Prompt: >"Uhhh, mmm... Anon? W-what are you doing after school?"
"Uh, nothing, really?"
>O-Oh... So you're free? Like, to hang out, if you'd want?"
"I suppose so."
"Why are you stuttering so much, are you okay?"
"Dude, don't be sorry, lol."
>"OH, DUDE, ANON!"
>"WANNA HANG MAN, THERE'LL BE TONS O CHICKS!"
"SICK MAN OBBY I'M GOIN, FAM. Oh, uh, sorry Twilight, I gotta go. Mad pussy and all, you know how it is."
>"HURRY UP ANON OR I'M NOT LEAVIN' ANY FOR YOU!"
"AYE AYE, CAP'N BONEMASTER."
>Later at the home of SciLight
>"Fucking normies, I fucking hate all of them. I HATE Chads. I HATE Stacies. They'll never know what it's like to feel anything, all they do is just party and fuck all day! Fuck them! They don't actually care about anyone or anything! "OH JUST B URSELF" FUCK. Can't even post here without seeing fifty fucking normies. GET OFF MY BOARD. REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
"Hey, Twi! Sorry about cutting you off yesterday."
"Why weren't you at the party? All your friends were there."
>"U-Uh, I-I-I was busy... Doing homework..."
>Great save, Sparkle
"Ha, okay. Was there something you wanted to ask me yesterday?"
>"Y-Yeah, actually. So, I was, you know, wondering if, maybe, you know, that, uh, you'd want to maybe—"
>"Pinkie's throwing another crazy party at her house tonight, you guys comin'?"
"Sweet, of course I am."
>"Oh come ON Twilight, even Fluttershy's been hanging out with us more often."
>"yeah well she's a total slut, so..."
>"Nothing, nothing. I... I have to take care of Spike, you know how it is."
>"Yeah whatever. I'll see you there then, right Anon?"
"Obby. Hey, Twi, come on. You should totally hang out with us tonight. If it's a Pinkie Pie party, there's probably gonna be a keg there. It'll be awesome."
>Anon grabs Twilight's hand
>"U-Uh, s-s-sure, okay."
-Perspective change to Twilight-
>Wow this party is so loud
>Literally everyone from school is here
>Look at these fucking normies
>I bet they unironically like Interstellar and talk about Schroedinger's Cat
>I have to pee so bad and don't even have a bottle
>Oh my god I hear someone talking about "multiverse theory, it's so sick"
>'what if Zelda was a girl'
>'being a nerd is so cool'
>My feet hurt
>"Fucking Pinkie Pie parties..."
>Some fucking normies walk up to me
>Wait, that's Rarity and RD
>"Twilight darling, I didn't think you'd make it!"
"Y-Yeah. Well, I did."
>"Nice. Oh, did you guy see the new Star Wars trailer. FUCKING SICK."
>"I've never been the biggest fan, been more of a Trekker myself, but yes, it looks nice."
>Just talk to them Twilight, don't be weird
"Did you hear Denis Lawson isn't going to be reprising his role as Wedge Antilles? They wouldn't give him a decent enough part, crazy right? He's the sole survivor of the X-Wing pilots in three films! Aside from Luke, of course."
>"I think I hear Fluttershy calling for me. Nice seeing you here, darling."
>Fluttershy is actually calling for Rarity
>She's drunk as fuck and hanging over a bunch of dudes
>Rarity saunters over and laughs it up
>"You really are an egghead, aren't you?"
>Involuntarily make a "ree" sound
"It's a meme, you dip."
>"Uh, sure. See ya, Twilight."
>Being alone is fine, this is fine
>Is that... Trixie?
>LITERALLY everyone from school is here, apparently
>She's walking up to people and doing 'magic tricks' for them
>At a fucking party
>At least you aren't that autistic
>'oh i saw a magician when i was 7 an now i dedicate my life to magick :^)'
>What a fucking sperg
>'yfw you're not Trixie Lulamoon'
>She seems to be looking this way
>No one nearby
>She's coming with way
>Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
>"MISS SPARKLE, TRIXIE KNEW SHE WOULD FIND YOU HERE!"
"Trixie, go away."
>"TRIXIE CHALLENGES YOU TO A DUEL! A MAGIC DUEL!"
"I don't have my deck with me. Go away, please."
>"Well, that's okay. Trixie brought two decks, and yours would be very balanced. Trixie would not feel good about dominating someone who didn't have a chance."
>This is what happens when you're an autist's only friend
>See Anon out of corner of your eye
>He's heading to you
>Oh fuck oh fuck, this is going to be embarrassing
>Sip alcohol from your cup trying to look aloof and cool
>"So, Miss Sparkle, Trixie has her cards in jackets. Some are very rare! I bet you'd like them. Here's your deck"
>She shoves a fucking Magic deck in your hand
>"Hey Sparkle, hanging out with Trixie, huh?"
>FUCK FUCK FUCK
>Put Trixie's cards in your drink
>Splash drink on her
>She starts crying
"I told you I didn't want to play your stupid game."
>"What the fuck, Twilight! Trixie has Aspergers, you can't just do that to her!"
"W-What? For real?"
>She's crying and picking her cards up off the floor
>Just wanted to look like a stone-cold motherfucker
"U-Uh, d-d-did you want to talk about Wedge Antilles?"
>"Twilight, I think you should leave."
"B-But I, this isn't like me, I'm a good person, I just..."
>"Then what the fuck are you like? You're either giving people the cold shoulder, or being a total bitch to your friends."
>Anon bends down and helps Trixie pick up her cards
>People still staring at you
>On guy coughs
>Fuck fuck fuck
>Why did she have to be an actual sperglord
"I-I'm sorry, Trixie."
>"Th-These were all I had to remember my dad by."
>Oh come the fuck on
>You roll your eyes
"Fuck, I'm sorry, it's just, that's, like, cliche, you know. Right, guys? You know what I'm talking about?"
>People just shaking their heads
>"Trixie is sorry for making you mad, Sparkle..."
"She's doing this on purpose! There's no way someone can be this sad. I'm being Punk'd! Right? Ha, good one guys. We all suddenly care about Trixie, and her dad is TOTALLY dead."
"See, I'm kidding, and, uh, nice job Trixie, we totally pranked everyone. They totally think I'm an asshole. Ha ha."
>Oh god how do you stop existing?
"I, uh, I'm totally autistic too, so, it's okay."
>People are actually booing you now
>This literally can't get any worse
>Of course this is what's going to happen the first time you go to a party
>Might as well go for it
"Anon, do you want to hang out."
>"What? No! What are you even? You're making this worse for yourself, man."
>Well, time to leave
>Someone whispers to someone about how you'll be in big trouble
>Literally say "For you" out loud
>Why the fuck are people still looking at you
>Leaving the party is awkward as fuck
>Nothing this spaghetti has ever happened to you, ever
>Parties are for fags
>Normies are dumb, they'll forget about this anyways
>Go back home
>Spike knocked over the jugs in your room
>Spend hours cleaning the room
>Get on computer
>"I went to a party today: AMA"
>'NORMIES GET OFF MY BOARD REEEEE'
>"I'm not a normie. It was the worst experience of my life."
>'>enough social life to go to a party' REEEEEEEEEEEEE
>Too normie to go on 4chan now
>A few days later
>Monday now, time to see if people remember the party
>Probably not, normies are fucking retarded
>If no one ever gives shit to Fluttershy for her "Crouching Kitten, Hidden Stacy" act at parties, you'll be fine
>But seriously, what a fucking sloot, acting like she's all shy and shit
>She doesn't know what it's like to be socially anxious for real
>'>not a virgin'
>'>not a normie'
>Anyways, you enter school and things do seem to be fine
>20 point to House Sparkle
>Oh shit, Anon!
>Maybe he's forgiven you
>If so, maybe you can finally invite him to hang out
>It's just been so hard to work up the courage
>And he's talking to Rainbow "Rug Destroyer" Dash
"H-Hey guys. S-Sorry about... You know."
>Not actually sorry but whatever
>"It's fine, Twi. Anyways, I'll see you later babe."
>Dash pecks Anon on the lips
>"See ya, babe."
>"You don't need to be so nervous around me, Twilight."
"But I thought... I—Isn't she... I thought Rainbow..."
>"Thought what? You didn't know we were dating?"
"I thought she was a lesbian!"
>"Lol, dude, no. I thought she was one of your best friends or something. I mean, trust me, I know, if you know what I mean."
>"Anyways, I gotta go, see ya around Sparkle."
>tfw pure virgin qtboi is actually a disgusting manwhore Chad
>tfw a cuck
>To live is to despair
>The chains of human morality bind us to despair
>The gods have abandoned their children
>left to drift in the endless, cold black of the universe
>Born simply to die, to partake in the suffering that is existence
>To take the reigns of one's own life
>To end one's life
>Is to truly own one's life
>No wonder they call it "taking" your life
>Normies could never fathom the pain of being a handholdless, kissless virgin
>Today you saw someone wearing a "rarest Pepe" T-Shirt
>'have you heard about this sick new meme? it's about a frog and then you go REEEEEEEE. the internet is so random!'
>Wanted to fucking REEEEEEEEEEEE in his face
>Not a total sperg, though, so you didn't
>Can't even fucking eat the lunch in front of you
>Disgusting sub-human Mexican food
>HOW do people eat this shit
>Quesadillas... just the smell makes you cringe
>"You're not looking so good today, Twilight. Mind if I sit with you?"
"Pff, whatever. Go ahead, Sunny."
>God look at her
>Lissome body, perfect skin, amazing hair, fashionable
>Not a total Stacy like Rarity
>You wonder what she looks like naked
>Man, what if you had hips like that
>Then all the Chads would be hanging on your every word
>To think, having a perfect body like that is all it takes to be happy
>"Is something on your mind? I've been so busy with work lately, and I'm sorry we've not been able to hang out as much as we used to."
"I'm fine, Sunny."
>"You know, I think I saw Trixie eating in the bathroom. I thought she usually sat here with you. Did something happen?"
"Are you making fun of me?"
"You seriously didn't hear about it?"
>"Hear about what?"
"You really didn't? You're not making fun of me?"
>"Twilight, please, you're being weird."
"Eh. I accidentally ruined her dumb deck of cards at a party and then accidentally spilled alcohol all over her."
>Kind of wish you'd accidentally lit a match and dropped it on her
>Bitch gets tons of sympathy from people who don't actually deal with her obnoxious inanity
>"Oh that's terrible! The cards her father collected and gave her before he died in that tragic car accident?"
"What? God, I'm never going to live this down. How do you even know that?!"
>"I've been talking to a lot of the students here at CHS for my Friendship studies."
"Friendship studies? Do you report to Barney or something?"
>"Don't mention that name. That purple dinosaur is... Forget it. Anyways, yeah, I talked to Trixie. She's a very sweet girl, and she talked a lot about how close of a friend she considered you to be."
>Trixie is going to ruin your life with her dumb "oh my life is so sad" story
>"You know Twilight, if you're going through something, just know I'm here for you. I've gone through some tough stuff myself."
>You REEEEEEE silently on the inside
>Ms. Basically a Saint totally knows how you feel, mayng
"Thanks for the offer, Sunny, but I don't really think you'd really get it."
>CAN'T WAKE UP
>It might be edgy, but whatever
>"I know it's been hard for you to... fit in, here, and the others might not hang out with you as much as they could, but I know what that's like. It took me a long time to earn people's trust and friendship. All you have to do is—"
>Don't you fucking dare, Sunny
>DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE
>Without speaking, you pick up your tray and stand up
>"Where are you going."
>You shake your head and leave the cafeteria
>"Twilight! What did I say? What did I say!"
>Sunny may be good looking, but she certainly ain't smart
>'oh I'm hot and popular, I know just how you feel Twilight'
>'jus b urself LMAO'
>Just a normie like the rest
>Just like Anon...
>You haven't done this since elementary, but
>Time to take lunch to the bathrooms
>There's a soft sobbing and munching
>Trixie was in here
>People saw you take your lunch into the bathroom
>Imagine seeing someone walk into the bathroom with their lunch, then walk back out
>That person would have to be beta as fuck to do that
>No, you weren't going to let them think you were beta
>You were going to be alpha, even if that meant eating next to Trixie
>"Trixie is sorry, father..."
>Jesus Christ, speaks in third person AND speaks to herself
>Can she stop with the dad, shit, though?
>It's like she's trying to make you feel bad
>This place is the worst
>You try to find a stall to eat in
>Fuck, they're all in use
>This is gross-ass place to eat food, now that you think about it
>You put your tray on the sink counter
>Seems clean enough
>What do you got?
>Carrots, milk... quesadillas
>You munch on a carrot and think on your life
>Maybe if you got a larger carrot you practice lewd things on it, then boys would like you
>You'd be all hot like Sunset
>You pose in the mirror with the small carrot stick, trying to look hot
>"Twilight, what the fuck are you doing?"
>Applejack is looking at you with concern
>At least this isn't super embarrassing, she's too busy on her farm to gossip to people about this
"I'm eating, o-obviously."
>"Right. You know, Twi, truth be told, you been acting real uppity as of late and I don't like it. Heard you were a real bitch at Pinkie's a few days ago."
"Th-That's kind of mean to just, you know, say to someone."
>"Honesty ain't about bein' nice. It's bout bein' honest."
"That's a tautology. You're not really saying anything, you know. Plus, I mean, what is honesty? Essentially? It's arguable, you know, what any abstract concept necessarily entails, taking the Wittgensteinian concept of word games—"
>"This is exactly your problem, sugarcube. Nit pickin' every last thing someone says."
"Well, I'm going after the core of your argument, which relies on a set def—"
>"Everything don't got to be an argument, Twi. N stop blowin' produce in the girl's bathroom. It's nasty. Now I'm gon' wash mah hands an' leave."
>"Can you guys be quiet, I'm trying to take a shit in here."
>Sounds like some random background bitch, who gives a fuck about her
>Applejack leaves shaking her head
>Just gotta eat fast enough to leave before Trixie...
>A stall door creaks open
>"Miss Sparkle? Trixie would like to apologize to you..."
>Nuh uh, no
>You're not going to let her force you into feeling guilty
"Trixie, please don't apologize to me."
>"Trixie must, though. Trixie realizes that she may have been... overbearing."
>That's putting it lightly
>"After Trixie's dad... Trixie put too much burden on you, always trying to play and talk with you. Trixie knows she is annoying."
"Trixie, please. Stop."
>Trixie's mouth quivers, her eyes tearing up
>Not making this up
>You ruined her cards
>And if that wasn't bad enough
>She's apologizing to YOU
>This can't NOT be orchestrated
>Now you're the bad guy after years of being the Autism Lightningrod and fighting back
>It was a dick move, in retrospect, but who could've known about the whole dad thing!
>It's hazy, you sort of remember her talking about something like that, but you don't pay attention to her!
>You frown at her 'I can't read facial expressions' face
>"Trixie is sorry for putting her need for a friend above your needs."
"You don't have to apologize, Trixie. I'm sorry for what I did."
>Trixie hugs you
>You hug her back
>This is why she was your only friend
>You're too fucking beta to be a constant, stonecold killa
>"After school, would Miss Sparkle like to walk with Trixie to the Game Shop?"
"Walk?! That's so far for a walk!"
>A mile is a long walk
>"Trixie... Doesn't trust wheels."
"M-Maybe. I'll think about it."
>Trixie gives you a nod and leaves
>Various methods of suicide rush through your head
"How can I learn to be alpha?"
>"Still trying to take a shit in here. Can you please leave? It's hard to do this when people are talking."
>Maybe you could pawn Trixie off onto Sunny...
>The bell rings to end lunch and you start concocting your plan
>You'll need to find Sunny right after school ends
>Before Trixie finds you
>Then you can be all suave and pretend you have a life
>'oh Trixie, it pains me so, as I am a great friend of yours, but I am busy today'
>'HURR OH NO I GON CRY JUST LIKE I DID LAST YEAR WHEN YOU DIDN'T HANG OUT WITH ME :^)'
>'do not shed a single tear on that spergerous face of yours, my friend, for Sunny Bunny, this buxom and sweet lass, will play a children's card game with you instead!'
>'Anything for a friend because I'm perfect and hot and amazing ;)'
>'WAAH SUNSET YOU BETTER PLAY CARDS WITH ME FOR FOUR HOURS AND NOT LEAVE OR I'LL CRY!'
>'It's a good thing I'm basically the Pope but a cute girl :3'
>He he he
>It's the perfect plan
>You wonder what Sunny would look like in a nun outfit
>For a bit, you get a bit mad that she looks so hot in your head
>But having the body of a twelve year old boy probably has its advantages you tell yourself
>It's not like taking off your glasses and letting your bun down would turn you into a hot girl
>But that's a fight for another day
>Today is all about committing the perfect crime
>You like Sunny
>But you'll ruin her life with a Trixie bomb if you gotta
>You giggle to yourself throughout class
>People look at you when you do and it makes you very self-conscious
>Normies never laugh randomly by themselves
>"Miss Sparkle, would you mind telling the class what's so funny?"
>"Are you on your phone in class, is that it?"
"N-N-N-N-No, I-I was just thinking of something..."
>Jokes on them, though, because your life is about to become amazing
>Without Trixie, man, your life...
>'OMG Twilight, we never realized how hot and smart you were until now!'
>He he he
>The last minutes of your last class arrive
>Tick tock, tick tock
>Just gotta run to Sunny's locker, and BAM
>Social life saved
>Hefting your backpack up onto your back (where else would it go?) you dash out the door
>You spot Trixie out of the corner of your eye
>DON'T LOOK AT HER
>You dash by her, flying around at the speed of sound
>She will follow you, no doubt about it
>After all this time, you know how the mind of a sperg works
>Trixie can probably sniff you out like a bloodhound
>At least it seems like it
>Anyways, you're running real fast
>Been a while since you've really run, a long while, like elementary school long
>You feel your arms slipping back behind you, as if you were an anime cha—
>No, you left those days behind you
>Muscle memory is gay
>Finally, you spot Sunny
>And Rainbow Dash
>The image of Rainbow kissing your husbando flashes through your mind
>You lose your balance and careen straight into Sunny, knocking her to the ground
>Next thing you know, your face is buried deep into her...
>It could've been better
"O-Oh, I-I-I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, Sunny."
>"It's okay, Twilight," she says, as RD and Anon help you up
>"You were going awful fast, huh, Egghead? Practicing for the track tryouts?"
>She has her arm around Anon
>Is he a fucking beta or what? His arm should be around her!
>"Yeah, didn't know you were the sporty type, Twilight," Anon says
>RD and Anon chuckle
>"We're just fucking with you, Egghead. Anyways, we'll see you guys later."
>"Yeah, we're gonna hang at my house."
>As RD and Anon leave, RD turns around and silently mouths 'and FUCK!' and then makes a lewd gesture with her hands
>"Twilight, are you crying? Oh my god, are you hurt?"
"W-What? No... I'm okay."
>Time to put the theory to the test
>You grab your side and cringe
>Sunny comes to comfort you as expected
>It would be bad if she walked away now
>"Miss Sparkle, so... Did you want to come play with Trixie?"
>Sunny makes an 'aw :3' sound
"O-Of course, I'd love t-t—O-Oh, you know, I-I just remembered. I-I promised my parents I would, uh, w-walk Spike today. A-After school. Today."
>Here come the waterworks
>"Okay. Trixie understands."
>"Trixie understands. Miss Sparkle is busy."
"No... Y-You're not going to cry?"
>"Trixie's dad always used to say I had to grow up. Now Trixie has to tell herself that. I'm a big girl now."
>You slap your hand over your mouth
>"You know, Trixie, I'd love to play with you since Twilight's busy. I've always wanted to get into Magic the Gathering. Do you play Pathfinder?"
>"Oh, yes! Trixie loves Pathfinder."
>"I've never played a tabletop game before, but it's always been something I've been interested in. I hear lots of fun stories about it!"
>Trixie lights up and takes Sunny by the hands
>"Trixie has many stories of many campaigns she has partaken in! Trixie could arrange something to play tonight at the shop with her new friend!"
>"I'm always up for making new friends."
>"So, Trixie has a very cool character: she is a wizard, she is named The Great and Powerful..."
>They don't look at you
>They talk and you can hear them laughing as they leave
>You take a deep breath and pinch yourself
>Did that just happen?
>What the fuck just happened
>What the FUCK just happened?
>Is Sunny the fucking Sperg Whisperer?!
>You realize that you've been standing here for a few minutes too long
>All the students have already left and you are alone
>This is how it usually is, anyways
>You'll go home
>Go on your computer
>Just like most every night
>The walk home is quiet
>You bet Sunny and Trixie are having a GREAT time, the assholes
>Eight hours of shitposting later, you sleep
>Another day gone, another shitty day at school
>As you wake up, you roll off your bed
>You could shower...
>Eh, whatever, it's not like you smell
>You rummage around your wardrobe for clothes
>Sometimes you wish you had normal, sluttier clothes
>Non-tight pants are just too... Scary to wear in public
>Turtleneck, even though it's hot as fuck outside
>You wonder what it would look like with a boob window
>It would be like a window in a shitty apartment in a shitty part of Detroit
>You wouldn't see anything
>Dumb glasses, because fuck contacts (irritating as fuck)
>Put your nasty hair in a bun, again
>Spray some deodorant on yourself
>Go downstairs and put some Pop-Tarts in the toaster
>Feel something nipping at your pants
"Hey there, little guy."
>Spike pants heavily
>He's gotten so fat, barely moves around these days...
>That's what happens when you have a dog since you were, like, a toddler
>Dad's been telling you to 'get ready' for Spike to...
>You scratch his ear and down your Pop-Tarts after they're done
>You dreamt about Anon last night
>And Rainbow Dash
>You seriously thought she was a lesbian, seriously, who dyes their hair RAINBOW?!
>Maybe they'd be up for the 'polyamory' thing
>You walk to school, headphones over your ears, blasting edgy metal tunes like the autist you are
>At the very least, you're happy knowing Sunny's finally going to know what you've been going through
>And without Trixie, you can focus your social skills elsewhere!
>Yeah, today is gonna be a good day!
>The first couple of classes go by much the same as they always do
>Teacher asks fucking retarded easy question
>People mill about and are silent
>Like, 'who is buried in Grant's Tomb?' tier idiot-proof questions
>Always gotta fucking raise your hand to get things moving
>People laugh at you when you do
>It's almost become just an innate reaction
>You speak in class and self-loathing just washes over you
>Today is going to be different
>During lunch, your social butterfly wings will open up
>No more Trixie, no more social leech, means no more ostracization
>Maybe Anon will notice you now that Trixie isn't hanging off of you
>They'll learn to look up to you
>To want to hang out with you
>They may have been the same people who bullied you in elementary
>But now you'll be covered in Chads and Stacies
>Hanging off your every word
>'oh Twilight, let us have sex with you!'
>'not right now, there's only so much of me to go around!'
>'oh Twilight, you're so hot, almost as hot as Sunset!'
>'*making out sounds*'
>You cross your legs tightly
>Yes, today will be the day
>Sunny will realize what a piece of shit Trixie is, and help you become popular
>Lunch finally rolls around
>You get your disgusting school lunch and head to the girls' table this time
>You don't usually, but fuck, you're feeling good!
>AJ is there, being her usual hillbilly self, eating an apple
>Rarity is there, wearing fucking glasses she doesn't need, probably talking about science for no good reason
>Sluttershy is there mewling and cowering like a retard
>Pinkie is there being a hyperactive fucktard
>RD is there, with Anon...
>Sunny is there, looking hot, as always, that fucker, and—
>What the fuck
>"Miss Shimmer said I should show you guys the magic trick I showed her yesterday!"
>"Yeah, go ahead Trixie!"
>WHAT THE FUCK
>Trixie pulls out a fucking DECK OF CARDS
>How can they stand this total autism?!
>Trixie goes ahead and does some babby-tier magic trick
>You just stand a few feet from their table, looking awkward
>A bunch of fucking 'oohs' and 'ahs' can be heard
>Nice taste guys
>Why do you even want these people to like you, again?
>"Now Sugarcube, I'm gonna hafta be honest with you."
>Ha, yes AJ
>Don't go easy on the sperg
>"You got some real talent, there, Trixie."
>Trixie blushes heavily
>Sunny pulls Trixie in for a fucking HUG
>You swear Sunny's breasts rub against Trixie a bit
>THAT COULD BE YOU
>They're fucking CHEERING!
>"M-My dad used to like magic a lot... I've been practicing very hard after he passed."
>Really milking that for all it's worth, huh Trixie?
>Your dad dies and all you do is mention how it affects YOU
>Trixie starts TEARING UP
>SHE'S TRIX NOW
>What about me, Sunny?
>I only ever get Twilight!
>"—It's okay. We're here for you."
>"Sugarcube, you got some real talent, I tells ya. Not like my good-fer-nothin' sister. She's a lost a cause... You thinkin' 'bout the Talent Show?"
>Trixie blushes again
>"I-I'm not good enough for that..."
>"Oh pish-posh, darling! You should definitely join. We'd all support you!"
>The girls nod in agreement, smiling at that fucking mass of Sperg
>You curl your hands into fists
>Which is bad
>Since you're carrying food on a tray
>And it falls, making a really loud, embarrassing sound
>The girls stop talking and turn to look at you
>"Ha, sick job Egghead. You might need to lift a bit more if you can't manage to handle a tray of food."
>Rainbow and Anon laugh at you, and you can hear some snickers from the other tables
>Trixie rushes up to you, getting on her knees and picking your food up off the floor
>She doesn't listen
>God fucking FUCK
>She must think she's so awesome, stealing your place among your friends!
>You feel it coming
>You feel yourself shove Trixie to the ground, throwing your lunch that she'd just picked up all over her
>But you stop yourself
>You'll just have to suffer this indignity
>Trixie picks up your food, puts it back on the tray
>Mostly packaged stuff, so it's salvageable
>"Anything for a friend, Miss Sparkle!"
>Trixie hugs you
>In front of everyone
>You feel your cheeks redden
>"Come on you Egghead, take a seat. And don't spill your shit this time. Lol."
"Ha h-ha. Good one..."
>You take a seat next to Sluttershy
>You bet she smells like cock, whatever that smells like
>For the rest of lunch, the girls talk
>To Rarity about her dumb internship with some stupid fashion company
>To Applejack about, what else? Stupid fucking apples, what a fucking applesperg
>Sluttershy stays quiet most of the time, obviously
>Pinkie about all her stupid parties she has planned
>RD goes on, and on, and ON about her relationship with Anon
>Anon keeps blushing and telling her not to tell the girls 'all that private stuff'
>She calls him a loser and then does something under the table to make him suddenly sit up straight
>Something lewd probably
>Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
>You try to just stay quiet and not cry
>Nothing ever goes your way
>Trixie is all 'cool' now
>You spend your whole life accosted by the freak, but now that she's out of your life you basically have nothing
>Anon, fuck, why did you even like him in the first place?
>Fucking Chad manwhore with that fucking Sta—No, Rainbow is basically a Chad
>You wish you were alpha like that
>She can play the guitar, captain of the guy's football team...
>And of course Sunny can play tons of instruments, gets good grades, is actually smart and not just some grade-grubber
>The only one at the table who even talks to you...
>Probably just pities you
>You must be even lower than Trixie
>The bell rings and people leave
>Trixie hangs back as the others leave for class
>"Would you like to come play with Trixie and Miss Shimmer after school today?"
>"Trixie would like to invite you along. Miss Shimmer said she is worried you are not 'hanging out' as often as you could."
>You grit your teeth
>Now YOU'RE going to be Trixie's third wheel
>The third wheel to a simpering retard!
>And Sunny, yeah, she's just worried I'm not 'hanging out enough'
>Whatever the fuck that means
>God, you really are worse than Trixie
"No, Trixie. I-I'm busy."
>"Okay. Trixie understands. Have a good day!"
>Trixie shoots you a smile and runs off
>You see her catch up to the girls, cozying up with Sunny
>You grit your teeth harder
>Whatever, it doesn't matter anyway
>They'll tire of Trixie soon enough
>The next few classes suck, as usual
>You really wish you didn't always sit in the front
>Today feels like a 'sitting in the back' day, but...
>People would probably make fun of you, or ask for 'their' seat back and you'd end up in the front anyways
>Man, fuck normies
>They don't even like people like Trixie
>They never deal with them, actually
>They just want to feel good about themselves
>'oh I'm such a good person because I posted on FB about homelessness and am nice to retards'
>The final bell rings
>Might as well just head to your locker slowly and hope Anon leaves before you get there
>You shuffle your feet as you head to your locker
>Basically on auto-pilot
>Thinking stupid things to yourself, like
>Maybe Anon will break up with Dash and fall in love with you
>Even in your daydreams it seems retarded
>No, that won't happen
>Hell, Trixie isn't even going to bother you today
>Sunny, well, she has Trixie now!
>Now no one will bother you
>Normies, right? Ree...
>Who needs friends when everyone else is a fucking shithead?
>You approach your locker and...
>Just your luck, Anon is there with Rainbow
"H-Hey, Rainbow Dash. H-Hey, A-A-Anon."
>Rainbow Dash chuckles
>"Have you noticed how much she stutters around you, Anon?"
"W-W-W-What? N-N-No I d-don't..."
>"I think she's in love with you man!"
>You freeze in place
>This can't be happening
>"I-I-I'm just fucking with you, Twilight. I don't mean nothin'."
"H-Ha, good one."
>Rainbow messes with your hair, trying to be friendly or some shit
>It's more annoying than anything else
>"How could you like this dumb lug?"
>"Nah, I can tell by the way you look at me, Egghead. Wanna join us for some hot, kinky action at my place?"
>"Never had a threesome before. You'd be up, right?"
>Is she being serious
>You don't say anything
>"Are you actually thinking about it?"
>"DUDE, I was just pulling your chain again! Oh my God, Egghead, you're a real freak in the bed, huh?"
>Anon, who had been silent up till now, bursts out laughing
>Rainbow starts laughing too
>You feel yourself tearing up
>You... You have to get out of here
>"Woah, Egghead! I was just playin'! I didn't... Anon, you fucker. You made me laugh too hard."
>"Sorry, RD. That shit was just hilarious is all."
