"Randy Mayhill...wasn't he the yellow-green unicorn with the talent for plants?" Quickstar was glad to see the shy pony coming out of his shell, but intrigued by what might have triggered such a dramatic change. Not an hour ago, this was a pony who had vomited after speaking to a stranger. Now, all of that shyness had seemed to vanish. Not that that was a bad thing. Quickstar loved to see shy ponies becoming social. It just piqued his curiosity about what could have potentially changed.
"a unicorn who specializes in plants? wouldn't a pegasus be better suited to that? of course, there's the chance he was a pegasus in some other life and... wait... that's silly." Dreamer sighs.
"No" said Tyler " not Mayhill Mulhill and besides thats not my brother hes the one with the guitar for a Cutie Mark"
"Sweet!" Lace placed the glasses on, "woah.. I have got to get me a pair!" Lace laughed and handed them back. "Thank Tyler." She took out her old pair if aviators and slid them on, "these are still awesome though."
"How stereotypical of a pegasus to wear th- whoa, those are awesome." Dreamer slowly started reaching up for the aviators.
Lace jumped back, "no touchy the glasses bub." She glanced over the glasses and gave a smile. "Just ask." She took them off and handed them to Dreamer.
"cooool" Dreamer played around with them in his hooves, not taking his eyes off them before handing them back to Lace with a "Better than i thought" and a large smile.
"What's your problem? That was just random" Lace asked Yclept taking her glasses back and slipping then on again.
"odds are my antics caused him some form of amusement and this inspired an outburst most out of character." Dreamer suddenly blinks rapidly and smiles again. "Whoa..."
Intrude heard the conversation. "I don't believe he was being rude." she butted in. "I believe he was simply expressing that he found something funny. But, seeing as I just interrupted your conversation, what do I know?" she said, raising her hoof in a casual manner. March tugged at her leg. He had seen her like this before. "Intrude..."
"your name is intrude, and you intruded on the conversation? thats... thats amazing! Quick, change names to flying!" Dreamer rushes up to intrude and looks her in the eye.
Lace rolled her eyes, "frankly I don't see this as any of your business to even say a word about it." She said to Intrude.
Quickstar wasn't quite sure what to think of this whole exchange, but for now, he was content to sit back and watch, and sort the whole thing out when it was over. Trying to process it now would just mean he might miss something, and this was going to require some very careful analyzation.
"And furthermore." she continued, with a look of ever growing panic on the colt's face, "seeing as I have had previous run ins with a few of you, none of which were exactly pleasant," this was said with a gesture to Tyler, "I had to be sure that you did not become angry at someone simply for laughing. Yes, my dear, you're right. It's really none of my business, and I should go on my merry way any minute now, for as you can see on the look on my brother's face, this happens often, and I know what to expect. But don't, for one second, be mad at someone for being happy. You can be angry at them for, I don't know, vomiting in an ice cream shop, and then accusing a sibling of being rude, when the sibling is six, but what I am saying, is don't be angry at him, just because he decided he wanted to share a laugh with you. That is not right." she concluded, gasping slightly for breath.
