Resume: During a student-hosted CHS news report, Rarity reports on the latest fashion trends. However, when she discovers her purse lacking in any trendsetting fashions, she looks to her friends for inspiration: Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie, or Naked Rainbow Dash.

At Canterlot High School, we get a close-up of Flash Sentry. The jacket he has worn up to this point has been switched out for a dark gray hooded sweatshirt with his shield/lightning-bolt insignia at one shoulder, and he has slightly re-styled his hair. Seen through the viewfinder of a video camera, he stands before a poster of a day-by-day weather forecast that is taped up on a city skyline backdrop.

“Cloudy mornings will clear up in a flash…” Flash saud.

He whips out his electric guitar and scrubs out a riff as the camera zooms out slightly, framing a long desk with a red cloth drape hanging from its front edge. Taped to this is a picture of the Canterlot High logo, marking the entire production as a school newscast. Flash hops onto the desk as the notes die away.

“…giving us clear skies all week to jam out to this tune.” Zoom in to a close-up. “And that’s your Weather in a Flash.”

A wink, finger snap, and dazzling smile constitute his sign-off. Cut to the production crew, which consists of one girl working the camera, another holding a microphone on a long pole, and a third with a clipboard in the school library. Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie, and Naked Rainbow Dash look on as Flash exits with his axe guitar and Rarity takes his place, carrying a handbag. Twilight is reading a book.

“Thank you, Flash.” Rarity sits on desk, removes her purple high-heels to show them your gorgeous white bare feet, placing bag alongside and the camera-eye view of her. “Now for this week’s most essential forecast—trends. Featuring me, Rarity.” Cut to Pinkie and Naked Rainbow; she continues o.s. as Rainbow gives a thumbs-up. “Your on-trend friend.”

Back to her, one pale hand dipping into the bag.

“As always, I look to Prim Hemline’s style guide for inspiration.” Rarity said.

Which is apparently coming up short, if the sudden panicked look on her face tells true. She peeks inside, a cut to her perspective revealing that there is no style guide among the few loose items within. She sighs; cut to her, not seen through the camera.

Rarity was uneasiles. “Which I have memorized, so, uh…” Her perspective of the camera trained on her. “…the latest trend simply has to be…”

Camera-eye view, in which she begins digging madly in the bag, then a close-up.

“Don’t panic, Rarity. You once made a skirt out of slap bracelets.” Rarity saids to yourself as her perspective, eyes darting wildly around the library. “You can find inspiration anywhere.”

After her gaze comes to rest on her friends, the view cuts back to her, paralyzed in a moment of indecision, and then, snaps to a camera-eye view of Rarity.

“The latest trend has to be…” She suddenly beaming. “…rainbows! Sherbet, sprinkles, or rainbow hair, it’s all in!”

Cut to Twilight Sparkle,Pinkie Pie and Naked Rainbow Dash on the last word.

“Well, duh!” Naked Rainbow Dash said smiling.

Dissolve to a head-on view of Rarity walking down a hallway now with her high-heels back on. During the next line, cut back and forth between her and Trixie Lulamoon rooting around in her locker—with a noticeable change in her hair color: rainbow-striped instead of two-tone pale blue.

“Oh, so glad I found you, Rainbow Dash. I am tailoring a particularly tricky pinafore.” Rarity laughs. “And I was wondering if—”

The aspiring magician shuts the door and turns to face her straight on.

“The Great and Powerful—” But before Trixie finshes her speak, Rarity interrupts her.

“Oh, thank you, uh, but I—but I’m late for…b-being over there.” Rarity unnerves and passes her, but before that.

“Trixie just wants your famous high-heels Rarity.” She then takes Rarity's purple high-heels with the same pony counterpart's cutie mark on them off of her feet and leaves her barefooted and so shocked by hear and seeing that.

Rarity then decide to leave behind, relief washes over her features as she glances off in another direction. On the start of the next line, she comes up behind another figure with long multicolored hair; however, a visible shirt sleeve and gray wedge of face give this one away as not being Rainbow either.

Rarity laughs airily. “Oh! I just had the most embarrassing mix-up.” She turns the figure toward herself. “I thought I was talking to you—”

She recoils o.s. with a sharp gasp upon finding herself staring into the crossed amber eyes of Derpy Hooves, Derpy then removes Rarity's purple belt with her pony counterpart's cutie mark on the football-shaped diamond buckle, making Rarity blushes more.

“B-B…” Cut to her, backing away slowly. “…no, no, no, it ca-can’t be.”

Down the way, she finds Snips and Snails wearing Rainbow-style wigs and they removes her yellow and gold bracelets on her wrists along with her blue shaped diamond hairclip.

“Oh! Excuse me.” Rarity backs off.

Her next run-in is with a broad, stooped figure that proves to be Granny Smith done up the same way, She removes Rarity's light blue sleeveless tank top with a lime green collar with blue diamonds and pearls on the top, and a frilly detail on the bottom, with that, Granny Smith makes Rarity show her purple bra. Letting off a shrill yell, she stumbles backward, blushes more, falls to a sitting position against the lockers and covers herself with her arms, only for a beefy white arm to extend a hand in an offer of help. It belongs to Bulk, in a pair of shorts and a gray tank top marked with a barbell, and his extended, varicolored locks wave in an unseen breeze. The blue eyes cut jumpily this way and that as she allows him to pull her upright and removes her purple pencil skirt, leaving Rarity only with her purple underwear on and she starts off down the hallway. Some of the students she passes while she's cover herself with her arms have donned Rainbow wigs, while others have dyed their own hair to match her color scheme.

“Submitted for your approval. A portrait of a school taken over by a trend—namely, a hairstyle, rainbow in nature. The calling card of one Roy G. Biv.” Rarity said in her mind.

Only a collision with a pale green figure in a paisley vest and no shirt snaps her back to the present and takes Rarity's purple underwear, leaves her stay completely naked now, he's then touching, kissing and breatfeeding on Rarity's boobs at little. Zephyr Breeze has then decided to get on the bandwagon, and he undoes his topknot to let the vividly hued strands wave free and fill the screen for a moment, after which Naked Rarity cautiously eases into a side passage.

“So if you choose to enroll in this class-wide strip craze—” She backs up toward an idle Rainbow. “—hurry up and catch the bus headed for the Rainbow Zone before you lose your mind for real.”

Upon making contact, the freaked-out naked fashion expert whirls to face her and fires off an eardrum-popping scream, waving her hands in front of herself than cover herself with them as if to ward off an attack. For her part, Naked Rainbow Dash barely even blinks.

“Oh! Hey, Rarity. I don’t know what it is and how did you get naked too, but everyone looks awesome today!” Naked Rainbow said by seeing everyone with her rainbow hair and by seeing Rarity naked.

“Iris out” to black, centered on her obliviously grinning face.