy show room towards the blue pegasus.
As the purple-maned unicorn makes her way over to him his eyes narrow to slits, taking a couple steps forward to meet her halfway and standing in front of her with an angry glare.. A glare that only lasts a few brief seconds as he lets out a sigh, ears folding back as he murmurs. "We need to talk."
"I'll... go make some more cookies," Sweetie Belle comments as she gets up just in time to catch the last half-second of the approaching unicorn's face glare. The young Cutie Mark Crusader promptly hurries off towards the kitchen, but, instead of entering it, dips herself into a nook to spy upon the two unicorns.
Squinting her eyes up at him, Rarity stares him eye to eye for a few moments, then says, "The suit not fit you right darling?" Her voice comes out in her usual musical tone, eyes giving a few flutters. "What do we need to talk about?"
The large stallion eyes the unicorn with a bit of suspicion but eventually decides to "play along" for the time being, flashing the fashionista with a wide smile. "Oh no, the suit fits fine. Quite nicely in fact, it's just that I forgot to get a tie while I was here." Bluesy then takes a step back and drops his hindquarters to settle back onto his rump and looking down at himself, especially at his chest. "Eh.. I was thinking something grey but I'm not the most color-coded guy in the world, so I wanted your opinion."
Looking him up and down, Rarity tilts her head one way, than the other. "Gray, huh? Oh, yes, I do believe a gray tie will look utterly dashing with your black suit and your blue fur. Why, let me fetch you one!" Turning about and trotting to the cupboards, she hums to herself as she pulls out a few drawers, searching about. "Ah ha, here you go!" She calls out as she pulls a tie out with her teeth, trotting back to him and holding it up.
Bluestreak keeps his eyes locked on the unicorn at all times as she moves, looking for any inkling that something's still amiss. So far he hasn't noticed anything, bu--.. There it is. He leans down and gently takes the tie from the mare's teeth, putting it over his neck and beginning to tie it. "Hmm.. It DOES look better than how I thought it would, thanks. But I do need to mention it's not often I see a unicorn use their teeth to grab anything, they typically use their magic.."
"Well, yes, I suppose they would, though I am trying not to be lazy. You see, rumor is that I have a big butt and that I've put on a few pounds, so, this week I am trying to live more healthy!" Rarity says with a bat of her eyes as she takes the tie and starts to tie it for him proper, looping it one way, than the other. It's a bit crooked. Whatever. Patting him on the chest, she leans up to whisper against his ear. "You look handsome by the way." With another pat, she starts to trot back to the kitchen. "Oh Sweetie! Do not burn my kitchen down or I will banish you to the moon!"
Bluestreak uhhs.. Hm. Rolling his eyes he lifts his hooves and unties the garment from around his neck before redoing it properly, murmuring as he ties it correctly and adjusts it so it looks extra sharp. "Hm. Everypony seems to be gaining weight these days, I mean.. Dash must be on a lazy spell because I've certainly noticed a couple more pounds on her recently. Granted it's not a bad look at all but it's a little out of character.."
"Well! It is about time she took my advice. Girl is all skin and bones!" Rarity calls over her shoulder as she trots into the kitchen to take a sniff about, nose wrinkling. "Sweetie, did you set the oven to 350 or 400? These cookies are burnt." Dropping her head down to stare into the oven, she squints through the window. "Oh no no no! These will not do! Why don't you stick to your singing rather than cooking my dear sister? Surely you will get your cutie mark with that lovely voice of yours."
"Rarity!! RARITY! I think I found it! I think I've found...the..." And that's the only thing that's said from the front of the store when Rainbow Dash races in, and freezes dead on the spot. Her eyes are wide, her mouth hangs open at the destruction of the Carousel Boutique, the broken dummys, ribbon all over the place, dresses about the ground. "Rarity." She hisses- her voice dripping with venom and trembling with no small amount of anger. "You....Seem to...have destroyed. Your. Shop. "She giggles through grit teeth. "THAT. SUCKS. Totally, Uncool, Rarity. Major. Bummer."
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "... why is everypony acting crazy here? XD"
"Rainbow daaaaahlin'! I'm glad you're here to babysit Sweetie Belle! Thank you very much for stopping by! Oh, hey, here's Bluestreak!" Rarity calls out as she motions to the large pegasus, then gives a 'chee' grin. Trotting past Rainbow Dash, she shoves her further inside, gives her a panicked look, then starts to laugh. "Oh silly me! I'm late for my.. ah.. thing I have to do! Good bye my little ponies! Sweetie, remember, do not burn the kitchen down!" She zips out.
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "... okay, Rarity's either gone schizo, is possessed, or is a robot."
Bluestreak slowly lifts his head up as that familiar voice touches his ears, letting out a low sigh before turning his head to flash the arriving pegasus the brightest of smiles he can muster, which only grows wider when he sees the amount of pure rage on the rainbow-maned mare's face, letting out a light chuckle when Rarity leaves. "Hey Dash, good to see ya. I've got a question though.. your friend keeps saying she's getting fat but I really don't see it, what do YOU think?"
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle is kindaaa worried she might be overthinking things/getting neurotic. But then she realises COOKIES MUST BE MADE, and all is well.
Rainbow_Dash glares at the boutique, left eye twitching, her body trembling. "She's fine. Beautiful as ever. Godlike in her perfection and qual SHE DESTROYED THE BOUTIQUE!! I... SHE...OOOOOHHHH...I'm....So........~Angry~" The pegasus squeals before slowly sitting down and taking a deep breath. "But it's ok. It's fine. Things will be fine. I have the book, I have the spell, I'm going to read it. I'm going to fix this. And I'm going to get away with the murder, because no judge would convict me. "She mumbles to herself.