>You can hardly see where you're going
>You're such a fucking retard
>Of course she was joking, you—
>You feel yourself crash against another body, bring you both to the ground
>"We really have to stop meeting like this," Sunset says laughing
>You try not to let your voice crack
>You can't let her see you cry
>You fell in a much more fortuitous position this time
>Like it even matters
>"Oh my God, Twilight, are you okay?"
>Sunset picks herself up the ground and reaches out for you
>You pull away
"W-Where's your new best friend?"
"Just leave me alone, Sunny..."
>"Twilight, what happened? Why are you crying?"
>You hide your face
>Sunset bends down and puts her arm around you
>You don't have the energy to fight her off
>"Twilight, you need to tell me what's going on."
"And why do I have to do that, huh? Just go hang out with Trixie."
>"What? This is about Trix?"
"Yes! No... I don't know." T
>"Twilight, no one can help you if you don't open up. I'm your friend. I WANT to help you!"
>It comes out more like a sob, and Sunny pulls you closer to her
>You ineffectually push at her
"No! Just stop. You're just being nice to me. You only hang out with me BECAUSE I have no one else. You're just such a 'good' fucking person."
>Sunset frowns and is silent
>She puts another arm around you, pulling you into a hug
>"I don't hang out with you because I have to. I do it because I want to. Because I do care, Twilight. I care about you. You worry me sometimes. I know you don't believe me, but I used to be a very lonely, hateful person..."
>"But I had someone looking out for me."
>What is this, christfag shit?
>"Even if you don't believe in yourself, know that I believe in you. Things may feel bad now, but you just have to open up. Why don't you come hang out with me and Trixie?"
>You sniffle and rub at your face
>Maybe she isn't just being nice to you...
>Looking around, you see that some people have gathered around
>Fuck fuck fuck fuck
>You must look so fucking pathetic, being consoled like a fucking child
>You hear a voice
>"Geez Twilight, all this over a fucking joke?"
>"Fuck off, Anon!" Sunny says
>You feel your eyes blur again
>You hear chuckling
>No, you have to get out of here
>You push Sunny away and make a run for it
>She calls after you, but you don't turn back
>You're not going to be her Trixie
>You're not going let her be a fucking tardwrangler
>That's what she must see you as
>Some drooling idiot
>'Special Kids Afternoon Out'
>You hear a loud THWACK! sound behind you and then a masculine yell
>You just keep running
>Before you know it, you're home
>You've never run that fast for that long
>You drop your shit as soon as you enter
>Take off your shoes
>"Twily! You're—Is something wrong?"
>You run past Dad and straight to your room
>You slam the door behind you
>Time for internet...
>You slump down into your chair, lights off, blinds closed
>The dim hum of the monitor shines on your pathetic self
"Hey there little guy..."
>You strain to pick Spike up and place him in your lap
>He licks your face
"Who's my Number One Assistant? Who is it?"
>You rub his back as he snuggles against you
>You feel your heart lower its pace
>Taking a deep breath, you feel as though you can finally stop crying
>God you're retarded
"At least I have you, huh, Spike?"
>His eyes are cloudy
>But he's yours
"Let's see what's going on today."
>Probably the same shit as every day
>Just like in real life!
>At least now you know Anon thinks you're a joke...
>No, gotta go find random shit to distract yourself
"Maybe you shouldn't be looking at this stuff, Spike..."
>You lower him back to the ground
>You spend hours online, not moving from your chair
>Like most days
>This never would've happened if you just never went to that fucking party
>Parties are for normies
>Are you a normie?
>Then why did you go?
>Some people are made to talk to other people and have friends
>You're in the 'some aren't' category
>Sometimes, you think about multiple universes
>You used to be a retard and be all
>'oh in some universe I'm a fucking powerful wizard queen who everyone loves'
>but now you set your sights on
>'universe where I have friends'
>Which is gay
>Why do you even care about friends so much if people suck so hard?
>The only people who actually talk to you are literal autists like Trixie
>Or even worse that fucking Moondancer kid when you were REALLY young
>Or people like Sunny who're just disgustingly nice to everyone
>You continue to browse /d/
>God this place fucked you up
>Getting turned on by the absolute most crazy shit
>That's all you can do it to anymore
>This is what happens when you masturbate recreationally, kids
>You slide your pants off and put your legs up on your desk
>Spike's asleep, so, this is okay
>Time to go to your usual sex dreams
>'Oh no, Anon, I've turned into a couch!'
>'I can't move at all and am made of plush cushioning and high quality fabric!'
>'Oh Anon, don't sit on me!'
>'Oh no, you went ahead and did it anyway, oh my goooood~'
>Not doing it for you
>Instead you try to imagine if maybe Dash and Anon actually took you with them...
>You image Rainbow's naked body
>What's she have that you don't?
>Her breasts are as not-there as yours
>Just because she's super in-shape and has amazing hips
>You wonder what her body would feel like against yours
>God you're pathetic
>You can't get Anon laughing at you out of your head
>No one cares about you
>Can't even have pretend sex in your head
>Even your imagination laughs at you
>'I care about you'
>'Sunny, when did you—'
>She takes your hand in hers and kisses you
>'It's okay, Twi. I care about you.'
>You feel her tongue work its way into your mouth and—
>What the fuck
>You pull your pants back up and spin in your chair
>What the fuck
>You can't get her out of your head
>How fucking pathetic are you
>No, it's just because she pretends to like you
>You must be, like, prison gay or something
>Wow, that's totally not pathetic at all
>You throw yourself on your bed
"What the fuck is wrong with me?"
>You feel yourself tearing up again
>Why do you have to be so weird?
>Why were you born this way?
>Why couldn't you be someone else?
>God, how edgy are you
>Why can't you live in a world where you matter?
>'I care about you'
>You imagine Sunny naked and—
>You toss and turn in your bed
>You hear Spike panting
"I'm sorry to wake you up, boy."
>You rub your arm against your face
>To your surprise, he jumps up onto your bed
>Didn't think he still had it in him
>He settles down next to you
>You run your hand along his fur
>Maybe tomorrow will be better...
>Eventually, you're able to sleep
>You wake up
>Today seems like a shower day
>Afterwards, you put on your clothes, eat, and head out
>What happened yesterday...
>You'll just have to put that out of mind
>Knowing your luck, you'll bump into Rainbow and Anon again...
>You almost hold your breath as you make your way into school
>What a dump...
>And wouldn't you know it, there's Rainbow and Anon
>Ugh, you used to like having a locker next to his...
"H-Hey Rainbow, hey A—Jesus!"
>Anon looks like a truck fucking hit him
>A small truck, and just in the face, but still
>A snarl flashes across his face as he looks at you
"W-What happened to you?"
>"Your girlfriend happened."
>"Anon, don't be such a dick or I'M gonna punch you."
>He shrugs a 'whatever' at you
>Who is he talking about?
>He grunts at you, takes his stuff and leaves
>Rainbow scoffs as he leaves
>"Hey Egghead, I'm really sorry about Douchefuck. I didn't mean to make you cry yesterday, I was just having fun. You know how it is, right? We cool?"
>Nice fake apology
>She pulls you in for a hug and you blush
>"Don't be a stranger, okay? Smell ya later, Egghead."
>What the fuck?
>Your next few classes pass as they usually do
>Eventually, the lunch bell rings
>You wonder if you should eat in the bathroom today
>As you get your lunch, you hear Trixie calling for you
>"Miss Sparkle! Please sit with Trixie!"
>You sort of crouch down a little, embarrassed
>Only a sperg would call someone out from across a room full of people
>You take your seat
>"She dun got in a fight with Anon yesterday, Sugarcube."
>You notice Anon isn't sitting with Rainbow Dash
>"They suspended her. Sometimes I wonder iff'n that girl'll ever really change. She seems all nice, but you should'a seen her back in the day. Really let the devil out, I tell ya what."
"W-Was it because of me?"
>The girls nod and you're not sure how to feel
>Knowing Sunny did that because of you makes your heart a little warm, but...
>At the same time, she's always so nice
>You don't want her to beat people up because of you
>Even if they are normies
>Rainbow Dash frowns
>"Can we not talk about this?"
>"What, Rainbow? Can't handle knowin' your boyfriend is a dick, but also such a pussy he gets his ass beat by a girl?"
>"Ha ha. That's that Southern wit, huh? I heard your brother was hitting on my boyfriend the other day."
>"I heard he took 'im up on it! I could hear your boyfriend suckin' Mac's dick in the barn!"
>Rainbow Dash scoffs
>"Oh, oh come on! You're gonna give in to my gay joke just to make another gay joke? Low blow, AJ! And gross!"
>"Did you tell yer boyfriend yer a dyke, yet?"
>"That's a lie and you know it!"
>"I can't tell a lie, Rainbow!"
>The two girls rise up from their seats
>"Girls, please! Trixie does not like it when her friends fight..."
>The two grumble and sit back down
>What the fuck?
>Since when can Trixie do that shit?
>Stupid fucking spergerous moe-blob
>'oh i'm so cute and suddenly don't cry 24/7'
>You awkwardly eat your lunch in silence, and eventually things calm down at the table
>"Oh, Miss Sparkle, did you want to hang out with Miss Shimmer and Trixie today? She's suspended, but she said she'll still play with me..."
>Well, maybe you should take her up on it...
>Trixie's eyes light up
>"Fantastic! Miss Shimmer was very concerned about you."
>You go back to eating
>Maybe this will be okay
>The girls talk about the usual inane shit, and you keep mostly silent
>Sometimes you'll chime in
>Especially when, for no good, reason, they start talking about science
>'oh I totally watched this documentary on string theory'
>Motherfucker, shut the fuck up you normie
>Is nothing sacred?
>And when you DO chime in with something to educate these plebs, like
>'Oh, well, M-Theory isn't an actual, mathematical theory, but more an ad hoc mix of various limits of various string theories"
>Shit just gets quiet
>Even when you try to tell a joke
>Be all 'you know who else did nothing wrong?'
>Well, that didn't go over well
>The joke is that, you know, the comedy comes from disparity and hyperbole
>You give up and just shut up the rest of the time
>"Miss Dash, Trixie came to watch your game on the weekend. You are very impressive!"
>Dash does the usual 'of course I am!' shtick
>What the fuck
>And then Trixie talks with them about
>Rev up that fucking REEEEEEEEEE engine, Twilight...
>No, today is going to be better than yesterday
>You decide to wait for the right time to pipe up with something good for the conversation
>How the fuck do people know when to say shit?
>The bell rings before you get a chance to talk again
>"Oh, Miss Sparkle, you should fill this up before we play!"
>Trixie hands you a character sheet
>Just go along with it, Twilight
>Otherwise, how're you supposed to hang out with Sunny?
>She's the only one you can sort of talk to sometimes
>She nods, smiles, and scampers off
>Motherfucker just assumes you have dice on you to fill this shit out
>So what if you do
>You head off to your next class
>Talking to Trixie, you'd found out she had a wizard
>Sunny had a fighter
>Not a paladin?
>And what should you be?
>It's been a long fucking while since you've played any of this sort of shit
>You don't like to think about it, but you used to be a lot more autistic than you are now
>With definitely-on-the-spectrum 'friends'
>You were always the odd one out, since you actually understood social ques
>Now, you usually just play solo
>When you get around to it
>You're glad you got out
>The Tard Brigade was bringing you down
>Sort of the same reason you stopped liking anime as much
>Get to high school, see the anime club, and it's filled with disgusting vermin
>That's not you
>But back to this stupid character sheet
>Playing with Trixie is gonna suck, isn't it?
>'Trixie's character will do blah blah blah'
>Sick roleplaying skills, man
>You decide that, since they have a Fighter and a Wizard, you'll be a Bard
>Names... It's a good thing you're good with names
>Could do something generic like 'Bubble Shine' or 'Sing Song' or something
>Go for the exotic option: 'Frank'
>And fuck class
>You're filling out a character sheet
>And the good thing is you only have to play with Trixie this one time
>You can just be all slick and ask Sunny to 'hang out' with you
>She'll have the time, and if she's hanging out with Trixie, obviously she'll hang out with you
>Then you can cut Trixie out of your life, for real this time
>Fuck her and fuck her dead dad
>Wait, that's really edgy
>Whatever, you're pumped because today is going to go well, you can feel it!
>Man, rolling around dice is hard to do in silence and without attracting attention
>Some of the other students shoot weird looks at you
>Like they've never had to construct a character sheet in public before
>They probably have one of those 'lol tabletop games are ghey!' normie opinions
>One of those 'oh it's totally cool, I saw it on Bazinga Theory!'
>"Twilight, why are you rolling dice around in my class?"
>You look up and try to come up with an answer
>Fuck, what kind of realistic answer can you give
>"I think she's playing a dice game by herself or something, lol."
>Just, just play it cool, Twilight
"U-Uh, n-no. I'm u-using the dice to m-make a character sh-sheet..."
>"Like, for D&D?"
"Ugh, no, I'm not a total loser! It's for Pathfinder!"
>At that, the class bursts into laughter
>You shrink down in your chair
>The teacher gives you a stern look
>"Settle down, guys. Just, no more rolling dice around while I'm trying to teach, okay?"
>You nod and try to hold back tears
>Why would you even cry?
>People laughed at you all the time when you were younger
>Stop being such a fucking crybaby about it
>You take a deep breath
>Normie laughter should slough off you like the meaningless garbage that it is
>Plus, you're not a crybaby
>It's probably just an involuntary, Pavlovian sort of response built in to you from your childhood
>So, there's that, you know
>And you're almost done with the sheet!
>After you have on of your programs replace all instances of 'Dusk Shine' with 'Frank' in your old backstory you keep online...
>You laugh to yourself
>He's going to be broken as fuck
>Eventually, you finish Frank up
>You got pretty lucky with your rolls, so he's lookin' fine
>You frown as you think about playing with Trixie
>At least Sunny will be there
>Man, she must look out of place as fuck at a tabletop gaming shop
>Like, tons of spergs, and a random model
>You'll stick you, too, right?
>You're not a sperg
>Yeah, you'll be cool compared to these fucks
>The end of the day rolls around
>You head off to your locker
>Anon's there, as usual
>No Rainbow Dash this time
>He shrugs and says nothing
>Just sort of shakes his head at you
>Does he hate you now?
"I-I just wanted to say sorry, again..."
>"No, no, Sparkle, it's my fault, you know, for finding something Rainbow Dash said funny. I'm sorry for having a sense of humor."
>"Look, if you can't handle fuckin' jokes between friends, which I thought we were, then grow the fuck up. Don't have your fuckin' guard bitch beat me up while you cry."
>He points his finger at you
>You feel yourself start to tear up again
>Fuck, not in front of Anon...
>"Ugh. Whatever, sorry, I don't mean to hurt your feelings or whatever. It was just a fucking joke. I'm mad because of this."
>He points to his general face area
>Anon leaves and you swear you hear him mutter
>'Why does Rainbow keep her and that fucking magic girl around...'
>You grit your teeth
>You're not a fucking sperg
>Do people actually think about you and Trixie like you're the fucking same?
>You feel the energy leave your body, and lean against your locker
"Not now, Trixie."
>"Did Miss Sparkle wish to walk with Trixie?"
"I said not now."
>She grabs you by the forearm
>You don't have it in you to push her off
>You let Trixie drag you along
>Jesus fucking Christ
>How far is this place
>Or does it just seem far because Trixie
>"...And this is another character I drew. He can turn into a shadow, and comes from the seventh coil of—"
>She's just been showing you drawings in her notebook
>For what seems like forever
>Admittedly, she's actually pretty good
>Has her own style
>But this is what happens when you're a no life sperg
>You chuckle to yourself and wonder if that's irony
>Anon thinks you're no different from this... thing
>This blue, magic obsessed, obnoxious ball of autism
>You're the purple recolor, huh?
>Of course, Trixie does not notice
>She just goes on and on and on and on...
>Your mind drifts to ways you could get out of this
>Sometimes a car passes by and you think about jumping in front of one
>Perhaps you thought about it too hard
>But you almost give yourself a scare thinking about it
>Sometimes you tell yourself that's the feeling of another you actually doing it, in some other universe
>"...and I've actually been working on a comic with my characters, and I put it on the internet, and my mom helps me with the website, and people actually follow it! And—"
"Wow Trixie, that's super cool."
>She smiles and pulls you in close to her in a sort of hug
>Life isn't fair
>Blue Autist has bigger breasts than you, is actually curvy
>And she's fucking autistic
>Maybe her dad used a monkey's paw to have a 'beautiful daughter'
>And she is, you suppose
>But she's also a sperg who sometimes wears a fucking cape to school
>"Oh, Miss Sparkle! We are here!"
>She's jumping up and down
"Finally... Is Sunny inside?"
>"Oh, most probably! Come, let us go!"
>Trixie yanks on your arm, and you follow
>The air in the shop hits you the second you enter
>Colder than outside, which is good
>You hadn't realized it, but you were pooped from walking
>Fucking hot outside
>Fuck the sun
>But, the shop also had that hint of 'sweaty fat guy' to it
>You can smell the autism
>"Oh, hey Twilight! Been a while since I've seen you here."
"U-Uh, hey Mr. Dancer..."
>He turns to Trixie
>"My daughter and your other friend are waiting for you guys. Have fun!"
>Trixie pulls you along
>You've stepped into a nightmare
>You swear you've had this one before
>The one where you're grown up, but you're playing with Trixie and Moondancer
>And apparently it was a premonition
>Your heart starts pounding against your chest
>This was a bad idea
>This is a BAD idea
>Has it come to this?
>If the rest of your nightmare comes true, the girls will come in and make fun of you
>No, that's crazy, that's not gonna happen
>Just calm down, Twilight
>Sunny waves you over, and you give a meek wave back
>"Hey Twilight! I'm glad you came."
>She shoots you a smile
>You sit down next to her, and Trixie sits next to you
>Moondancer looks to be the DM
>She's got some gross front-bun thing going on
>Literal nerd glasses with the tape in the middle and everything
>Still looks like a pasty, ugly version of you
>You can kind of feel good about being the third best looking person at the table
>She furrows her bushy brow and stares at you from over her screen
>She just... keeps staring
>"So you think you can just waltz in here like things are all okay?"
"Are they not?"
>"Where's Four Eyes?"
>You snicker, someone's parents hate them
>"He told Trixie that his mom forced him into doing chores today."
>Moondancer shrugs and looks at you with disdain
>"Sharp Shot the Elf suffers a heart attack and dies, then, if he's not going to be here to play."
>"W-What?! B-But Sharp Shot was a gallant friend to the Great and Powerful—"
>"He's not here."
>Sunny looks at Moondancer with concern
>"From what I know, that's not been the rule before, Moondancer."
>"Well rules change!"
>"T-Trixie says it's not fair!"
>"LIFE ISN'T FAIR! That's what you taught, me right Sparkle?"
>Moondancer snarls above her screen
>Her eyes attempt to pierce your soul with their spergerous temperament
>You just shoot her a very confused, incredulous look
"No offense, but what are you talking about?"
>"WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT?"
>She slams her fist on the table, causing some of the miniatures to fall over
>"You know EXACTLY what I'm talking about, Sparkle. The day you ruined my life, you showed me that life... Life doesn't give a fuck about anyone! The universe is a cruel place!"
"What the fuck are you talking about? W-W-What, like, what? What?! I... I-I, Sunny, help me out here! I—"
>Moondancer is getting really worked up now
>"So you're just going to pretend you don't remember!"
>"Moondancer, Twilight, what's going on?"
>"Shut up, skank!"
"WOAH, don't talk to my friend like that!"
>You see Sunny bite down on her lip, fist clenched
>"Please, girls, settle down."
>"TELL HER TO APOLOGIZE FOR WHAT SHE DID TO ME."
>Sunny looks at you and sort of nudges her head towards Moondancer
>Ha, like you're going to give in
>We don't negotiate with terrorists here
>Plus, you have no idea what she's talking about
>"T-Trixie would like you two to stop. We should be happy and pl—"
>Moondancer literally growls
>"Twilight, I have awaited this day for YEARS! To show you that I've gotten stronger in your absence! To prove to you, that I don't NEED YOU!"
"What the fuck is happening here. I... We haven't seen each other in years. Years! What did I do that made you think your life was a fucking revenge anime?"
>Moondancer lowers her head into her hand, tearing up
>Real dramatic, dude
>"It was the first and only party I'd ever thrown—"
>"—and you, Twilight... You were my best friend. My only friend. We did everything together."
>This isn't how you remembered it
>"You were the one who introduced me to my second greatest love. Tabletop gaming. I grew my storytelling abilities, my love of fiction, everything because of you. And I started to branch out. To get new friends! I could... I could finally talk to other people..."
>You force your eyes open, trying to stay awake
>Moondancer always had this effect on you
>Her voice is just so fucking boring
>Just try to listen to her sob story, Twilight
>"Hell, I even convinced my dad to buy this shop here so we could play whenever we wanted..."
>Wow, your dad can just buy places
>Your life sucked so hard Moondancer
>You look over to Sunny
>She's actually listening to this sperg
>How's she get her skin to look so nice?
>Do girls actually practice kissing with each other, or is that just an internet joke?
>Maybe you could ask her to help you practice your kissing...
>"...and even when I'd opened up, you were still my best friend. My closest friend. Towards the end there, I think we both know we'd become more than friends..."
>Your ears prick up
>You think you heard Moondancer say something weird
>You continue to pretend to listen while staring at Sunny
>Why did she get amazing breasts and you got nothing
>You literally don't even know what boobs feel like
>Bags of sand?
>"...and then, finally, I worked up the courage to throw a party. I was confused about myself, about my place in the world... But at the very least, I was finally going to have friends, and you'd be there, by my side! BUT YOU NEVER CAME! You knew it meant the world to me, I told you time and again how much I needed you, and you left me to rot! That's when I realized the world was a sick place, the inhabitants sicker!"
>'...oh Twilight, I never realized how hot you were, take me...'
>He he he
>"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?!"
"Sorry. I lost you at the part where your dad bought the store."
>"I WAS TALKING FOR LIKE FIVE MINUTES PAST THEN!"
"You know, I'm sorry for whatever it was I did to you, didn't come to a party or something. I mean, it's a party. We were, like, thirteen."
>"Miss Sparkle," Trixie says sniffling, "Y-You should have listened to her."
>"Yeah Twilight, she poured her soul out to you."
>Sunny frowns at you
>You shrink back into your seat
"U-Uh, I-I'm sorry, okay. For whatever. Missed your party. Very sad. I'm sad. We're all sad. Very sad."
>"YOU... You're just making fun of me! Even after all this time, your only purpose is to torment me!"
"Please, get a hold of yourself. Not everything is about YOU, Moondancer."
>And she puffs
>Which are really weird to do
>Moondancer stands from her seat and points an accusatory finger at you
>"I CHALLENGE YOU TO A REGULATION GAME OF MAGIC THE GATHERING, WINNER TAKES ALL!"
>Oohs exude from the crowd that had apparently formed around you
>A crowd of fat and/or ugly boys and girls
>You were, for once, the cool alpha bitch
>You lean back in your chair and crack your fingers
"Moondancer, do you really want to challenge the three time Regional Magic the Gathering Minor League Champion. I may have quit, but I'm still good enough to beat your ass"
>"Things have changed, Sparkle. You're looking at the champion of the last four years. Think you can handle me now? Think I'm such a joke?"
>"I'll make you WISH you'd never had, uh, not come to my birthday party!"
>Nevermind, she's still retarded
>Things will be fine
>Sunny leans over to you
>"What does 'winner take all' mean here?"
"I don't know. I think she thinks that life is an anime."
>"Like Gurren Lagann or something?"
>You nod and chuckle
>But you are still but a pleb
>Some fat autist brings out a card table
>"OKAY EVERYBODY, REGULATION RULES, NO CHEATING, A THIRD PARTY WILL SHUFFLE THE DECKS."
>The two of you take your seats opposite of each other
>Moondancer is still trying to glare holes through you
>Trixie and Sunny are sitting off to the side, looking nervous
"Well, we're playing a children's card game, so no."
>"DON'T INSULT THE GAME. You know you used to be part of this world."
>Every time I get out
>They just keep pulling me back in
>The decks have been shuffled, and Moondancer and I get ready
>Moondancer, if you remember correctly, is more of a tempo player
>You'd never been one for set strategy
>You just, ugh
>It hurts to remember
>You liked to call yourself a "Magic Savant"
>You were so full of yourself
>You swear you said "heart of the cards" unironically once
>Not even the proper property
>You think about killing yourself briefly
>Anyways, you flew by the seat of your pants
>You didn't play your deck, you played the game
>Plus, you had a little something up your sleeve, anyways
>"Sparkle, before I destroy you, I just want you to know that I'm not going to enjoy this."
"Why would you play a game if you don't enjoy it?"
>"Sh-Shut up! I'm saying it will bring me no pleasure to crush your body and spirit."
"We're playing a card game."
>"SHUT UP! I'm the Champ! This is serious!"
"Whatever. I was the Champ before you were."
>"Okay guys, ready to go when you are. Keep it clean!"
>You draw your cards
>Oh Moondancer, you poor fool
>You don't know what coming for you
>You cackle silently to yourself and leer over at her
>Wait, no fuck, don't get into this
>Be cool, Sunny is watching
>If you get too into this, people will think you're lame
>You hear some noise off to the side
>Some guys are setting up a table and...
>Are those microphones?
>"Hey guys, and welcome to Magic, On the Net, your favorite Magic The Gathering podcast! And today, we've got a serendipitous match between the former three time Regional Minor Champ and prodigy, Twilight Sparkle, and the current Regional Champ, and also a former Regional Minor Champ, Moondancer."
>What the fuck
>"Hey guys, it's Jugular Follicles, as always, and my friend—"
>"It's Cheeto Dust!"
>"—and we're here witnessing what will probably be, one of the, if not the, greatest matches to go down in the Canterlot County area."
>You start to sweat
>Why are people commentating this
>What have you gotten yourself into?
>No, be cool
>Yeah, be cool while playing Magic the Gathering
>Fuck fuck fuck
>It's Moondancer's turn first
>Just hope she has nothing but shit
>"It looks like Moondancer is bringing out a Gladecover Scout. Now, that has hexproof, which means it can't be targeted by Twilight's spells or abilities."
>"That's ride Juggo. If by hexproof, though, you mean girlproof, and spells and abilities, you mean the touch of another human body and the love of another soul, then you've just described my life!"
>"Nice one, Dusty."
>Whatever, just ignore them
>Just cause she's, you know, the actual Regional Champion, for adults, you know, doesn't mean anything
>She's still going down
>But aloofly and all cool
>You take your turn
>God you're so out of practice
>Do you remember exactly every card in your deck?
>Okay, okay, good, just be cool...
>"We've got safe starts on both sides right now, possibly setting up some big plays ahead!"
>Shut up! This isn't a sport!
>Moondancer snickers at you
>"Have you even kept your deck up-to-date, Sparkle?"
"U-Uh, duh. Even if I don't play anymore I still get the new cards and keep my deck as strong as possible."
>"You don't even play but you still deck build?"
>The wipe the sweat from your brow as the game continues
>Fuck, the commentators are making this a lot more nerve wracking than it should be
>Who the fuck commentates a card game for fuck's sake?
>Sure, you used to be big into the scene
>But you can tell it's dumb now
>You feel like you're drowning
>Moondancer's control of the field is fucking intense
>It's like being up to your neck in water right now
>When did this shit become popular?
>Aggro decks are so fucking annoying
>Fucking meta, you were sure you were on the up-n-up
>You guess you're more a white/blue control deck, but you've got some tricks
>Yes you do
>God you're fucking retarded
>"Former Regional Minor Champ, Twilight Sparkle, is starting to look nervous, isn't she?"
>"That's right. She's starting to look like me, if I were going to try and talk to her!"
>"Except not as fat."
>"H-Ha. Yeah. Yeah... Anyways, we've got an exciting match so far, with Moondancer seemingly dominating the game!"
>You continue to wipe sweat from your brow
>You want to look cool, but it's hard
>"Nervous now, Sparkle? You can quit if you can't handle it."
"Pff, I'm fine."
>You've been playing the cards you've been dealt perfectly
>But you're not exactly getting the luckiest draws here
>Even with the right plays, it's not enough...
>Moondancer laughs and bites her lip
>"I'm afraid we're coming along to the end of the road, Sparkle."
>Playing the villain in her own story
>What a fucking autist
>You look over to Sunny and...
>She doesn't seem to know what's going on at all
>Trixie is constantly at her ear
>Probably whispering the gist of what's going on
>You wonder if she's rooting for you...
>Moondancer looks at her hand, at you, at the cards in play, at her hand...
"Are you going to do something?"
>"I'm just savoring the moment is all."
>"It looks like Twilight's in real trouble. You know, I'm not sure she can bring this one back."
>You look at your hand, think to your deck, and try to formulate a plan
>Despite your deck being chock-full of 'em, the first portion of play was rough with land cards
>Though, you've been getting more lands in play...
>What exactly can you do from here, though?
>Maybe... Sphinx's Revelation to stabilize you
>Supreme Verdict would even things out...
>You're sure your deck can beat Moondancer's
>The early game was hers, but you've survived this long
>She's becoming less effective as your hand grows
>"What an exciting match so far, Dusty. The Reigning Champ has been in the lead, but Twilight's still holding on!"
>"Yeah, you know, it's always fascinating to see pros at work. It's Twilight's turn now and... Oh, it looks like Twilight's played Supreme Verdict, wiping all creatures from the field!"
>Moondancer snarls, causing you to laugh
>"I'm still winning..."
>You exhale slowly, your mouth slowly forming a small grin
>The student isn't going to become the master
>Not today, Moondancer
>Stop being autistic, it's just a card game
>You wipe your brow again and look to Sunny
>She's nodding as Trixie whispers in her ear
>You smile shakily at her
>She smiles back
>WHAT DOES IT MEAN?
>"You're going to pay for missing my party."
"Shut up about the party, sheesh."
>"YOU BROKE MY HEART. YOU RUINED MY LIFE."
>You try not to laugh
>Moondancer's face goes red
>You've taken a lot of damage, but you can win this!
