Sunny Flare: Perfect!

[door knocking]

Sunny Flare: Coming! Welcome to Sunny's Boutique, the boutique next to the lovely Sunny's Ye Olde Pub and Café, where every garment is chic, unique, and magnifique. [gasp] Sapphire Shores! The pony of pop!

Sapphire Shores: Good afternoon, Miss Flare!

Sunny Flare: You yah... Y-y-you know my name?

Sapphire Shores: Well, of course I do, darling. I make it a point to know all of the up-and-coming designers and Clothes Horse magazine simply raved about you.

Sunny Flare: Oh my stars. If I'm dreaming, do not wake me up. How may I help you, Miss Shores?

Sapphire Shores: Oh please, call me Sapphire.

Sunny Flare: [giggle] How may I help you, Sapphire?

Sapphire Shores: Well, as I'm sure you know, I'll be touring all of Equestria with my latest concert, Sapphire Shores' Ziegfilly Follies, so I need to look seeensational! Ow!

Sunny Flare: I have just what you need. Sapphire Shores, prepare yourself for the pièce de résistance de la haute couture. I used every last diamond I found on this one garment.

Sapphire Shores: [gasp] And it is spectacular! I'll take it.

Sunny Flare: Really?

Sapphire Shores: Oh yes, and five more, each done up in a different jewel.

Sunny Flare: Beg pardon?

Sapphire Shores: Costume changes.

Sunny Flare: [faints]

Sapphire Shores: [chuckle] Yes, I do have that effect on ponies.

[theme song]

Garble: Oh my gosh! Sapphire Shores! The pony of pop! She is awesome! I mean, she's gorgeous and talented and — heh... and not even half the pony you are. I mean, you're ten times more gorgeous and talented and—

Sunny Flare: Garble, a lady is never jealous.

Garble: Eh, of course not. But were you totally flipping out or what?!

Sunny Flare: Ladies do not "flip out", Garble. However, I was quite in awe. Oh, I need to find more jewels than ever before to decorate her costumes. Oh, aha!

Garble: Did you find some?

Sunny Flare: Yes, Spike! Right there!

Garble: Ooooo! You look so delicious...

Sunny Flare: Garble! I promised I'd give you gems to snack on, but we need to collect more first or I'll never be able to make these outfits for Sapphire.

Garble: Hm... I will miss you, my sweets.

Sunny Flare: Come along, Garble. We have many jewels to find.

Garble: At your service, milady.

Sunny Flare: Garble!

[jackhammer sounds]

Garble: [licks lips]

Sunny Flare: You've been very patient today, Garble. And for that you get the finest reward. This is from me to you.

Sunny Flare: Is something wrong, Garble?

Garble: No. It's perfect.

Sunny Flare: Ooo, bring the cart, Garble. There are more over here.

Garble: For me. From Sunny.

Rover: Yesss, gemsss. Gemsss!

Fido: Where?

Rover: Preciousss gemsss! He is the gem hunter. With him we can have all those gems... and more! Let's get the dragon.

Sour Sweet: Garble! Where are you?

Rover: Wait! Who is that?

Sour Sweet: You know, it's terrible to keep a lady waiting.

Garble: Coming!

Sour Sweeg: I think we're really going to strike gold this time. So to speak. [laugh]

Garble: Jackpot!

Rover: Oh, it's not the dragon we want. It's the pony!

Diamond Dogs: The pony...

Sunny Flare: Well, Garble, think that's all we can do for today. And these will certainly get me well on my way with Sapphire's outfits. Why don't we start headi... Oh! What's this? Another jewel. Oh.. Oh, strange. It's in the trees. Oooo... Ewww! Uh... uh... Good day, gentle... uh, fellow. Uh, I am Rarity and this is my friend Garble.

Garble: Ehe...

Sunny Flare: And you are...

Rover: A Diamond Dog.

Sumny Flare: Oh really? Oh well, that explains your fine taste in jewelry. I mean I-I-I know that diamonds are a girl's best friend and now I know that they're a dog's best friend too, ha ha ha. So, um, [cough] you're out hunting for gems as well?

Rover: Yes. We hunt.

Sunny Flare: Uh... we?

Rover: We hunt for gems. But you are a better hunter. So now we hunt... for you!

Sour Sweet: [screams]

Spike: [jackhammers] [babbles]

Spot: Yaaaaah!

