//------------------------------//
// 41 
// Story: You in Equestria: Let's Save a Kingdom 
// by RatherHomely 
//------------------------------//

	You pop open the CD player. The best hits of El Mudo? Barf! You whip out your burned copy of Party Rock Anthem. You’re always prepared just in the case some emergency shuffling is needed. 
You pop in the CD, hit play, and proceed to dance like there’s no tomorrow. 
As you drop some crazy moves on the dance floor, you see that the dresses match your movements as closely as pony dresses can. And for a minute, all is awesome. 
Then there's a shriek.
“WHAT ARE YOU ALL DOING?!” All the dresses freeze, and you can hear the CD player run away in fear, taking the music with it. “You all know that only MY music can be played, because it’s MY CD player!” You turn to see a furious Rarity on the staircase. Sweetie Belle's standing next to her, still staring off into space.
“Actually,” one of the dresses says, “That CD player belongs to Karl.”
Rarity makes a snapping noise with her hoof (an amazing feat for a creature without fingers). “Sweetie Bot!” On command, Sweetie Belle’s head seems to split neatly down the center, the two halves folding to each side. Where the base of her neck should be, there's some sort of nozzle. It's only when flames erupt from it that you realize Sweetie Bot is packing a flamethrower. The poor dress is engulfed in flames, and is incinerated almost instantly. “Anyone else care to dispute my ownership?” No one says anything. You edge slowly towards the door, much like a ninja. Unfortunately, you are emulating a very, very visible ninja. Rarity points to you. “Get him! He’s MINE!”
As kinky as that sounds, you decide a retreat is in order. But there are dresses blocking the door! And more dresses are coming to grab you! What a sad day it is that once great dance partners are forced into becoming enemies. 
What you gonna do, home slice?

>You’re still emulating a ninja. Try to ninja past the dress blocking the door!
>If you can turn Rarity back to normal, the dresses and you may continue dancing. After her!
>C’mon. They’re dresses. How hard can it be to fight them off?