Remember When...?

by chillbook1

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Sunset Shimmer, Rarity (EqG), Pinkie Pie (EqG), Equestria Girls, Rainbow Dash (EqG), Comedy, Random
Length: 1938

Sunset, Rainbow, Rarity, and Pinkie look back at embarrassing stories.

Everyone has embarrassing stories, things they'd happily take to the grave with them.

Not if Rainbow Dash has anything to say about it.

Published 2016-07-10 06:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-07-10 06:00:01 UTC

How's That For Memory Lane?

“Hey, remember when Rarity’s blouse exploded and her boobs spilled out in front of the whole class?” asked Rainbow Dash, nibbling at her sandwich. Rarity unceremoniously spewed milk from her mouth, accidentally drenching the girl across from her. Pinkie didn’t seem to mind, though. She just wiped her face clean and dug right back into her spaghetti.

Rainbow, Rarity, Pinkie, and Sunset Shimmer were sitting at lunch, enjoying a quiet meal before they had to go back and endure another few hours more of grueling schoolwork. It was a slow day for the girls, what with Applejack and Fluttershy on their Horticulture field trip and Twilight out sick for the day. For the first third of lunch, the girls were entirely silent, save for their initial greetings. Then, quite suddenly, Rainbow Dash mentioned the exploding blouse incident, much to Rarity’s dismay and Sunset’s amusement.

“Rainbow Dash!” exclaimed Rarity, aghast. “I thought we agreed never to talk of that again!”

“Yeah, we did,” agreed Rainbow. “But do you remember?”

“Of course I remember! It was the worst experience of my high school life!”

“Including the time I almost killed you and your friends with demon magic?” asked Sunset, a small grin on her face. Rarity grumpily stabbed her fork into her salad.

“Fine,” grumbled Rarity. “Perhaps the second worst experience.”

“Well, I don’t remember. Actually, I don’t think I was around for that,” said Sunset. “What’s the story there?” Rainbow Dash jumped up onto the table, a devious, mischievous glint in her eye.

“So, there we were, the very first day of freshman year,” said Rainbow Dash, quite epically. “Cheerilee gave us dumb first-day-busywork, like everyone always does on the first day of school. We were supposed to write an essay about ourselves and the stuff we’re good at, bonus points for reading it in front of the class. Rarity goes up and as she’s reading her essay, she throws her arm up and boom! Her blouse burst at the seams, and the whole class got to stare at her funbags.”

Rainbow fell back into her seat, satisfied both with the story and Rarity’s reaction to it. Her pale, pasty face was positively glowing red from embarrassment.

“May I explain just how that happened?” asked Rarity. “I made that blouse brand new for the coming school year, completely forgetting about things such as puberty and growth spurts. I miscalculated my measurements and…” Rarity grimaced, the terrible memory battering at her brain. Then, she remembered something. “And, if I do recall, Ms. Dash was among those staring. Wasn’t that what started your little crush on me?”

Sunset laughed, pausing when she realized that Rainbow was blushing. Then, when Sunset realized that Rarity wasn’t joking, she laughed even harder.

“Is she serious?” cackled Sunset. “You had a thing for Rarity?”

“Hey, anyone who saw those chesticles had a thing for Rarity,” grumbled Rainbow. “Plus, I’m already a perv. Rarity showing off her chest-beefers? I never stood a chance.”

“It was more than that, I assure you,” said Rarity. “She was absolutely in love with me, darling.” She shot Rainbow a teasing glance. “Unfortunately for her, I simply could not return the feelings.”

“I was not in love with you.”

“Oh? Do you remember when you stood outside my window at night with a boombox?” asked Rarity, stifling a giggle. “And you started singing along?” Rainbow’s face bloomed red. “Oh, you had just the sweetest little singing voice. I had to let you down easy.” Rainbow’s face burned like the sun, and she desperately wished for someone to take the attention off of her.

Then she noticed Pinkie, who was silently trying to burrow an escape through her pasta.

“Hey, Pinks. You’re being awful quiet over there,” noted Dash. “Why’s that?”

“Uh… Um… N-no reason!” lied Pinkie, poorly. She grabbed a fistful of pasta and shoved it in her mouth. “Schorry, mouf fuh!”

“Or maybe, just maybe… Maybe you’ve got an embarrassing story that you don’t want to come out,” teased Rainbow. “Let’s see… You’ve done some wild stuff over the years, Pinkie. What should we go with? The Pool Party Incident?”

Pinkie’s cheeks flushed red, and she shook her head vigorously.

“Okay… How about Fluttershy’s birthday party?”

“Nu-uh!” begged Pinkie, her mouth still full.

“Our first slumber party it is,” said Rainbow. Pinkie’s eyes grew wide as saucers, but couldn’t talk on account of her full mouth. “So, you remember when Pinkie invited us to our first ever sleepover at her house?”

“I do. Nothing really special happened, if I recall,” said Sunset. Rainbow shook her head.

“Sorry, Sunny. This was the first sleepover, before we even knew you,” said Rainbow. Rarity nodded, recalling the sleepover well. It was how she met some of her best friends, after all.

“That was when you had forgotten your sleeping bag, yes?” asked Rarity. Rainbow nodded.

“Yup. So, Pinks said she didn’t mind scooching over and sharing the bed with me,” chuckled Rainbow. Pinkie looked as though she wanted to melt into a puddle on the floor. “I don’t know what was happening with her that day, but—”

“I peed the bed, okay?!” exclaimed Pinkie, spewing little bits of spaghetti and tomato sauce everywhere. Rarity glared at her, wiping her face with a napkin as Pinkie finally swallowed what remained of her food. “I drank a lot of water and I was super-duper excited to hang out with all of you and I guess I just let loose!”