Fido: [growls]

Garble: [grunt] Run, Sunny! Run! Aaaah! Uh!

Fido: Ooooooh!

Spot: Yaaaaah!

Sunny Flare: Garble! Come on! Hurry!

Rover: Gotcha!

Sunny Flare: Waah! Garble!

Garble: Got him, Sunny! I got him!

Fido: Haha! Nope!

Spot: Sorry, scaly one.

Garble: Wait! Sunny?

Sunny Flare: Unhand me this instant, you ruffians. Stop! Put me down, you thugs! You brutes!

Garble: [gasp] Sunny!

Sunny Flare: Garble! Ah, dirt! Aaaaah, Garrrble!

Garble: Which, what, where?

Sunny Flare: Save me...!

Garble: Nooooooooooo!

Sunset Shimmer: Garble, can you breathe now?

Garble: Yes... [pant] I think so.

Sunset Shimmer: Good. Now tell us what you know.

Indigo Zap: Yeah. 'Cause all you said earlier was...

Garble: [pant] Aaaah! Sunny... woods... jewels... dogs... hole... taken... Save her!

Sugarcoat: Not a whole lot to go on there, sport.

Garble: Sorry. Sunny and I were in the woods looking for jewels when these creepy guys showed up.

Sunset Shimmer: Creepy guys?

Garble: They called themselves the Diamond Dogs. They grabbed Sunny and disappeared down a hole in the ground.

Sugarcoat: Well, this sounds mighty easy. Just take us to that there hole and we'll save Sunny.

All: [gasp]

Lemon Zest: Holy moly, that's a lotta holeys.

Sunset Shimmer: Come on, girls! Let's get started.

Sunset Shimmer: Hello?

Fido: [growl]

Sunset Shimmer: [gasp] Puh!

Indigo Zap: Yuck! Ugh!

Lemon Zest: [squeal]

Garble: Puh!

Sunset Shimmer: Quick! We gotta get down one before they're all filled up.

Sour Swet: Oh! Oh my. Oh, oh!

Sugarcoat: We can't muscle through it!

Indigo Zap: We'll see about that. [gasp]

Sugarcoat: Whew. Jack Tar in a broken pirate ship. Now I'm used to pickin' myself up and dustin' myself off, but Sunny won't even touch mud 'less it's imported.

Sunset Shimmer: Oh, Garble...

Sunny Flare: Oh, woe is me! Whatever shall I do? Ah! Dirt, dirt! Get away, dirt! Oh! Make it stop, make it stop! Ah! Filthy, disgusting dirt. It stings, it burns. Help! Oh, somepony save me, save me!

Sugarcoat: We gotta save her.

Sour Sweet: But they blocked up all the holes.

Sugarcoat: Don't mean we can't dig 'em out. Come on!

Lemon Zest: Ow!

Sour Sweet: Oof!

Garble: [panting] Whoa! Oof!

Indigo Zap: Get 'em!

Sugarcoat: [grunting] [gasp]

Lemon Zest: Whoooaaa!

Indigo Zap: Come on!

All: [grunting and panting]

Sour Sweet: All those scary monsters popping up everywhere. Oh, poor Madame Sunny. She must be terrified.

Sunset Shimmer: [worryingly] Ooh.

Spot: Give me the baubles!

Sunny Flare: Ah!

Fido: Give me the beads!

Sunny Flare: Aah!

Rover: Where are the trinkets?!

Sunny Flare: Aaaah!

Diamond Dogs: Where is the treasure?!

Sunny Flare: [faints]

Sunset Shimmer: Poor Sunny. What are we gonna do?

Garble: I got it! I'll save you, my sweet.

All: Huh?

Sunset Shimmer: Garble, it is very noble of you...

Garble: Shhh!

Sunset Shimmer: [quieter] ...to sacrifice the gem Garble gave you.

Garble: Oh, Lady Sunny. My damsel in distress.

Sir Garble: I shall save you. Show yourselves, you dogs! You curs! Ah. There you are, you mangy mutts.

Rover: Who are you calling mutts? Unleash the hounds! [blows dog whistle] That rude scaly freak has some guts to say that!

Mook dogs: [barking] [yelping]

Sir Garble: Now, where is Lady Sunny?

Lady Sunny: [gasp] Garble! I knew you would save me!

Sir Garble: Nothing could stop me, milady.

Lady Sunny: Ohohohoh, Garble. You are my... hero. [smooch]

Sir Garble: Mmmmmm...

