Bubblecup was a good natured little pony. Once the disappointment of leaving her game behind had faded, getting her hair done wasn't so bad. The shampoo had made a lot of bubbles, anyway, and that had been pretty good. Now she was checking her new style out in the mirror, grinning uncertainly up at her escorts.

"Amberlocks outdid herself. Your hair looks very pretty now, doesn't it?" smiled Dazzle encouragingly. Mittens gave an approving nod.

"It looks like liquid sunlight," sighed Wysteria. "So shiny and golden."

Sunlight! The "fashion-forward" ponies around her all had hair in various shades of pink and purple. Bubblecup gave her yellow tail an experimental flick and shook her mane a little, swinging around the little beads that decorated the few narrow braids. They were kind of fun.

"Shiny now that it's been conditioned," amended Sparkleworks. "Why, she might have a mane to rival the most lovely in ponyland, if only mine weren't quite so stunning today."

Sweeping up hair trimmings behind them, Amberlocks rolled her eyes and snorted. Sparkleworks appeared not to hear.

"The little flower beads on the braids weren't a bad idea, Wysteria," she continued. "We'll make a fashion-forward pony of you yet!"

A strangled cough sounded from Amberlocks.

"And me, too?" asked Bubblecup eagerly.

"That's right, honey. Start young." She brushed past Amberlocks, ushering them out. "Do you think you would like some ice-cream now?"

Does a Princess have tinsel?