“My, Rainbow Dash really did do a marvelous job with the snow, didn’t she?” Rarity said as she surveyed the frozen landscape from her spot on the bridge. Every exposed surface in Ponyville was covered with a gleaming coat of white snow. Icicles hung from the eaves of homes, scintillating in the sunlight that leaked in between the clouds.

Fluttershy tucked her wings in closer to her sides as she shivered next to Rarity. “Uhm, yes. Though, I do wish she had given us a little more warning.”

Rarity turned towards her friend. “Whatever is the matter, darling?”

“Oh, it’s nothing.”

“It isn’t nothing,” Rarity said, putting her hoof on Fluttershy’s shoulder. “Clearly something is amiss. Did Rainbow Dash put a bit too much snow on your cottage? Did she not leave the stream clear of ice so that you could fish?”

“Oh, no, nothing like that.” Fluttershy shook her head. “It’s just that all of my little animal friends thought spring had come early this year, so I had to go out and bring them all in so they wouldn’t get cold.” Fluttershy shivered again.

“Have you been out in the snow all day?”

Fluttershy nodded meekly. “Since last night, actually.”

“Oh, you poor thing. Here, take my scarf.” Rarity’s horn lit up, peeling the pink scarf from around her neck and placing it around Fluttershy’s shoulders. “Is that better?”

“Uhm, a little,” Fluttershy said, smiling weakly before another shudder ran through her body.

“Tsk. Well, perhaps it is time we went inside, then, and got you all warmed up.”

“Oh, it’s alright. I’d hate for you to have to miss out on this because of me.”

Rarity waved her hoof. “Nonsense. I’d hate for you to catch a cold on account of me.”

“Thanks, but really, it’s no problem.”

“Howdy, girls! What are you two doin’ out on the bridge?”

The two ponies on the bridge jerked their heads towards the sound of Applejack’s voice.

“Oh, hello, Applejack. And Rainbow Dash as well, I see!” Rarity smiled at her friends. “I’m afraid we were just about to go inside.”

“What? And miss out on the awesome snowstorm I put together?” Rainbow Dash sprung up into the air, spreading her hooves wide as she gestured at the snowy landscape. “Come on, you’ve got to admit this is pretty cool.”

“Yes, yes,” Rarity said, rolling her eyes, “it is very cool indeed, if you get my drift.”

Rainbow Dash laughed as she flew over to prod Rarity in the chest with her cold hoof. “What? Too cold for Miss I-Wear-Clothes? I thought they were supposed to keep you warm.”

Rarity brushed the damp spot on her coat with her hoof. “Yes, well, I’m alright, it is just that poor Fluttershy has been out all day helping her little animal friends deal with the snowfall. I was just thinking this was the perfect time to get a nice warm cup of cocoa.”

“Oh.” Rainbow Dash turned her head over towards Fluttershy, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. “I forgot to warn you ahead of time again, didn’t I?”

“It’s alright,” Fluttershy said weakly before she shivered again, her legs quaking underneath her body.

“Here, let me help.” Rainbow Dash landed next to Fluttershy on the bridge, spreading out one wing and draping it over her friend’s back before she gave an involuntary shiver of her own. “Jeez, Fluttershy, you really are cold. What’d you do, jump in a stream or something?”

Fluttershy’s cheeks reddened. “Well, Mister Otter said he was hungry…”

Rainbow Dash shook her head as she began to guide Fluttershy back into town. “Come on, let’s get you warmed up.”

“Oh, you don’t have to.”

“Of course I do,” Rainbow Dash replied, leaning into Fluttershy’s side as she tucked her wing in closer around her friend. “You’re freezing.”

“Now, ain’t that the cutest thing.”

Rarity nodded her head. “It is simply darling. A pity that Fluttershy will never say anything.”

Applejack blinked. “What?”

“Nothing.” Rarity coughed into her hoof, glancing around. “Say, Applejack…”

“Yes, Rarity?”

“You know, now that I come to think of it, it really is dreadfully cold. Why, I’m afraid I’m practically frozen to the spot.” Rarity gave her best impression of a shiver as she scooted closer to her friend.

Applejack arched her eyebrow. “What?”

Rarity pouted, stamping her hoof. “I’m cold.”

“Well, what do you expect me to do about it? Maybe you should put on a scarf or somethin’.”