Sugarcoat: Hoho there, lover boy.

Garble: Whoa! Whoa whoa whoawhoawhoa... I got a bite! I got a bite!

Sugarcoat: Hold on there, little matey.

Sunset Shimmer: Sugarcoat!

Indigo Zap: Sunset!

Sour Sweet: Oh my goodness, oh my goodness...

Lemon Zest: Wait for me!

Sour Sweet: Oh!

Lemon Zest: Whee!

Garble: [yelps]

All: [yelping]

Garble: [yelps]

All: [yelping]

Lemon Zest: Whee! Ha, ha, ha!

Garble: Oh, oh!

[ponies grunting]

Garble: Ha ha, it worked! We're in! Now we can finally save Sunny!

Sunset Shimmer: Um... Which way do we go?

Garble: Nooooooooooo!

Sunset Shimmer: All these tunnels... How are we ever gonna find Sunny?

Sugarcoat: Guess we're just gonna have to start going down them one by one.

Indigo Zap: That could take forever! There's gotta be way to narrow it down.

Garble: I know! I bet they've taken Sunny down the tunnel with the most gems.

Sunset Shimmer: But Garble, Sunny is the only one who knows how to find gems.

Garble: No, Sunset. You can! You can copy Sunny's gem-finding spell.

Sunset Shimmer: Oh my gosh! You're right! Sunny showed me how she did it a while back. If I can just remember...

Garble: That's it. You did it, Sunset! Come on! We're coming, Sunny. We'll save you. Just hold on.

Sunny Flare: Oh please, Diamond Dogs. Please let me go.

Spot: No! Leaving is for cowards only.

Fido: You're our precious little pony. We really like your mane, madame.

Rover: Forever! Muhahahaha!

Sunny Flare: But whatever do you want from me?

Rover: Gemsss!

Spot: Yes! The gems. The jewels.

Fido: Find them! Find them all!

Sunny Flare: Oh! Is that all?

Sunny Flare: There. A lovely pocket of jewels are right there. Now, if you'd be so kind as to show me the exit?

Rover: Good! [laugh] Now, dig them up, pony. Don't make us wait in misery.

Sunny Flare: What? But you said you wanted me to find the gems.

Spot: Yes! Find and then dig.

Sunny Flare: Dig?

Fido: Yes. Dig.

Sunny Flare: Ohh... [grunting]

Fido: What are you doing? We said dig! I'll break your horn if you don't!

Sour Sweet: Forgive me, but prior to you so rudely dragging me into your dirt pit, I had a pony-pedi and I am not about to chip a hoof because you dislike my style of digging. [grunting]

Rover: [mocking] In the name of Luna! How egregious of us to treat such a lady unicorn with disrespect! [normal] Oh, for goodness— Fine! Just stop. Stop! Dig, dogs! Dig! And fast.

Fido: She won't dig, she pulls.

Sunny Flare: I beg your pardon, but what, pray tell, are you doing?

Fido: Others will dig. You will haul the wagon.

Spot: Prrrecious pony-pedi will be preserved.

Sunny Flare: Well, somebody certainly needs proper nail care. When was the last time you two had a manicure? You're scratching up my coat with those jagged things!

Rover: Please be quiet!

Sunny Flare: Good heavens, what is that smell?

Rover: Smeeeeeell?

Sunny Flare: Ah, mystery solved. It's your breath.

Rover: Enough! Search, pony!

Sunny Flare: Well, since you insist... But I must say the working conditions in here are simply dreadful. Musty and damp, it's going to wreak havoc on my mane. And this air is stifling, suffocating. And when I try to take a deep breath, the stench of all you dogs makes me nauseated.

[crash]

Sunny Flare: You look and smell like you haven't bathed in weeks. Have you never heard of soap? You could all do with a good round of soap and water. Oh water, oh water, I'm terribly thirsty. Could I please have some water?

Spot: Good gracious, I can't take this anymore. Be quiet, pony!

Sunny Flare: And that's another thing. I would appreciate if you stopped calling me "pony". I am a lady and I wish to be addressed as such. So you may call me "Miss" or "Sunlit Constanza Flare" or "Miss Constanza Flare".

Rover: Enough! Your whining! It-it-it hurts!

Sunny Flare: Whining? I am not whining.

Rover: Ugh! What is that, then?