BlueFeather pokes her head in the door, left open by Rainbow's anger, and Rarity' rush. A little foal out on her own, wondering around town, wearing a set of pink saddle bags with ballons carefully decorating them. She looks around at the mess, and actualy lets out a little giggle
After a moment the stallion closes the gap between himself and the distraught pegasus, placing a gentle hoof on her shoulder and then sitting down infront of her with a sigh. "So when are you finally going to admit that there's been a magical mixup and the two of you switched personalities, hmm? Though I think the better question would be.. IS it a mixup, or was it intentional?"
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle GUESSED IT YAY!
"I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG WITH BIG SISTER!" Sweetie Belle triumphantly declares as she bursts out of her hidy-hole, rushing up to Rainbow Dash with a triumphant expression upon her face, before shouting, "CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS FIGURING STUFF OUT-ERS!"
BlueFeather lets out a rather Fluttershyis squeek nd darts to one side to hide behind one of the damaged dummys, crouching down to provide a low profile. Of course, thats not going to hide the rather colourfull saddlebags, wich still stick up, even if she is mostly hidden, nore is it likely to help with the dark colour of her mane and tail.
Rainbow_Dash glares quietly at Bluefeather, Bluestreak and SwettieBelle, before she squeezes her eyes shut and simply facehooves. "...There is a VERY logical explanation to all of this. "She explains, slowly wading through the mess. "First. I'm sure your sister is fine, she's just overworked. "She reassures Sweetiebelle, and then turns towards Bluestreak. "Don't be ridiculous. There's no such thing as a magical mishap of switching bodies! Hahahahahahaha. Because if I somehow had Rarity's body, and vice versa, I'm sure Rarity would have told me...err, her... NOT TO DESTROY THE BOUTIQUE. I mean...I mean that's just common sense. And Rainbow...Rainbow would pay dearly for wreaking Rarity's place." She huffs quietly. Oh. How. She'll. Pay. Finally, shelooks at Bluefeather. "Um. Hi."
( One of the stallion's eyes quivers a little at the "explanation", slowly getting to his hooves with an increasingly angry glare at the cyan pegasus. However he remembers that there ARE two foals in here and tries to keep his cool, taking in a deep breath to calm himself. However a little smile breaks across his features as he lifts his head, clearing his throat a little. "Rarity?" )
( "But... if you ARE Rarity, why did you say 'Because if Rainbow Dash had Rarity's body', and 'I'm sure Rarity'?" Sweetie Belle asks, her head tilted to one side. "You always call it your 'magnificant boutique', and you don't call yourself Rarity, you call yourself 'I'." )
Rainbow_Dash turns immediately and tilts her head at Bluestreak. "Yes?" She responds, pauses and her ears perk in alarm. "Is...what I'm sure she'd say if she were here? Totally. HEY! I've got that...thing I'm late for that I totally need to go to! Whelp! Good luck cleaning up, Sweetie Belle! "She says and turns to dash out the door.
--We'll be right back, after these messages!--
## "I used to wonder what friendship could be!" ##
## "Till you all shared its magic with me!" ##
--And we're back to My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic"
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "GET THAT PEGASUS."
<OOC> Sweetie_Belle says, "CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS TORTU- AH MEAN, TRUTH EXTRACTORS!"
In her right mind Dash is the fastest in Equestria, but with the mind of an inexperienced flyer at the helm.. Not being called "Bluestreak" for nothing, the massive pegasus zips by the retreating mare and slams the door shut, standing tall in front of it and glaring daggers at the other pegasus. "The jig is up, "Dash." Now talk."
BlueFeather pokes her head up, from behind what she wa hiding from, her head tilts to one side, and a soft voice allmost whispers, "Rarty?" Blinking a bit wide eyed at Dash. Her wings give a nervious little twitch, after all, there are wing ponys in here, but still, she wants to do something nice for Fluttershy, and Fluttershy trusts this Rarity, so shes gotta try! Anyways, her wings are healed now, she can fly away if shes gotta! She chirps up louder, "Rarty! Wanna look pretty for Shy!"
Rainbow_Dash takes a very deep breath. A VERY deep breath. "Rainbow Dash was having trouble coping with the fact that you told her you loved her, and begged for advice from me and Fluttershy. Having read numerous romance novels, I knew exactly what to say, but Rainbow having just had her heart torn out by Bardigan was too sheepish to confront you, so I cast a body swap spell to help her, being the good friend that I am, flew up to her cloud house, talked to you, plummeted, nearly DIED, and then realized that Rainbow Dash doesn't know how to use magic, and NOW I'M TRAPPED IN HER BODY!" She shrieks, grabbing Bluestreak by the shoulders, pressing herself nose to nose with him. "Do. You. Know. What. THIS. IS LIKE?!" She snarls. "And my Boutique!! My beautiful, beautiful boutique! She destroyed my boutique!!" The blue pegasus sobs.
"No, I can't say I do know.", the stallion calmly removes himself from the mare's gasp and looks down upon her sadly, "Don't blame her or yourself, you were only trying to help her because of something -I- said. There's nopony to blame but me and because of that I'm so very sorry." Bluestreak's lower lip twitches a little as he turns his gaze away, trying to find the next words in the jumble of his mind. "When you see.. "yourself", tell her that I'm sorry." He steps back and turns away, pulling the door to the boutique open and starting to walk out.
Rainbow Dash covers her face with her hooves. What had she done. "Ok. This is where the fun stops. This shall be fixed immediately. Sweetie Belle! Mind the store, and start to work on cleaning this mess. I shall be back shortly!" And with that- the cyan pegasus awkwardly races off- flapping her wings haphazardly at the same time.