Twilight's hands continued to move deftly over the can of spray paint, leaving behind a trail of bright red paint on the canvas in her tent. She was lost in her own world, so when Sunset barged in, she was taken aback. The sudden intrusion caused her to turn around, her eyes wide with surprise.
As Sunset stormed in, her phone was clenched tightly in her hand, displaying a selfie with a strange hairstyle which had turned into a meme of ‘Who wore it better?’. Twilight tried to hold back a laugh at the sight of the new hairstyle, but couldn't resist a small chuckle. "Hi, can I help you?" she asked casually.
Sunset's face twisted in frustration as she held up her phone. "This selfie is ruining my life!" she exclaimed.
"I mean... that looks great! Haha..." Twilight tried to offer a compliment, but the look on Sunset's face told her she had missed the mark.
“If by great, you mean awful, then yes! It’s great!”
A notification popped up on Sunset's phone, and she read it with a scowl. "Fantastic, another comment!" she said, clearly irritated.
Meanwhile, Apple Bloom had tagged along with Sunset, and she was feeling nervous and tried to console her friend. "I'm so sorry! I didn't even know I could do magic. Oh my gosh! I can do magic!" she exclaimed.
Sunset rolled her eyes. "Yup..." she muttered, clearly unimpressed.
"I can do magic!" Apple Bloom repeated, her voice filled with excitement.
“You can do magic?” Twilight asked, surprised.
"We've been over this..." Sunset replied, letting out a long-suffering sigh.
“I better go lie down…” Apple Bloom's excitement quickly dissipated, and she left the tent with a sense of worry.
Rarity barged in just as she was leaving, showing Twilight a post on her phone. "Darling! Everyone is talking about my cupcake disaster! Look at this post!" she said, her voice filled with frustration. "Pastry chef? More like 'Pastry Deaf!' I don't think that's a compliment here..."
Before Twilight could respond, Soarin entered the tent with a lamp in his hand. Twilight, clearly annoyed by the constant interruptions, couldn't resist snapping, "Does anyone know how to knock?"
"You're in a tent! Oh and answer this for me, it's very important," Soarin said, leaving the lamp in Twilight's hands. "Heh, heh, nice hair!" he told Sunset, pointing finger guns at her.
“Really?” Sunset’s face lit up.
"Nope! But I'm trying to learn how to be nice!" Soarin said with a grin before quickly exiting the tent. Sunset glared at him as he left, clearly unimpressed by his attempt at being friendly.
Sunset let out a frustrated sigh as she turned to Twilight, “You have to fix my hair!”
Rarity interjected, “Hold up, she’s my BFF, she’s helping me first!”
Suddenly, a girl with long hair barged into the room, snatching the lamp from Twilight. “Hey, you stole my lamp!”
"What? No! I didn't steal anything," Twilight protested.
“Thief!”
Sunset interrupted. "Cool it, Sapphire. Twilight will help you when she’s done with me!"
Rarity added, "You mean when she’s done with me..."
Sapphire examined her lamp and exclaimed, “Did you get paint on my lamp?!”
Twilight quickly tried to fix the mistake. "No biggie, I’ll just… wipe it off." She took the lamp and rubbed the stain off with her hand.
Meanwhile, Sunset grew increasingly impatient. "Hello! My hair!"
Rarity tried to shift the focus back to herself. "Can we focus on what’s important? Me!"
Sapphire, however, was more concerned about her lamp. "You’re ruining my lamp! Gimme!" she yelled, snatching it back from Twilight before storming out of the room.
Twilight sighed. "Stuff like this never happened on the Isle of the Wicked. I wish we could all just go back home…"
Just then, Flash walked in, hoping to find out what was going on. However, he found himself being magically teleported along with Twilight, Sunset, and Rarity.
“Hey guys! Soarin got me a new phone!” Braeburn exclaimed, entering the now-empty tent. “Where did they all go? Oh well.”
Braeburn took a photo through his new phone and posted it online, captioning, ‘Flying Solo, Oh Well Yolo’