Sunny Flare: I am complaining. Do you want to hear whining? Thiiis iiis whiiining! Oooh, this harness is too tiiight! It's going to chafe. Can't you loosen it? Oooh, it hurts and it's sooo ruuusty! Why didn't you clean it first? It's gonna leave a staaain! And the wagon's getting heeeavy, why do I have to pull it?!

Spot: Aaah! Make it stop!

Rover: Stop whining!

Sunny Flare: But I thought you wanted whiiining!

Rover: Geh! We'll do anything, pony!

Rover: Oh, uh, uh, we'll do anything, "Miss Constanza Flare". [nervous laughter]

Sunny Flare: [dreamily] Anything?

Sunny Flare: [sigh] This water is hardly sparkling. But I suppose it will have to do.

Rover: [panting] Wait! Why are we doing this?

Spot: To stop the awful noises from the pony's mouth, remember? [whines]

Rover: Yes, yes, I know. This is ridiculous! Letting a pony order us around. What are we? Mice or dogs? We are supposed to give you commands, not you!

Fido and Spot: Mi... dogs?

Rover: Dogs do not pull. Ponies pull. Let her make the awful noises.

Sunny Flare: What are you doing? Hey, you spilled my drink. Oh! [whining] Not sooo tiiight!

Rover: Ha! Make the noises all you want. But move while you make them. Hyah, mule! [echoing with laughter] Mul-e! Mul-e! Mul-e! Mul-e! Mul-e! Mul-e!

Sunny Flare: Did you just call me a... mule?

Rover: Ehh...

Sunny Flare: Mules are ugly. Are you saying that I too am ugly? [cries]

Spot: What are these noises?

Sunny Flare: He called me ugly!

Rover: No! Mule! I said mule!

Sunny Flare: An old ugly mule! And it's true! Just look at me. I used to be beautiful, but, but nooow...

Fido: No, no! You're still beautiful, po... uh, Miss Constanza Flare.

Sunny Flare: You're just saying that!

Spot: No, you're still pretty and... and...

Rover: Oh, uh, uh, nice. Yeah.

Sunny Flare: I don't believe you! You never liked me! [wails]

Fido: Make it stop! Make it STOP! MAKE IT STOP!

Rover: I've had just about enough of this!

Sunset Shimmer: We're getting close. I can feel it.

Sunny Flare: [distant crying]

Garble: It's coming from down here. Come on!

Indigo Zap: She must be in there. Let's go!

Mook dogs: More workhorses.

Sugarcoat: Hoh, doggies. If you can take this bull by the horns, you better be ready for a ride. Come on, ponies! All hands on the deck! Kick 'em up, kick 'em out. Buck 'em up, buck 'em down.

Mook dogs: [yowling]

Sugarcoat: Yeehaw! Get along, little doggies!

[crashing and clattering]

Garble: I'm coming for you, milady. Hi-ho, Sunset! Away!

Sunset Shimmer: And just what do you think you're doing?

Garble: Please, Sunset. Just give me this.

Sunset Shimmer: Eh... fine. [neighs]

[crash]

Garble: Lady Sunny, I'm here to save you!

[Dogs' screams: Save us! Please, save us! Make it stop! Please!]

Sunset Shimmer: Excuse me?

Spot: So picky.

Fido: And critical.

Spot: She won't stop talking.

Fido: And crying.

Rover: We, uh, give her back. Yes.

Garble: Sunny! You're safe!

Sunny Flare: Why, yes. Hello, girls. You arrived just in time to assist me.

Sugarcoat: Assist you with what?

Sunny Flare: With those.

Garble: You're letting her leave with all these... jewels?

Rover: Yes. Take them. And her with them.

Spot: Please!

Lemon Zest: I can't believe you found all these gems!

Indigo Zap: Heh. I can't believe you tricked all those dogs.

Sunny Flare: Just because I'm a lady doesn't mean I cannot handle myself in a sticky situation. I had them wrapped around my hoof the entire time.

Sunset Shimmer: I can't wait to write to Princess Luna to tell her what you taught me today.

Sunny Flare: Me? What did I teach you?

Sunset Shimmer: Just because somepony is ladylike doesn't make her weak. In fact, by using her wits, a seemingly defenseless pony can be the one who outsmarts and outshines them all.

Garble: Hm... "Outshines" is right. Now you have enough gems to cover Sapphire Shores' costumes.

Sunny Flare: Not if you eat them all, Garble.

[laughter]

[music]

[credits]