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Still very cold out today but I was warm as I walked through Ponyville wearing my expedition gear. Minus the snow goggles. Foals would have stared.
It's spa day. As I wandered about, I wondered idly, to spa or not to spa? I looked up and lo, there I was standing right in front of the spa. Destiny. So, taking off my horse blanket, I went in. And nearly ran right into Rainbow Dash and Spitfire.
We roasted together in the sauna, and after rinsing off I convinced Spitfire to try the fragrant oil bath with me, the one where the spa ponies cover you in oil and then remove it with a special spoon-shaped strigil comb. Rainbow Dash is ticklish about ponies touching her with scraping tools so she went to get pummeled by Bulk Biceps instead, followed by a soak in the scented bath.
Rainbow Dash walked out of the spa looking very relaxed and mellow. I feel, and smell! like a million bits. Spitfire shone like the sun. Her mane, and my mane, just flowed like water with every shake of our heads. I feel I could play with it for hours.
Home again, I feel silky and wonderful, but I'm wearing a housecoat. Those strigil combs leave more than just a trace of oil in my fur. I'd rather not leave an embarrassing oil stain on my reading couch. I'm going to go out for a short trot, just to feel my mane and tail bounce and flow some more.
It's spa day. As I wandered about, I wondered idly, to spa or not to spa? I looked up and lo, there I was standing right in front of the spa. Destiny. So, taking off my horse blanket, I went in. And nearly ran right into Rainbow Dash and Spitfire.
We roasted together in the sauna, and after rinsing off I convinced Spitfire to try the fragrant oil bath with me, the one where the spa ponies cover you in oil and then remove it with a special spoon-shaped strigil comb. Rainbow Dash is ticklish about ponies touching her with scraping tools so she went to get pummeled by Bulk Biceps instead, followed by a soak in the scented bath.
Rainbow Dash walked out of the spa looking very relaxed and mellow. I feel, and smell! like a million bits. Spitfire shone like the sun. Her mane, and my mane, just flowed like water with every shake of our heads. I feel I could play with it for hours.
Home again, I feel silky and wonderful, but I'm wearing a housecoat. Those strigil combs leave more than just a trace of oil in my fur. I'd rather not leave an embarrassing oil stain on my reading couch. I'm going to go out for a short trot, just to feel my mane and tail bounce and flow some more.
