>>34354354>Anon bursts out laughing.
"Damn, you're so easy," he says, pushing her shoulder. "I was joking, Scoots. I know you don't swing that way.">"Oh, haha, a joke..." she says with false mirth. "Good one."
"It was," he agrees as his laughter dies down and he sighs. "You know, I remember something a colt mentioned a while back. Said he heard it from Caramel, I think.">He stops as if to remember for a moment.
"All the good mares are either gay or taken. Damn if that ain't the truth.">"You... you really think I'd be a good mare? Like, to be with?"
"Well yeah, if it weren't for the whole lesbian thing, I'd snatch you off the market real fast.">She goes quiet staring at the ceiling.>She bites her lip, and opens her mouth.>"Anon, I'm not-">"Hey you two, I brought snac- Oh my goodness! What happened?!">Twilight is standing int the doorway, a tray of veggie stick in her magic as her eyes dart around the room.>Anon and Scootaloo jump up in surprise.
"Twilight!" Anon starts, eyes darting around. "You won't believe what happened! All these pillows just exploded out of nowhere! Right, Scootaloo?">"Oh, ah, yeah! It was insane! Really, we should all just be glad no pony was hurt!"
"Definitely! I bet it was Discord. You should go lecture him on not pulling such dangerous pranks.">Twilight deadpans at the pair as the tray poofs out of existence, only to be replaced by brooms and dust pans, which she levitates over to them.>"Clean. Now." she says, getting both to groan.
"Yes, Twilight," Anon mumbles, getting to work sweeping feathers into a pile as Twilight leaves.>Scootaloo joins him as the two work in silence.>Anon reaches down and picks something up.
"Hey, check this out," he says, getting Scootaloo to look up. "Must have came loose during the fight.">In Anon's grip is a long orange feather.>"Guess I shouldn't have skipped preening this morn- what are you doing?!" she yelps as Anon sticks the feather in his messy hair.
"What? Does it look good?">She blushes.