Resume: Rarity invites Naked Rainbow Dash to hang out at her house, but Rainbow quickly declines, saying she already has other plans, before speeding off.

At the end of a Canterlot High school day on the hallway, Naked Rainbow Dash closes her locker and starts into a magic-powered barefoot sprint that takes her past Rarity, who has a backpack slung up.

“Oh!” Rarity said as Rainbow slams on the brakes. “Rainbow Dash! Would you like to come over after school today to—”

“Oh! Uh, that sounds really cool, but I can’t. I have, uh, plans.” Rainbow said trying hidding something.

“What sort of pla—” Rarity supicious.

“Just chores and stuff! Gotta go!” Rainbow rattles and rapid fire barefoot.

The ensuing high-speed peel-out barefoot leaves the fashionista properly perplexed. Cut to one of the school’s side doors, from which she emerges to the sound of an engine sputtering to life, and zoom out to frame the edge of the parking lot. Rainbow is sitting naked astride a sky-blue motorcycle striped in all the colors of her hair and has donned a helmet, and Twilight fastens one of her own in place while standing alongside.

“I’ve always wanted to do this! It’s gonna be so much fun!” Twilight said so excited.

She takes the seat behind Rainbow, and both laugh as the jock feeds gas to take them toward the street. Neither of them spares even a moment’s notice for the thunderstruck Rarity, who glowers mightily to herself and hurries after them. By the time she reaches the curb, though, they are zooming away.

“Taxi! TAXIII!!” Rarity waves to call back the way they departed.

One pulls up in a screech of tires and she climbs in the back seat.

“Follow that motorbike!” Rarity to cabbie.

As she says this, she sets her backpack on the seat, fastens her seat belt, and points ahead. The cabbie pulls away in another shriek of rubber on pavement and a screen-filling cloud of exhaust fumes. This last drifts up and out of view, the image wiping behind it to a retail area somewhere in Canterlot. Rainbow’s motorcycle is parked at the curb, but neither rider is present. The taxi pulls up on the opposite side, and one rear window rolls down to frame Rarity—now wearing a purple scarf knotted over her hair, matching sunglasses, and a highly suspicious expression. The tinted lenses go up on the forehead, the seat belt comes off, and a pair of binoculars is brought into play. Cut to her perspective, panning to Twilight and Naked Rainbow Dash as they step out of a grocery store with several full shopping bags; both have shed their helmets. The view passes them, but swings back to follow their movement in time with a soft gasp from Rarity.

“They’re shopping without me.” Rarity said softly. Back to her; another gasp and she lowers the lenses. “I’ve never felt so betrayed in all my life!”

Up they go; back to her perspective. Now Naked Fluttershy and Sunset leave the store and join the pair, each hauling her own load of goods. Back to a flabbergasted Rarity as she lowers the binoculars again.

“No!” She got so shocked by seeing this.

“We’ll see you guys there!” Sunset to Twilight, Naked Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash.

The four shoppers begin to disperse; cut to inside the taxi. Rarity, in close-up, pulls her head in and hunches down to avoid being seen by Naked Fluttershy and Sunset as they pass.

“’ll have plenty of time to think about that.” Sunset and Fluttershy giggles.

The style-conscious teen sits up and stares after them, struggling mightily to keep her composure.

“I guess their plans don’t involve me.” Rarity removes your sunglasses, setting binoculars aside and buckles seat belt. “Driver, take me home!” Zoom out to frame the cabbie on the start of the following.

“Uh, lady, I need an address and this will cost the entire clothes yours for this, it's good for you?” Cabine said.

Rarity blushes and slumps in her seat, face clearly broadcasting her self-aimed disgust at having forgotten this rather important bit of protocol in using a taxi. Wipe to a stretch of road in a residential area; the vehicle pulls up and Rarity climbs out completely barefooted and naked, no longer carrying her backpack and even no longer wearing the head scarf, the blue shaped diamonds hairclip, the yellow and gold bracelets, the pale blue elbow-sleeved shirt, the purple skirt with her pony counterpart's cutie mark, the tense purple belt with two blue buckles, the purple underwear and the purple boots in a high wedge heel with tops covered with a single diamond.

“I guess I’ll just…be alone…naked...by myself.” Rarity said sadly.

She approaches barefoot a pair of front doors marked with blue gems that match the ones favors—this must be her home.

“While all my friends are having fun together.” Naked Rarity was now increasingly overwrought and opens a one door.

She topples backwards across the threshold. Cut to the interior of a dimly lit room, the camera placed just inside the closed door. It swings open to frame Naked Rarity, showing her gorgeous white bare body.

“Without…” Before she finishes saying, the lights snap on.

“SURPRISE!!” Other Rainbooms said loudly to Rarity.

She is completely unprepared for both this and the gentle rain of confetti that begins to patter down around her. Zoom out quickly to frame the area as her bedroom, tricked out for a celebration and populated by the gang, Spike in Fluttershy’s naked lap, and Rarity’s cat Opalescence.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RARITY!” Close-up of Rarity.

“Wha—?” She was confussed by all this, cut to the others on the next line.

“You didn’t think we’d let you spend your birthday completely naked and alone, did you?” Naked Rainbow Dash said smiling.

The others’ furtive behavior is now explained—they needed to stay clear of her in order to plan out this soiree. They gather in around their friend, Pinkie Pie plopping a party hat atop the elegant purple coiffure. Naked Rarity stammers for quite a few moments before finding her way up to a smile and a coherent word.

“Of course not, darling!” She said as Pinkie giggles. “I knew you had something up your naked sleeve from the very beginning.”

As completely divorced as these words are from reality, the others humor her with a laugh and a group hug. A blush steals over the white cheeks, the mouth under them stretching into a tremulous smile.