"I can't do this," Rarity said, her cheeks flushed.
"I know," said Rainbow Dash calmly, despite the fact she'd just been rejected. It seemed as if she didn't really care. As if she had no emotion.
Heartless.
"I'm in love with Pinkie Pie," Rarity explained, though it was obvious. Everypony knew - except the one who mattered most.
"I know," Dash repeated.
"She's a lovely mare, and I think she's so beautiful and kind and she makes me smile even when I'm down - " Rarity said, her hysteria rising.
"Rarity," Dash smirked, grabbing her love gently but firmly, "I know. I understand. I'm sorry I tried to kiss you. It wasn't cool."
And then, looking into her friend's pretty magenta eyes, Rarity knew they would be OK.
Even though she wished they hadn't been magenta eyes but ice blue ones that she'd seen so close when they'd leaned in.
How heartbreaking.
"Well then, goodbye, Rainbow Dash. Have a lovely day!" Rarity cheerfully went off, thinking of a certain pink pony.
And then, as the unicorn left, the smile slipped from Dash's face, and she let a small sob escape from her.
It wasn't fair.
It hurt a lot, more than her broken wing, though that was ridiculous.
It burned like fire.
And the worst thing was, Rainbow Dash kind of liked it.