Rainbow Dash had actually almost dozed off when the door to the bathroom opened. She glanced over in time to see a cloud of steam wafting out, followed by an orange shape.
"Guh!" She did a tiny somersault, miraculously unrolling a swath of the duvet in one swift move. Within a blink, she was lying down, half-submerged under the comforter, with her head pressed into the fabric, blinding herself to the undoubtedly sensual display happening just a few feet away.
"Whew-weeee! Nothin' like a good long shower in one of these fancy bathrooms!"
"Erm... f-fancy?"
"Yeah." The sound of ruffling wet mane hair. "All Sweet Apple Acres has is a dinky ol' bathtub! Heheh. Family heirloom from over fifty years ago. Dun change the fact that it's a plum miracle if it can ever get warmer than toasted bread in January!"
Rainbow Dash clenched her eyes shut, clutching the blanket tighter. "Noneedtotakeapeek. Noneedtotakeapeek. Yousawenoughtheothernightwhilecamping."
"Huh? What's that?"
"Uhhhhh..."
"Awww shoot. I'm sorry, sugarcube. Yer tryin' to sleep, aren't you?"
"No, I was awake!" Rainbow stuck her head out. "Nothing to be sorry abou—" Her eyes bulged at the sight of an orange thing seated on the next bed. In a flash, Rainbow burrowed herself beneath the covers once again, her ruby pupils fixed on some nebulous point a trillion miles ahead of her. "Ohmygoddessshe'swearingthedamptowel..."
"I dun see how you have any reason to be restless," Applejack's voice said amidst the ruffling of a golden mane. "Unless yer seekin' to slide some special deal under the table to Shindig all this time. Eheh."
"What? No!" Rainbow Dash wheezed. "I'm just... super jazzed about this trip, is all!"
"For real?"
Rainbow gulped. "S-sure! Why not?"
"Well, that's just super. For a moment there, I wasn't sure if you'd enjoy the trip at all."
"...you weren't?"
"Nah. I mean, it ain't exactly travel-by-air. Also... eh... eheheh... let's face it."
"Er, let's face what, AJ?"
"Stu Leaves takes a bit of gettin' used to. Now, me? I've had several weeks under my plate of workin' with him on the farm, so I reckon I've got what it takes to handle his... goofy personality. But you? I never thought about it much until now, sugarcube, but I-I must have dropped his comin' with us on you like a huge sack'o'bricks. I'm mighty sorry for that."
"Hey... it's alright!" Rainbow Dash smiled into the mattress, clinging the pillow hard beneath the blanket. "I mean... heck... he's really not that bad of a guy!"
"Ya think?"
Rainbow bit her lip. "...maaaaaaaaaybe?"
"You've been off on one flyin' job or another lately; I wasn't certain if you'd get along with him or not. The last thang I wanted to do was make this trip miserable for you. But that really takes a load off my spine, darlin'."
"Hey..." Rainbow gulped. "What are friends for?"
"Ya sure yer tired, darlin'? All of the sudden, you seem antsier than a dog at a tail-waggin' contest."
"Oh... please." Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. "I'm not exactly a light sleeper."
"Ya sure? Ya sure are keen to do it a lot. Eheheh."
"For real! Sometimes I... uh... gallop in my sleep."
"Or fly in yer sleep?" Applejack guffawed. "Seein' as yer wings are fixin' to burst through the blanket somethin' fierce."
"Guhhhhhh—!" Rainbow's voice cracked as she kicked out of bed and trotted—backwards—into the bathroom. "You know what?! All those breadsticks have left me smelling like cheese!"
A decidedly veluptuous orange figure atop the far bed blinked, her wet body clad in an even wetter towel while she brushed at a silken gold mane. "Cheese?"
"Super stinky cheese!" Rainbow squeaked. She bumped into the bathroom's doorframe and had to shimmy and twist her petite body so that her wings could fit through. "Gotta wash myself off! Become squeaky clean!"
Applejack's freckled muzzle sniffed the air. "But I dun smell nothin'—"
"And you never will!" Rainbow slammed the door behind her. "Bye!"