>Judging by your cards, you think you can win in two turns
>Moondancer, prepare to taste defeat
>The ugly, raging autist begins her turn
>Your eyes widen as she puts cards down
>Why is this shit in an aggro deck?
>That shit's a little heavy for this, fuck
>"I'LL SHOW YOU."
>You look at your hand
>She keeps going
>You look over the field
>Does she have lethal?
>You think she has lethal
>Well, this is it...
>Moondancer crosses her arms as she ends her turn
>You hear the commentators behind you
>"Did... Did she not see that she had lethal?"
>"I think she's become blinded with rage, Juggo."
>Moondancer looks confused
>She looks at the cards in play
>"Oh my God."
>The fucker even begins shaking
>"Oh my GOD. I-I-I can still win next turn!"
>You draw a card and...
>Begin to laugh
>A shit-eating grin forms on your face
>Moondancer, for the first time, looks fearful
"Just let it happen, baby."
>You begin the play that ends the world
>"Oh... OH MY GOD. SHE'S STILL GOT IT. TWILIGHT'S GONNA WIN. HISTORY IN THE MAKING FOLKS."
>You watch as the life drains from Moondancer's eyes, and her life total
>"No, no, no, no... Not like this!"
"YES LIKE THIS."
>You tap your cards like it's a fucking Shonen anime
>You slam cards into the table
>You're on your feet now
>"OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. NO ONE HAS EVER DONE THAT. IN THE HISTORY OF MAGIC."
>"JUGGO, I'M EJACULATING. I'M ACTUALLY TURNED ON RIGHT NOW. HOLD ME."
>You're almost hyper-ventilating
>It's almost like your heart's gonna beat out of your chest
>You let out a laugh, jump, and fist pump in the air
"NO ONE CAN BEAT THE CHAMP! I'VE STILL GOT IT! SUCK IT!"
>You begin pelvic thrusting at Moondancer
>Cheering is heard all around you
>People are going out of their minds
>Moondancer has her head down against the table
>She turns to you, sobbing
>Ha ha, fucker, cry motherfucker
"HA, BITCH! HA. IN YOUR FACE. EAT A DICK. YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD CHALLENGE THE CHAMP? YOU DISRESPECT ME IN MY HOUSE?"
>You spot Sunny out of the corner of your eye
>She's frowning and looking away
>"Twilight, why? Why do you hate me so much?"
>Wow you assumptuous little fag
>"Why wouldn't you just come to my party..."
"Y-You're being a real bummer, here. Just... Just let me have this."
>She turns away from you, sobbing into the tablecloth
>You turn to Sunny and see that she's getting up to leave
>But you won!
>Why would she...
>You know why, but still
>You look down at Moondancer and frown
"Look, I'm sorry, okay?"
>Moondancer shakes her head
>"No you're not. You never cared about me"
"Like you wouldn't be doing what I'm doing if you won! Like you wouldn't rub it in my face!"
>"I thought that, maybe if I b-beat you, you'd feel how I felt..."
"Why... Why would my 'life get ruined' over a card game?"
>"B-Because it was all you cared about! It was your life! I spent the last five years of my life becoming the best, to beat you!"
>What kind of autist logic is that?
>'Oh I beat you at a game, now I have my vengeance!'
>You spot Sunny standing, looking at you
>Trixie is holding onto her, trying to stop her from leaving
>Probably because Trixie thinks we're gonna play some fucking games after this
>Surrounded by fucking autists...
"Is this really about a fucking party?"
>Moondancer stands up, poling her finger into your chest
>"Maybe you don't know what it's like, having no friends, having people mock you. You were always the smartest one. The one everybody liked!"
>Revisionist history if you ever heard it
>"I wanted to be like you! I... And you just threw it all in my face. Don't you know what it feels like to be thrown away? It sucks..."
"W-What about Trixie?"
>"OH LIKE SHE COUNTS AS A FRIEND!"
>Moondancer begins crying
>You look around
>Even the awkward inhabitants of the shop are being weirded out
"Shouldn't have started a fight you couldn't finish. I don't need to apologize to you. You lost the apology when you lost the game."
>You hear Sunny scoff and begin walking out of the shop
>"I get it. I'm pathetic. I'll never be YOU. Go on and live your fucking perfect life!"
>It's really quiet now
"Come on, you guys were with me before, right? Suck it!... Nothing?"
>People shake their heads at you
>"Have a little grace, man."
"O-Oh shut up, you fucking dork. Go back to making out with your fat friend over there."
>Moondancer looks... absolutely pathetic
>This isn't your fault
>She might think it is, but it's HER fault for focusing on YOU
>Who holds a grudge for this long over nonsense?
>"Please just leave me alone."
"Look, I don't know. Want to play again? I'll apologize if you win?"
>Instead, Moondancer throws her cards to the ground
>They scatter along the floor of the shop
>"NO, I'M QUITTING!"
>"But you're the Regional Champ, you can't quit!"
>Moondancer rubs at her eyes and runs off
>People just stare at you silently
"Oh come on! You know, this... This is just what I get for being associated with this fucking game."
>Magic the Gathering is ruining your life
>THIS is exactly why you swore it off
>THIS kind of situation just fucking crops up
>You never should've started playing this fucking game
>At the very least, you know one thing
>YOU'RE STILL THE CHAMP
>Rusty as fuck and you can beat a Regional Champ
>If Moondancer is the kind of garbage that can win tournies now, it's good you got out when you did
>You decide to leave, the crowd jeering
>As you approach the exit, you can hear Moondancer sobbing, running out the door
>"What's wrong? What happened? Twilight?"
"She lost a card game."
>"Oh that girl, every time..."
>You quickly power walk out the door
>Fresh air, thank fuck
>You spot Trixie and Sunny on the sidewalk, walking home presumably
>You chase after them
>They probably can't hear you
>Man, running sucks
>You're out of breath, but you finally catch up to them
"What the... heck... guys... I was calling out for you!"
>Sunny turns to you and—
>"You know Twilight, I got suspended for you. I'm lucky I wasn't EXPELLED! Do you know what my school record looks like? Do you know how hard I've been trying to keep my record clean?"
"Hey, S-Sunny, c'mon..."
>"Don't Sunny me! Do you know what Anon said about you when you left? I... I'm not going to repeat it here, you know, I don't like that kind of language. But assholes get what's coming to them."
"Look, I'm really glad you did what you did, but I didn't force you to—"
>Sunny stomps her foot on the ground
>"Of course you didn't force me to! I did it because I wanted to! Because you were my FRIEND. Because I don't believe people should f... should bully people! Because I thought you were different!"
>Sunset walks towards you, and you take steps back
>Your legs begin to feel wobbly
>"And you know, I gave you the benefit of the doubt when I heard what you did to Trixie. Ever since I've hung out with her, she's only had good things to say about you! You know why? Because she considers you a FRIEND!"
"Y-You don't have to yell... W-What d-did I do?"
>"What did you—"
>Sunset pulls at her hair
>"Do you seriously think what you did in there was okay?"
"Okay, geez... Maybe I got a little overzealous with the victory celebrations. But it's not my fault Moondancer is a fucking crybaby."
>You flinch as Sunny raises a fist
>"Calm down... Calm down..."
>You can barely move
>You'd never really considered her intimidating
>But she is
>Sunny takes a deep breath and then smiles at you
>It feels... Eerie
>"Twilight, I care about you. But I don't think you care about anyone but yourself. Of all people, I'd have thought you would understand what Moondancer was going through."
"I-I do care about other people..."
>"The Twilight that I saw back there? She doesn't care about other people. She's the Twilight who talks behind people's backs, who ruins their mementos, who laughs in their faces, but can't handle it coming the other way."
"S-Sunny, I-I'm not really like that. I-I'm a good person. A-After you left, I-I apologized."
>She leans in, her face inches from yours, staring you in the eyes
>You both incredibly scared and also turned on
>"Wow. Well, now I can put liar on the list of things that you are, but I didn't think you were. What is it that you actually think of me, Twilight? Do you hate me too?"
>"How can I possibly believe th—"
>You lean in for the kiss
>You see Sunset's eyes flare up
>Your faces are touching
>You've never felt anything like this before
>Her hot breath on your face
>Her soft, supple lips on yours
>The death stare doesn't bode well, though
>You pull away
>Sunset's face is still frozen in some weird mix of anger and confusion
>You sort of stand around and kick at the ground
>This was the most amazing you've ever felt in your life
>And judging by Sunny's face
>It's also the last thing you'll have ever done
>"What exactly do you think you're doing... What the fuck was that?"
>Sunset seems completely frozen
"I-I don't know... But, I don't hate you."
>"God Twilight... God... I don't... You don't just..."
>It's like she's a machine confronting a paradox or some shit
"Also, Moondancer's dad said she cries whenever she loses, so—"
>"TWILIGHT, SHUT UP."
>You cower before Sunset
>You don't know why, but you're tearing up
>Fuck, this isn't how you thought this was going to go
>You won the game
>You get the girl, or whatever
>That's how that's supposed to go...
>Sunset grits her teeth
>"If I were you, this would be the part where I rub shit in your face, wouldn't it? But I'm not going to do that."
>"And stop crying."
>She mutters to herself and starts to calm down
>"I think you should go on ahead, because I'm not sure how calm I can be while you're still here."
>"And if you want to even dream about being friends again... You're going to have to apologize to Moondancer."
>"And we're never going to talk about this again, okay?"
"O-Okay. D-Does that mean you didn't li—"
>She clenches her fist
>You run away from Sunset in the direction of the game shop
>And away from your house
>You'll just... have to take the long way around
>Your list of friends is now zero
>And Sunset was going to punch you...
>All because of that fucking Moondancer
>Autists ruin everything...
>It's night by the time you return home
>You stopped crying a long time ago
>Though, your eyes still burn
>You burst through the door and drop your things to the ground
>"Twilight? Where in the world were you?! I—"
>Dad shrugs as you run past him
>Dashing into your room, you lock the door behind you and collapse on your bed
>No, fuck yourself
>God you're retarded
>You're the cringiest motherfucker ever born
>Why the FUCK did you kiss her
>It was awesome, to, you know, not be a kissless virgin
>Fuck, does this mean you can't be a wizard?
>FUCK, does that even matter, get a hold of yourself
>Couldn't you just humor Moondancer?
>Her fucking shit life wasn't your fault
>She shouldn't have gotten so attached to someone...
>You bury your face in your pillow
>Maybe you ARE an asshole...
>God your lungs hurt from crying
>You roll over to the edge of your bed and spot Spike on the floor below you
"C'mon Spike, I need you buddy..."
>You prod him in the sides
>He shakes himself, yipping in confusion
>Spike turns to look at you
>You pick him up and set him down in the bed next to you
"I'm the worst, aren't I, Spike?"
>Spike licks at your face
>You're not sure if that's a yes or no
>Moondancer... You have to apologize to her before Sunny's suspension is up
>You decide that you'll accompany Trixie back to the game shop at some point
>Hopefully you can stomach the pain of saying sorry to that sore loser
>Sure, you did a sort-of-shitty thing to her, but...
>It's not like her situation is your fault, though
>Maybe... Maybe you can try hanging out with the girls in the mean time
>Maybe Sunny will like you if you learn ho to talk to people
>You set your sights lower than usual
>'Oh Twilight, we enjoy talking to you and don't think you're stupid and ugly!'
>You pull Spike closer to your body
>'We're sorry for making fun of you all the time!'
>You don't dream that night
>Time for another great day, huh?
>Today, you will be normal
>But not a fucking normie
>You won't sink that low
>You look through your wardrobe
>Maybe if you didn't dress like a professor you'd fit in with people
>Not a lot to work with...
>For once you wish you had Rarity with you
>'You need a Winter look, darling. Something that says "I am above you, yet no better than you"'
>Or whatever fashion garbage she spouts
>Dedicating your life to clothes...
>Is that worse than being Trixie?
>Eh, no, just get dressed, Twilight
>You pick out something that you think looks cool
>Graphic T, your sole pair of skinny jeans (a gift from Rarity that you've never worn), open hoodie on top...
>It's hot outside, but fuck, you'll look cool, right?
>Your subdued shoe-style actually seems to look good with this
>And your hair...
>Fuck, just do something crazy
>That's cool, right?
>After you're done, you look in the mirror
>Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck
>This is going to be terrible, isn't it?
>You'll be a fucking laughing stock
>You look at the time
>Fuck fuck fuck
>You hurriedly throw your clothes off and put on your typical shit
>Close call, Twilight
>You run down the stairs, grab a pop-tart, toss it in your mouth and run
>You feel a bit like a sailor scout!
>Urk... Don't think things like that
>You get to school and calm yourself the fuck down
>Throughout the first few periods, people keep giving you weird looks
>Eventually, lunch time
>Do or Die Time
>"Woah. Nice hair, Egghead" Rainbow Dash says as you sit down
>She points at your head
>Your hair isn't in a bun, is it?
"Fuck... I-I didn't mean to—"
>"Nah man, it looks cool. Just, a little weird with the whole 'homely secretary' thing you've got goin' on. I like it."
>Anon scratches his chin
>"Looks a bit dyke-ish"
>Rainbow elbows him
>"Hey, I'm just kiddin'."
>The girls at the table chuckle
>You laugh too
>"MISS SPARKLE CAN LOVE WHOEVER SHE WISHES!"
>"IT DOESN'T MATTER IF MISS SPARKLE LIKES BOYS OR GIRLS!"
>WHY IS SHE SO LOUD?!
>DO YOU KILL HER?
>PLASTIC SILVERWARE WON'T DO THE JOB!
>WHAT DO YOU DO?
>You put your hand on Trixie's shoulder and laugh uneasily
"H-Ha ha, n-nice..."
>Just... Just laugh it off
>It's a joke!
>Anon leans in a bit and cracks a smile
>"Beggars can't be choosers, amiright? OW! Babe, you know I'm still bruised there..."
>Trixie opens her mouth
>You use your free hand to cover it
"Ha ha, o-o-okay, that's enough of that..."
>The girls look at you with slowly widening eyes
>Trixie turns to you with her usual confused smile
>"Egghead, if you're—"
>Your life is ruined
>You hide your face in your hands
>"Miss Sparkle kissed—"
>Trixie turns to you once more
>You shake your head, pleading with her
>Please realize shaking head and scared face means NO
>"Trixie is sorry... Trixie just didn't like people laughing at you..."
>The table is super awkward
>Anon's eyes dart to his sides, and he leans into the table
>"Well, hey, you kissed someone. I didn't think you had it in you!—FUCK. Dash, that's really startin' to—"
>"Then shut up?"
>You push your tray out from in front you and let your head rest on the table
>You wish you could wake up
>"Twilight, darling, it's okay. What happens at the table, stays at the table, right girls? Gossip is unbecoming of any proper lady."
>You lift your head up slightly and frown
>"Of course, Egghead. We're friends!"
"B-But I thought you g-guys... I thought you hated me?"
>"To be honest, Sugarcube, I don't like you. Ain't gon gossip 'bout you, though. Too busy on the farm."
>Rainbow glares at AJ
>"Look, Egghead, if we hated you, why would you be here?"
>Fluttershy looks at you, smiles, then looks back at her lap
>Pinkie doesn't seem to be paying attention to what's going
>"Oh, I totally won't tell anyone about this," Anon says with a smile
>The rest of lunch goes on much as usual
>You really don't get it
>Why do people like to just... talk about their lives?
>Who they're hanging out with?
>The most basic of shit
>You don't really find a time to chime in
>You've settled down, though
>Things went a lot better than you thought
>Still want to kill Trixie, but whatever
>She apparently gets a free pass for fucking everything
>You think back to your plans for the week
>Become friends with your "friends"
>Maybe the first item is possible
>Sunny has "friendship reports" apparently
>Probably to do with her anger issues or whatever
>Maybe you can do something like that
>Just, try to make friends...
>It sounds really stupid now that you think about it
>If you were the type to really have real friends
>You'd have 'em
>But, maybe the normies consider you a friend
>They see you and talk to you sometimes, which makes you "friends" in the eyes of a normie
>Does this mean you already have, like, seven friends?
>You steel yourself for conversation...
>The bell rings
>You stand up to leave and feel a tapping on your shoulder
>What's this pretend-NotNormie doing?
>"S-So, um, you're into the whole free love thing?"
>"Because, I, uh, h-have a friend who s-says I can bring friends with m-me if they're cool. You're cool, right?"
>"O-Okay. I-I'm sorry if this is, uh, random... I just got in trouble last time I brought someone, a-and I just want someone c-cool this time... Meet after school?"
>Fluttershy waves goodbye and walks off to class
>As much as hanging out with Fluttershy and her stuttering normie friends is success
>Just gotta be 'cool'
>Easy to be cool around Fluttershy
>Whatever that means
>If Fluttershy thinks you're cool, who're you to stop her from being retarded?
>Fuck, she's cooler than you...
>Now you can rise up the ladder!
>You let the rest of the school day pass by you quickly
>People give you weird looks
>Probably the hair
>Unlike all the other days, today REALLY IS the day!
>You'll become cool!
>'Oh Twilight, you're so cool! It makes us want to kill ourselves because we're not you!'
>'You have my permission to die, ants. Begin the mass sui—'
>The final bell rings
>"Twilight Sparkle? Can you come over here?"
>Fuck, what does the teacher want with you?
>"You told me you'd have your essay in today. Well?"
"O-Oh, s-s-sorry... I f-forgot."
>"Twilight, I can't keep giving you extensions. What you turn in is quality, but you never turn anything in!"
>"Look, I don't want to fail you again. You're the only kid I know who's been held back as many grades as they skipped. You have a lot of potential, Twilight! You just have to do the work."
>You bow your head
>"I want that paper turned in online by class tomorrow, okay?"
>That ruined your mood
>You don't want to think about school
>Dad and Shining are always on your case about your future
>Shitposting is your future
>You don't really like doing anything else...
>Can't imagine yourself with a job
>'Hey, do this for forty to fifty years, then retire and die'
>You head over to Fluttershy's locker
>"Oh dear, you don't look good."
"Eh, it's okay."
>"Don't worry, my friend has stuff that'll make you feel better! Please be cool."
>Of course you'll be cool
>And this stuff better not be 'cat hugs' or some gay ass shit
>You follow Fluttershy, walking to what seems to be the shitty part of town...
"W-Why are we coming here?"
>"Don't worry Twilight. You said you were going to be cool, right?"
"Yeah... So, who's your friend."
>"Her name is Treehugger. She's in college!"
>That is cool
>Okay, you better not fuck this up, Twilight
>Eventually, the two of you approach a shitty apartment
>You make your way up a dank staircase
>Fluttershy knocks on one of the doors in the hall
>This place creeps you out
>You've never really been out of your small part of the suburbs
>The door eventually opens up
>Dreadlocks, bandanna, tattoos...
>And she's friends with Fluttershy?
>She smells weird, too
>"Ah, Fluttershy! Your aura is looking righteous today. Oh, and who's your friend? This isn't like that last guy, is it?"
>"That's Twilight Sparkle. She's cool."
>"Namaste, my little spark bug. Nice hair."
"Th-Thanks. Y-You too..."
>"Come in, come in. Me casa, es su casa, man."
>Fluttershy walks in, and you follow behind her
>Treehugger's apartment is pretty cramped
>Messy and disorganized, too
>Lots of stuff all over the place
>Treehugger and Fluttershy sit down on a couch next to each other
>You take a seat on a chair near them
>There's a table in front of you
>There's rubber tubing for some reason
>"So, I baked you guys up some snacks, want some?"
>You nod too
>"Treehugger's special recipe."
>She hands you one
>You sort of watch as Fluttershy and Treehugger eat theirs
>Fluttershy gives you a glare
>"Be cool, man."
>What's so fucking cool about eating pastries or whatever?
>You take a bite
>Hm, tastes weird
>"So, spark bug, how do you know this little thing?"
>She puts her arm around Fluttershy and kind of shakes her
"Uh, w-we're friends... At school..."
>"Don't worry, she told me she's cool."
>"Hey Flutters, cool ain't everythin'. Spark bug will be, who she is. You know?"
>You take another cupcake
"These things are pretty good."
>"Be careful. They're pretty strong, spark bug. Or eat as many as you like. You make your own destiny, man."
>Eventually, you eat like half of what she'd baked
>Treehugger grins at you
>"Damn. You're adventurous, aren't you? I mean, I put a lot in there."
"A lot of what?"
>Your eyes widen and your heart starts to race
"A-Am I high right now?!"
>You don't feel different
>"You've got, like, twenty minutes to go. You're fine, spark bug. It's just pot cupcakes, you know? Just don't fight it."
>You look over to Fluttershy, snuggling against Treehugger
>Treehugger's hand is on her thigh
>WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU GET YOURSELF INTO?
"I'VE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE!"
>You're freaking the fuck out, man!
>Game over, man!
>Treehugger sits down next to you and puts her arm around you
>"If you're a little green, that's fine. Just don't be so nervous."
>You're not sure you're okay with the way she's rubbing your shoulder
"D-Do you have something to drink?"
>"Got some punch in the kitchen, but—"
>You quickly get up and bolt for the kitchen
>Need to wash this down
>Fuck, what is this going to be like?
>Fuck, you're so fucked
>What the fuck
>Of all the ones who'd be doing drugs...
>Okay, well, she makes sense, but still!
>You thought you were going to be going to a petting zoo or something
>Not a heavy petting zoo! (heyo)
>You spot the punch in a pitcher
>There are plastic cups, so you poor some in and glug that shit down
>Tastes pretty good
>"H-Hey, Twiight! Can you get me some too?"
>You pour yourself another cup, and one for Fluttershy
>Just calm the fuck down
>"Hey, spark bug, sit down with us. Don't be such a stranger, man."
>Treehugger pulls on your arm and brings you down onto the couch, her arms around you and Fluttershy
>You awkwardly sip from your cup
>"Can I have some?"
>You decide to let her drink
>"Mm. Can't wait till this stuff hits in."
>She doesn't say anything
>Fluttershy and Treehugger just giggle
>Don't freak out
>Maybe it's just more weed or something
>Like that's so great
>Oh god, oh fuck, oh god, oh fuck
>You're fucking shaking
>You're going to die
>"Spark bug, settle down man. You're gonna fuck with your high. Cleanse your aura, man."
>You place your cup on the table
"W-What's in the punch."
>"And some E. OH, and put some of that left over stuff from your friend in it too, Fluttershy."
"W-What's gonna happen?"
>Treehugger laughs and rubs your back
>"We're gonna get so totally fucked, man."
>Treehugger starts rubbing your back
>She pulls you close against her, and you feel your chest flutter
>Throat's dry as fuck despite all the punch...
>You feel your heart racing in your chest
>FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
>You're going to die
>YOU'RE GOING TO DIE
>You KNOW you're going to die
>You start making a low whine
>Fluttershy leans over
>WHY IS SHE LOOKING AT YOU LIKE THAT
>"The high's taken her, little one. Spark bug is on her own, now."
>WHAT THE FUCK IS IN YOU RIGHT NOW?
>You stand up from the couch and begin pacing
>You can feel your heart beating in your skull
>And you itch
>You rub at your face, wiping away tears
"I... I have to get out of here!"
>Treehugger tries to stop you
>You feel her grab onto your arm
>"Spark bug! You're way too fucked up to leave!"
"LET ME OUT. I'M GONNA DIE! OH MY GOD, I'M DYING! HELP!"
>You know that if you don't get out of here you WILL die
>"Twilight! Treehugger, I'm so sorry, I thought she was cool! I'M SORRY DON'T HATE ME!"
>"Guys, settle down!"
>You start biting at your arm
>Need to get out
>"Spark bug, stop flailing! Just let it happen, man!"
>You turn back to face Treehugger and—
>You touch her face with your hands all over
>Why is she a horse
>Are you a horse?
>You look at your hands
>They are hands
>You're on the floor now
>The horses circle you in the sky
>Don't move and they can't see you
>Can't move if you don't move so you're safe
"I'm a pretty princess~"
>"I think spark bug's calmed down... Phew."
>You roll around
>You're so turned on right now
>You roll over forever
>There's a yellow horse
>It's like looking at the sun
>It giggles and you watch the giggle come out of its mouth
>You spread your wings and move to pet the horse
>The world seems to move around you
>You didn't know it before, but you've always known you'd needed to make out with a horse
>Somehow, you find yourself on top of the yellow thing
>You close your eyes
>Shit's too bright for you
>And it was trying to crawl in your pupils
>Your whole body tingles
>Feeling your skin against more skin is, like, crazy
>You dare to open your eyes
"WHERE'D THE HORSE GO?"
>You and Fluttershy are on the floor which smells of chocolate
>Turning your head, you see Treehugger drinking more punch
>You stare really hard at the punch, trying to get it to you
>"Want more, spark bug?"
"My magic isn't working."
>Her laughter rings in your ears
>You cover your ears but you still hear it
>You turn back to Fluttershy
>She's a horse now
>You also spot your clothes off to the side
>Another body presses itself against the two of you
>It feels like you're floating in space
"This is amazing..."
>You take a deep breath
>You can breath in space
>You hear a lot of moaning
>Oh fuck it's your own voice
>Holy shit where are you
>You can't move, but you see yourself moving
>It feels like you should be melting right now
>Like an extreme case of spaghetti legs
>But all of you
>Treehugger still smells weird
>Her mouth tastes weird
>Forever passes by really, really fast
>You eventually come to on the floor
>Your head hurts and you feel jittery
>Treehugger and Fluttershy are naked
"Oh my God."
>Treehugger puts her arm around you and pecks you on the lips
>"Have a good trip, spark bug?"
"I-I didn't go anywhere..."
>She laughs and you blush
>You jaw is quivering and there's a weird taste on your tongue that isn't punch
>You look at Fluttershy and back to Treehugger
>It makes you feel self-conscious
"A-Am I still a virgin?"
>"You were a virgin?"
>You stare at the ceiling
>What the fuck
>Well, this was the scariest day of your life
>And it was also pretty awesome
>You liked the horse
>Does this mean you're a normie now?
>"You know spark bug, you gotta let you be you. You gotta a lotta love in your heart."
>She pokes your chest
"Th-The heart is actually a little closer to the center of the chest, near the st-sternum—"
>"Don't harsh the aura, spark bug."
>Well, now what?
>Do you just...
>You can barely move
>How can you be so exhausted?
>You just had sex with people you hardly know at all
>Not a virgin anymore?
>Maybe you can be cool, now
>But you're still you, virgin or not
>So, even if you're not a handholdless, kissless virgin anymore
>It doesn't feel like this will solve all your problems
>Man, it doesn't even feel like what happened, happened
>You were expecting, like, a walk in the park
>Dogs and shit
>Treehugger stands up and stretches
>She walks out of sight, into the kitchen, you assume
>Fluttershy twirls her finger in your hair
>"So what happened on your trip?"
"Well, you were a horse... and I felt like I was floating around the whole time..."
>You recount what you remember, which is more than you thought you would
>Just had to think about it a little harder
>"Flutters, spark bug, thinkin' of hangin' again next week?"
"I-I don't know..."
>You're not sure you want this to be a regular thing
>Treehugger walks back into view, naked as the day she was born
>"Want to bring something for the road?"
>You pick yourself up off the floor and begin getting dressed
"N-No... It's okay..."
>"Whatever floats your boat. I'm proud of you for conquering that high, spark bug. Really righteous stuff. I was almost afraid you were gonna overdose on the juice, y'know?"
>You start freaking out again
>Fluttershy stands and gets dressed next to you
>"Be careful on the way home, little ones. Namaste."
>"Keep that aura clean, spark bug."
>Still feel jittery as fuck
>You follow Fluttershy, the two of you leaving the building
>It's pretty late
>Moon looks nice
>God, you're so lost in this place
>You wish the walk wasn't so long
>"Hey, uh, Twilight. I'm gonna go hang out with, uh, another friend of mine... Do you think you could make it home by yourself?"
"U-Uh, I-I don't know..."
>"You have a smart phone, don't you?"
>"So you'll be okay, right?"
>"Oh, thank you so much Twilight. This is really important to me."
>She hugs you and kisses you on the lips
>"Thanks for being cool."
>You watch as she leaves
>If you have sex with a Stacy, are you a Stacy?
>Are you dating?
>Or do weirdo hippies just do it with whoever?
>Fuck, don't think too hard about it, Twilight
>You'll just bum yourself out
>You pull your phone out of your pocket
>Fuck, where did she go
>Fuck fuck fuck
>Now you're actually going to die
>You're going to die
>YOU'RE GOING TO DIE
>You're going to be homeless now, fuck
>D-Do you try to find Fluttershy?
>Or try to find your way home?
>Maybe you can remember where Treehugger lives
>Why did you have to be so bad at directions!
>Your dad could be here, not know where he is, and still be all 'well these roads go north and south, so I know BLAH BLAH BLAH'
>You've never liked cities at night
>Scary as fuck
>Your whole body is shaking
>Still have some sort of residual buzz
>Just breath, Twilight
>Everything looks like a dark alley here, even the streets
>Why would anyone live here?
>Maybe you could try and contact the police somehow...
>Like that would go well
>You probably reek of drugs
>Maybe a taxi?
>Don't even know your fucking address
>Should've memorized that shit
>But you put it in your phone, so you didn't have to...
>You could find your way home from places you know, but...
>You jump at the sound of some nearby rustling
"Just a stray cat. Get a hold of yourself, Twilight."
>Looking for Fluttershy would be suicide
>The road she went down looks even scarier than where you'd come from
>Could you remember your way back to Treehugger's?
>There weren't that many turns
>Maybe she could give you a ride...
>You head back the way you came, eyes darting about your surroundings
>Once you reach a familiar building, you turn
>Okay, this makes sense
>You spot a cop car on patrol and shirk away from it
>Yeah, like that doesn't look suspicious
>Just be cool
>It passes by and you breath a sigh of relief
>After thinking you were lost, you finally stumble upon the apartment again
>You're sure this is the right place
>You run inside, up the stairs, and knock hurriedly on Treehugger's door
>"Woah, spark bug, what're you doin' here?"
"F-Fluttershy left me and I got lost..."
>"Bummer. C'mon in, man. You can crash here if you want."
