Sunset took a deep breath and, far from the first time in her life, wished there was something she could pray to. "Fluttershy, know that I love you."
Fluttershy offered a rather wooden smile. "That's very sweet of you, Sunset."
"To be clear, I mean that in a familial sense. I love Twilight, of course, but the rest of you are like the sisters I never had." Another deep breath. It wasn't helping much, but it wasn't like she needed the oxygen. "And given Sweetie and Apple Bloom, you know that's not always a good thing."
"Sorry."
Sunset began pacing. Fluttershy could only watch. "There comes a point where sorry doesn't cut it anymore, Shy. It's like the saying goes, 'Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.'" She turned back, not angry, just disappointed. "What does that say about the fifth time?"
"Um..." Fluttershy bit her lip, eyes darting about. "Shame on both of us? And maybe Tree Hugger?"
Light started streaming from Sunset's skin and didn't stop until after she took a few deep breaths. "That's certainly a valid answer. However, I think there's a far better one. If you absolutely must do yoga outside, on moist soil, while barefoot, maybe don't do the tree pose."
Fluttershy nodded as best she could with her skin turned to bark, to say nothing of her arms locked in place above her and her whole body balancing on one leg. At least the roots helped. "I'll try to keep it in mind."
"That's what you said last time." Sunset disentangled the other girl's morphic field with increasingly practiced ease. "Do or do not." She glared at the tiny shoots still sprouting out of one of Fluttershy's knees. "And while you're doing, do get a set of pruning shears."