someone left a cake in the rain

[rewritethis]

[BANG. BANG.]

Dash! Dash!! Open up!

[Doorknocking this violent isn't an uncommon occurrence around this particular dorm, especially accompanied by that voice. What might be a bit more notable is that the sound actually seems to be coming from somewhere close to the floor. Yes, closer than usual. In fact, knocking probably isn't the right word...]

Comments

[rewritethis]

And that's normal for you guys? Really?

[Most importantly, has she been naked in front of him this entire time because uh.]

[elementofloyalty]

Sure, for fancy occasions and stuff. In Canterlot they wear them a lot more, but it's a pretty fancy place.

[They're optional, Ed!]

[rewritethis]

Uh... right.

[He scratches his head, inadvertently rubbing quite a lot of dust from the floor and elsewhere into his hair.]

Not that there's anything wrong with that. I just didn't think you were the type.

[...nobody said that.]

[elementofloyalty]

Well, the Gala turned out to be a bust, but I still really wanted to impress the Wonderbolts. Gotta look your best to do that!

[rewritethis]

You, in a dress... trying to impress people... [He sounds defeated.] That I'd like to see.

[Apparently in addition to being stuck on this one point, he's also got entirely the wrong idea.]

[elementofloyalty]

Well yeah, it'd be pretty tasteless to go to the Grand Galloping Gala without being properly dressed.

I don't have that dress here, though.

[rewritethis]

But you have a dress. Which you want to impress people with. You.

[It's entirely possible that at this point he's forgotten the original question.]

[elementofloyalty]

Why does that surprise you so much? I went to the Gala, I needed a dress, one of my best friends is the best fashion designer in Equestria. There's a certain chain of logic here.

[rewritethis]

[He would keep up this spluttering for a while longer, but somewhere in his mind, a dam just burst. Congratulations, Rainbow - you plus the magic of gender stereotyping have gone a long way towards achieving what a lifetime of tragedy and trauma couldn't quite do.]

Since when were you girly enough to wear a dress?

[elementofloyalty]

[Rainbow looks up at him, one eyebrow slowly lifting, the other slowly descending, as she processes this most confusing of questions.]

I am a girl, Ed.

[rewritethis]

[Since his natural response to any pointed eyebrow-raising was to get defensive anyway...] That's not what I said!

[elementofloyalty]

Well what am I SUPPOSED to wear, a tuxedo?!

[rewritethis]

That's... [He rallies again.] That's not what I said either, you idiot! I meant in general! Dresses! You!

[elementofloyalty]

What about it!? Just because I don't wear clothes NORMALLY doesn't mean I can't dress up! Why shouldn't I wear a dress?!

[She completely does not understand his objection.]

[rewritethis]

You tell me! You're the one who has the crazy obsession with trying to act cool all the time!

[He's only starting to shout again because she's shouting...]

[elementofloyalty]

[The sheer absurdity of his premise is enough to cool her down, transmuting her growing irritation into confusion.]

...Nothing's uncool about wearing a dress, Ed. It's irritating and annoying because I can't fly my best in it, but that's not the same as uncool.

[rewritethis]

Yeah, whatever. I told you there wasn't anything wrong with it, didn't I? More power to you. [All he did was rather blatantly imply it! That's not the same thing!] It's just not what I would've expected, that's all I'm saying.

[elementofloyalty]

Well congratulations!

[She slaps him on the shoulder, which would probably have been painful if she'd done it to the left one.]

Today you came to grips with the fact that the flying, talking pony also wears dresses when appropriate! At this rate you'll become downright tolerant of stuff!

[rewritethis]

What? How the hell is that intolerant? [Judging by the look on his face, he's a minor provocation away from just outright sulking.]

[elementofloyalty]

Unless I'm way, way off, you don't like the idea of a pony wearing clothes to begin with.

[rewritethis]

[If he still remembered that she was asking him to do something about said clothes, this would be a less than effective way of convincing him.] Yeah, and so what? Why does it matter what I think? It's not like I could get you to stop.

[elementofloyalty]

[It's not like Rainbow remembers how they got on this track to begin with either -- the arguing tends to dominate her thought processes.]

Nope, you can't. Besides, I think you'd think I look good.

[rewritethis]

If by good you mean stupid, sure. [This is a bit harsh, but now he's on the defensive.]

[elementofloyalty]

Hey! That's just being mean for no reason.

[rewritethis]

Yeah, you're right. Sorry.

[He still sounds huffy, though.]

But that doesn't mean it's easy to imagine.