>You nod and enter her apartment
>You're glad to see a familiar face, even if it's one you hardly know
>To your surprise, you don't notice much "drug smell"
"I-I was actually hoping y-you could give me a ride home..."
>Treehugger exhales deeply and rubs her chin
>"Sure. Sure, I guess. Like, right now?"
>You nod and she sighs
>"Okay spark bug, I'll drive you home."
>She walks over to the table and plucks a cupcake off of it
>"Sure you don't want this?"
>Well, maybe it would hurt too much
>You reach out for the cupcake and put it in your backpack
>You'll probably just end up throwing it away anyways
>"No problemo, spark bug. So, where is that you live?"
"Uh, I live near Canterlot High School... I-I don't know my address..."
>Treehugger pats you on the back
>"It's okay, man. Sometimes I forget where I live, too. C'mon."
>You nod, hanging your head
>At least Treehugger is weird enough where this isn't too embarrassing
>You feel yourself being jerked into another hug
>"Don't look so gloomy, spark bug. Treehugger's got you covered. I'm great at driving high."
>You weren't really worried about that but you are now
>Treehugger takes you down back onto the street
>"Ta da! Ain't she a beaut?"
>You didn't know cars could get this rusty
>Looks really old
>You don't know what make or model it is because cars are dumb
"It's, uh, it's cool."
>You wonder if this rust bucket is even street legal
>You jump in the passenger side
>It reeks of drugs in here
>This thing's probably seen a lot of use, you guess
>"So I'll just head over to the school, and you point me along from there. Sound good?"
"Yup. I-I just wanted to say thanks again..."
>"Don't needa thank me, spark bug. We're friends!"
>She pats you on shoulder
>Treehugger starts the car and heads off
>Not more than three minutes later you hear the telltale "WEE WOO" of a cop car
>"Don't worry. I don't keep shit in the car," Treehugger says as she pulls over
>Oh wait, fuck
>"OH FUCK, SPARK BUG."
>Can cops search your bag if your car smells like every drug known to man?
>Oh fuck, you don't know
>Without thinking, you scurry into your backpack and pull out the cupcake
>You shove the whole thing in your mouth and scarf it down
>You watch as the officer approaches
>Treehugger rolls her window down
>"Your real tail light is—fuck, not you again."
>"Am I being detained?"
>Oh fuck no
>Just... Just don't do anything, Twilight
>Treehugger has this, right?
>You're not super confident, but...
>Put on your cool face
>"Look, I just need to see your license and registration. Promise you'll change the light. Don't give me reason to do anything more."
>"People don't need a license to live, man. Not in a free country."
>The officer shrugs
>"Well, they do need one to drive. Do you want me to bring you in? God, it's so late. I hate dealing with you kids... And you, with the red eyes, let me guess, allergies?"
>You point to yourself and he nods
"I-I-I'm just trying to get home..."
>"I don't want to be the bad guy here. Just show me your license and registration. I know you have one. I'm sick and tired of you—"
>"Am I being detained? I would like you to call for backup. Am I being detained?"
>He throws his hands up in the air
>"Fuck it. Fuck this. Get out of here. Next time you get pulled over, and you don't get lucky enough to have it be me, you're probably going to jail. Just so you know."
>Treehugger rolls up her window and pulls away
>You turn around and spot the officer shaking head
>Skeleton shift probably sucks, you guess
>"Pigs, man. This place is a fascist police state, spark bug. Cops are bad news. All got that same grey aura about them."
"M-My brother's an officer..."
>Treehugger looks at you quizzically
>"Well I'm glad it didn't rub off on you, spark bug. You're cool. I get chill vibes from you."
>You're also kind of starving
>You haven't eaten anything but these cupcakes since lunch...
>Fuck, you didn't even need to eat that cupcake
>Just don't worry about it
>Otherwise you'll go crazy again
>You don't say much on the car ride home
>Treehugger just sort of talks about stuff to you and you nod
>She's apparently an environmentalist, like Fluttershy
>Doesn't surprise you
>You can feel the cupcakes kick in
>It's really starting to hit you by the time Treehugger pulls up to your house
>"Well little spark bug, here you are. Home sweet home."
>You unbuckle yourself and just sit there in Treehugger's car
>She leans over and cocks her head at you
>"This is your house, right?"
>You feel your heart beating in your chest
>Looking at your house, realize you've never really taken a good look at it before
>"Spark bug, it's not my place to tell other what to do with their lives. But I kinda want to go home."
>She pecks her lips on your forehead
>"Sayonara, my little friend. Fluttershy can probably give you my number if you wanna hang again."
>You hop out of the car and wave goodbye
>It's really late
>Maybe your dad is asleep
>If not, just be cool
>You open the door and put your stuff on the ground
>Take off your shoes
>Your dad rushes up to you
>"Where the HELL were you? I was—What's that smell?"
>"Twilight. Where the hell were you?"
"Hanging out with some friends, that's all."
>"Jesus, Twilight. You've been staying out a lot more often. And at first I was happy that you were finally leaving the house, but for this? Are you doing drugs?"
"Pffffff nahhhhhhhh. Does that seem like me?"
>"Is this why your grades keep slipping? Have you been doing this stuff behind my back?"
"Dad, I'm fine. It's nothing, okay?"
>"What am I going to do with you... We'll talk about this in the morning, okay?"
>Time for sleep
>Oh wait, the paper
>Time for sleep
>You wake up in the morning feeling pretty decent
>Then you remember last night
>You're not sure how to feel about it
>You've entered into normiehood
>Fluttershy left you to die
>Fuck her that selfish bitch
>But you also got to fly through space and have sex
>Does this mean people will like you now?
>How do normies even know other normies aren't virgins?
>Do they talk about that shit?
>Not looking forward to talking with your dad
>Could probably run out the door pretty fast
>Should you actually try wearing something different today?
>One step at a time
>You do your hair in the bun
>You give Spike a good-luck rub and head out
>You were forgetting something
>You run down the stairs, grab a pop-tart, and run out the door
>You're going to put dealing with that off as long as possible
>Once you get to school, you brim with new energy
>Things are going your way, right?
>People give you weird looks
>Is it because of your confidence?
>You'll show them
>You can be cool
>You were cool all day yesterday
>Except for the part where you thought you were going to die
>Anon is by your locker once you get there
>"Hey, Sparkle. Lesbian hair cut not doing it for you?"
>"Ha, just kiddin' man. Have a good day."
>As you walk the halls to your first class, you see people whispering as you pass
>You're not sure you like this
>The first class passes uneasily
>During passing time, someone shoots you a weird grin as they walk by
>As the next class begins, someone leans in your direction
>"So, are you actually doing it with Trixie?"
>"Isn't she, like, retarded?"
"I-I-I'm n-not 'doing it' with her! Th-That's a lie! Trixie is disgusting!"
>People near you snicker
"It—It's not true!"
>"Dude, everyone's heard already," someone whispers
>The teacher is at the front of the class, writing on the board
>Maybe you should tell on them...
>Who are you fucking kidding
>You grit your teeth
>You're a grown adult
>You're not going to cry just because people are teasing you
>"Isn't that like rape or something with someone like that? That's pretty sick, Twilight."
"IT'S NOT TRUE."
>The teacher turns around
>"Miss Sparkle, I would be happy if you refrained from outbursts in my classroom."
>"Was there something you wanted to tell the class?"
>The kids near you laugh
>You clench your fist, trying to keep yourself calm
"N-N-No... I-I'm sorry."
>The teacher shrugs and turns back around
>"So you like preying on the special ed kids, huh?"
>"Dotted Line, shut up. You know that rumor can't be true."
>Oh, that's nice of—
>"She's never going to have sex as long as she lives. Not even with Trixie."
"I-I'm not a virgin..."
>The people around you laugh a lot harder at that
>"Okay, you're not convincing anyone, Spergle."
>Don't tear up
>Don't tear up
>Don't you fucking do it
"I'm not, though, I swear! I'm cool!"
>People laugh even harder
>You don't notice the teacher turn around again, a much angrier scowl on her face
>"Miss Sparkle, what is it that you—"
"I'M NOT A VIRGIN!"
>All eyes are on you
>The teacher is just shaking his head
>People are stifling laughter around you
>Some are on their phones, probably texting this out to people...
>"Twilight, if you're going to be disruptive, then get out of my class."
>You sullenly pick up your things and try to leave without crying
>What's the point?
>No matter how hard you try, nothing ever goes your way
>You lost your virginity, and normies still hate you...
>What's the point?
>Why the FUCK do you have to be associated with her?
>Why can't you stop crying?
>At least no one is around
>You have a good ten minutes before passing time
>Hopefully you can stop by then...
>How are you supposed to deal with this shit?
>You don't have any real friends...
>Sunny hates you
>Treehugger was probably so high she's forgotten you existed
>You've made no progress
>There's no point to you
>You're just broken
>Consumed by your idiocy, you barely notice the bell ringing for the next class
>Wipe away the tears, Twilight...
>"Woah, Twilight, what's wrong?"
>You rub your face
"It's terrible... Everyone's saying Trixie and I..."
>"Ouch. I can't believe a rumor like that would catch on. Everyone knows you're a virgin!"
>Anon furrows his brow
>M-Maybe he'll think you're cool now?
>"Did you lose it with a guy or a girl? I don't care, I'm just curious."
>"HA! I KNEW IT!"
>He jumps in the air
>Anon then shakes your hand
>"I just won a bet, thank you."
>"Maybe we can go chick hunting some time. But I'm not into special ed kids, just so you know."
>Your head droops
>He laughs at his joke
>"You know I'm just kidding. Oh wow, c'mon, don't get worked up over this kind of shit. Toughen up, sheesh. It's just a joke. Anyways, see ya at lunch. OH HEY BRAD, GUESS WHO WON THE BET."
>As he leaves, you hear him call you 'Dykelight Dykle'
>Which isn't very creative
>But it still makes you want to kill yourself
>You're just going to walk home
>Oh wait, your dad is waiting there with a fucking intervention
>What the fuck are you supposed to do?
>Does it even matter?
>This is the universe's way of telling you you shouldn't have even tried
>Not everyone was born to be happy
>You decide you'll go hide in the nook behind the stairwell until school's over
>Been a while since you've done that
>Good memories, huh?
>The halls are quiet
>You drag your feet as you walk
>Not enough energy to really do anything
>Just make it to the stairwell and collapse for a few hours
>Cry where people won't see you
>What a fucking asshole
>Why did you even like him...
>All he ever did was shit on you
>Tell you it was just a joke
>It wasn't so funny to you
>That's what everyone tells you
>'just lighten up'
>'it's just a joke'
>'oh my god she's crying'
>This is why you retreated onto your computer
>This is why you stopped... trying
>Your dad says you were really outgoing when you young
>You hardly remember anything from back then
>It's hard to remember a time before you gave up
>And you started to try again, for what?
>To be popular?
>Ree—oh fuck it
>All you wanted were some friends
>All you wanted was for people to just not give you shit
>Why is that too much to ask?
>Not like it matters
>As you approach the stairwell, you hear sobbing
>And it's not you
>You peek around the corner and spot Trixie huddled on the floor
>Immediately, anger floods your body
>Years of this
>Years of being linked to this mentally impaired piece of shit
>Just clinging onto you
>Sucking the life out of you like a fucking parasite
>A black hole whose event horizon you passed through long ago
>She's fucking crying now?
>You'll fucking give her something to cry about
>She ruined your fucking LIFE
>She turns to look at you, her face wet with tears
>Trixie doesn't say anything, and looks back down into her lap
>She's holding something
"What the fuck is that?"
>You try to put some anger in your voice through the hiccups
>"Th-They ruined Trixie's cape... Dad said this was supposed to be the one Trixie used when she became famous..."
>God, fuck your dad!
>Despite your better judgement, you sit down next to her
>"Trixie is sorry... Trixie only ever wants to help... Something is wrong with her..."
>You wipe away your tears
>She wipes away hers
>You look at her stupid fucking face
>The face that has haunted you your whole fucking life
>All the hate, the years of torment and embarrassment...
>Trixie always playing the fucking fool
>You've been beat up because of her
"Trixie. I hate you."
>You clench your teeth
>You can hardly see through your tears
>"Trixie hates Trixie, too, Miss Sparkle."
"Stop apologizing to me!"
>"T-Trixie is sorry..."
>You think about hitting her
>Why the fuck is she apologizing
>No one is around to make you look like the villain this time
>"Trixie is very sorry for all the things people do to you because of me... Trixie has been selfish. Miss Sparkle was the only one who ever... Who ever talked to me."
>You lean against the wall behind you
>"Trixie sometimes... Sometimes she wishes she went where dad went... Sometimes she wonders why she was okay but he wasn't..."
"You were there?"
>She nods tearfully
>You're startled as she wraps her arms around you
>"Miss Sparkle. Trixie is sorry for everything."
"Stop apologizing... What have I ever done for you?"
>"You were there for Trixie..."
>Not because you wanted to be
>Just because you had to
>Because you're a fucking beta
>Because you're a fucking loser
>It wasn't even pity
>You did the bare minimum
>You fucking made fun of her
>You fucked around with her
>She never let go of you no matter what
>She fucking liked you
>They must've been shittier to her than you ever were
>You don't even know how that would be possible
>You reach down and pick up her tattered cape
"Why would anyone do this?"
>"T-Trixie was trying to make people stop joking about you... And they took dad's hat..."
"You know what Trixie? Fuck those people. Fuck people who give you shit. Fuck me."
"I've been a shitty friend to you."
>Tears stream down your face as you give Trixie a smile
>You pull her into a hug for the first time in all the years you've known her
>"Trixie is sorry..."
"It's okay, Trixie. You don't have to be sorry."
>You breath a sigh of relief
>It feels as though a lot of weight has been lifted off your chest
>Fuck people if they're going to make fun of you over Trixie
>Is that what you want to do?
>Just try to ignore it?
>You used to be sort-of happy back when you were a sperg...
>Playing tabletop games
>Playing video games
>Enjoying things and not just shitting over everything on the internet
>Not to say you're suddenly going to start enjoying Trixie's company, but...
>Just fuck normies
>This is what 'fuck normies' should mean, isn't it?
>Fuck their opinions
>Fuck their stupid rumors
>Fuck their hierarchy
>People like that can go fuck themselves
>People who actually like you, that's what you should care about
>Not just being cool
>'oh Twilight, don't you want to be like us? All you have to do is be yourself!'
>'*BLAP* *BLAP* *BLAP*'
>Not that you would ever actually do that
"I think Lunch is probably going on right now. Want to go see our friends?"
>You rub your shirt against your face and take a deep breath
>If people are going to make fun of you, fuck it
>Just try not to care...
>If you can
>Maybe you won't be popular
>But you can still try and have a life, right?
>Yeah, you can do this, Twilight!
>Trixie might drag you down a bit, but it's not all her fault she's a total sperg
>Heck, maybe if you stop trying...
>You'll actually find yourself popular
>You smile as you head to the cafeteria
>As you get to the cafeteria, you see lunch has only been going on for a few minutes now
>There are a few snickers to be heard around you
>People whispering shit like 'look at the love birds!' while you wait in line
>Normies being normies doesn't matter
>You can handle this now
>Trixie starts to sniffle
"It's fine. Chin up, Trixie."
>You pull her into a one-armed hug and pat her on the back
>Some retards laugh
>You pick up your food and head to the girls' table
>All the usual people are there, except Sunny of course
>Once Dash spots you, she gives you a look of disappointment
>"What happened to the hair, Egghead?"
>You take your seat along with Trixie
"I-I decided against it today..."
>It must look like you've been crying
>The girls are looking at you and Trixie with varying degrees of concern
>Anon rolls his eyes
"S-So, you guys heard about..."
>They all nod
>"It's terrible, darling! Why anyone would stoop to such lows... Rumors are the currency of the lower class. Not that I have anything against the poor, mind you. I mean, um, morally."
>"I-It really s-sucks, Twilight... I know w-what it's like to have people spread rumors about you..."
>Woah, that's like, the first time Fluttershy's said anything at the table
>You'd expected that it would coincide with hell freezing over when she opened her Stacy mouth
>But you find yourself giving her a small smile and a nod instead
>Even if the rumors about her doing older dudes was probably true anyways
>"Egghead, if I find out who did this, I swear..."
>"C'mon babe, violence ain't the answer. You're all getting so worked up over a fucking joke. People spread rumors about everyone. It's part of the high school experience."
"It's weird that rumor started right after some... stuff... came to light at the table, isn't it?"
>Anon crosses his arms
>"What exactly are you saying, Sparkle? I didn't do this. Why would I waste my time talking to people about you? No offense."
"I-I don't know, but then who else was it! Did one of you tell people about what Trixie said?"
>Various sorts of 'of course not!'s and 'cross my heart, hope to fly's rang out
>Everyone at the table turns to Anon
>"I'm offended you think of me like this. Me, someone who's been completely nice to you since I'd met you! You just don't know how to take a joke is all."
>Nice to you?!
>Can't just play everything off as a fucking joke
"W-W-Well who did it then?"
>Applejack leans across the table to look at Anon
>"Boy, you're gon hafta be a lot more convincin' than that."
>"The truth is the truth. The lesbian rumors have been floating around for a while."
>Now, you scoff
"That's as evasive a non-answer as you can get! The truth could be that you started the rumor!"
>"This is why people don't like you, Sparkle. They say shit and then you just tear into them. You know, you're a real dick sometimes."
"M-M-ME?! Y-Y-You're the o-one who m-made a bet with Brad a-about it!"
>Anon grunts as Rainbow elbows him in the side
>"Babe, please... My body still hurts... And yeah, so what? It was a fun bet between me and a friend. It had nothing to do with your fucking girlfriend."
>You feel your eyes begin to water but push them back
"SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND. I s-s-swear..."
>The girls gasp
>"Oh give me a fucking break. I've been nothing but nice to this purple dyke, but accusing me of spreading a rumor? About HER? I'm too busy!"
>"Pff, I know what yer busy with..."
>The time for 'fuck what normies say' is over
"D-Do you know h-how much all the sh-shit you've given me has hurt?!"
>Trixie has been awfully quiet
"C'mon Trixie, tell 'em what they did to you! Because of Anon!"
>Trixie looks up at you
>"It might be Trixie's fault, Miss Sparkle..."
>You think back
>'MISS SPARKLE CAN LOVE WHOEVER SHE WISHES'
>Would she... Would she be autistic enough to have said this in her classes?
>"Trixie heard people saying mean things about you..."
>"Trixie thought she should defend you..."
>"Trixie is sorry, Miss Sparkle..."
>REMEMBER FORGIVENESS, TWILIGHT
>Anon bursts out laughing
>"Th-This shit is amazing. Oh my god, I'm actually... Actually going to die laughing! OW, BABE, OW, STOP"
"Trixie... What did you say to people?"
>"I-I'm sorry, Miss Sparkle. But don't worry—"
>FUC—calm down, Twilight
>"Trixie didn't tell anyone about Miss Shimmer."
>At that, the girls gasped, staring at you with saucer-sized eyes
>Anon bangs on the table, still laughing
>"I KNEW IT! HA! OH MY GOD, I'M AMAZING AT THIS—OW, OW, STOP! Brad owes me... owes me like a hundred bucks now! HA!"
>"Oh... Trixie made a mistake again... Sorry, Miss Sparkle."
>You stare at her
>The old hatred
>It begins flooding back into you
>Trixie is the reason you're uncool
>You could've been popular
>Things were going your fucking way
>THINGS WERE GOING YOUR FUCKING WAY
>"C'mon, Egghead... You can't be too mad at her over—"
"Can't be mad? Can't be mad?! Why, because she has fucking Asperger's?"
>You slam your fist on the table
>Trixie begins the waterworks beside you
>"T-Trixie is sorry she was born the way she was..."
>She's crying now
>You should feel good about her suffering!
>But... For some reason you don't
"Trixie... It's fine. Whatever. What you did is retarded, but, ugh, fuck the normies. You didn't make fun of me. Normies are the ones who ruined your dad's cape and shit..."
"It's an internet thing, Rainbow..."
>Trixie hugs you
>You don't hug back
>But you don't, like, kill her or anything, so, there's that
>What's the fucker want now?
>You stare at him
>"Don't you think you owe someone an apology, 'Miss Sparkle'?"
>Anon places his hand on his chest
>"I'm taken aback, Twilight. You accuse me of being a huge asshole, won't forgive me, but you WILL forgive Trixie?"
"You're still a huge asshole... You always make fun of me and—"
>"Twilight! They're called jokes! Can you just admit that you got me beaten up over a joke, one Rainbow tol—OW—, and that you are sorry for accusing me of starting a rumor about you?"
>The girls turn their eyes to you
"Do you want me to just 's-s-say' sorry? B-Because I'm not sorry, but I can lie."
>"I think someone needs to do some growing up."
"Why do you even date this guy?!"
>"I'm not sure, Egghead..."
>"It's the huge penis."
>Rainbow blushes and elbows him
>"Okay, it's the amazing sense of humor, great bod, AND huge peni—AGH, ow, Rainbow, I've told you that's bruised."
>You cross your arms
>He should apologize to YOU
>He wouldn't, anyways
>Things quiet down
>"So... Twilight, darling... Are you and Sunset, you know..."
>"You can be honest with us—"
"It's... We're not on friendly terms right now... I got her real mad at me..."
>"And she didn't beat you up? You're lucky."
>Oh shut up
>"So, Sugarcube, what happened, then? We haven't seen much 'o her since she was suspended."
"Well, I was playing a high-stakes game of Magic the Gathering—"
>Anon and the girls burst out laughing
>"S-Sorry, Egghead. That's just... G-Go o-on... ha... HA, I'm sorry, please..."
"I-I-I was playing Magic the Gathering, a-and it was, you know, r-really intense—"
"—and this girl though I ruined her life, so she challenged me to the game, and I destroyed her and maybe took my victory celebration a little far.. Sunny got mad. Then when she was yelling at me, I kissed her for some reason."
>"Wait, so, you kissed her while she was yellin' at you? Sugarcube, that don't make a lick 'o sense."
"W-Well, I-I-I was scared and didn't know what to do..."
>"I'm scared of spiders. They put me into a fucking kissing frenzy—OW, worth it."
>"Do you, um, like her?"
"I-I-I... I'm not comfortable talking about this."
>Rarity reaches out across the table and takes your hand
>"We're okay with whoever you are, darling. Don't feel bad."
>Attention is bad, regardless of intention
>And telling you not to feel bad about it just makes you feel more self-conscious
>Sighing, you nod at Rarity
>Anon rubs his chin
>"Wait... So you only kissed her?"
"What's it matter?"
>"Well, I just assumed... That was part of my bet with Brad."
>"I thought you said you lost your virginity. It wasn't to Sunset?"
>"Whaaaaat?! Egghead, you... what?! No way!"
"I-Is it really so crazy?"
>"Hey, I'm not making fun of you, that's awesome!"
>"Losing one's virginity is not 'awesome'."
>AJ chuckles and rolls her eyes
>"Yeh, well, havin' a 6-month trial period for boyfriends is silly, and somethin' only you could come up with, 'darlin''"
>"I'M SAVING MYSELF."
>She can't be a virgin
>Sh-She's a slut, right?
>Are you a Stacy?
>How does normieness even fucking work
>You're pretty sure Rarity's still a million times more normie than you
>Anon puts his head in his hands
>"Brad's actually going to make money off of me. I can't believe you'd lie about losing your virginity, Twilight."
"I-I-I'm not l-lying..."
>"Who'd you lose it to? Someone from Canada?"
>He yelps as Rainbow elbows him
>"But seriously, Egghead, what happened? I mean, you don't have to talk about it, buuuuut it would be cool."
>Fuck, what do you do?
>Rainbow said it would be cool
>Will you be cool?
>You look to Fluttershy
>She doesn't seem to really care
>Probably doesn't matter to her if another name is added to the list of people she's slept with
"C-Can I just s-say I l-lost it?"
>Rainbow Dash frowns
>"Awwwwwwww, come on! Can you just give us a few deats, man? Not everything, but, come on!"
>You blush thinking back on it
>The girls look at you with attention
>Jesus, your heart is racing
>You don't have to tell them everything...
"I w-was hanging out with this college girl... And her friend..."
>Rainbow Dash leans forward
"We all, um... W-We all did a, um, a bunch of stuff..."
>"Woah, sex stuff?"
"U-Uh, yeah... But I meant, like, she had pot cupcakes and—"
>"WOAH NO WAY!"
>Rarity places a finger on her lip, looking uneasy
>"You... Did drugs?"
>"I... I wouldn't expect that from you, Twilight. You know drugs are bad for you, right?"
"I-It was my first time..."
>Rainbow Dash waves her hands in the air
>"Wait wait wait. So, did you have sex with TWO girls? At the same time?"
>"NO WAY. That's so cool."
>Applejack rolls her eyes
>"'Course YOU think that's amazin', Rainbow."
>"Hey, anyone who has a threesome with two college girls is cool."
>Well, they weren't both college girls...
>Whatever, doesn't matter
>Bringing up Fluttershy would just make things super awkward
>"Egghead, that's sick. Super cool. Didn't know you had it in you."
"P-Please don't tell anyone about it, though..."
>You look at Trixie
>You look at Anon
>"Hey, I won't tell people if you don't want me to. But that's impressive, Sparkle."
>"So, what was it like being high and stuff?! Egghead, it must've been so cool! Was it like those trippy music videos?"
>You laugh and nod
"Y-Yeah. I-I didn't know there was stuff in the food at first, or the drinks, but—"
>"Woah woah woah, you didn't know?"
"N-Not at the time, but—"
>"So they gave you drugged food?"
"I-I guess? W-Why does it matter?"
>Rainbow's excitement turned to distress
>"Dude, what do you mean 'why does it matter'? So some college aged kid drugged you and... and... Dude!"
>"Ye dun got raped," Applejack says matter-of-factly
>You turn to look back at Fluttershy
>She's giving you the most intense glare you've ever seen
>Immediately, you avert your gaze
>"Egghead, you've gotta tell the police!"
"B-But... I didn't think it was r-rape... W-We were just having fun..."
>"Dude! It's not okay, man!"
>You don't want to get Treehugger in trouble
>Fuck fuck fuck
>"M-Miss Sparkle, a-are you okay?"
"Yes! I'm fine! I-I want to go back to bragging!"
>"No, dude, you have to tell the police. 'Underage girl drugged and fucked by college students'. That doesn't sound like a good thing, does it? Dude, c'mon!"
>You pull at your hair
>"Or maybe she shouldn't tell the police, I don't know."
>"Fluttershy, darling, how could you say that?"
>Fluttershy crosses her arms
>"Maybe the college girl was really nice and cool. I don't know. Maybe Twilight is remembering it wrong."
>The girls gasp
>"Dude, Shy, that's fucked up."
"N-No, I think she's right..."
>"See? So let's not talk about bringing the police into this. It wasn't rape."
>"How would you know?! Were you there? Because it sounds like it was rape."
>"I don't have to have been there. You heard what Twilight said."
>Rainbow and Fluttershy begin to argue
>Oh God what have you done
>You should've just never said anything about this
"I-It wasn't rape..."
>"Dude, it's okay. You just have to tell someone about this. Dude!"
>Anon looks at you with a frown
>"Look, Twi, I'm sorry for maybe being a bit of an ass... I didn't realize—"
"It wasn't rape! Maybe I didn't know I was getting drugged... B-But that doesn't mean..."
>When it's put like that...
>No, but you enjoyed it
>Treehugger was really nice to you
>"Dude, if you're not going to tell someone, I am. This situation is fucked."
>"Shy, we can't just sit around! That's fucked up! That's, like, rape culture or something!"
>"Oh you wit yer fuckin' rape culture mumbo-jumbo. She dun got raped, but it weren't some cabal 'o rapists snatched her up. Jus' some junkies."
>Rainbow Dash stands up from her seat
>You look around
>Oh God, people are looking
>"Dude, settle down! You settle up!"
>You're not sure that makes sense
>"Twilight, darling, I don't mean to be rude, but how did... How did this come to pass? You rarely seem to have time to hang out..."
"I-I-I... I don't know..."
>She looks at you oddly
>"You... Don't know?"
>You look back at Fluttershy
>She stares at you with an insane intensity
>It seems like a 'shut the fuck up' look
>"Why do y'all keep lookin' at Flutters?"
>Fluttershy's stare heightens in its fervor
>You turn your head
>"Flutters, y'all know more than yer lettin' on?"
>"It wasn't rape."
>You can see the cogs turning in Rainbow's head
>"Wait a second..."
>Utter confusion crosses her face
>"Were... Shy, were you there?"
>Fluttershy crosses her arms
>Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck
>"You two... You two had... Jesus. Shy, helped rape Tw—"
>"That didn't happen! Twilight said she was cool! She knew what she was getting into! She asked for it!"
>The table gasps
>Too much gasping going on
>"Shy, that is FUCKED up."
>"It's the truth!"
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck..."
>Fluttershy looks at you with complete contempt
"I-I'm sorry... I don't want to get anyone in trouble... Please, Rainbow, don't tell anyone. She was a really nice girl. She helped me get home after Fluttershy left me in the city to see her friend and—"
>"Shy did what?!"
>Rainbow stands up from the table
>"You know, this is just fucked. I wanna help you, Dude, but fuck. Fuck, I just..."
>She shakes her head and walks away
>Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
>You don't want Treehugger to go to prison
>Registered sex offender...
>Tons of possession charges...
>She could go away for life because of you
>For, like, five seconds, you were super cool...
>The bell rings
>The girls, except for Fluttershy, give their condolences as they leave
>Fluttershy stays behind
>You try to start a conversation with her, but she simply scowls
>Better not be late for class
>The cafeteria's already empty, as are the halls
>As you get up to leave, she stands as well and follows you
>"Twilight, you said you were fucking cool. I-I trusted you to be cool."
>"Sorry isn't going to cut it!"
>She grabs you by your top and pulls you to her
"Y-You're scaring m-me..."
>What the fuck what the fuck
>She was supposed to be a fucking kitten or some shit
>You didn't think she'd ever get like this
>"You're going to make this right."
"H-How... Please, I don't w-want Treehugger to go to jail e-either!"
>Fluttershy's eyes dart around
>"I have a friend, okay? He can deal with something like this."
