Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Rarity was tired of dealing with that. Finding a veritable rain of those objects hitting her house's roof, staning the shingles and, in the least fortunate case, whenever they fell on the ground, the otherwise-pure lilac walls.

She, after some investigation on her own accord and some calculation, had found the culprit of such thing, and she was going to confront them about that. After getting some magicl help from her dear friend Twilight, Rarity was now up in the clouds, at the doorstep of a cloud home.

Rarity cleared her troath, before knocking delicately upon the door, which created a sound that was only a faint shadow of what a door of actual wood did. It still worked, because the house's owner, with some panic in her voice, answered from behidn the door.

"Who's there?"

"I am Rarity. We need to talk, Rainbow Dash," she said, massagin her face a bit to get all her face muscles to work, thus makign herself more expressive "what you are doing cannot be tolerated any longer."

Several minutes passed, with sounds of things begin moved around and cupboards begin closed in the background. Rainbow Dahs then opened the door.

"Oh, hello Rarity, umm.." she blushed strongly and flattened her ears agaisnt her head, as she gestured for Rarity to walk in. Rarity curled up her nose and poofed up her chest, before stepping inside. Rainbow Dash lead Rarity trhought the trophy and gear-filled entrance to the living room with a couple of sofas, a simple shiny bookcase (which, Rarity noted to herself with a smirk, was pretty much empty) and a low coffee able.

Rainbow Dash felt to one of the couches and sat down on her rump, still with her ears flattened.

"Uumm... want a coffee or something?" Rainbow Dahs asked, embarassed.

"No thanks, I have laready had one earlier today. No, I' liek to talk about an issue that I have with your... behaviour, of late."

"Um... do I make too much noise?"

"No, you tend to throw certain parts of your trash over my house," Rarity said "the smell of biological wastes is starting to make my house smell really badly in a permanent way. I would liek you to find a different spot."

Rainbow Dash looked down, blushing even more and biting her lip.

"W-what trash? I don't throw trash onto your house!"

Rarity looked around her, until she saw somethign pillow-like with yellow stripes just undernear the sofe where Dash was sitting on. Getting up, she levitated the object from udner the sofa, and revealed what it was: a diaper.

"Trash like this, but filled with wastes, I assume, are yours."

Rainbow Dash, for the first time in the time she and Rarity had knwon each other, squeaked in pure, unadultered embarassment and fear.