At this point, Sunset was straight-out guffawing at the collective misfortune of her three friends. After a bit, Rainbow joined in, followed by Pinkie, and even Rarity. For as embarrassing as the stories were, it was sort of fun to recall them. Soon, when the laughter died down, attention fell onto Sunset.

Sunset raised an eyebrow, waiting for someone to dare ask.

“So…?” Rainbow threw her hands up expectantly. “Spill it, Sunny. You’ve gotta have an embarrassing story to share with the class.”

“More embarrassing than the time I almost killed you and your friends with demon magic?” asked Sunset.

“Come on, that’s actually kinda badass. Something goofy or stupid.”

“You must have one, darling,” said Rarity with a knowing nod. “Embarrassing things happen to everyone. There’s no shame in sharing.”

“It’s only fair,” agreed Pinkie. “We told you ours! And we promise not to tell anyone!”

“I’m telling you, I don’t really have anything embarrassing.” Sunset considered it for a moment, trying to think of what could possibly be more embarrassing than losing her mind and blowing up the school.

When she finally remembered, she slammed her face against the table and let out a low, anguished whine.

“That’s what we like to hear,” said Rainbow, rubbing her palms together greedily. “C’mon, tell us, tell us, tell us!”

“Oh, this one is bad, guys,” groaned Sunset. “Like, really, really bad.”

“Well, duh! That’s why it’s fun to share!” said Pinkie. “Sure, we’re gonna laugh at you, but it’s okay cause you laughed at us!”

“It really is no big deal, darling,” said Rarity. “I doubt you could top my blouse story, anyway.” Sunset sighed, dragging her face from the table.

“I love you guys. You guys are my best friends,” said Sunset. The other three girls beamed. “But if you repeat what I tell you to anyone, I will kill you all in horrible and creative ways.”

“That’s fair,” said Rainbow. “Now, go!” Sunset sighed again, shaking her head . She couldn’t believe she was about to share this story.

“So, you guys know how I’m way into that anime-ish webshow, RWBY, right?” began Sunset.

“Yeah, it’s pretty good,” said Rainbow. “What’s so embarrassing about that?”

“Well, you remember when Ironwood fights for the first time?”

To say that Sunset was immersed in her show would be a massive understatement. She sat on her bed, huddled up with her blanket and nibbling on her Pop-Tart as she watched the absolute animated perfection unravel before her. About halfway through the episode, and Sunset was already dreading its end.

“Jeez, that’s a lot of Grimm,” said Sunset. She spoke the truth, with an almost uncountable number of monsters terrorizing the students on screen. As the numerous faceless robots fired at and were subsequently demolished by the beasts, a man called General Ironwood slowly began to walk forward.

“Ugh. This guy,” complained Sunset. “I hate Ironwood so much.”

The general’s pace increased to a quick jog, and eventually a full-out run. The beast he was facing matched his speed, both the Grimm and the General running at each other with no intent to stop. The beast leapt, the General let out a mighty roar, and Ironwood grabbed his revolver from his coat. Ironwood slid under the Grimm, firing up several times.

“Holy hell, that was cool,” said Sunset.

Ironwood spun on the ground firing as the beast (whose thick skin was able to withstand the shots) ran forward with the aims to rip out the general’s throat. The Grimm reached him and swung its paws wildly. Ironwood ducked the first one, spun, and blocked the second with his forearm.

“Holy hell, that was cool!” said Sunset.

Ironwood grabbed the Grimm’s wrist, and fired a shot at its feet. The monster lost its balance, which let the general flip it, slam it onto the ground, drag it back to its feet, and, after pausing a moment (no doubt for the sake of looking awesome), fired a shot through the beast’s skull.

Sunset didn’t mean to do it. She didn’t even think. And, even though she was alone within the comfort of her own house, she was still a bit uneasy by the fact that she was even capable of still doing it.

“NEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIGH!!” Sunset whinnied from the sheer shock and absolute amazingness of the scene. Her hands covered her mouth and she bloomed bright red, looking back and forth to ensure that nobody heard her.

“I’m taking this to my grave,” she whispered to herself.

“Stop laughing,” said Sunset, unheard over the sounds of laughter.

“Oh my god, are you serious?!” cackled Rainbow. “You still do that?! Oh god, my sides!”

“Remember, I’m more horse than girl. Cut me some slack.”

“It is quite funny,” giggled Rarity. Pinkie couldn’t even talk, she was choking on her laughs. Sunset’s expression of annoyance persisted for just a few moments before cracking into a small, well-humored smile.

“Well, there ya go,” said Sunset with a small grin. “The most embarrassing thing that ever happened to me. That we will never speak about. Ever.”

“Sure,” said Rainbow, slowly pulling out her phone.

“What are you doing?”

“Texting AJ the story you just told us.” said Rainbow. Sunset’s face contorted in anger. “Hey, you said we can’t speak about it. Never said anything about text.”

“You know what I meant!” snapped Sunset. She turned to complain to Rarity, who also had her phone out. “Rarity!”

“Sorry, darling,” said Rarity, typing like lightning. “I just had to tell Ms. Pommel about this! She’s sure to find this hilarious!”

Sunset groaned, then turned to see Pinkie also typing, no doubt texting it to Cheese Sandwich. Sunset hung her head, feeling a strange mix of amusement and dread.

“Hey guys,” said Sunset, her tone vaguely threatening. “Remember when you guys pissed me off and I turned into a demon?” She snickered slightly. “How’s that for memory lane?”

Author's Note

For the record, 7:45 to 8:35 is the exact moment Sunny was watching, and Sunny's reaction was almost the exact same as my own.

Hope you enjoyed!