"Y-You do? Wh-Why can't you just ask h-him, then?"
>She shrugs violently
>"Because! I pissed him off... I'm trying to get back on his good side. But you can make a deal with him. You're new."
>You don't like the sound of this
>"You just have to be cool. Okay? Treehugger helps me relieve my stress. If she's gone, I might have to find ways to do that you might not like."
"I-I-I'm not partial to it, but I hear yoga hel—"
>"I DON'T MEAN LIKE THAT."
>She rubs at her temples
>"Look, I'll need to tell him I want him to meet a friend of mine. Tomorrow after school, you're coming with me, okay?"
>"Good. And remember. Be fucking cool this time."
>You nod again
>Fuck fuck fuck
>What are you getting yourself into?
>You hurry off to class
>People are already in their seats
>You hop into your seat and try to ignore the looks people give you
>"So, I heard about you and Tri—"
"I don't care."
>You have bigger things to worry about than normie gossip
>Like how tomorrow, everyone in school will probably know you were 'raped'
>God, you need to help Treehugger somehow
>This 'Fluttershy's friend' thing seems really, really shady, though
>But just be cool
>You can be cool
>With Treehugger, you weren't, but you came around
>You were cool
>Just be cool around Fluttershy's friend, and things will be fine
>Not sure what kind of dealio you'll be making
>Maybe you can just challenge him to a game of Magic and win Treehugger's freedom...
>If only the autistic anime that Moondancer lived in were real
>Class passes by uneventfully, then the next
>Normies try to get to you, but whatever
>Though, as the day goes by, fewer people are teasing you, and more are looking concerned
>Rumors spread too fast...
>Eventually, the final bell rings
>"Miss Sparkle? A minute?"
>THE PAPER YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO TURN IN
>THE PAPER FOR NOT FAILING THE CLASS
>"Twilight, no need to apologize... I heard about... My God, Twilight, are you okay?"
>You nod meekly
>"Just... Get the paper in when you can, but, more importantly, please, just... I hope you're okay, is all. We have counselors here at the school if you need to talk to anyone..."
>Well... One good-ish thing has come of this...
>You don't really want people's pity
>On the way home, you can't stop thinking about Treehugger
>You're going to ruin her life
>You're a fucking retard
>You open the door to your house and—
>"I know you didn't want me to tell the police, so I told your—"
>"TWILIGHT! Oh my God, Twilight, I'm so sorry for getting mad at you last night. I didn't know, Twily, oh my God. Oh my God, my baby. Are you okay? Oh my God."
"Dad, I'm fine!"
>God DAMN Rainbow Dash
>Your dad pulls you into a tight hug, crying
>Damn it damn it DAMN IT
>You were happier thinking your dad was going to give you shit tonight
"Dad, please! I wasn't raped!"
>"What? Rainbow told me what happened, Twilight. They drugged you..."
"Y-Yeah, but... Dad, I'm fine."
>He pulls you in closer
>"It's okay. You're scared, I get it. I'm so sorry you had to go through this. Don't worry, I already called Shining."
>GOD DAMN RAINBOW DASH
"I-I'm not going to co-operate."
>"You don't have to be scared. If they threatened you, it's okay. The police can keep you safe."
"It's not that!"
>You pull yourself out of your father's arms
>"Dude, Twi, it's okay."
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO TELL ANYONE!"
>You push Dash out of your way, crying out of anger
>God fucking DAMN
>This isn't how you wanted things to go at all
>Nothing ever goes your way!
>You run to your room and lock yourself in
>"Twilight, please!" you hear, as your father knocks on you door
>Ugh, what is this fucking bizzaro world you're in?
>You jump on your bed with Spike
"Oh Spike... Nothing good ever happens, does it?"
>He licks your face
>You pull him in closer
>Your father eventually gives up on banging the door down
>"Shining's going to be over soon, Twilight... I know you're scared, but you have to talk to him."
>The blood drains from your face
>God please no
>What the fuck should you fucking do?
>Maybe you could...
>Jump out your window
>Run off somewhere
>That, or get interrogated by your brother
>And probably scolded about throwing your life away
>Fucking Rainbow Dash
>That fucking SJW normie
>It couldn't have been rape if you enjoyed it, right?
>Losing your virginity in a rape?
>Just, fuck everything
>The doorbell goes off
>Fuck fuck fuck
>You sit up on the bed
>Fuck, what do you do?
>Shining Armor begins knocking on your door
>"Twily, please... Dad told me about—"
"It's not what you think! Please, just go away!"
>You hear him sigh through the door
>"Twily... If someone out there hurt you, I'm not just going to stand by and do nothing. Come out and talk to me."
>If you tell him what happened...
>He's not going to just let it go
>"Twily, open up."
>What would Treehugger do?
"A-AM I BEING DETAINED?"
>"Twily, what are you even... Look, what you went through was hard, but if you're going to cover for a criminal... No matter what you're going through, I can't stand by that."
>God, why are people so up in arms just because they think you were raped...
"Shining, please! She didn't do anything wrong!"
>"She? ...Twily, just talk to me! Let me get to the bottom of this. As your brother, and not an officer."
>He knocks on the door
"I-I don't want to press charges!"
>"If you don't, the State will. It's best if you give your side. Maybe... Maybe you're scared and confused right now, but we can put her away! I can help you!"
>You remember what Treehugger told you
>'Spark bug, remember, licking doorknobs is illegal on other planets'
>Wait, no, the other thing
>'DON'T TRUST COPS, MAN. MY DAD WAS A COP. IF A COP SAYS THEY WANNA HELP YOU, DON'T TRUST 'EM. KNOW YOUR RIGHTS.'
"J-Just... Give me a minute to clean up, then."
>"Whatever you want, Twily. I'll be waiting downstairs."
>Okay, fuck, gotta do this quick
>You put up the blinds and open the window
>How do you get the screening out?
>D-Do you just break it?
>You kick a hole through the mesh
>You turn to Spike
"Be good, boy. I'll be back."
>After giving him a goodbye rub, you hop out your window and onto the roof
>Jumping down from up here looks a bit scary, but...
>Here goes nothing
>You tumble as you hit the ground
>Wasn't as bad as you thought
>You scamper off, away from the house
>Not exactly sure where you're going, but fuck
>Maybe you can try and find Treehugger
>Warn her about all the shit you've gotten her in
>Or at the least, apologize
>You wonder how she'll react...
>You don't care if she'll hate you
>Getting someone into huge shit and leaving them in it?
>It's not right
>Wish you'd gotten her number from Fluttershy before you fucked everything up
>You begin running in the general direction of Treehugger's apartment
>At least, as far as you can remember
>Fuck, why are you so bad with street names?
>Or directions in general?
>You'll go past the baseball field...
>Past the Game Shop...
>Past the Cakes' bakery...
>Follow the big road...
>Probably start to notice things get really shitty and run down eventually...
>Fuck, you wish you had your driver's license
>And a car
>Running is really tiring you out
>You begin to slow down as the Game Shop comes into view
>Still a lot further to go...
>You notice Sunset Shimmer and Trixie leaving the Game Shop
>Maybe you should try talking to them
>It's been a while since you've talked to Sunny...
>Still haven't apologized to Moondancer
>Not sure you really have to
>Maybe you can convince Sunny on that...
>Sunny has life experience, though, and that might be helpful right now
>She used to be all 'hardcore' apparently
>Sunny gives you a moderate glare as she nears
>Trixie waves back
"Sunny, I... I'm in trouble. I really screwed up."
>She shrugs, stonefaced
>"Trixie told me you'd gotten into some sort of trouble."
>"BUT, Trixie did not specify, as Miss Sparkle requested."
>"I'm not sure I'm willing to hear you out just yet, Twilight. Apologize to Moondancer yet?"
>She crosses her arms
>This is one of those times where Trixie not being a total sperg might not have been in your best interests
>Or, really, the only time you can think of
"Look, it's... It's really bad. You're hardcore, right?"
>Sunny looks at you strangely
"I think I just ruined someone's life."
>"Since when were you concerned with that sort of thing?"
>You clasp your hands and plead with her
"But, like, for real ruin, Sunny! Not 'no-show-at-a-birthday-party' ruined, but 'jail forever' ruined!"
>"What? What have you gotten yourself into?!"
"You went, to, like, juvie or something, right?"
>"I'm a different person now, Twilight."
"But it's true, though, right?!"
"Well, I was hanging out with Fluttershy, and—"
>Sunny puts her head in hands
>"You shouldn't be hanging out with that girl. She's got bad habits... What did you do, Twilight?"
"I DIDN'T KNOW! I thought, like, all she did was pet cats and stuff!"
>"Well spit it out! What happened?! I'm losing my patience with you, Twilight."
>Ack, she's giving you that stern look
>You weren't thinking when you started this conversation, but
>You're sort of embarrassed
>Telling Sunny about Fluttershy and Treehugger...
>"Twilight, speak up for god's sake! What's wrong with you?"
"W-Well... I... I wanted to, you know, become a better friend to the girls while you were suspended, because, I don't know... I wanted to prove that I could be a good person, and..."
>You go on and tell her about Fluttershy and Treehugger
>About how you were trying to 'be cool'
>About the drugs and the sex stuff
>About the girls' reactions
>About your brother...
>You wish you could've told the story without the lewder bits, but they were sort of important
>Sunny just kept a stoic face the whole time
>"So what're your plans, then? How exactly do you think you can help this 'Treehugger'?"
"Y-You're on my side on this?"
>"I suppose I am... How exactly am I supposed to help?"
>You shake your head
"I just need some advice, I guess... From someone hardcore."
>"Stop calling me that. Anyways, what's your plan?"
"Okay, well... Fluttershy said she had a friend who could help, I don't know, pull some strings I guess. I just had to 'make a deal' with him..."
"I don't know. A friend."
>Trixie's eyes dart between you and Sunny
>"Um, Trixie is concerned..."
>"Go home Trixie. I'll try and catch with you. I just need to talk to Twilight quick, okay?"
>She skips away from the two of you
>Sunny puts her hands on your shoulders
>"Look, Twilight, does a guy who can pull strings in the legal system sound like someone you want to fuck with, Twilight?"
>You shake your head
"N-Not really... But what choice do I have?"
>"Maybe just cut your losses..."
"B-B-But... I can't just let a friend go to jail!"
>"Maybe Treehugger takes a plea deal and gets out early for good behavior or something..."
>That wouldn't happen
>Knowing her, she'd be as belligerent as possible
>Rant about government overreach
>Which would be sort of her fault, but you don't want to put her in that situation
>The current situation isn't her fault, though
>Maybe, like, Fluttershy's or something
>Or no one's!
>Stuff just happened, you weren't under duress or anything
>If she didn't keep you in the apartment that night...
>Could've ended up roaming the streets naked, yelling about unicorns
>Wouldn't that have been worse?
"Aren't... Aren't you the one who was supposed to be all about helping friends no matter what?!"
>"Yeah, when it's just dumb high school shit! Stuff that doesn't really matter! Do you know who this guy is? Fluttershy's 'friend'? You don't want to go there, Twilight! He's bad news."
"D-Do you know her friend?"
>"I knew of him. Fluttershy... She hangs with a very, very bad crowd, Twilight. You could be putting your life in jeopardy. It's not worth it!"
>"Canterlot has its darker elements... I don't know how Fluttershy got involved with him, but please. Please, don't see this guy."
"I-I don't know, Sunny... I need to help Treehugger..."
>"I don't think you understand. If you get involved in this stuff... It's hard to get out. Trust someone 'hardcore'"
"Just who is this guy?"
>Sunny looks around before turning back to you
>"People call him Discord. He's the kind of guy hardened criminals look for under their beds at night."
>Ah, so one of those 'urban legend' types of criminals
>Yeah, that does sound pretty...
>Pretty not good to be involved with
>Things were easier when you were spending the whole day doing nothing but shitposting
>If you'd never gone to that party...
>Gah, what kind of logic is that?
>If you'd never done a lot of things...
"I just... I just don't know, Sunny."
>Sunny holds your forearm in her hand
>"Twilight, don't do this. I know she's your friend and all, but sometimes, shit happens and we have to deal with it."
>You could be getting into really, really crazy shit
>Shit you don't even know how crazy it is
>Fuck, why did you have to start caring about people and shit
>Just a few weeks ago, you would've hated Treehugger and all she stood for
>Normies reeeeee and shit
"I just... I can't not do something."
>"I wish I was wrong about you, and that you really were just a selfish dick..."
"W-Will you help me?"
>"I'm Miss 'Help Your Friends No Matter What', so, I guess so. I mean, I'm not sure how, but I'll try."
"Th-Thanks... So, we're friends still?"
>"You still have to apologize to Moondancer, but, yeah."
>You fixed your relationship with Sunset Shimmer
>And you didn't even have to apologize to Moondancer!
>You hug it out and part ways
>Wouldn't need Sunny for this next part, but she'd come in hand later, probably
>And you had a fully charged phone, so if you get lost, it won't be so bad
>Tomorrow you're going to see this Discord guy...
>You're fucking retarded
>Oh my God, how fucking retarded are you
>Just be cool
>The sun is lowering in the sky
>You wonder what time it is
>Looking at your phone, you see you have an asston of texts and missed calls
>After a lot of walking, you make it to the east side of town
>This place isn't as scary when there's still light
>Just... Looks like a shitty place is all
>You eventually find some familiar buildings
>A small feeling of accomplishment washes over you as you find the apartment
>Take that, lack of directional skills
>You make your way inside and knock on Treehugger's door, hoping she's inside
>She's a pothead, so she probably is, right?
>"Woah, who's there?"
>The door creaks open
>That distinctive 'tons of drugs' smell pours out from the door
>"Spark Bug! What're you doin' here, little one?"
"C-Can I come in?"
>She waves you in
>The apartment is much the same as it was before
>"You know, I wasn't sure I was gonna see you again. Fluttershy's other friend I didn't like, but you? Pretty cool, Spark Bug."
>You take a seat down on the couch next to her
>"So what's up? Your vibes are really neggin' me out right now, man."
"I-I came because... I got you in trouble..."
>Treehugger scratches her head
"I... I didn't mean to. I was just telling people about, you know, last night, and... Well, the cops are involved now..."
>She's probably going to throw you out
>Twilight, you fuck
>"Well, that sucks. Doesn't feel like you narc'd on me, so what happened?"
>You tell her about your lunch earlier today
>Trying to brag, but instead, well...
>"Oh my God, Spark Bug..."
>Treehugger pulls you in for a hug
>"Flutters didn't... I thought... Spark Bug, man, I'm so sorry."
"You don't have to be sorry... But now the police are on this, and—"
>She lies back on the couch
>"It's okay, Spark Bug... Maybe I'll just, I don't know... Skip town, or something."
"B-But... That's not right! Right?"
>"I dunno. It's, like, some sort of moral grey area I guess. I don't want to go to prison, and I like living here, but... I mean, what else is there to do?"
>You really don't want her to flee the city...
>And going to prison.. It could be a while
>Unlike Fluttershy, you're pretty certain she ACTUALLY does all that 'save the world' charity shit
>Whether or not it actually does anything
"Look, I-I... I think I know a way to get you out of this..."
>"How's that, Spark Bug?"
"W-Well, there's this guy, named Discord, and—"
>"You can stop right there, little one. You'd never be able to meet the guy, and if you did... I wouldn't want you to do that. He's, like, the boogeyman or something."
"W-Well, Fluttershy is going to bring me to him tomorrow... I can fix this!"
>"Woah, hold up. Flutters knows Discord?"
>You were pretty sure she knew that...
"Wasn't he Fluttershy's, you know, friend she brought over here on time or whatever? I remember you talking about him..."
>"Spark Bug, I think I woulda known if Discord were here. That was just Fluttershy's crazy boyfriend or whatever. Harsh harsh harsh aura on that guy."
"A-Are you sure that it wasn't Discord? Because I know that Fluttershy knows him..."
>Treehugger squints at you
>"So... That guy was Discord?"
"I-I don't know. I just sort of assumed..."
>She starts shaking her head
>Her face seems to go pale in an instant
>"Spark Bug, if you think that he'll help you... Nah, no way, that's crazy, man. Do not do that."
"B-But I have to! To set things right!"
>She waves her arms in front of herself
>"N. O. Bro."
>Treehugger puts her hands on your shoulders
>Getting this reaction twice isn't helping your confidence
"W-Well... I don't know, Fluttershy said she was setting up a meeting with him and—"
>"Oh fuck, Spark Bug, what have you gotten yourself into! I'm not worth dyin' over, man!"
"W-Well, I don't know what else to do! Fluttershy kind of forced me into it with threats of violence and stuff, but still!"
>"Man, Flutters... She always had such good vibes! I can't... Shit, man."
>Treehugger pulls you back into another hug
>"I knew you had an awesome heart, Spark Bug. You're too good for this place... Fuck..."
>She stands up and begins to pace
>"Still... Flutters got you a meeting with him? That's what you said? Please say it's not, man..."
>You scratch the back of your head
"I mean, yeah, that's what she said..."
>She swears and shakes her head
>"Do you think you could, I dunno, move all your friends and family out of the country, then?"
"W-What kind of question is that? Of course not!"
>Seeing Treehugger become more and more distressed isn't doing great for you disposition
>You didn't think she had an anxious bone in her body...
>"You don't just, you know, stand up Discord. You hear stories, man. Can't just blow him off. Fucker's insane! He'd kill you for less! I-I-I... I don't even know how I'm alive if that fucker was here..."
"S-So... What do I do?"
>Treehugger throws her hands in the air
>"Fuck if I know! My God, Spark Bug, this is bad."
"Th-The police can help us, maybe..."
>"Yeah, just walk into the police station, tell 'em you got this guy angry, and they just walk you into the backroom and do you in themselves. Pigs are corrupt, man!"
"M-My brother is a cop... We can trust him, maybe..."
>"Spark Bug, you can't trust cops, man! Even if your bro ain't crooked, I mean, if Discord is expecting you and you don't show up... Flutters, your family, your friends, BAM, gone!"
>She stops her pacing and just...
>Lays down on the floor
>"That guy was in my house. That dude HATED me. Cherish life, Spark Bug. I don't know how I still have mine..."
"I-I guess it's because Fluttershy likes hanging out with you."
>You can say that again
>You sit on the couch
>Treehugger lies on the floor
>And you're both just silent for a good while
>You try to check the time on your phone
>This is what you get for keeping it charging all the time...
>"Well, Spark Bug, how'ya wanna spend what might be your last day on god's green earth?"
"I-I dunno. Got more cupcakes?"
>She nods and heads out of the room
>Fuck it, might as well, right?
>Weird last meal, but whatever
>For some reason, you don't feel as scared as you should
>Talking to normies scares the fuck out of you
>What the fuck's wrong with you?
>Maybe it's just too much
>Best case scenario: You talk to this Discord guy and stuff goes well
>Treehugger gets out free
>Nothing bad happens to anyone
>Fluttershy's alive and shit
>Also a crazy, super-hardcore person
>But still, coming in contact with him and not dying is a possibility
>Whatever happens after you meet him...
>You can't not meet him
>Fuck, your family...
>Sunny, Trixie, the girls, Treehugger...
>Who knows who could get hurt
>You're not going to let that happen
>You've watched a lot of anime, right?
>It can't be 100% different, so...
>You feel... Conviction
>Fucked up situation aside, you can pull through this, right?
>Caring about people was a mistake...
>"Here ya go."
>Treehugger hands you a cupcake and takes a seat next to you
>"Your aura is pretty steady right now, man."
>You shrug and take a bite of the cupcake
"I guess... I don't know, I'm scared but... It's not so bad."
>"Indomitable spirit. It's pretty righteous, Spark Bug. I like it."
>She takes a bite of her cupcake, shaking
>"I'm scared shitless right now, man."
>You chuckle to yourself
>Man, what has happened to your life?
>It's like those stories of agoraphobes getting hit by a bus when they go outside
>You finish your cupcake and stretch, leaning on Treehugger
>She puts an arm around you and pats you on the arm
"D-Do you think things are going to be okay?
>"I don't think so, Spark Bug..."
>Treehugger smiles at you
>"But I hope so."
>A laugh escapes your mouth
>That's not entirely reassuring...
"What's life like?"
>"Like, my life, or in general?"
"In general... I-It's a dumb question, I guess. I'm just never going to find out... I wasted it."
>You feel Treehugger's chest rise and fall as she sighs
>A slight buzz begins to pass over you
>"The only way to live life is your way, Spark Bug."
>You crack a small smile
"Just have to 'be yourself'?"
>"Be okay with yourself, I guess."
>She pokes you in the center of your chest
>"Like I said before. Gotta good heart, good vibes... Do what you do, you know?"
"P-People don't like me when I 'do what I do'."
>"That's not right, man. People just have to let people be people."
"Th-That's a tautology..."
>"I dunno man. It's true! Someone out there, you know, their whole life—their heart—is about cardboard boxes or somethin', man. Design those little boxes you get in the mail. Maybe it's silly, but people who do their thing... Their auras are just alive. Isn't that what life is like?"
>"If people don't like what's inside of you, Spark Bug, they can go fuck themselves."
>Treehugger pecks you on the forehead and rubs her hand through your hair
>Maybe she's right...
>You wonder what it is that's inside of you
>Spent so long trying to find something else to be, you don't entirely remember what your 'self' is...
>The cupcakes start really kicking in and your skin goes flush
>You yawn, stretching your arms
>Treehugger lies down on the couch and you lie next to her
>As you close your eyes, you feel... Good
>Treehugger puts her arms around you
>A tingling sensation runs across your body
>You can feel her breath on your skin
>The high makes you feel incredibly relaxed
>Slowly, you nod off to sleep
>The next morning, you awake feeling relatively happy
>Residual feelings from yesterday
>One of those 'I'm not quite sure who I am or what's going on' moments
>Then the severity of the situation hits you
>High school student and recluse, Twilight Sparkle
>And you're meeting with Discord...
>Deep breaths, Twilight
>You notice you're alone on the couch
>And that there's a smell aside from weed in the apartment
>"Oh, Spark Bug!" you hear her call from the kitchen. "I was makin' some pancakes. Want some?"
>You rub at your eyes and arch your back
>It cracks, making you feel a bit better
>Walking into the kitchen, you spot Treehugger and the pancakes
>"Sleep good, Spark Bug?"
>She smiles at you solemnly
>"Today's the day, huh?"
>You just nod again
>Yesterday, you weren't, but...
"I-I'm... I'm pretty scared."
>"Dude, you'd be crazy not to be. Come on, let's dig in."
>You sit down opposite her at a small card table
>Treehugger sets a stack of pancakes in the middle
"These aren't, like... Pot pancakes or something, are they?"
>"Sometimes you just gotta eat food for food's sake, man."
>You eat the pancakes
"These... taste a little weird."
"O-Oh... Save the animals and all that?"
>"Nah. I just like the taste."
>You think you prefer normal pancakes, but whatever
>Let her be her, or whatever
>The two of you finish up
"D-Do you have any extra clothes I could wear? I-I don't think I should wear, you know, my usual stuff if people are looking for me..."
>"Sure thing, Spark Bug. Go look around my closet. Take whatever you want, man."
>You thank her and head for her room
>Place is a bit of a mess...
>Not as bad as you'd expected, though
>Nowhere as bad as yours, so it's not like you can judge
>You comb through the small pile of clothes on the bed, and her closet
>Eh, don't be too picky, Twilight
>Just wear something
>You haven't changed your style for as long as you can remember
>No change in hairstyle except by accident
>'Clearly a stoner' seems to be the style you come out with no matter what
>He'll you'll also clearly smell like one
>You finally get your pick of clothing
>The whole 'super worn-out' jeans thing was never something you were into, but whatever
>Some stoner-band T, which is a little big for you
>Plaid hipster shirt with the buttons unbuttoned
>And you decide to pick up one of her beanies, since you hair is sort of unique
>You feel embarrassed...
>Wish there was a mirror in here
>Maybe it's better there's not
>You step out of Treehugger's room
"Ta da... How do I look?"
>"Super cool, man! I'm biased, though."
"Th-Thanks... I hope it's a good enough disguise."
>You check the time
>You slept in, but not too much
>School will be ending soon, and Fluttershy is expecting you
>"Ready to go?"
"You should probably drop me off a few blocks from the school... I can walk the rest of the way."
>"Aye aye, cap'n."
>You head down to the street and get into her rust bucket
>The two of you stay mostly silent during the ride
>Fuck, what the fuck is happening
>Just stay calm
>"Well, here's your stop, man. Be safe."
>Treehugger rubs the back of your head
>"If, you know, we both end up in the river or somethin'... Just know, you're a cool person, Spark Bug."
"Th-Thanks... You too."
>You smile faintly at each other
>Stepping out of the car, it feels like the blood is trying to explode from your body
>Better not keep Fluttershy waiting
>You head to school towards CHS
>Kids are already leaving the building as you approach
>They pass by you without giving you a second glance...
>People were always giving you weird looks before
>Maybe dressing the way you did before didn't keep you as invisible as you'd thought
>Probably stick out less now
>Which is good
>Hopefully Fluttershy noticed you didn't go to school today, and doesn't try to wait for you inside
>You wait by the main entrance to the school
>A few minutes later, you spot her coming out
>She gives you a deathly stare
>"D-Don't fuck this up, o-okay? Or else..."
>"G-Good. Follow me."
>The scowl on her face melts away, and the kind, harmless Fluttershy bubbles to the surface
>The long walk begins
>You hate all this walking you've been doing
"S-So... W-What do I have to do for your friend?"
>Fluttershy doesn't say a word
"H-How do you even know Discord?"
>Fluttershy perks up and turns to you
>"I never told you his name."
>"Who told you?"
"U-Uh... I don't know?"
"H-How do you get to be friends with someone l-like that?"
>"I have a way with animals," she says, grinning
"A-Are the things they s-say about him true?"
>Fluttershy just laughs
>Yup, you're walking off to your death
>As you walk through the east side of town, the two of you approach...
>A Pizza n Play?
>Memories of shitty pizza and broken arcade machines resurface in your mind
"Discord's here? I-Inside a shitty children's pizza arcade?"
>"Discord is... a little eccentric with his fronts."
>Those are real?
>There aren't many cars in the lot
>The building itself is pretty run-down looking
>Some of the letters are faded on the sign, and—
>You always hated that shitty mascot
>Looks like someone just threw a bunch of animals together and called it a day
"Does he own all of these, or just the one?"
>"Stop asking stupid questions!"
>You take a breath as Fluttershy leads you inside
>This place seems smaller on the inside than it did on the outside...
>The acrid smell of overpriced pizza hangs in the air
>There doesn't seem to anyone in here
>Aside from a few random dudes here and there
>A little old for one of these places, eh?
>You aren't exactly intimidated by the setting
>Perhaps this should scare you more
>The boogeyman is the owner of one of those places where guys walk around with creepy mascot costumes
>Giving people nightmares from childhood since whenever-the-fuck-it-was-founded
>Fluttershy leads you to the back of the arcade to an 'Employees Only' door
>She knocks in a rhythmic pattern
>The door opens
>Before entering, she turns to you
>"Be. Cool. Or you'll have more than HIM to worry about."
>Be cool, Twilight
>FUCK, BE COOL
>The two of you pass by the gruff looking man holding the door open
>He nods at you and Fluttershy
>You neverously nod back
>As you enter, it's no wonder this place seemed small...
>Reminds you of the off-limits section of a mall
>Unpainted walls, lots of rooms
>Fluttershy continues to lead you further into the back
>At the end of a hall, there's an unmarked grey door
>A mat with the word 'REPUTATION' lays out in front
>'Do I look like a clown to you? Do I make you laugh?'
>You got yourself killed...
>Fluttershy turns the knob on the door and enters, pulling you along with her
>"Ah, Fluttershy! And a new friend!"
>Discord is sitting at the direct end of the room
>On what looks to be a throne...
>The room is rather ornate
>Rarity would call it 'gaudy'
>Lots of clashing colors, and seemingly random furniture choices
>There's a large TV off to the side, and you notice a huge collection of what look to be movies
>"I was expecting you," he says lowly, steepling his fingers
>Laughter rings through the room
>He looks like he could be one of your teachers at CHS
>This... This is the guy?
>This is the guy who could kill you and your whole family, Twilight
>Fuck fuck fuck, keep it together
>Closing the door behind her, Fluttershy literally skips up to him and bounces onto his lap
>"Oh you little rascal, come 'ere."
>Fluttershy giggles as Discord gives her a noogie
>You stand awkwardly by and watch
>"Where are my manners?! Fluttershy here told me your name earlier, but, I can't seem to remember it."
>"Hello, Um! You can call me Uncle Discord."
>He smiles and extends a hand in your direction
>"Well, come along then! I won't bite."
>Your heart races in your chest
>Your body doesn't move
>"You're just going to leave me hanging?"
>Discord puts on a puppy dog face
>What the fuck
>Fluttershy glares holes into your skull
>You push forward and walk across the room and shake his hand
>"Ah! A nice, firm hand shake. That'll get you far, Um. And—"
"U-Uh, it's Twilight Sparkle—"
>He grins at you as you interrupt him
>Fuck, you fucked up
>You cover your mouth with your hand
>There's something in his eyes this time
>"Well, Nighttime Shine, I'm very glad to meet you."
>Discord leans back in his chair, running his hands down Fluttershy's hair as if she were a cat
>"Now, Fluttershy said you needed my help. She told me ALL about what happened. And I'm here to help anyone in need, but, you know how it is. If you're my friend, I expect you to be friend. You scratch my back, I scratch yours."
"W-What do you want?"
>"Your soul, of course."
>"I'm not the devil!"
>He reaches a hand out, tousling your hair
>"All I want is your help! Little Fluttershy over here," he pinches her cheek, causing her to blush
>"Well, she's already my in, into CHS. So I don't need another seller, especially one experiencing a lot of scrutiny from her school and the police..."
"S-So... How can I h-help?"
>Discord rubs at his chin
>"How CAN you help? I love little girls like yourself, Twilight, so full of spunk! And I'm liking the look you've got going on right now, really compliments the kind of work we do here... But you don't exactly have much to offer, do you? I'd really hate it if you were wasting my time."
