Sam had only managed to take two steps out of the bathroom before colliding with Rarity in the hallway. The two yelped and started to tumble down the stairs back down into the boutique's main rotunda. The two groaned as they lie there on the ground in a tangled mess of legs and manes.
Coy chuckling came from behind the pair on the ground, "Well, Rarity, to think you'd be caught lying on the ground with a strange pony that ah don't know!" A pony with a southern type accent called with a massive tease. Rarity and Sam's head snapped up and frowns covered both of their faces.
"This isn't what it looks like!" they both called out towards her at the same time. Turning their heads and blinking at each other before pushing away from each other and standing up. Rarity brushed the small amounts of dirt out of her mane, while Sam stretched out his legs.
The orange pony smirked, "Sure it don't, and I'm not an applebucker."
Rarity frowned and took a few steps towards the other pony. "Applejack, it is NOT what it looks like." she retorted firmly, defiantly stomping a forehoof on the ground. "I am above such things!"
Sam watched with an expression that read with both confusion, embarrassment, and shock. The pony Rarity identified as Applejack laughed and pointed a hoof at Sam, "It looks like your buddy there is more embarrassed than you are!" Sam frowned and lowered his head as if in annoyance now. Rarity, surprisingly did the exact same thing. Which in turn only increased Applejack's laughter!
"You should see y'alls faces! It's hilarious!" Applejack sputtered out between laughs.
"Why don't you take a picture! It'll last longer!" Rarity spat back dragging a hoof on the ground, looking like she was ready to tackle Applejack where she stood.
"Maybe I will!" Applejack said grinning wildly.
Sam cleared his throat, "Maybe we can forget that this-"
"Butt-out!" The pair shouted at him and Sam bit his lip hard. There was two things he learned in the twenty-five years of leaps he had done. One, high heels definitely were the thing he hated the most. Two, when women fight you do what they say. There is no chance of winning when you are the third party until things get REALLY heated. Things hasn't gotten to that point and Sam wanted to see how things would play out.
And we're things heating up, a small joke had now turned into a full on insult match.
"Nit-picker!"
"Fashion-flop!"
"Drama-filly!"
Sam sighed and shook his head, this was just silly. This world was DEFINITELY different. Back in his world the insult probably would have been much more violent and the people would have been hitting each other. This place...it was child friendly...and in a way...Sam felt comfortably at home here.
"Oh really? Well let's ask him!" Sam heard as he looked up and saw Rarity pointing in Sam's direction.
"Fine!" Applejack replied nodding hard with a frown on her face.
Rarity turned to face him, "So which pony is prettier? Applejack or myself?"
Sam looked between Rarity and Applejack, "Uhhhh..." He couldn't find the answer to this question. Never once did he ever consider being asked that question by anyone here. He looked them both over for several long moments.
He smiled and started, "Rarity has a very nice mane."
"Why thank you Darling! See! I told you I am prettier." Rarity said with a smug grin on her face.
Sam held up a hoof, "I'm not finished yet." He then pointed at Applejack, "And your Stetson is simply fantastic." He then pointed at both their flanks, "But I love your marks. Both of them!"
Rarity looked at her flank, Applejack too looked at hers. They then looked at each other and smiled. Then they wrapped their fore hooves around each others necks. Sam didn't even need to hear the apology, he knew the forgiveness was there. Of course, the moment would end suddenly when three fillies screamed at the top of their lungs.
"RARITY! HELP!" Called the fillies upstairs. Sam, Rarity, and Applejack all turned and bolted upstairs. What they found in Sweetie Bells room was something they never expected.