ENDING B (VILLAIN):
“The pink dress, really, darling?”
“Yes, of course,” you urge her on.
“But my name is Rainbow Dash.”
“Right, which is why you wearing a literal rainbow is just overkill.”
“I suppose you’re right. Still, I truly designed this dress for Pinkie Pie, and I just know the darling will just adore it.”
“Likewise, Pinkie Pie wearing that would be pink overload.”
“If you’re sure?”
“Absolutely.” You nod.
You go to the promenade, escorting Rainbow Dash, per her request. She’s dismayed to find Pinkie Pie is wearing the exact same dress as her.
She gasps. “My life is ruined!” Rainbow faints dramatically.
“How is this possible?” Pinkie Pie asks. “Rainbow Dash designed my dress!”
Ah, the joys of watching Rainbow Dash work, having too much time on your hands, and opposable digits. You made a replica of the dress and passed it on to Pinkie. Not that you’ll ever admit it.