>Sweat drips down your forehead
>Fuck fuck fuck fuck
>His smile suddenly drops
>"Are you just here to waste my time?"
"N-N-No... I c-c-can help you!"
>Raucous laughter hits your ears
>"N-No, HA, no o-offense, but, y-you're not exactly the ideal streetwalker. I mean, the boy-torso thing can go over well, but that's typically when it's attached to a boy. People pay well for that sort of thing!"
>Discord laughs and wipes an imaginary tear from his eye
>"You know, Twilight, you're being a bit of a buzzkill. Laugh a little!"
>You laugh uneasily
>"There you go!"
>Your whole body is quivering
>You can hardly talk with how much your jaw is shaking
>You're going to die
>You're gonna die you're gonna die
>"Fluttershy, why'd you bring this one here? You know clean-up can be tedious for my guys."
>"She got Treehugger into this mess. She has to get her out of it."
>"You know I would've done that for you if you asked, Flutterbutter!"
>"It's about principal!"
>Discord turn to you
>"Well, can't argue with that! Get people in trouble, gotta dig 'em out yourself, eh, Sparkie?"
>FLUTTERSHY YOU CUNT
>Your hatred for Fluttershy nearly exceeds the dread and fear you're experiencing
>You could kill her right now
>Probably not actually
>'Kill' has taken on, well, a bit of a more real tone
>But still, holy FUCK
>You've been forced into risking life and limb because of her!
>"I'm not sure I like the way you're looking at Fluttershy, Twilight. Very rude. We're all friends here, right?"
>Okay, actually, be cool
>For real, your life might depend on it
>"Do you need time to think?"
>"B-But Discord! Ugh, I already gave her a whole day!"
"Y-You didn't t-tell me I had to think of something myself..."
>She grunts petulantly
>"You're so fucking dumb, Twilight."
>Okay, you've watched a lot of anime
>What would an anime heroine do?
>She'd be smart, grizzled, always two steps ahead, and she'd do something like...
"I... I'm a bit of a science prodigy... I could, uh, cook for you..."
>"You're going to enter the SPOOKY world of organized crime? Doesn't that seem a bit, I don't know, disproportionate? Getting some pothead out of trouble," he snaps, "I could do it like that! Not that I'll refuse the offer if you really want to make it..."
>You breath a sigh of relief
>You're not sure you could've actually done that
>Turning to anime for help with tense situations is probably a bad thing on second thought
"S-So w-what do you want?"
>Fuck, Twilight, think!
>10 seconds pass
>"Well, that seems like enough time. What is it that you're offering me?"
>WHAT ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO DO FOR THIS GUY?
>GIVE HIM DANK MEMES?
>Your life depends on this!
>Fuck, a lot more than yours, maybe!
>What do you have?!
>What are you good at?!
"I'm a professional Magic the Gathering player."
>Good fucking job, Twilight
>Discord stares limply at you
>A light seems to go off in his head
>"I thought you sounded familiar!"
>"Twilight Sparkle... Yes, I swear I heard the name in a podcast I listen to. I loved your antics! Oh, that Moon...whatever her name is. Awful, and a CHEATER."
>What in the holy fuck
>Deep in the Holy Fucktum
>In the Arc of the Fuck
>He rubs at his chin
>"Mind playing a game with an old man? Everyone here is so gruff. 'Yes sir', 'No sir', 'Please don't, sir', 'Not my kids, sir'. Bleh!"
>He's fucking with you
"Y-You want... To play a game?"
>He shrugs his shoulders
>"I don't see why not. I have to warn you, I'm very good."
>He clears his throat
>Is he... Bragging?
>"I compete under an alias, and I do very well for myself. You know, I was into it long before it became so mainstream."
>"You're just going to have her play a game with you and that's it?"
>She slaps his hand away as he attempts to poke her on the nose
>"Not JUST. I mean, we could hang out longer than that. I can't talk about these things with you. You don't understand how much I value a good hang-out, Fluttershy. Especially with young blood like yourselves."
>He wiggles his eyebrows
>At least you know he finds your body laughable...
>Just stay calm and play along
>He's fucking with you
>Fluttershy is looking more and more agitated
>"Why are you being so nice to her?! If she doesn't have anything real to offer you, why not just do what we always do?"
>He leans over to you and hides his mouth from Fluttershy
>"She gets moody sometimes. She's really sweet once you get to know her, though!"
"S-So... You're not going to k-kill me?"
>"What? Why would I do that? Kids like you are off limits."
>He scruffs your hair
>"By the way, did you hear about the new Star Wars movie? That was my childhood, and it seems like they're going to do it justice this time."
>Is... Is he being serious?
>Be cool, Twilight
"Did you hear about Wedge Antilles?"
>"Oh did I EVER! Not only did they refuse to give Lawson a decent role... I mean, what they did to the extended universe?! I could've killed someone when I heard that!"
>You laugh uneasily
"I was mad too... I haven't met anyone who's cared before. People just look at me weird when I bring it up..."
>"I remember when I first heard the news, and one of my men scoffed when I had a teensy rant about it."
>He smiles at you and winks
"D-Do you watch any anime?"
>The two of you talk about your various favorite animes
>Discord seems to know a lot more than you
>Makes you feel like a pleb
>For a bit, you forget the precarious situation you're in
>"Ah, you know Twilight, I really like you."
>Fluttershy gets up off of Discord's lap and approaches you
"W-What are you—"
>You yelp as she pulls you by your collar, staring into your eyes
>"What game are you playing, Twilight?"
"I-I think he said we were going to play Magic—"
>"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!"
>She lets go of you as Discord pulls her away
>"Please don't be like that with our new friend, Fluttershy."
>She stomps her foot
>"Oh, so you don't like Treehugger and I should stop seeing her, but this is okay?"
>"Treehugger is a bad influence. I still let you see her though, didn't I? You have friends, I have friends... Don't do with this one what you did with the last."
>"No buts. Now sit down, watch the game, and think about your actions. And think about the game. And cheer me on. Quietly though, I need my concentration!"
>You don't like the implications of their little talk
>Discord stands up and directs you over to the lounge-looking area
"U-Uh... I don't have my deck."
>"Oh that's fine! I have any card you'd need, with duplicates. Build away, Sparkle."
>That's so awesome!
>Wait, no, settle down
>This guy is still crazy
>Whatever you do, don't ruin his cards
>It takes a while, but you reconstruct your ideal deck
>He wasn't kidding
>You didn't look through every card, but fuck
>This place is like the Magic Library of Alexandria
>It's not like he can have some of the incredibly rare, shit, right?
>Wouldn't surprise you though
>His library of films is also pretty impressive
>Lots of German and Japanese stuff
>Lots of patrish animu
>Lots of good taste, really
>Discord really, really seems like an autist
>How does an autist build an empire?
>Maybe he was fueled to sell quality product in order to buy quality products
>No, this guy was definitely a sperg of some sort
>An extremely high functioning one, but one nonetheless
>As often in your life, you life is being controlled by autists
>Maybe he seems nice now, but just keep your guard up, Twilight
>"Almost ready, Twilight?"
>You make your way over to the table, opposite him
>Fluttershy sits off to the side looking pissed
>"Now, I'm sure you know all the rules. No cheating. Oh, and let me win if you want to leave here alive."
>You shake and nod
>"I'm just kidding! Where would be the fun in that? Maybe after this I could show you my fedora collection."
>Your eyes widen
>Oh fuck, not this kind of sperg
>"I'm just kidding again. Oh kids... You'll understand sarcasm eventually. It takes a while."
>Play like you always would
>Try to win, Twilight
"R-Ready when you are..."
>He hands you his deck, and you reciprocate
>The two of you shuffle
>"It's so great to be able to play with someone from the circuit. Okay, good luck to you!"
>You draw and...
>Oh, that's a pretty good starting hand
>Discord plays a...
>Leyline of the Void
>Oh God it's a fucking troll deck
>The game continues, with Discord hardly trying to protect himself
>Instead, he's entirely focused on forcing you to discard your whole deck
>Jesus fuck is this annoying
>He's just giggling to himself as he draws
>At least his strategy relies almost entirely on luck
>Even if you're throwing away tons of cards, you never have a shit hand
>Fluttershy just sits, watching, sighing
>Every once in a while, she blows a stray lock of hair out of her face
>How can you watch this shit and be bored?
>Look at how sexily impeccable your moves are
>Even in the face of broken, gimmicky shit, you're doing fine
>"Hm, you know, you're a lot better than I expected."
"Well, I AM the Magic Savan—"
>"That was you? What a lame nickname, seriously."
"I was twelve!"
"Yeah, well what's your excuse for losing?"
>"It's not over 'till the fat lady sings!"
>He cackles as he draws
>Jesus Christ this fucking deck
>You discard more of your cards
>Not going to last much longer
>But that's fine!
>Neither is he
>"Sparkle, about your Treefriend."
>"I always like my friends to have a little, shall we say, 'skin in the game'. I thing I have a job you could handle, nothing big."
>"I can have Fluttershy give you the details later, but yes. Just a little errand and that'll be all. And despite what you might have heard about me, know that I take good care of my friends."
>You were expecting something terrible when you first came here
>Instead you're running small errands and playing games and talking about stuff you actually enjoy
>As your turn rolls around, you easily obliterate Discord's life total
"Wooh! Take that!"
>"Well played, Sparkle. Ah, it's nice to have a little fun every once in a while!"
>Fluttershy rolls her eyes
>"Why do you spend so much money on this garbage if you're not even any good at it? It's a fucking game for kids..."
>Discord's jovial expression disappears
>"Twilight, you don't think Magic is 'garbage', do you?"
>His voice lowers
>"I'm afraid you're outvoted, my dear."
>Fluttershy snarls at you
>This girl has problems
>"Why do you have to play around like this with her?!"
>"Fluttershy... You're cute, but I'm not sure you're irreplaceable. There were girls before you."
>That seems to shut her up
>Even for how much of an utter cunt she seems to be...
>That's fucked up
>You almost feel as though you're waking from a dream
>This situation, it's still fucked
>You're in a room with two psychopaths
>Discord turns and smiles at you
>This is the guy you were just playing cards with
>"I know I said we would hang out more after the game, but... I have some matters to attend to."
"W-What about Treehugger?"
>"It's already been taken care of."
"H-How? Y-You haven't called anyone or—"
>He tousles your hair with hand again
>You try not to flinch
>"I trust Fluttershy. I knew you'd be a good girl."
>He begins to lead you to the door and pats you on the back
>"Now you be good. Drink your milk, eat your vegetables. Grow up big and strong and all that good stuff."
>You look back and see Fluttershy peeking at you from the couch, hate in her eyes
>What the fuck did you do to get her so fucking mad at you?
>Discord opens the door and pushes you out
>"Have one of my guys walk you home. Toodles!"
>He waves and closes the door
>What the fuck just happened
>Are you sure you're not dreaming?
>Or still high?
>At least things went well, right?
>You walk out of the Pizza n Play, followed by a large man in a suit
>It's dark out...
>Guess you have protection
>Home is a long ways away, and you're not sure you're ready for the shit you'll get with Shining and your Dad
>Plus, Treehugger still has your stuff, and you need to tell her the good news
>You think you're starting to understand how streets work
>Being grid-like helps
>Don't really know where anything is, but you spot familiar street names
>As time goes on, you only become more anxious
>You met with fucking Discord
>Who's in some gross relationship with Fluttershy
>And you played a fucking card game with him
>Treehugger is going to be fine
>Just got to do an errand for him
>Then you're out clean
>'Nothing big', he said
>How can he really be all that dangerous?
>The guy's a fucking sperg
>Maybe they can kill your social life
>But actually kill?
>He seemed so... friendly
>Well, fuck, so did Fluttershy at first
>You wipe the sweat from your brow
>For all you know, being a reformed autist saved your life today
>If it wasn't for your spaghetti, you could be in a dumpster right now
>Or multiple dumpsters...
>Fuck fuck fuck
>As you approach Treehugger's apartment, you turn to face your 'guard'
>He nods and leaves
>You enter the aprtment
>God you're shaking like fuck
>Treehugger's door opens after you knock
>She pulls you into a tight hug
>"Thank fuck you're okay, man."
>You follow her into the apartment
>"What happened? What did you have to do?"
"We played a card game."
>You collapse onto her couch
"That's what happened... We talked about stuff. Played some Magic. I... I don't really know what's going on."
>Treehugger takes a seat by your feet
>"That's all you had to do? That guy really is crazy..."
"Well, I have to do something for him... I'm not sure what, or when, but he said it wasn't a big deal..."
>You don't really believe that
>By her frown, it doesn't seem like Treehugger does either
>She leans back
>"I'm just glad you're okay, Spark Bug. Fuck... This is all my fault..."
>You stare at the ceiling
"Fluttershy could've gotten you out of this whenever she wanted, apparently."
>"Her aura was always so righteous, man..."
>Things have returned to the status-quo, haven't they?
>You've set things right...
>Treehugger pats you on the leg
>"Well, you can crash here, Spark Bug. Whenever you want."
>That's not going to be a fun day
>Your dad's going to freak out
>Probably going to be grounded forever
>Maybe they're still caught up on the whole rape thing...
>If you can handle Discord, you can handle that
>Life was easier before you went outside
>So be it
>Normies forget things eventually
>School will resume, and things will go back to normal after a while
>You look down your body
>It's so weird to see yourself wearing stuff like this
>You squirm slightly as you think about people you know seeing you like this
>People would probably give you so much shit
>Can't really pull anything off
>Not like you've tried, but...
>You're more used to dressing like
>What was it Rainbow Dash called you?
>A homely secretary...
>Treehugger stands up and yawns
>"Well, Spark Bug, I'm gonna hit the hay. Today's really messed with my chakras."
>She smiles at you
"C-Can I ask you something?"
"Do... Do I look dumb?"
>"Like I said before, I like it. I'm biased."
"I-I guess this is what you like, right? They're yours... It was a dumb question."
>She laughs again
>"I'm biased because it's you I like, Spark Bug."
>"Don't sweat about that stuff, man. Anyways, I'll see you in the morning. Night."
>Yeah, you shouldn't worry about dumb stuff like that too much
>You take a deep breath and let it out
>That's good enough for today
>It doesn't take you long to nod off
>After a few dreamless nights, you finally dream in your sleep
>There's an asteroid
>And like, a '50s diner on it
>And you're inside eating breakfast
>Listening to Phil Collins music...
>Weed dreams, man
>You shake your head as you come to
>The smell of breakfast is still in the air
>Your stomach rumbles
>God, you need to eat
>You stretch on the couch
>Many cracking sounds accompany your action
>Feeling pretty rested
>Today might be a good—
>Oh, that's right
>You can hear Treehugger humming in the kitchen
>Or, at least it sort of sounds like humming
>It actually has a soothing quality despite being sort of annoying
>You head on over to her
>"It's some sort of breakfast thing I learned to cook when I went travelling abroad. It's pretty good."
>Don't be a picky fuck, Twilight
>It smells okay, so
>The two of you sit down to eat
>It's actually pretty decent
>Better than the vegan pancakes, at least
>After eating, you decide to change your clothes
>Dad would freak the fuck out if you came home looking like, well, this
>A few minutes later, the old Twilight is back
"Well... Thanks, again, for everything..."
>"Hey man, no need to thank me. You risked a lot to help me... I should thank you."
>She pulls you into a hug and pats you on the back
>"Me casa es su casa, man. You're welcome here whenever. Now let's get you home, Spark bug."
>Once again, the two of you head out to her beat-up car
>You're starting to warm up to it
>Has character, you suppose
>The two of you just talk about stuff on the way home
>Treehugger seems to have had an interesting life
>Been lots of places
>You don't have much to talk about yourself
>She still listens to you talk about your interests
>She has very basic, plebcore taste in the stuff you like, but that's okay you guess
>You pull up to your house and Treehugger turns to you
>She pulls you in and presses her lips to your forehead
>"Well, little Spark Bug, here you are."
>"Woah, Spark Bug, who's that? He looks, like, really agitated."
>Oh fuck, it's Shining
>He's walking towards the car
"My brother! Who's a cop! Thanks for the ride, but you should get out of here!"
>You hop out of the car
>Treehugger waves at you before pulling away
>Shining speeds up and kicks at the ground as she leaves
"H-Hey, Shining Armor..."
>"'Hey, Shining Armor'? Fuck, Twilight..."
>You've never heard him swear before
>It startles you
>"Who was that?"
"I-I don't know..."
>He glares off into the distance
>"Don't lie to me.That's the girl, huh? Treehugger?"
"H-How did you—"
>"I don't suck at my job, that's how. I found out who she was, where she lived... And then I get told that we're 'reviewing' the case and not to move in."
>Shining Armor turns to you
>"It's curious, isn't it? That they'd reject a warrant for a case like this? We're not allowed to investigate at all."
"L-Like I told you... She didn't do anything wrong."
>"Twily, don't you understand what happened to you? The severity of it? Do you understand why I can't just stand by?"
>You puff up your chest defiantly
"W-Well, it's over now, so just leave it!"
>You begin storming off, but Shining Armor grabs your arm
>"Twily... If there's a criminal out there, and I get told not to investigate an open and shut case... I don't care what you think about her—she's dangerous."
>You pull your arm away
>"I'm just looking out for you, Twily."
>You begin walking to the door
>"Dad's been worrying out of his mind... And you're going to have to explain what we found in your room..."
>You don't keep anything illegal or anything—
>You enter your house and get rushed by your dad
>"TWILIGHT! What's going on? Where were you? Are you okay?"
>"I'm just glad you're safe, Twilight. I was so worried. Why would you run away?"
>You look off to the side
"I... I just... Please believe me when I say I'm okay. No one hurt me, okay?"
>"Okay, okay... I'm just glad you're safe, but... I need to know what's been going on with you. Stay holed up in your room all the time, doing drugs, and... The bottles...
>You wish you could disappear right now
"I-I-I o-only did it ironically..."
>He stares at you with worry
>"I just want to be understanding, Twilight, but... Are you depressed? What's wrong?"
"L-Look, I started doing it as a joke and... Can we not talk about this?"
>"Please, Twilight, let me help you. Your friends were all very concerned about you, and Shining didn't even sleep while you were gone..."
>You stare at your shoes
"I-I don't want to talk about this..."
>"Ever since your mother left... I know it's been hard, but please. We can get you help. I-I-I was looking up rehab facilities and—"
"I'm not a drug addict! And this isn't about Mom, okay? I'm fine, just leave me alone."
>"Twilight, please! You always used to be so full of energy. What happened to my little girl?"
>You try to push him away
>Tears well in your eyes
>"Twily, please, I care about you. I just want to—"
>You run off up the stairs, leaving your father behind, sullen
>Like he would understand
>Like there's anything to understand!
>Your life is a fucking joke
>'My life has been nothing but loneliness, dank memes, and recently I just fucked my shit up'
>'I understand, life can't always be as dank as your memes'
>You lock the door to your room and fall onto your bed
>Spike hops on top of you and licks your face
"N-Not now, Spike..."
>You push your dog off of you and he whimpers
>A few rays of sunlight poke through the blinds
>Otherwise, your room is completely dark
>Just how you like it, right?
>You remember being afraid of the dark
>It's sort of comfortable now, though
>Like a blanket
>The way you keep your room
>It suits you
>'Look how edgy I am!'
>Yeah, being sad is edgy
>Can't even experience emotions unironically anymore
"I don't want to talk, Dad..."
>"I... Whatever you're going through, I just want to help."
>You throw a pillow at the door
"I'm beyond help."
>Silence hangs in the air for a good while
>"Just know that I love you."
>You turn over in your bed and try not to cry
>What's his love going to do?
>Make you that 'happy little girl' again?
>Make you able to talk to people?
>Make it so that people don't scare you?
>Don't remind you of being hurt and teased?
>Make you normal?
>What were you even thinking?
>Things are going to get better?
>That you could just make friends and be happy?
>No, happiness is for normies
>You were meant to be alone
>The people who are nice to you
>They're just nice to you because they're nice people
>You wouldn't be nice to you
>You hop onto your chair and turn on your computer
>You'll just shitpost on 4chan and get over it
>'Do what you do', right?
>This is who you are
>Shitposting is fun, right?
>You set into a familiar pattern
>Opening various threads
>Not really having fun
>At least there's always different content
>Wherever applicable, you make the mandatory JUST and 4U posts
>Hours pass by this way
>Like they usually have, until recently
>Like they have for months
>At least you're comfortable in the land of dank memes
>Some people might think you're a normie now because you've been outside and stuff
>How many of them have actually done the piss bottle thing, though?
>Who's the fucking normie, now?
>Yeah, be proud, Twilight...
>Sometime after midnight, you finally decide to go to sleep
>Spike curls up beside you as you lay down
>You pet him and exhale
>Sleep comes slower than you'd hope, but it comes
>Once the morning rolls around, you wake up
>Sort of groggy, but whatever
>You get dressed and head downstairs
>Shining is in the kitchen drinking coffee
"You're still here?"
>"Am I not welcome?"
>"Twily, don't see that Treehugger girl anymore, okay?"
>You say nothing
>"Do you have any idea what you're getting yourself involved in? No one on the force will touch her. That doesn't sound like a dangerous person to you?"
"She's not dangerous."
>Shining shakes his head
>"I'm not going to let this go. You're going to get yourself hurt."
"I'm going to be late for school."
>"I'm telling you Twily, you don't want to get involved with these sorts of people..."
>It's too late for that
>You leave and head off for school
>You put in your earbuds and listen to music on your way there
>Kind of wish you had music you enjoyed on here
>Instead, it's filled with stuff you can stand
>You used to have good music on there, but...
>That one time someone came by and asked you what you were listening to...
>Too beta to say no
>You cringe as the memory surfaces
>Maybe you should change your library back when you get home...
>Fuck normies and their shit taste
>As you enter the school, there's a decidedly different atmosphere around you
>A lot more attention on you than usual
>People are trying to pretend like they're not looking at you as you pass by
>It's almost suffocating
>You can feel people looking at and talking about you
>They're not making fun of you, but...
>You're not sure this is better
>You spot Anon as you approach your locker
>He gives you an uncomfortable smile
>"Are you okay?"
>He scratches at the back of his head
>"Look, I'm sorry if stuff I've said has made you feel bad in the past or whatever. I didn't mean for any of it to be taken like that, but I'm sorry."
>He clears his throat
>"Anyways, uh, see you later I guess..."
>He gives you another uncomfortable, brief smile before leaving
>Is everyone going to be so awkward around you?
>In class, you're dogged by "sorry"s and "oh my god, are you okay?"s
>Some of the exact same people who were giving you grief over the rumor with Trixie...
>You don't say anything back to the other kids
>Instead, you just simmer
>These people disgust you
>Only care about your feelings because they think something terrible happened to you
>Now you're surrounded by lifelong friends who've always thought you were okay
>Some people even offered to hang out with you
>You could have their company now, but you don't even want it anymore
>After a few classes, the bell for lunch rings
>You hope things can just go back to normal
>As you wait in line for your food, you continue to get stares
>Just remember, Twilight
>Normies are stupid
>They're tiptoeing around you right now
>Being all nice
>But it won't be long before they go back to making fun of you
>You're almost 100% sure of that
>As you go to sit down at the table, most of the girls give you very concerned looks
>Applejack doesn't, and instead just has that same dumb applefarmer face she always does
>Which is good, you guess
>Fluttershy gives you a very deadpan look
>It's almost scarier than her angry
>Trixie wraps her arms around one of your own and hugs you
>Rainbow Dash looks the most visibly concerned of the group
>"Egghead, dude... Are you okay? What happened?"
"I... I'm okay. And I don't want to talk about it."
>"I heard the police aren't even looking into what happened. That's... It's crazy! That's, like, so rape culture, and—"
>"So, darling... How are you?"
"Okay, I guess... People keep acting like they're my friends all of a sudden."
>"Well, I'm sure they're all just... Seeing the positive qualities they've been missing."
>"Yeh? Like what?"
>Rarity turns to Applejack with a venomous look on her face
>"What an absolutely deplorable thing to ask!"
>"No offense, but Twi was kind of an asshole before the whole rape thing. 'N now, you're sayin' she's not? Like the rape fixed her personality? That wha 'cher sayin'? Now that's deplorable, Rarity."
>Rarity just blubbers gibberish and then grunts
>"Crass, mannerless... Hick!"
"It's fine, Rarity... I'd rather you guys not treat me differently, please."
>"I don't even see why she sits here if she's going to be nothing more than a cretin."
>"Because I'm the one who y'all rope into all yer manual labor needs, 'n so I get ta say what I want. I was raised to be honest."
>It's every fucking day with these two
>Things eventually simmer down at the table
>"Oh, hey, Egghead. You any good at fighting games?"
"I mean, I guess?"
>"I know you're usually busy, but do you think we could hang out after school? My usual bud is busy, and I need to practice."
>Rainbow leans back with her arms behind her head
>Doing the whole 'cocky' thing
>"Oh, just for the local tournament which I'm going to win."
"O-Oh... What game?"
>Yeah, that's totally a fighting game
>You remember why you're always 'too busy' to hang out with Rainbow Dash
>Why not just eat manure straight outta the bag?
>"So, are ya in?"
"Oh, I don't know... What about Anon?"
>"Anon thinks video games are dumb."
>Well, they are
>Video games are terrible
>You fucking pleb
>Rainbow looks at you expectantly
>Fuck, don't be so fucking acerbic, Twilight
>She likes what she likes, right?
>You fancy yourself pretty decent at Smash, so, why not?
>It would be better than shitposting for a whole day, right?
"S-Sure... We can hang out."
>"Sick! In advance, I'm sorry for beating your ass so hard, Egghead."
>Trixie yammers in your ear about her Pathfinder sessions with Sunny
>Usually, you'd tell her to shut up
>You don't listen, either, but you're just a little too exhausted for that
>Eventually the bell rings
>As you being leaving, Fluttershy taps you on the shoulder
>"He'll have something for you next week."
>And then she just walks away
>Just don't worry too hard about it, Twilight
>The rest of the day goes by much as the beginning
>You hate them so fucking much
>You almost think it was better when they were bullying you
>After the school day ends, you head over to Rainbow's locker
>"Ready to get your ass whooped?"
>Rainbow laughs and pats you on the back
>God fucking damn it
>You're not stuttering because you're scared or nervous, but...
>Sometimes it feels like your body is scared, even if your mind isn't
>6th sense of being around people you aren't that close with
>You follow Rainbow Dash into the school parking lot
>"Check it out, man! Got this baby with my own money."
>Looks like a pretty old car
>Older than you, at least
>Definitely in way better shape than Treehugger's, but...
>You wonder why she's so proud of it
>The two of you get into her car
>"Dude, listen to this stuff."
>"Awesome, right?! So fucking heavy."
"Y-Yeah... C-Cannibal Corpse... My favorite."
>More like 'most plebstream metal band'
>"HOLY SHIT ME TOO!"
>The ride to Rainbow's house isn't the most fun you've ever had
>Too many Cannibal Corpse songs later, you arrive at Rainbow's house
>It's a small, one floor home
>"Okay dude, c'mon!"
>She pulls you along and you enter her home
>There's a faint odor in the air
>Not quite sure what it is, but it's not a good thing
>Rainbow Dash brings you into her room
>Posters cover the walls for various pleb bands and movies
"S-So, which Smash are we playing?"
>"Brawl, obviously. It's the only one with tripping!"
>You almost feel your heart stop
>Rainbow Dash laughs
>"I'm just fucking with you dude. Obviously Melee. What do you think I am, an idiot?"
>Not sure you should answer that truthfully
>"Well, c'mon, take a seat and prepare yourself to be destroyed."
"Y-Y-You're the o-one who's going t-to get destroyed..."
>She boots up her gamecube and hands you a controller
>Thank God it's not one of those shitty MadCatz controllers
>She sets it to a stock match with 4 lives, 8 minutes, no items
>She picks Fox
>Think you're hardcore, huh?
>You'll show her
>Get ready to be embarrassed, you pleb
>Ganon is definitely not your main
>Not even in your top ten
>But you sperged over this game hard when it came out
>You won't need your best to beat Dash
>And the stage is Final Destination
>As the match begins, Rainbow Dash turns to you
>Pff, whatever kiddo
>You get ready to crush her and—
>Oh, she's actually good
>Well, this was a mistake
>You're barely able to touch her
>God, Ganondorf is so fucking slow and terrible
>Fucking garbage clone characters
>Fox is so broken
>This game is so dumb
>Sweat crosses your brow as you being concentrating, playing with all your might
>At this point she's just fucking with you
>Taunting and shit
>"COME ON, COME ON, COME ON"
>SHUT UP YOUR ANTHROPOMORPHIC BAG OF SHIT
>You're on your last legs, in the red, one stock, and she's still fresh on two
>Okay, just try and—
>"DUDE, that was so sick! I've never seen anyone play Ganon like that before!"
>"I knew you were cool, Egghead."
>Okay, you're going to try this time
>No more Ganondorf
>Over the next few matches, you manage to take a few wins, but...
>Fuck, she's actually really, really good at this
>Guess it's just in her autistically competitive nature
>"Woo! That was a close one. We should play more often, man."
>Maybe she isn't as bad as you thought
>Still a Chad though
>"So, dude, can I ask you something?"
>"So... What was it like doing, you know, uh, drugs and stuff? Really cool?"
"U-Uh... I guess it was fun and stuff..."
>"I'm sorry if you don't want to, you know, talk about it... I'm just really curious is all."
>You try to remember back
>Well, it was trippy as hell
>You chuckle to yourself
>You can actually use 'trippy' to describe something without being figurative
>Or is it figurative?
"I don't know, it was really crazy. Apparently, if you freak out, it just makes everything worse... I got really paranoid at first."
>"Was it scary?"
"I literally thought I was going to die..."
>Rainbow's eyes widen
>She's completely enraptured by what you have to say
>It's... Really weird to have someone listening to you this intently
"It got better, though, when the rest of the stuff kicked in..."
>"Did you, like see stuff?"
>You describe your trip to her as best as you can remember
>Stuff about horses
>Try to leave out the sex stuff
>It'd be too awkward, you think
>"Woah man, that's so crazy..."
