Just Girls Talking

by MythrilMoth


Just Girls Talking About Grabbing Things

After two days of a horrifying political whirlwind concerning Filthy Rich's disastrous bid for mayor and the horrible, sexist remarks he'd been caught making, seven girls sat together at a pizza buffet, enjoying a Sunday afternoon of normalcy.

Then, out of nowhere, Pinkie Pie suddenly said, "You know, I just figured out what bothers me the most about this whole Pussygate thing."

"Oh god," Rainbow Dash moaned, burying her head in her hands. "I thought we were done talking about this..."

"No wait, listen!" Pinkie Pie said, holding up a hand. "I'm serious."

Rarity sighed. "Fine. What is it, aside from everything that disgusting man said?"

Pinkie raised a finger. "It's the whole 'grabbing' thing. I mean, grabbing? Really? I mean...grabbing ass? Grabbing boobs? Okay, yeah, that I get, but grabbing pussy?" She shook her head. "That's not something you grab. That's something you rub. Stroke. Finger, even. But grab? Nuh-uh."

The others stared at her, stunned speechless, most flushed in the face.

"Erm..." Rarity coughed. "Well...you do raise a valid point, darling."

Fluttershy frowned. "So what you're saying is he even fails at being a disgusting sexist pig?"

"Pretty much!"