5 Stitches: Definitely Not As Planned

[sailorgenerous]

[The video shows Rarity, looking very mussed - which isn't like her at all - and rather scuffed, as though she's just come out the worse in a less than ideal situation...but that couldn't be the case, could it?]

[She runs a hoof over her mane, frowning at the ruined curls.]

Well, that certainly didn't turn out well. [She glances up] You weren't broadcasting any of that, were you?

[Cambot pans side to side - that would be a no.]

Oh, good. I would not have wanted anypony to see that. Now, if you could please stay off until after I've taken care of the mess that awful thing made of my coiffure, I would appreciate it.

[Cambot pans side to side again, and Rarity pauses.]

What do you mean, no? You- you're not broadcasting now, are you?

[Cambot pans up and down this time. Yes, he is. If it was possible for Rarity to look even more agitated, she's certainly doing it now.]

Cambot, we discussed this! You need to give a lady warning before you start showing her off for all the world to see! It's rather rude! [She sighs, a bit defeated.] But it's a bit late for that now, isn't it.

[She sighs again, and there's a long pause before she begins speaking again.] Aqua, I happened to run across your shade, and...well, she's rather nasty, and very protective of her kneecaps. Do be careful if you see her.

[She starts heading back to her room to go soothe her wounded pride and nurse her somewhat banged up hind legs. They're not too bad, luckily, but evidently she hadn't been kidding about Aqua's shade.]

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[sailorlaughter]

Oh no, RARITY! Are you okay? Where'd it go? Stay there, I'll get you some ice!

[sailorgenerous]

Pinkie, I- I'll be alright, really. I'm going to my room - you can meet me there, if you like.

And I don't know where it got off to, do please be careful.

[sailorlaughter]

[She's already got a thing of ice, a bag of frozen peas, and what appears to be several cylinders of frozen cookie dough crammed in her mouth, but she nods furiously and delivers what's probably a muffed "Okie-dokie-lokie!" as she scrambles off.]

[A few seconds later, she's reared up and banging on Rarity's door.]

[sailorgenerous]

[Everyone else knocks. Banging can only be Pinkie.]

Come in.

[Once Pinkie comes in, she'll find Rarity stretched out on the bed with a pillow under her hind hooves. A little elevation and rest and they should be fine in no time, right? She does brighten up considerably at the sight of her friend, though.]

Oh, you brought cookie dough! Pinkie, you do think of everything.

[sailorlaughter]

[She bounces over and spits out her tiny pile of frozenness at Rarity's bedside, shaking her head briefly to dislodge a bag of ice that had become stuck to her tongue.] Well, yeah! What kind of first aid kit doesn't have cookie dough in it?

This miiiiiight be a teeny bit chilly! [She starts with the bag of peas on whichever of Rarity's legs looks worse, then divides the ice evenly between the other two.]

[sailorgenerous]

Obviously not a very good one. [She tears open a roll of dough and divides it evenly, jumping a bit when the peas and the ice settle on her hind legs.] Ooh! That is cold!

[sailorlaughter]

Oh, is it too cold? I can get a towel!

[sailorgenerous]

It's all right, Pinkie. I simply wasn't expecting it to be quite that cold.

[She falls silent for a moment, ripping the dough wrapper in half and putting Pinkie's portion of the dough on half of it.]

...thank you for coming, by the way. It really does help, and I'm not just talking about the ice.

[sailorlaughter]

[Her icepack duties done, Pinkie pounces on her dough and gulps it all down in one huge bite, swallowing just in time to smile at the tail end of Rarity's statement.] Aw, silly, what else are friends for?

[She pauses for a few seconds, looking down at the now-empty wrapper.] You were really brave to stand up to them like that.

[sailorgenerous]

[Rarity nibbles daintily at her dough, returning Pinkie's smile and trying to reassure her] Pinkie, I'd much rather stand up to a few bullies than let my friends get hurt.