>You smile awkwardly and rub at the back of your head
>"And you're okay, right?"
"Yeah... Nothing bad happened. Well, no, not nothing, but, eh..."
>Rainbow Dash gives you a worried look
"I... I'm fine, you know. I was fine then. I know you were just... trying to be a good friend, telling my dad and stuff, but..."
>"Yeah... I dunno, Egghead. It's just confusing, I guess. I just, I don't know, I felt like I had to do something. And the stuff Fluttershy said just put me on edge, I guess."
>You don't want to talk about her at all
>There's an awkward silence
>"So... Okay, maybe this is stupid, but, like, do you think you could hook me up? It's just, I dunno, it sounds like something fun to do, you know?"
"Y-You want me to hook you up?"
>"Yeah! C'mon Egghead, what do ya say? We're friends, right?"
>You're not so sure that would be a good idea...
"I don't know, Rainbow..."
>"C'mon, man. We're friends, right? I won't tell anyone about it!"
>Man, would it be okay to 'hook her up' with Treehugger?
>Definitely can't send her to Fluttershy
>She'd probably kill you, literally, for that
>Maybe even Rainbow
>Yeah, definitely don't do that
>Being someone's 'hook up' for drugs
>Definitely never thought that would be you
>You're not totally against drugs, you know, now that you've done them
>And Treehugger's really nice
>Maybe if you introduced Dash to her, she'd see she wasn't a bad person...
>And maybe shit could get totally fucked
>You could drag her into really bad shit and ruin her life
"Ehhh... I-I don't know if it would be a good thing, you know?"
>Rainbow grabs your forearm
>"Let me be cool with you, Egghead. C'mon!"
>Being cool is starting to seem really overrated
>Is that all people want?
"D-Do you want to just play some more Smash?"
>You guys play a few more rounds
>You beat her almost painlessly every time
>She's hardly doing any of the tryhard shit she was doing earlier
"You're not even trying!"
>Ugh, she's being so mopey
"Is it really... Really that big of a deal?"
>"Will you just tell me why not?"
"It's just... I don't know, it doesn't seem like a great idea..."
>"I'd be awesome at it! I'd be totally great at it, man!"
"W-What's that even supposed to mean?"
>She lays down on the bed
>"I dunno. It's just true. I'm always number one, man. Is it that you don't like me?"
"It's not that..."
>"What's good for the goose is good for the gander, right?"
"Did you just hang out with me to ask about this?"
>"Pfff, whhaaaat? No way man, that ain't me."
>That's not the answer you were expecting
"You only wanted to hang out because..."
>"Egghead, nah. I always ask you to hang out. Why's it different this time? But c'mon, you know you could trust me. It would be sick. Like Heavy Metal, or whatever. I bet my trips would be awesome, man."
"Is there even a Smash tournament?"
>"I mean, you know, it's the club tournament. Which we have every week. But still! Practice is good, y'know?"
>She didn't even really want to hang out with you
>Just an excuse to get 'super sick' drugs from you or whatever
>Rainbow Dash tries to laugh everything off and sits back up next to you
>"Do you want to watch a movie?"
>"Oh come on! Are you mad at me, Egghead? Okay, so MAYBE I had some ulterior motives, but I still also wanted to have fun with you! We never hang out, and today was awesome, right? I know the answer is yes!"
>It was pretty good up until this point
>You cross your arms and shrug
>"C'mon! You're keeping me from the trifecta!"
>"Sex, Drugs, and Rock 'n Roll! I got two outta the three! This is my lifestyle we're talking about, man!"
>What in the fuck is she even talking about?
"Just leave it, okay?"
>"Have it your way, Egghead... Do you want to go back to playing?"
"I thought you just wanted to hang out..."
>"Aw, don't be like that, man! I do want to hang out! You're a cool person, Egghead. I just thought it would be cool. You told me yourself that it was awesome!"
>Ugh, fucking Rainbow Dash
>You did tell her that it was rather enjoyable
>And she has always been pretty nice to you
>This is literally serious business...
"But you can't tell anybody! And, uh, 'be cool', or whatever."
>Rainbow Dash... flexes
>"Psh, I'm the Queen of Cool!"
>This is a terrible
>Can't walk it back now
>That would be awkward as fuck
>"So, like, do you have stuff on you right now?"
"No! Ugh, look, I... I can bring you along on the weekend, okay?"
>Rainbow Dash squeals
>"OmgomgOMG! Twilight, you WILL not regret this! It'll be SO SICK."
"Don't tell anybody, okay?"
>"Duh, of course not. I'm so excited! It'll be just like a music video, dude!"
>You are a fucking retard
>Dash pulls you into a hug
>"Egghead, you are SO. COOL."
>Something floods your chest
>Is this what it feels like to be cool to someone?
>If Dash feels like this all the time, no wonder she's so obsessed with it
>"Okay, so, wanna watch a movie?"
>"Awesome! Have you seen Guardians of the Galaxy? It's so funny! 'Why would I rub my finger on his throat?' LOL!"
>You didn't hate the movie
>But you do now
>"And afterwards I can show you the tumblrs I follow. The internet has so many sick memes, man. I know you're on the internet a lot, so you probably know about sick memes, too, right?"
>This isn't dank
>This isn't dank at all
>How can so much pleb be inside one person?
>You realize that this doesn't feel that much different from hanging out with Trixie
>If Trixie just talked a little different...
>'DUDE, check out my SICK Magic deck!'
>'WOAH, DUDE, PATHFINDER, LMAO'
>What's the fucking difference
>Just... Just try and enjoy yourself, Twilight
>Maybe some of your patrician sensibilities will rub off on her
>Movie is sort of enjoyable with Dash
>She's... very lively, and other people laughing makes you more likely to, so, you know
>"Dude, have you heard of this band?"
>Urge to vomit rising
>Please have some less pleb taste, please God
>Or please be ironic
>One of the two
>A lot of the 'sick' memes Rainbow Dash showed you you've not seen before
>Normies are starting to generate their own memes now, huh?
>You almost feel like showing her where the REAL magic happens
>The places where people of taste go for the dankest of memes
>But you refrain
>That would be autistic as fuck
>And usually you mock that line of thought
>But when you're talking to a normie about memes...
>What else are you supposed to think?
>That your dank memes AREN'T better?
>"Dude, do you play guitar?"
>"You totally should, man. It's awesome to be awesome. Wanna see my rad skills?"
>Whatever, just humor her
>Judging by the bands she likes, she'll be shit
>Headbang and play simple power chords
>"Okay dude, get ready to have your face melted."
>What a fucking—
>In the sea of things Rainbow is a pleb at, at least she's legitimately awesome at a few things
>You wonder why someone could be talented at a musical instrument and still be an absolute utter pleb
>The mind of a normie...
>"Sick, right? That's the solo to an original piece of mine. I told you I have a band, right?"
>"Right. I have a band and we're awesome!"
>You finish the day off with a few more games of Smash
>You pull out just a single win
>The day wasn't as bad you thought it would be
>Smash was good
>Movie was okay
>And Dash thinks you're cool!
"Well... I guess this was fun... Thanks for inviting me."
>"No problemo, Egghead! Need a drive home?"
>Give Rainbow Dash better taste
>It doesn't take long to get to your house
>"It was fun hangin' out with you, Egghead. And see you on the weekend, right?"
>"Smell ya later!"
>Eh, things will be okay
>You walk into your house
>"Twilight! Where were y—"
>"Oh... She's a nice girl. Well, I hope you had a good time."
>You head to your room with a smile
>Today was, for once, a pretty good day all the way through!
>Aside from the way people treat you at school...
>You get angry just thinking about all the insincerity...
>Rainbow Dash doesn't seem like a bad person
>Pleb, sure, but...
>Yeah, you're gonna be cool
>You know you said you didn't care about that, but
>Well, when you have it within your grasp
>You must be way less awkward than you used to be
>You scratch at his neck as you sit on your chair
>You pull him up onto your lap
"Guess who's going to be popular soon?"
>He licks your face
>Pretty sure that means 'You!'
>Normies are going to forget about being awkward with you
>And when that happens, you'll move on up
>And Sunny is probably going to be unsuspended soon
>So she'll be able to help you
>A bit early for bed, so it's time for 4chan
>You decide to go on /r9k/ and make fun of people for still being disgusting cuck NEETS
>Ascended Robot master race
>Some good shitpost sessions later, you hop in bed and sleep
>You head to school with 'good vibes'
>People aren't being quite as weird around you
>Fucking piece of shit normies
>All nice one day and indifferent the next
>At lunch, Trixie invites you to the Game Shop
>You'll be able to clean up this mess with Moondancer
>Maybe you'll even be able to do it without actually having to apologize to that cunt
>Apparently Trixie and Sunny are still playing Pathfinder with her
>You've got Frank ready and rarin' to go, so
>It'll be like shitposting in real life...
>In a tabletop roleplaying game
>If Moondancer has a sense of humor, it'll be fun
>If not, fuck her
>Maybe your gloating was a little over the top, but sheesh
>After school ends, you meet up with Trixie
>"Miss Sparkle! Trixie is so glad you are coming."
>You and Trixie begin walking towards the Game Shop
>Hopefully Sunny won't give you the cold shoulder
>Trixie goes on and on about some anime she was watching
>Some pleb shit, whatever
>One long, one-sided conversation later, you arrive at the shop
>Judging by the banner outside, there's a tournament of some sort going on today
>Oh boy, a congregation of autists
>As you enter, you spot Moondancer's father
>He frowns as he sees you
>"Try not to run my daughter out of the store this time, huh?"
>Why are you even feeling guilty about telling that bitch what's what?
>Maybe it'll be easier to apologize if you have an iota of guilt
>Even if it's mostly her fault for being autistic
>Trixie pulls you along to Sunny and Moondancer's table
>"Trixie and Miss Sparkle are here!"
>Sunny gives the two of you a wave
>Moondancer doesn't look up from her spot
>The listless movement
>The dead face
>The dejected eyes
>Fucking sperg, letting little things like a party and a game loss spiral her into depression
>You take your seat opposite her
>Sunny gives you a stare
"Moondancer... I just want to apologize for—"
>"Whatever. It doesn't matter."
"L-Look, I just want to make things right, and—"
>"I don't care anymore. I can just 'eat a dick', right?"
>Does she have to make everything difficult?
>Can't even fucking apologize
>You turn to Sunny and shrug
>She smiles and leans to your ear
>Th-That didn't sound as nice as she looked saying it
>She pulls away and smiles at you again
>Moondancer stares at the floor
>This is literally not your fault
>Sure, maybe that party meant a lot to her, or whatever
>You were probably busy
"A-Are you in the tournament?"
>"I quit Magic..."
"W-Well, maybe, if you play, you can beat me and show me who's boss? Look, I'm sorry, and I... I deserve to get my ass whooped, okay?"
>Moondancer frowns slightly
>You see her snarl
>"Actually, yes... This was just the trial before my true vengeance!"
>JUST STOP BEING RETARDED FOR ONE SECOND
>Your eyes turn to Sunny
>She gives you that 'I dunno!' look
>That's probably good enough
>You tried, and Moondancer is still being an insane bitch
>Not everyone deserves to get an apology
>Whatever depressive funk she was in seems to have disappeared
>Now it's Asshole Moondancer, who you know all too well
"When's it actually, uh, start?"
>"Hour or two... Then you will be incinerated in the fire of my wrath."
>Time enough for some Pathfinder
"So, let's get to playing then. I brought my character. He's a bard. Name's Frank."
>Moondancer extends her hand out
>"Lemme see him."
>You hand over the sheet
>"Looks fine... Do you have a backstory for him that I can read quick?"
"Oh, sorry, my backstory for him is three hundred pages long."
>Moondancer grunts and gives you an angry look
>"What's with you and stupid-long backstories?!"
"I like to be thorough. Look, we've played before, a lot. You know Frank's legit."
>You can see her thinking
>About what, you're not sure
>After a few moments, Moondancer leans back in her chair smiling
>"Mm, yes, I think this will be a fun session today... Just to catch you up, Sunset and Trixie are searching for a powerful warlock rumored to be constructing a dark army. Right now they're in a tavern."
"Frank likes taverns."
>She rolls her eyes
>"Whatever. Are you guys ready to start?"
>"Trixie is ready!"
>It'll be nice to hang out with Sunny and Trixie
>Even if it's over something as autistic as a tabletop game
>And even if Moondancer is here
>Clearly she's planning some shit to troll you
>Too bad for her
>Frank's backstory is so long, she's never going to check to see if what you say about him is true
>You can always go and edit the backstory once the session is over
>"Sunrise Gleam and the Great and Powerful Tricia are in the Bellshire Tavern, resting after having defeated the necromancers in a nearby cave..."
>You enter the tavern and spot your new party buds, Sunrise Gleam and the Great and Powerful Tricia
"Hello, beautiful madams. I am Frank, the Bard. Yes, that Frank. I believe I'm to be joining you on your journey."
>"I am pleased to meet you, Frank. I am the Great and Powerful Tricia, Wizard Matriarch of—"
"Wait, you don't talk in the third person?"
>"W-What are you talking about, Frank?"
"Just, huh... I don't know, I expected YOUR character to—"
>"[Miss Sparkle, you're being out of character! Tricia does not know of Trixie's existence!]"
>Tricia finishes up with her introduction
>Her fucking roleplaying character is less autistic than her
>How's that happen?
>"Glad to meet ya, Frank. Name's Sunrise Gleam."
"*cat purring noises* Come here often?"
>Sunny gives you a weird look
>Fuck, no, it's not...
"[Frank's a huge, womanizer. Uh... I'm not trying to be weird, or anything...]"
>Sunrise Gleam gives you a strange look
>"Are you hitting on me?"
"Guy can't hit on beautiful women?"
>"Oh, well, you know, it's just all the scars and my half-burned face which I keep hidden behind a mask, is all. Most people tend to fear me."
"O-O-Oh... Uh, yeah, uh, Frank's... I'm totally into that, you know. The whole 'horrible scarring' look. Burns. Y-Yeah. Right up there with, uh amputations..."
>Trixie and Sunny give you extremely concerned looks
"[U-U-Uh... Frank does not represent M-MY views.]"
"S-So, babe, u-uh—"
>"If you continue down this path, I will crush you."
>"[Miss Sparkle, if Frank is supposed to be a womanizer, why does he stutter so much?]"
>Sh-Shut up, Trixie
>"AH! The heroes! We are ever so gracious for the help you've given our small village. Our patriarch is throwing a party in your honor!"
>The Great and Powerful Tricia bows and accepts
>Sunrise Gleam nods and says her thanks
>"Oh, and you're not invited, Frank."
>"[What? Frank didn't help with the necromancer infestation. He's not invited.]"
"So, what should I do in the meantime, since I'm not invited to this SUPER COOL party?"
>The portly man pokes you in the chest
>"YOU can stay in here and drink your sorrows away, while MY—OUR TOWN'S friends get a huge, cool party!"
"Frank has no sorrows, no regrets. The perfect man experiences no such things."
>The man stomps his foot
>"You're going to stay here, in the tavern, ALONE."
>You put your hands on your heart
"Woe is me. Truly, I have been a struck a blow to my ego. A party that I am not invited to? It's almost as if my whole life were for naught. And so I shall drink away my sorrows! Poor Frank the Bard, if only—"
>Sunny and Trixie looks uncomfortable
>Look at that Moondancer
>Look at them turn on you
>Tricia and Sunrise say their good-byes
>Apparently they get a huge party
>They're getting statues
>For some reason, the village has items far above their pay grade to give to their 'heroes'
>You drink your booze and theatrically bemoan your fate
>Wow Moondancer, is THIS how YOU felt all those years ago?
>So fucking sorry, my god
>I never knew
>You begin to vomit and fall over dead from poisoned beer
>"Oops, guess you'll just have to sit this one out, Twilight!"
"Frank is immune to all poisons."
>"What?! That's stupid. How?"
>You crack your knuckles
"He's slowly built up a tolerance to every major poison in the region. A bard of his standing has a lot of enemies."
>The tavern starts on fire
>Yeah, well you can just walk—
>Oh, the doors are locked, spooky
>Well, you'll just jump out the win—
"Um, wouldn't this tavern get shut down for building code violations if it had literally no windows?"
>"The village of Bellshire is run by a poorly-organized bureaucracy that never gets anything done, and so does not have the time to see who does and who does not have windows."
>Frank finds the source of the fire and puts it out with water—
>"What?! He doesn't have water on him!"
"Frank keeps water in his stomach at all times, just in case."
>"That's dumb! That's not even a thing."
"Actually, it's a thing. Some magician learned to do it. So Frank puts out the fire with his stomach water."
>"Oh, so Frank's a magician, now?"
>You cross your arms
"No, he just knows a lot of stuff."
>There's too much fire for Frank to put out with his measly water reserves
>So, it's a good thing he has a lot of water in that stomach!
>No, there's too much fire
>Fine, Frank will just use the beer in the tavern to put out the fire
>Oh, there's only enough for Frank's stupid face to get drunk, but not enough to put out a fire
>Sunrise Gleam barges through the door and—
>No, she's definitely strong enough, this has been established
"Is it just me, or did it get hot in here?"
>Cat purring noises
>Finger guns at Sunrise
"Woah, hey, man-handling!"
>Sunrise picks you up and puts you on her back
>Apparently she's much taller and stronger than Frank, apart from being a hideously disfigured warrior woman
>Frank just likes what he likes, man
>"[Guys, let's just play, okay?]"
"Thank you for saving me, Sunrise."
>"I couldn't just let someone die."
>Frank begins to tear up
"Oh, you should have let me! I can't go on, knowing that I wasn't invited to this SICK party... I... My whole life... Ruined! I've finally realized the futility of life. The pervasive despair which fills it! What is life, but a lonesome party of one to which no others can truly ever be invited? Born alone! Die alone! I—"
>Oh God, is she actually tearing up again?
>Oh boo hoo you, Moondancer
>Try to fucking murder me with poison and fire
>Can't even handle my dramatic speech
>You're going to be in the right this time
>You're trying to have a little fun
>Moondancer is sperging out, trying to kill you off as soon as the game begins
>She's CLEARLY trying to spite you
>Trying to be an asshole to you
>Sunny will see
>THIS is what you've been dealing with your whole life
>Spergs are so fucking dramatic
>Not chill at all
>Cry those crocodile tears
>Moondancer sniffs and rubs at her face
>In the crowded throng of the Bellshire plaza, a young woman approaches Frank
>One he used to know
>Sick, another dumb way for you to get killed
>Probably an assassin or spurned lover or something
>"You really hurt me," she says, "why can't you understand that?"
>Frank hurts a lot of dames
>Not his fault they get pump-n-dump'd
>Mad pussy life and all
>You know how it is
>"Don't you remember the time we spent together? Don't you have any good memories from it? Honestly, more than I want to hurt you, I... I just want my friend back... Maybe that makes me lame..."
>Frank has no friends
>In every port and so on
>"I don't want to be angry anymore... Or sad... I just don't know w-why you don't care about me, when you meant so much to me..."
>Lol, Moondancer's actually tearing up giving this shitty monologue
>The girl falls on her knees crying
>"I only ever wanted you to care about me..."
>Frank don't care 'bout no dames
>You're waiting for her to try and stab you
>Sunny leans to you and whispers
>"[Hug her or something]"
>Yeah, and get Frank killed
>This is all part of Moondancer's ploys to get you killed in the game
>Act all sad and shit
>Nah, she's already shown her true stripes
>You feel something kick your legs
>What the fuck
>You were about to land the Coup de Grace on the day
>Frank would turn around
>Pull own his pants
>'You've been blessed, my child'
>Moondancer is made a fool of, and her assassin is sent packin' with a face full of fart
>Getting stabbed in the asshole would be totally worth it
>Speaking of, Moondancer's really bawling now
>Her breathing is haggard and she's sniveling all over herself
>Fucking sperg fag...
>This is a little much for a DM trick
>Her hair falls out of its disgusting front bun
>Still has the same haircut from when you were children
>The style she copied off of you
>It's like looking into a mirror that makes everything ugly
>Ugh, the fart thing would've been awesome
>Frank goes and hugs the young woman
"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I... I know what it's like to like someone who doesn't... who treats you like shit."
"I... I guess I never tried to really understand what it felt like from your perspective, and—"
>The woman stabs Frank in the gut
>He dies, sputtering blood onto the ground
>You give Moondancer a deadpan look
>You turn to Sunny
>She has a fierce scowl on her face
>"Moondancer, what the fuck was that?!"
>"VENGEANCE! You fool! You fell for it! That's the oldest trick in the book!"
"Do I look like I care about Frank? Or this game? You know what, apology retracted. Go be sad about a party that happened half our lifetime ago."
>"Sad? No, this is just the beginning! First Frank, and then, the Magic tournament! You will finally know my anguish!"
>Sunny stands up from the table
>"Well, I'm not playing anymore."
>"W-What, why not?"
>"Trixie is not playing either."
>"Pff, like I care! You have egg on your face, Sparkle, and soon I will reclaim my Magic superiority!"
>You, Trixie, and Sunny head over to an empty table as Moondancer cackles behind you
>The three of you take your seats
>You can see Sunny trying to contain her scowl
"See?! I told you, Sunny!"
>She pounds her fist on the table
>"Why can't people just stop being assholes for once?! God, I could just..."
>Her fists redden as she clenches them tighter
>She exhales slowly
>Breathes in slowly
>Sunny rubs at her face, shakes her head, and breaths out
>Her face emerges with its signature sunny smile
>You wonder if this should be off-putting
>"I suppose we will not be playing with her anymore... Ugh, and the campaign was just getting good..."
>"Yes, Trixie is sad about that too..."
"Well, I told you guys. Moondancer! She's always been like this! You don't understand what I've been dealing with."
>"Being an asshole to her after last time was still—"
"Oh come on! I was totally justified!"
>"Two wrongs don't make a right."
>You cross your arms
"Well, what about what you did to Anon?"
>"I find there's a difference between a needed punishment and being a dick."
"Well, are we good now?"
>"Yeah. You tried to do the right thing. Moondancer's just a bitch."
>Glad you could hear her say that
>Maybe you feel sort-of bad about what you did to Moondancer
>Just a little
>But thankfully that spergs out of your life now
>Huh, there's someone heading towards your table...
>Oh God, it's that fucking Cheeto Dust guy
>Le Atheist Meme shirt
"What do you want? We're talking."
>"I couldn't help but s-spot you from across the r-room."
>He smiles awkwardly at Trixie
>"I'm Cheeto Dust. W-What's your name?"
>"Trixie is Trixie."
>He laughs weirdly
>He also stands weirdly
>Man, it feels good to be alpha
>You're like the most alpha person here, aside from Sunny
>Maybe even more than her...
>For the situation
>She may have the amazing body, but you've got the relevant skills
>"S-So, Trixie, c-could I get your number?"
>"Oh. Why would you want that?"
>He begins to stammer more vigorously
>"I-I-I don't know... To call you?"
>"Trixie doesn't really like phone calls. It's hard to talk to people on them."
>"O-Oh, yeah. Me too, I, uh, I think so too...
>"Trixie is confused. Why do you wish to have her number if you do not wish to use it?"
>He starts sweating
>Well, more than he already was
>"I-I'm sorry... I-I-I'm not good at this."
>"At asking for phone numbers?"
>You're cringing so fucking hard right now
>"I-I'm just not g-good at talking to b-b-b-b-beautiful ladies."
>This is like watching a cringe video happen right in front of you
>Now YOU'RE starting to sweat
>So fucking awkward in here
>Sunny's just watching like she's looking at a fucking puppy or something
>"Thank you for your nice comment!"
>"N-N-No problem, m'lady."
>"S-So, can I have your number?"
>"Trixie supposes. Why not?"
>They exchange numbers
>It's like watching an autistic mating dance
>"F-Farewell, beautiful maidens..."
>Once Cheeto Dust is a good distance away, you break out into laughter
>"Twilight, stop it!"
"I-I-I can't! I'm going to die! Oh my God, that guy! HA!"
>Sunny crosses her arms
>"Well, I thought it was cute."
>"Why is Trixie giving someone her number cute? Now Trixie has another friend to play with!"
>You laugh more
>Oh my God
>This can't be real
>"Trixie, you know he was hitting on you, right?"
>"Trixie does not think so."
>Trixie talks about something retarded
>Today is a good day
>"So, are you still going to play in the tournament, Twilight?"
"Eh, I suppose. Might as well since we're here."
>You decide to go sign up for the tournament
>Ugh, the list of names is laundry list of autism
>Why can't people just use their actual names?
>'The Magic Man'
>'Captain Card Picker'
>'The Great and Powerful Trixie'...
>And so on
>Moondancer's on there as well
>You shudder as you remember signing these things as 'Magic Savant'
>If you could go back in time and kill yourself without creating a paradox...
>After signing up, you head back to your table
>"How's the competition look?"
"You're looking at the winner."
>Sunny laughs cutely
>"I thought Rainbow was the cocky one."
>It's nice being on her good side again
>"Good luck, Miss Sparkle!"
"You too, Trixie."
>This isn't so bad
>Even if it's autistic, you can have fun here
>They finally reveal the brackets
>Quarter-Final, Semi-Final, Final
>You and Moondancer are on a collision course to the finals
>And there, you will ravage her lifeless body
>She'll wish she'd never messed with—
>Stop being such a fucking autist
>It's just a game
>A fun game!
>But not one that matters that much
>Cheeto Dust and Jugular Follicles set up to spectate the tournament
>"Ladies and gentleman, here you have it, the ninth annual Game Shop Magic Open! We've got a few newbies here, and a few establish power players."
>"That's right, Juggo! Blah blah blah blah..."
>As people get ready, you sit down to face your first opponent
>Some fucking middle school kid
>Probably babby's first tournament
>Time to take out the trash
>You tear the soul from his body without breaking a sweat
>You proceed to win the next two games with the kid in a sweep
>It seems like Trixie is doing pretty well, too
>At the table next to you, you spot her destroying some fat, ugly chick
>Sunny is off on the sidelines cheering you and Trixie on
>In the intermission between rounds, Moondancer approaches you
>"I see you're moving on ahead, Twilight."
>"When we meet in the finals, I'm going to enjoy destroying you."
"I thought you said you wouldn't enjoy that last time."
>"W-W-Well, shut up! This time I'm going to enjoy it! The two of us, we're the cream of the crop! But I will show you that, between the two of us, there's a clear better!"
>"Say something back!"
"I'm glad I didn't go to that party!"
>She shrieks and runs off
>Trixie runs up to you
>"Miss Sparkle! Trixie thinks we're dueling next!"
"I'm glad you won your match, Trixie. I'm not going to go easy on you."
>"Trixie would hope not!"
>For the semi-finals, you and Trixie will play your match, then Moondancer and her opponent
>Easier for Orenstein & Smough to commentate that way, you guess
>"Let us have a good match, Miss Sparkle!"
"Let's get ready to duel!"
>N-No, you didn't mean it like that
>As you get into the Best of 5 match, you find Trixie is really putting on her A game
>You've always been better than her, though
>First round goes to you
>Then the second
>Trixie's able to snap up the third
>But you take the fourth
>"And it looks like former Regional Magic the Gathering Minor League Champion Twilight Sparkle is moving onto the finals!"
>Trixie goes to shake your hand
>"Good game, Miss Sparkle."
>GG no re
>You go to sit with Sunny and watch the next match
>"Nice job you guys! I'm not sure what's going on, but you did good!"
>"So, Moondancer and..."
>Sunny holds a piece of paper in her hands
>"Q are next."
>Well, this is going to be over quick—
>"We've got MORE high-caliber gameplay coming up ahead, guys! Magic legend, Q is here, returning after his stunning defeat by Moondancer at the last regional tournament!"
>"That's right, Juggo! Pride! Honor! Revenge! This match is going to be a spectacle. And there they go, shaking hands."
>'Q' is dressed in an overly-flashy get up
>Like he's some eccentric poker player at some international tournament or something
>'Q' bows to the crowd of cheering spergs
>"Isn't he a bit old to be playing here? I mean, I think he's the only one here above college age..."
>You're frozen in your seat
>Why the fuck is Discord here?
>"Twilight, what's wrong?"
>Cheers erupt in the crowd as the match progresses
>Try to stay calm, Twilight
>Sunny looks to you, then 'Q', then back
>"Oh my God..."
>Fuck fuck fuck
>Breath in and out, Twilight
>After each victory, Discord takes a bow and receives a round of applause
>Moondancer is looking incredibly frazzled
>Almost on the verge of tears
>"WOW! Superb performance so far by Q! Moondancer is looking like a total amateur right now."
>"Unlike me at asking out girls. Did I tell you I got a girl's number, Juggo?"
>"You haven't stopped talking about it!"
>Why is here?!
>Did he know you would be here?
>How could he?
>You feel Sunny hold your hand
>"Just stay calm, Twilight. Don't let him get in your head."
>You nod meekly
>"AND THAT'S IT! Q decimates Moondancer in a three game sweep! I've never seen a deck like that before!"
>"I'm honestly blown away right now."
>Moondancer runs out of the shop with tears in her eyes
"W-Well... I guess it's time for the finals..."
>"Good luck. And stay calm."
>"Good luck Miss Sparkle! Trixie believes in you!"
>You shakily approach the table to face 'Q'
>"I'm afraid we haven't met! I'm Q."
>He extends his hand
>You shake hands
>"Ah! A nice, firm hand shake!"
>Your knees almost buckle
>"Look who's nervous, Dusty!"
>"Who wouldn't be? Amazing player, handsome, a man aged like fine wine—"
>"That's pretty gay, Dusty!"
>"W-Well, I mean, like, if you were a girl, you'd be nervous. The women want him, and men want to be him!"
>Just stay calm, Twilight
>You beat him last time...
>Hell, it doesn't even matter if you win!
>Just play your hardest
>Just be cool
>The two of you shuffle decks and begin to play
>If he's using his stupid troll deck again, you'll be able to—
>What the fuck kind of deck is this?
>God, stop shaking
>Stop fucking shaking, Twilight
>You take your introductory turn
>"A White-Blue deck? I see you don't like changing things up very much."
>You don't say anything
>This deck doesn't make any sense
>Too many fucking colors
>How did he even beat Moondancer with this shit?
