[She doesn't do anything to stop Rarity, but as soon as the unicorn's moved on from the first balloon she darts in and grabs its string, trying ferociously to tug it loose. As she's starting to growl a little in frustration - Rarity ties a good knot - she happens to glance up at the balloon itself. A look of confusion crosses her face at the sight of a marker-alligator giving her his typical blank stare, and the string slips from her mouth.]
[A second later it's gone. She plops down on the ground with an angry huff, staring at the floor.] I don't need any color anyway.
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[She doesn't do anything to stop Rarity, but as soon as the unicorn's moved on from the first balloon she darts in and grabs its string, trying ferociously to tug it loose. As she's starting to growl a little in frustration - Rarity ties a good knot - she happens to glance up at the balloon itself. A look of confusion crosses her face at the sight of a marker-alligator giving her his typical blank stare, and the string slips from her mouth.]
[A second later it's gone. She plops down on the ground with an angry huff, staring at the floor.] I don't need any color anyway.