"So... What do you think?"
Rainbow Dash tried her best to force a smile onto her face, but ultimately failed, only managing a shell shocked expression. But, to her luck, Twilight took her shock for genuine surprise.
Never in Rainbow's life did she expect Twilight to knit. Or, well, knit something for her. Sure, the unexpected gift was a nice gesture, one that she wished she had the immediate opportunity to return, seeing as she had barely been in Ponyville for five minutes before she was hunted down by Twilight. But while the gesture was touching, It didn't change the fact that, unfortunately, Twilight had little to no creative crafting ability.
Sure, she could make potions, or do alchemy, but weaving? Knitting? Drawing, beyond drafting blueprints and measurements for architecture?
She was a hopeless mess.
Case and point; The Sweater, with a capital S. It was a... what would Twilight call it?
Ah, yes. A non-euclidean abomination, a testament to all of Pony-kind's hubris and sins. It actually, genuinely hurt her eyes to stare at it, but, through sheer force of will, she kept her eyes trained on it. It was hideous, almost to a nauseating degree.
"So... you gonna try it on?"
Oh no. The very idea made Dash's almost non-existent fashion sense cringe in pain, before it tried to convince that death was a better option. But, at the same time, she knew she had to. She was Twilight's mare-friend. She was obliged to do mare-friend things. Like wearing gifts from Tartarus.
"It, uh, looks very... colorful."
It was true. It was colorful enough to make one with a Rainbow mane cringe. An impressive feat.
Twilight smiled at that, before nodding. On the bright side, Dash seemed to be getting mare-friend points.
"I'm glad you like it! Here, I'll help you put it on."
Dash forced herself to sit still, and slowly watched the dreaded Sweater slid over her head.
The things she did for love Like.