Friendship is Always in Fashion, Thursday - Period 1

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Pinkie had spent ages today decorating the classroom to get the mood just right. There were fancy banners with stylized unicorn heads on the walls, golden columns topped with decorative hearts in the corners, and even a giant ice sculpture of a swan next to the door.

Pinkie herself was similarly decked out, wearing the dress Rarity had made her for the Grand Galloping Gala, and looking absolutely delighted to be there.

Because, well, one of the teachers should be, right?

And Derek, on the other hand, was just wearing a suit and tie for the occasion. No, he wasn't smiling. Don't get your hopes up, Pinkie Pie. His contribution to the decorations came in the form of nothing exploding glitter on the class. So. You're welcome, kids.

"Today you're learning about formalwear." Aaaaaaaaand, Derek?

That's alright, Derek, Pinkie was practically vibrating in anticipation and would gladly take up the explaining. "And haute couture!" she gleed. "Which is the fancy-pants way of saying an outfit is handmade and really fancy-pants!"

That was the technical definition, kids. I hope you're taking notes. Detailed notes.

Derek sighed, not about to correct the terminology. Because that meant more time talking to students than strictly necessary. "Suits for men, dresses for women. Sometimes suits for women. Just watch a red carpet sometime if you want to see more examples."

"And sometimes dresses for men, too," Pinkie noted, because hey, let's not leave anyone out here, Derek! "Like that purple sparkly one I found for you that would have really shown off your cheekbones."

Why did Derek submit himself to this class every week? Oh right. Because his life was pain. "I have a suit," he ground out. "I'm not wearing a dress."

No matter how flattering it looked with his shoulder to waist ratio.

"You're such a party pooper," Pinkie said, somehow managing to make it sound both sad and fond at the same time. "Anyway, kids, it's time to get your swank on!" Wait, their what? "We've got lots of dresses and suits of all sorts for everypony! Feel free to mix and match. That's where the real fashion comes from."

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When they ping in!

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Derek was, of course, there. And looking a little uncomfortable in his tie.

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Megan had found the classrooms.

Fear.

She began with an "AAAAAAA!" and ended with a "YOU ARE SO MUCH HOTTER IN REAL LIFE."

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"What." HE NEEDED AN ADULT. HE NEEDED AN ADULT.

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SHE WAS EIGHTEEN. THAT WAS AN ADULT. LEGAL AND EVERYTHING. HINT HINT.

"You are like, my idol. And you're definitely my favorite character to write," she squeed. "I'm such a sucker for the brooding loner who secretly cares about people trope."

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NOT THAT KIND OF ADULT.

"What."

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"I mean, my priest AU, where you've become a man of the cloth after so much trauma and then meet altar boy Stiles and then you two do it in a confessional? I wrote that like a year ago and people still comment on it," Megan told him. "Ooh, do you think we can see that here? Or is there a copyright thing?"

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THAT ALL SOUNDED HORRIBLE.

Derek was backing away from the clearly crazy woman before this got out of hand. And he cried ever so prettily.

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"Oh, god, am I coming on too strong?" she asked. "Sorry, I'm just so excited. I mean, it's just, I am your biggest fan."

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Tiny bit too strong, yes.

"What are you even talking about?"

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"Oh, right," Megan said, looking appropriately sheepish. "It's just that myself and some online friends decided to take a trip to see the set of our favorite show. And aaaaaah we're totally here!"

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"I think you've got the wrong person." Because who in their right mind would watch a show about his life?

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"Um, I think I'd know you when I saw you," Megan told him, and pulled out her phone. "See, you're my screensaver!"

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Pinkie was here, occasionally striking a fabulous pose in her Grand Galloping Gala dress.

She loved the hat especially. It was so cute!

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"OH. MY. GOD. I THOUGHT YOU WERE CGI."

Meet Megan, Pinkie.

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"OMIGOSH!" Pinkie answered back, matching enthusiasm for enthusiasm. "I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS!"

Pinkie could squee high enough that only Derek and Puppy Joe could hear it. Beat that, Megan.

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She couldn't! But she could make it a life goal!

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE COMPUTER GENERATED. BUT YOU'RE NOT. YOU'RE A REAL LIFE PINK PONY."

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"Oh, well, yeah," Pinkie flicked one hoof in a 'no biggie' gesture. "Humans make that mistake aaaaaaaaaaaall the time around here. Human worlds are sadly lacking in proper ponies."

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"WE SO ARE." She also now believed unicorns were real, and maybe Santa. "Can I take a picture with you? No one is ever going to believe me."

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Well of course unicorns were real! Pinkie didn't know what a Santa was, though.

"Okay!" Pinkie bounced a few times in place. She was even dressed all fancy for the occasion! "Oooo, you should find a fancy outfit to wear for the picture! We have lots!"

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Megan looked absolutely verklempt. "OH MY GOD, CAN I?"

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Wow, this girl was even more excited by formal wear than Rarity was.

"Well sure! Ooooo, you could wear that sparkly purple number I found that Derek refused to wear! . . . Or something else, it's up to you!"

Far be it for Pinkie to dictate her style, after all. She'd only just met her.

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"If Derek touched it, I want to wear it."

Which was not creepy AT ALL.

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That actually made Pinkie blink a few times.

And then she had to think back about whether or not Derek actually touched it, or if he had just looked desperately lost and sad and then said "no" in no uncertain terms and gave Pinkie that look that reminded her she'd just forced him into glam make up last week and she should maaaaaaaaaaaybe let up on him just an eensy bit this week.

You know, so she could do the big wibbly eyes on him next week and get him to wear something properly shiny again.

"Okay!" she said finally -- that was a lot of thinking, she'd kinda spaced out for a moment. "I think it's over on this rack!" And she trotted over to one of the racks of formal wear, popped up on her hind legs, and used her front hooves to sort through the outfits, her tongue sticking ever so slightly out of her mouth.

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"It is SO. COOL. how you do that," Megan said, getting her phone out to snap a picture. This was going straight to Tumblr. She'd get sooooo many notes!