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// 245: Pet Playdate 
// Story: Thirty-Minute Pony Stories 
// by Silvernis 
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245: PET PLAYDATE





“Seriously, Twi?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Twi, this is, like, beyond uncool. I mean, just look at—hey!”

“Hold still, Dashie.”

“Wait, no—ouch—Twi, what the hay are you doing to my tail?”

“Braiding it, of course. You have to look the part.”

“C’mon, Twi. I look stupid.”

“Rainbow Dash, do you remember what you put me through on ‘Daring Do night’?”

“Ugh, fine. But I’m only doing this because you’re a totally hot Daring Do.”

“Thank you. Now hold still.”

“Aww, seriously? Bows?”

“Aren’t they charming?”

“More like totally lame.”

“Well, perhaps this will be more to your liking?”

“Ohmygosh. Is that . . . ?”

“Yep.”

“You put a bell on it?”

“Of course. Like I said, you have to look the part. Now just let me buckle it . . . there. Ah-ha, I saw that! I knew you’d like it.”

“Well . . . maybe.”

“Admit it, Dash. You like being cute.”

“No way!”

“Your goofy grin says otherwise. Now where did I put the ears?”

“You have got to be kidding me.”

“Nope. Oh, there they are. Hold still, please.”

“I didn’t know it was possible to feel this uncool, Twilight.”

“Don’t be silly. You look adorable.”

“I’m the Rainbow Dash, fastest flyer in Equestria and future Wonderbolt. I’m supposed to be awesome, not adorable.”

“Then you’re awesomely adorable. Now come on, Dash. Say it.”

“Say what?”

“You know what. Say it.”

“No!”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Pleeease, Dashie?"

“Ugh. You’re sure you put up the ‘closed’ sign? ’Cause if anypony walks in and sees me like this—”

“I’m sure. I have you all to myself today.”

“Do I really have to?”

“Yes!”

“Fine, you win. Can’t believe I’m doing this . . . . Meow?”