Sunset frantically rummaged through her wardrobe, tossing dresses left and right. She let out a groan of frustration. "No! Gross! That's so last year!" she exclaimed, tossing a dress onto the bed.
Apple Bloom, who was perched on the edge of the bed, watched as the discarded dress landed next to her.
"That one looks nice," Applebloom said, trying to be helpful.
"Nice? The saying isn't 'Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the nicest of them all'!" Sunset retorted. "Ugh, those VKs are getting too much attention for my tastes. And I have very good taste!"
Apple Bloom shrugged. "I don't know, Sunset. I kinda had to learn it the hard way that it's not all about how you look like."
"Everybody's so into their edgy VK style and dark-colored everything!" Sunset continued, not listening to Apple Bloom's words of wisdom.
“I don’t think they’re so into dark coloured everything. They’re so into…”
"Their hair-dos is!" Sunset interrupted. "When Twilight changed your hair, you went from plain Applebloom to… kind of plain Applebloom. Magic me!"
"I don't have magic," Apple Bloom said, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Your mom's a Fairy Godmother! She and Nightmare Moon are like the most powerful people ever. If Twilight has magic, you have it too," Sunset argued.
"I never really thought about it that way..." Apple Bloom perked up.
"Do you remember the spell that Twilight did?" Sunset asked eagerly.
“For me she said new hair, but for Rainbow she said cool hair…”
"I'll take both! I want something really out there! Go ahead," Sunset demanded, pulling up a chair in front of Apple Bloom.
“I don’t know…”
“I really appreciate this, you’re a true friend, Apple Bloom.” With that, Sunset closed her eyes, bracing herself for the magic.
Apple Bloom moved closer to Sunset and thought for a while. Then with a smile on her face, chanted a spell. “Beware, forswear, replace the old with… something really out there?”
Magic flew from her hands and worked on Sunset’s hair which produced a puff of smoke. She shielded her eyes and when she opened them, her eyes were wide as ever. “Woah… woah…”
Sunset, with three braids sticking out of her hair as if electrocuted, turns to look at the young magician. “Do I look different?”
“Definitely!” Apple Bloom said, placing a hand over her mouth.
“Is it edgy?!”
“It has edges…” Apple Bloom replied in an uncertain fashion.
Sunset handed Apple Bloom her phone. "Post it!" she demanded.
Apple Bloom smiled hesitantly and unwillingly took the phone, clicking a photo and uploading it without looking at the messed up outcome.
A notification popped up as soon as the photo went online, ‘New ‘Do’? More like New Don’t!’