Rarity found herself falling backwards, thoroughly disoriented by Sunset's shove. Startled, she let out a refined, elegant, ladylike shriek as she toppled. She saw something coming over the edge of the roof, and her eye for details picked out several things of note. The object was an open cylinder of a tacky yet familiar dull grey color, with handles on either side. Those handles were each held by a different person. 'Rough, never heard the word manicure?', was her thought as the image was cut out by an inconvenient shrubbery. From a short distance away, she heard dear Fluttershy cry out in alarm, "NO!" Two warring thoughts plauged the fashonista as she hit the bark dust under the thick brush.
'What is this fall going to do to my outfit? battled with 'That looked like a cafeteria...`
SPLAT
'... garbage can!'
Applejack had been starting to warm to Sunset, and was considering apologising to the redhead as soon as she figured out what to say. She'd been stepping down to the sidewalk when Sunset had stopped short, then it came out of nowhere. Suddenly, she was airborne, and she heard a an unmistakable shriek from behind her. As she brought up both arms to cover her face, the farmgirl gritted her teeth. 'She did NOT just push Rarity! I can take it, but pushing one of my friends?'
The oncoming grass would mean that she wouldn't land on the sidewalk, but the landing was gonna be rough. Unbidden, she briefly wondered if she could grow wings like Rainbow, Flutters, or Twilight, but the impact with the ground forestalled any further thoughts. Tucking into the impact, AJ used the momentum to come back up with a half-roll, hands coming up to push her hat into place as she got ready to give back as good as she got. Clear as a bell, she heard a suprisingly loud "NO!" which might have been Fluttershy if she ever raised her voice.
SPLAT
Waitasec, what was that noise? With her emerald eyes still narrowed, she finally tipped her hat back, and...
"... and that's how you do awesome, girls! Come on, warmups are done, let's set up for line drills!" Rainbow Dash guffawed at the groans of her fellow soccer teammates, and waved to a nearby tree. Fluttershy sat in the shade, quetly watching the team practice. Recieving a surprisingly energetic wave back, RD returned to her exercises, eager to get moving after hours stuck in a desk.
She'd just started her line drills when she heard a familiar, dainty, ladylike shriek. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Fluttershy start turning towards the school. 'I Know that scream,' RD thought, looking towards the cafeteria side doors with growing alarm and hearing a GASP from Flutters at the same time.
Rairity was dissapearing into the bushes to the left of the door, and AJ was just coming out of a shoulder roll and trying to get her hat out of her face. Still on the one step up to the side door, looking up in horror was Sunset Shimmer. As Dash put her legs into overdrive, she saw the strange cylinder pitching over the roof, and an actual shout of "NO!" From a half-standing Flutters. As fast as she was...
SPLAT
... she wasn't fast enough.
Sunset Shimmer was drenched, but as the other girls approached with looks of slowly dawning horror, they began to realize exactly what had just happened. The smell alone was overpowering, and the shocked girl in the center of the rancid mess slowly reached up and ran her fingers through her matted and slicked down hair. Grease. Lard. Bits of bacon and sausage from that morning's staff breakfast. Granny Smith's school meatloaf. The vegetarian ex-villianess was soaked in processed animal bits, cooked and raw.
Each of her friends tried to say something; trying to help her and babbling platitudes. She was repeatedly asked if she was okay. With a shudder, Sunset contributed to the conversation with an unequivocal and emphatic answer, power vomiting Taco Tuesday's Veggie Special all over the sidewalk.