Friendship is Always in Fashion, Thursday, period 1
Pinkie Pie was wearing a lampshade on her head. She sat quietly at the back of the class room next to an old fashioned film projector, poking at it with her hoof and muttering. The lampshade came down enough over her eyes to make it difficult to read her expression, but it was probably at least clear that maybe one just shouldn't ask.
"Today we're looking at vacation wear!" she said, hitting a big shiny red button on the side of the projector, causing it to spring to whirring life. "So we're going to watch a movie that has lots of vacation wear in it." And some puppet opera, too, but what could you do? "Personally, I love the bright shiny flower shirts."
No one is surprised, Pinkie. No one.
"Today we're looking at vacation wear!" she said, hitting a big shiny red button on the side of the projector, causing it to spring to whirring life. "So we're going to watch a movie that has lots of vacation wear in it." And some puppet opera, too, but what could you do? "Personally, I love the bright shiny flower shirts."
No one is surprised, Pinkie. No one.