>Discord leans forward and speaks softly
>Just loud enough for you to hear, and no one else through the sound of the crowd
>"Why don't we make this interesting?"
>You dart your eyes to him, and then your hand
"I-I-I don't know..."
>"I think I might've given off the wrong impression last time, Nighttime Shine. I really want you to know that I take my business very seriously."
"I-I think your first impression was good enough..."
>Discord laughs as the two of you continue play
>"Nonsense! Plus, where's the fun in a game with no stakes? Let's say you win, and you can walk out of here and never see me again. I win, and I may have a little surprise for you!"
>You could win your freedom
>In a fucking card game
>But if you lose?
>He could be talking about anything...
>"Looks like Q and Twilight are having a nice, friendly conversation during their game. It's always nice to see camaraderie like that!"
>Just play your hardest, Twilight!
>As the first round continues, you find yourself getting clocked by this weird-ass deck
>Its hard to even see the fucking cards in your hands with how much you're shaking
>You don't understand
>This isn't a deck you've fucking seen before
>It shouldn't have so much synergy
>It's like, no matter his hand, he can fuck you over
>He's exiling your cards
>Removing your creatures
>Hitting your life total
>And you can barely do anything
>"Twilight's not looking very good right now. Q's deck is simply too much for her!"
>"Yup! She hasn't been able to establish any power on her side of the field, and most of her attempts at controlling the game have been negated!"
>Discord laughs as he plays another card, bringing your life total even lower
>"Why so nervous?! This is just a friendly game between a couple of professionals."
>Looking at your hand, you're totally fucked
>You play what you can, but...
>"Q takes his turn and, yep, yeah, that's what I expected. The round goes to Q!"
>"Twilight's going to have to really pull it together if she wants to stand a chance in the next few rounds. We might be looking at ANOTHER sweep from Q!"
>FUCK FUCK FUCK
>"Good game, Twilight!"
>"C'mon, Twilight, where are your manners?"
>You can do this
>You HAVE to do this
>You think you're starting to understand it
>The second round begins and...
>His play style has changed completely
>Sweat is pouring down your face
"What the fuck..."
>Fuck fuck fuck
>You can't even understand what's happening right now
>This round goes even quicker than the last
>"Another unceremonious defeat for Twilight Sparkle!"
>"Don't feel bad, Twilight. Sometimes, life is like Mario Party. Winning can be losing!"
>Just play, Twilight
>You still have a chance
>Even if it's autistic, you just have to believe in the heart of the cards!
>"It looks like Twilight is finally back in her element right now, making very smart plays. The fight's really starting now!"
>"Reminds me of my parents!"
>Just play, Twilight
>No holding back!
>Even if you have to be autistic as fuck
>Reach deep into your past, and pull out the sperglord you used to be!
>You're dominating the field this time around
>Discord's smile has vanished
>You can see that he's concentrating as much as you are
>Another good draw!
>You've got a good deal of land cards out on the field right now
>He's not getting anywhere near as lucky as he was earlier
>That's what you get for having such a volatile deck!
>Too luck oriented with that many colors
>"Twilight's starting to make Q sweat! Things are turning in her favor!"
>The match is getting dragged out
>But you're winning
>Both of you are low on cards
>He's out of surprises, you're starting to get his strategy
>Discord shoots you a look as he draws
>"OH! Q has luck on his side!"
>The people in the crowd cheer as Discord wipes most of your creatures from the field
>How the fuck does he still have cards you haven't seen?!
>Fuck, no, you were so close!
>Your turn and—
>Fuck, this isn't going to help at all!
>No no no no no...
>"We can't always get what we want, Twilight."
>You take your turn, resigned to defeat
>"What a great match! Twilight nearly seemed to pull of a victory in the third round, but Q took the sweep! That's it for this edition of the Magic podcast!"
>You stand up from the table
>Tears begin welling in your eyes
>Discord walks over to you and puts his arm around you
>"Don't be a spoilt sport, Twilight! You were doing well at the end there. Too bad for you I had a little insurance."
>He shows you—
>Literal cards up his sleeve
>"Won! And your runner-up prize is coming in two parts!"
>He smiles at the crowd as it begins to disperse
>Jugular Follicles strides up to you and Discord
>"Amazing game, you two! Huge fan of the both of you, and—"
>"Would you mind giving us a minute? I'd like to have a chat with Twilight here."
>Discord gives a large grin
>"Sure, no problem."
>As he leaves, Discord turns to you
>"You know, I didn't quite know who you were when we first met, or rather, who you were related to."
>What's that supposed to mean?
>"I hear your brother has been a nuisance for his coworkers. You wouldn't mind clearing that up, would you?"
>You shake your head
"I-I can... I can try..."
>"Good! And please smile more, this whole 'fear' thing isn't very becoming."
>You try to smile
"I-Is that all?"
>"And I've set up a little surprise waiting for you! Just in case you have any silly ideas. Need ta show you who's boss!"
>Discord uses his thumbs to pull on invisible suspenders
>That doesn't sound good at all
>"Well, this was fun. I like you, Twilight. Let's do this again sometime. Toodles!"
>As he walks away, you collapse on the ground
>You hear someone mutter "drama queen" as they pass by
>Sunny and Trixie run up to you
>"Miss Sparkle, it's okay if you lost! Don't be sad!"
>You feel Sunny pull on your arm, helping you up
>"What was he talking to you about?"
"I-I-I... He said he had a 'surprise' waiting for me..."
>Sunny swears under her breath and hugs you
>"Trixie likes surprises!"
>"Not now, Trix... Why don't you go home, I'll stick with Twilight for a bit."
>Trixie nods and joins in on the hug
>"Goodbye! Trixie had fun!"
>You try to smile as she skips off
>"Pull yourself together, Twilight... Maybe... Maybe it won't be something that bad..."
"I-I sort of doubt that..."
>Sunny leads you to a more secluded area to sit down
>You give out a shaky sigh as you take your seat next to her
>"I... I can't believe that's him. It's... Not what I expected."
"Doesn't matter what he looks like... He's still Discord. Man, I'm so fucked."
>"Twilight, I'll... I'll try to help you however I can. I'm not sure how, but I'll try. Fuck..."
>You clench your fists
>She always seemed to be the quintessential shy girl
>It's in her fucking name!
>You nuzzle yourself against Sunny
"Thanks, but... I'm not sure if anyone can help me right now..."
>"So, what do you do now?"
"I don't know..."
>You feel like avoiding home...
>You're not sure what Discord's surprise is, but...
>It can't be anything good
>Part of you hopes that it actually might be
>Maybe Discord is just that crazy
>Hope against hope
>Whatever's waiting for you, you have to find out
"I... I guess I go home."
>"Do you want me to come with?"
>You're not sure you could even make it by yourself
>Feeling so lightheaded
>Sunny supports you as you leave the Game Shop
>"Do you have a gun?"
>"I think you might want one."
>Needing a gun on you doesn't sound fun
>Is this where your life has really come?
>As the two of you walk, you eventually regain the ability to walk on your own
>You're wobbly, but still
>She turns to you
"Th-Thanks... For being my friend... For everything."
>"You don't have to thank me for that!"
"No, I do... I've been such a terrible person... I actually tried to be a good person because of you, but... Well, I fucked that up..."
>"Because of me?"
>You turn away from her
>"Well, you don't have to try. You have to stop beating yourself up, Twilight."
>Well, here it is...
>Holding your breath, you open the door
>"Twilight! How was your day? And who's your friend?"
>You run up to him and pull him into a hug
"Oh thank God... Is Shining okay?"
>"Fine... Is something wrong?"
"N-No... I'm just glad you're okay, is all."
>He pats you on the back and breaks the hug
>"Oh! I almost forgot to tell you. Your friend Fluttershy came over and offered to bring Spike to a pet spa! For free!"
"Y-Y-You let Fluttershy take Spike?!"
>"Of course. You know how much she's done to help the animals in our community. Don't worry about it, Twilight!"
"Oh no oh no oh no oh no..."
>You hear Sunny stamp her foot behind you
"I-I-Is the spa nearby?!"
>"Do you really think she would've taken Spike to the spa?!"
>You pace frantically
"I don't know! I-I'll try calling her!"
>You quickly try and find Fluttershy's number in your phone
>'U-Uh, hi... This is Fluttershy...'
"Fluttershy! Where's Spi—"
>'J-Just kidding! Please leave your message, um... after the beep...'
"We have to go to the spa!"
>"Twilight, she won't even—"
"WE HAVE TO!"
>You need to get there as fast as possible
"Dad, c-can I take your car?!"
>"But you can't drive."
>You see your Dad's keys on the table and toss them to Sunny
>The two of you run out into the garage
>"What is going on with that girl..."
>Sunny hops into the driver's seat, and you sit down next to her
>You pull out onto the road and speed your way to the pet spa
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck..."
>"God, I never fucking liked that Fluttershy girl! I'm going to fucking kill her if she did anything to your dog, Twilight. I promise you that."
>There's a fire in Sunny's eyes that scares you
>You pull hastily into the parking lot and run into the lobby
>"May I help you girls?"
"I'M LOOKING FOR MY DOG!"
>"Well, please calm d—"
>"LOOK LADY, DO YOU HAVE A 'FLUTTERSHY' SIGNED IN HERE?"
>"Well, that's confidential information and—"
>"THIS IS A FUCKING PET SPA, NOT THE FBI! Fuck this!"
>Sunny storms out of the lobby and further into the pet spa
>"You can't just—"
>You chase after Sunny
>As you enter the spa after Sunny, you spot Fluttershy
>She sitting, legs folded, reading a magazine
>Next to her is—
>He's being pampered by a masseuse
>Fluttershy looks up and smiles, waving her fingers at you
>GOD, FUCK YOU
>You stick behind Sunny, walking towards Fluttershy
>"DON'T YOU FUCKING 'HEY GIRLS' US."
>The people in the spa are staring at you now
>"What? I'm just taking this cute little guy out for a nice day! Who's the cutest? Who's the cutest?!"
>You see Sunset clench her fists
>You have the feeling she's going to jump on Fluttershy
>Before she can, you hold her back
>Holy fuck she's strong
>"LET GO OF ME!"
"Don't do this! It'll only make things worse!"
>Sunny stops wrestling with you
>You hear some people whispering about 'Security'
>Fluttershy gives the two of you a shit eating grin
>Want to see Sunset beat her
>But that would probably end up in a lot worse than 'taking Spike to a spa'
>"Give Twilight her dog back."
>"I never planned to do anything else with him, sillies!"
>You hold onto Sunny's arm once again
"J-Just hand him over..."
>"But he's in the middle of a nice massage right now! Look at him. So happy..."
>Fluttershy rolls her eyes
>"I think this little guy is going home."
>The masseuse stops with his masage
>Spike runs up to you
>Sunny gestures that she's 'watching' Fluttershy
>Two large men approach you
>"Don't worry. We're leaving."
>You're beyond relieved that Spike is okay
>As you get back into your car, Sunny sighs
>"Why the FUCK would Discord just... Take your dog out to the spa?"
"I-I don't know... To scare me, probably."
>"God, if I could get my hands on that Fluttershy... I would wring the fucking life out of her."
>Sunset's voice chills you
>She leans back and sighs
>"Fuck... Well, this guy can fuck around your house whenever he wants. Discord's saying he owns you."
>Neither of you talk for a good while, just sitting in the car
>You pet Spike as he sits on your lap
>He licks your hand and you begin to tear up
"Spike... I'm so glad you're okay."
>There's no way out of this now, is there?
>Sunny swears exasperatedly
>"We're going to my house."
>"You need to be able to protect yourself."
>Before you can utter another word, she starts the car
>Guess you're not going to be able to change her mind
>You don't really want to be violent if you don't have to...
>But it wouldn't hurt to know some self-defense or something, right?
>After a few minutes of driving, you arrive at a small apartment complex
>Nicer than Treehugger's place
>You follow her into her apartment
>It's modest and clean
>Has very little furniture, or, anything really
"Y-You live by yourself?"
>She seems a bit young to have her own place, but you don't press it
>"If you're going to be around dangerous people, you're going to need to be dangerous."
"I... I'm just not a very violent person..."
>"Have you ever been in a fight?"
>You scratch at your chin
"Does getting beat up count?"
>"Did you... ever fight back?"
"I usually just sort of curled up and cried..."
>"Right... Anyways, I guess we're starting from scratch. I'll try and give you the basics."
"Okay, well... If I have to, I'm ready!"
>"Not like that you aren't"
>She motions to your whole body
>"You'll probably want to wear something a bit more... athletic?"
>You scratch at your head
>"Just head into my room. I've got something you could probably wear."
>You head off into her room
>It's nothing important, so you just pick up some exercise-y looking clothes
>You take off your clothes and put the new set on
>They feel kind of loose in the chest area...
>Well, maybe your body is better suited for fighting or something
>For, like, when you get tossed like a javelin at something
>You walk out to meet Sunny
>There are some mats on the floor
>Random exercise stuff
>Is working out all she does here?
>Because she really doesn't have much else going on with her apartment
"W-Well, I guess I'm ready."
>"Okay. I guess I'll just show you how to get out of a hold, what to do if someone's holding a gun on you... Stuff like that."
"O-Okay... Okay. Yeah, let's do it!"
>Sunny steps up to you and turns around
>"Put your arms around my throat."
>"Just put me in a chokehold. A tight one!"
>You do as she says, and get a sturdy hold on her
>Before you can react, she dashes to your side, gets out of your arms, and knocks you to the ground
>Sunny reaches out a hand and helps you up
>"Think you can do that?"
"I-I don't know..."
>"I'll walk you through it."
>Sunny steps behind you and puts her arms around your neck
>You can feel her breasts rub against your back
>Have you been on /d/ too much or is this oddly hot?
>"Okay, so you want to use leverage."
>"You're going to move to my side, get your left leg behind my right, and then kick me behind the knee. Okay?"
>Doesn't sound too hard
>Move to the side
>Leg behind hers
>She doesn't budge as you kick her in the back of the knee
"D-Did I do it wrong?"
>"If this happens to you, they're not going to just let you do it. Act as if your life depended on it. Don't worry about hurting me."
>You nod and decide to try again
>Can't do it slowly
>Gotta go fast, you think
>The two of you tumble onto the ground
>You open your eyes and—
"Just like an anime..."
>Sunny gives you an odd look
>You pull yourself off of her
>Fuck, why would you mention anime at a time like this?
>Of course she knows it's like an anime
>You stand up
>"Don't be sorry. You did it pretty well that time!"
>Sunny dusts herself off
>"Well, let's go again."
>After a few more tries, you think you have it down
>Sunny gives you a few other positions to try
>Doesn't really tell you how to punch or kick, but she tells you 'this isn't a martial art'
>Both of you really work up a sweat
>You don't really like exercising, but this could save your life someday, so
>"Phew! That was a lot of progress for one day, Twilight. Good job."
>"Now let's get you that gun."
>Sunny leads you back into her room
>"Obviously we're not going to be shooting this in here, but I'll still tell you how to use it."
>She reaches under her pillow and pulls out a small pistol
>You flinch at the sight of it
>Maybe it's dumb, but you're scared of things that can kill you
>Sunny shows you the different parts of the gun, tells you how they work
>Most of it is pretty obvious, and you're not an idiot
>Safety, sights, trigger, etc
>"—and make sure to ONLY put your finger on the trigger if you're going to fire. ONLY then. And always treat it as if it's loaded. I know you're not dumb, but... Just don't blow your brains out over a gag or something..."
"Okay okay... Trust me, I'm way too scared of that thing to point it at myself."
>She shows you how to conceal it on your body
>"Safety's on, okay, but still be careful."
>Sunny hands you the gun
>"Can you aim?"
"I-I shot an air rifle at a carnival once..."
>"Not really the same, but..."
>She motions for you to show her how you aim
>You extend your arms out before you and look down the sights
>"You're going to hurt yourself if you do it like that. Don't lock your elbows. Okay, that's better."
>You take a deep breath
"I don't feel ready to do any of this stuff..."
>"You're not... But you have a base to start from at least. Better than nothing!"
>You put the gun in the backpack next to your clothes
>She nods at you
>"No problem, Twilight. I don't want to see you get hurt, so you need to know this stuff... Today was productive."
>A short silence hangs and you kick at the floor
"So... We're good now, right? I mean, I know you've done so much for me... I don't think I can pay you back, but... We're friends again now, right?"
>"Well... Mostly, yeah. But not quite even, yet."
"O-Oh... Well, I'll do my best to—"
>She walks up and pecks you on the lips, then laughs
>"There, now I think we're good."
>"Now let's get you and Spike home!"
>After putting on your clothes, Sunny leads you down back to your father's car
>She's not acting like anything even happened!
>Did that not mean anything, or..?
>Just calm down, Twilight
>It might just be...
>You don't know
>Maybe those rumors about girls making out at slumber parties was true
>How'd you know, you've never been!
>You get into the car, and Spike hops onto your lap
>He seems a lot more energetic than he's been in... A long time
>Massage probably did him good
>You hold him tight as you think about it
>And now you're armed and dangerous
>The car ride to your house is very quiet
>You're feeling too awkward to start a conversation right now
>Sunny pulls the car into the garage
>She smiles at you
>"No problem, Twilight. Stay safe, okay? I'll be doing what I can on my end... It won't be much, but I want to try and help you."
>Both of you hop out of the car, Spike bounding after you
>You walk back into your house
>Your dad is there waiting for you
>"Why do you keep running off like that?!"
"It's... I can't, I can't, Dad."
>"Can't what? Is it more drugs?"
"W-What? No! Not everything is drugs!"
"Is Shining here? I need to talk to him."
>"No, he's back at the precinct now. He told me he'd be over to talk to you next week."
>Your dad sighs as you run off with Spike to your room
>Today was a rough day
>You're not safe at home
>You're not safe at the Game Shop
>Hell, Fluttershy goes to school with you, so you're not safe there...
>You'll just have to make yourself safe...
>Guess that's what Sunny wanted
"One day at a time, Twilight..."
>You pet Spike
>You can't imagine what you would've done if...
>You pull him up onto the bed with you
>At least tomorrow will be—
>Oh, you're bringing Rainbow to Treehugger's
>God fucking damn
>In the morning, you wake
>Maybe you should start being more hygienic
>And you were pretty sweaty yesterday
>Rubbing your body against Sunny's...
>You wave the thoughts from your head
>Today is a shower day
>Don't want to smell like a gym
>You head downstairs
>Your father is there
"Um... I'm going to sleepover at Rainbow Dash's tonight."
>He squints at you
>"What're you gonna do there?"
>"That doesn't mean drugs, does it?"
>He squints more
>You throw your hands in the air
"You caught me. 'Video games' is code for drugs. We're going to do the Mario!"
>Your dad shrugs
>"Okay, okay... Dash is a good girl, so, have fun!"
>You grab a pop-tart and leave
>School should be normal now
>Normies will be giving you shit
>But the whole 'fuck normies' thing is starting to ring truer to you
>If you're a little autistic...
>Nah, the way that word gets thrown around is retarded
>Liking shit isn't always autistic
>At least, not if you have taste
>As you do
>As you enter the school, that air of apprehension and awkwardness surrounds you
>Everyone's still giving you looks
>You thought the normies would've forgotten about this by now
>You head to your first class
>"Hey, Twilight, are you okay?"
>The people around you look on edge
>Why's everyone so fucking concerned about you being okay?
>They all bully you, something bad happens to you, and what?
>You're going to shoot up the school or something, is that it?
>And then it hits you
>There's a fucking gun in your backpack
>Your eyes slowly draw over the bag beside you
>Don't start sweating
>Don't freak out
>Just gotta close it
>You lean over and start to zip it up
>FUCK, why is it so fucking loud
>Someone looks at you and you smile at them
>They give you a strange look and turn away
>Fuck fuck fuck
>You breath a sigh of relief as you close your backpack up
>Turning back to the front, you see your teacher staring at you with a frown
>You give him a wavering smile
>Thank fucking God he didn't try and talk to you
>Just act normal, Twilight
>Hold yourself together...
>Once the bell rings, you feel as though you could just melt
>Oh fuck, some no-name normie is walking up to you
>Have that 'I have to do this to be nice even if I don't want to' look on their face
>Fuck fuck fuck
>Play it cool
>"Hey, Twilight... I just wanted to ask if you're okay... I heard about—"
"I'm fine! It's not like I'm going to shoot up the school or anything. Ha."
>You give her a big grin
>She slowly backs away
"W-Wait, I really mean it!"
>"O-Okay... S-See ya..."
>She leaves the room
>You dash out of the classroom
>LEARN TO FUCKING TALK TO PEOPLE
>If she tells someone about this...
>And if people find your gun...
>How are you going to justify that?!
>They'll put you in jail or something!
>And who knows what the fuck Discord will do
>You race through the halls on auto-pilot
>Fucking damn, Twilight
>"Woah, Egghead, where are you heading off to so fast?"
"LET'S SKIP CLASS."
>You nod fervently
>"Sick dude! That's so awesome! Let's totally ditch class man!"
"Yeah. Let's head to my friend's right now. You drive here, right?"
>You pull Dash along into the parking lot
>"Dude, this is so sick. We're skipping class, gonna be trippin' balls... This is the rockstar lifestyle I was meant to have, man! You're so awesome!"
"Yeah yeah, let's just get going, please."
>You hop into her car and sigh
>You point Rainbow along as you drive
>Not sure exactly the best route to Treehugger's
>But you can get there
>The more you think about it, the worse this idea seems
>Rainbow Dash is already hard to handle normal
"M-Maybe we should only do w-weed stuff today."
>"Does that make you see shit?"
"I... I don't think so."
>Man, talking about this seems super awkward
"I don't know... I don't know if she has anything to make that happen aside from the punch, and—"
"W-Well... There's ecstasy in it and stuff... Maybe she has other stuff. I don't know."
>You see that Rainbow Dash is thinking
>"I don't see the problem."
>"Dude, literally every great rocker has done that kind of shit. I need to start checking the boxes off my list!"
>You don't really want to be a 'box' to check off
>Maybe you'll be able to convince Rainbow otherwise
>The buildings surrounding you slowly become more rundown
>"So... Your friend lives somewhere around here?"
>"I guess that's where this kind of shit happens. Seems sorta dangerous... Not that I'm scared or anything. Lol."
>It's quiet in the car for a while, except for the blasting slam metal
>"Hey, Egghead, I don't know if Fluttershy apologized to you yet, but I'm just gonna say sorry for her."
>"We both used to live in Cloudsdale. Fluttershy's always been kind of... Different, since then. I don't like to talk about it behind her back, but she had a rough time, man. She blows up sometimes."
>That yellow bitch is a fucking psychopath
"I think... I think it's probably best not to hang out with her, Rainbow."
>"What? She's my friend, dude. I was the only one who ever stuck by her. What she said to you was fucked up, but... Eh, let's just drop it."
>Eventually, you pull up to Treehugger's apartment
>It takes Rainbow a while to parallel park, but she gets it eventually
>"So this is the place where she lives, huh?"
>You lead her into the building, and to Treehugger's door
>Knocking a few times, you wait
>"Woah, Spark Bug! And friend! Namaste, guys!"
"This is Rainbow Dash."
>"Rainbow... I like that name, man."
>Rainbow Dash squints at her
>Treehugger welcomes you into the apartment
>Rainbow Dash bounces onto one of the chairs
>You pull Treehugger aside
>"Do you... Have, like, stuff that makes you see stuff that isn't the punch?"
>"Uh, usually? Not right now though, man. Don't like buying shit when I still have stuff left to use, you know?"
>Treehugger sits on the couch, and you sit down with her
>"So," Rainbow Dash says, "you're the one, huh?"
>"Yeah, well no funny business. I'm a green belt in Karate, so you don't want to mess with me or my friends."
>Dash puts on a mean look and gets in a strange fighting stance
>Treehugger looks at you and then back at Rainbow
>"I won't mess with you, man."
>Rainbow begins patting the ground with her feet in excitement
>"Okay okay, so, since you've been vetted by yours truly, where's the stuff? This is gonna be so rad, man!"
>Treehugger laughs and pats you on the back
>"I like her."
>Treehugger leaves the room
"So... I know I asked this before, but please don't tell anyone about this."
>"Dude, I won't. Trust me! Rainbow Dash doesn't lie."
"I thought that was Applejack..."
>"As if, Egghead. Nah, you can trust me."
>Treehugger returns with a plate of brownies and some punch
>"Okay guys, y—"
>Rainbow immediately begins grabbing for the brownies and pours herself some punch
"You might want to sl—"
>God damn it Rainbow Dash
>After downing a few brownies and some punch, Rainbow Dash sits back
>Fucking looks like she's holding onto a roller-coaster
>"AM I HIGH YET?"
>"You gotta wait, Rainbow. Just settle down and let it wash over you."
>She just goes on with that 'omgomgomgomgomg' shit she does
>You take your pace with the brownies and the punch
>As does Treehugger
>Not sure you're looking forward to this...
>On the other hand, you're not NOT looking forward to it
>If Rainbow doesn't blab, this'll just be a thing that happened
>It was a crazy experience last time
>You actually enjoyed it
>And fucking FLUTTERSHY was there
>So this can't be worse
>You look over and see Rainbow bouncing in her seat
>"THIS IS GOING TO BE SO SICK! It's going to be just like Heavy Metal!"
>Just settle down, Twilight, and be cool
>Wish you could just forget about all the shit happening in your life
>That's what this sort of thing is for, right?
>You lean back and take a deep breath
>Treehugger puts her arm around you
>You lean into her and smile
>This is okay
>Just relax, Twilight
>A soothing wave passes over you
>Exhale, in and out
>"HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT I THINK IT'S STARTING TO COME ON! WOAH! OMGOMGOMG!"
>Rainbow stares at the ceiling with rapture
>There's a knock at the door
>"Another friend of yours, Spark Bug?"
"I-I... No, I don't think so..."
>"I'll just go—"
>You put your arm in front of her
"No, I'll go."
>You're the one with a gun, so
>You slowly approach the door and open it
>A man stands there in a hoodie
>He removes the hood, and—
>"Let me in."
>Fuck oh fuck
>You shirk away from him
"D-Do you have a warrant?"
>"I'm not here as a cop. I'm here as your brother."
>He peers into the apartment and squints
>His face starts melding with the background
>Colors you can't see start bursting from the seams
>Fuck fuck fuck
"U-U-Uh, th-this is a b-bad time."
>He peers around the hall, and back at you
>"This doesn't seem right... Twilight, I've been investigating on my own time, and none of this is making sense. You need to tell me what's going on."
>The words fall down his lips and land on the floor
>Stay calm and be cool, Twilight
"C-Can w-we talk later? I promise, I-I-I'll tell you everything..."
>You go to close the door, but his hand stretches to stop it
>Oh fuck you're freaking the fuck out
>"Are you high right now?"
"Y-Yes. Wait, no."
>That should convince him
>"I think you were right about Treehugger not being dangerous... But something fishy's going on. And why is Rainbow Dash here? How is she involved?"
>Time seems to dilate around you
>Maybe if you just wait along enough he'll disappear
>You stare at him
"Uh... I promise... Tell you everything... Later..."
>He scowls and darts his eyes around again
>"Look, I'm coming—"
"Where's your warrant?"
>"You already told me you were high!"
>You pull the gun out of your backpack
"I'll talk to you later."
>Shining reflexively pulls out his gun
>"Twily... Put that down."
>You just hold it in your hands, pointing it straight up
>Don't point it at someone unless you want to shoot them
>You hold tight so it doesn't try and jump out of your hands
>Shining seems to shrink in an array of colors as he moves away from the door
"When'd you get here, Wojak?"
>"W-What? Twily, please..."
>You stare intently at him
"We'll talk later, Wojak. Leave."
>He holds his hands up
>"Put the gun away. Look, I'll put mine away."
"You're not my mom..."
>"Twily... I'm not here to arrest you or your... friend. I'm here to find out the truth."
>He begins walking towards you again, his hand out
>FUCK FUCK FUCK
>You slam the door
>It starts to rumble on its own
>It fucking knows your name
>Don't answer it
>You run into the room with Treehugger and Rainbow Dash
>Rainbow is rolling on the floor
>Treehugger waves at you
"The police are here."
>Rainbow Dash hops up from the floor and runs into the corner
>She moves a potted plant in front of her
>"The fuckin' police are here?"
>Treehugger stands up and begins pacing
"My brother is here. Wojack is too."
>"Fuck! Spark Bug, this is bad!"
>More banging on the door
"Maybe if we just wait, it'll go away."
>Rainbow Dash begins tearing her clothes off of herself
>"DON'T LET THEM CATCH YOUR SCENT!"
>Treehugger begins walking towards the door
>She turns to you, the red sun of her hair radiating out from behind her
>It reminds you of Tatooine...
>"Calm down, Spark Bug."
>A strange 'ohm' sound starts pouring out of her mouth
>It washes over you
>You put your gun away and sigh
>"Let yourself be at peace."
>You spot Rainbow Dash reaching into the soil in front of her, throwing it over herself
>"TWILIGHT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
>She throws a clump at you
>Treehugger begins walking towards the door
>You watch as she opens it up
>Shining pokes his head inside
>"You should come back tomorrow. Spark Bug's not in any condition to—"
>Shining eyes you
>You wave at him and take a seat on a chair
>He snarls at Treehugger
>"God... I'm getting her out of here!"
>"Woah woah! If you fuck with her head she could have a really bad trip, man! You have to leave her here."
>Shining pushes his way inside
>You scramble off from the chair and hide behind it
>"Fine! Then I'm making sure nothi—JESUS."
>Rainbow Dash hides behind the plant and covers her face
>"Get some clothes on her, Jesus..."
>"So, you're just going to—"
>Shining sits himself down on the couch
>"I'm waiting 'till you guys are in a condition to talk. Then we're talking."
>You peek at him
>His face spirals away
>You turn to Rainbow Dash and she stares at your face
>"Egghead! You're head, man!"
>You pat your face
>"It's an egg! Oh fuck, someone get help!"
>Rainbow Dash rolls on the floor and makes whooshing sounds
>Treehugger looks down over at you and Rainbow
>"God, we can't just let them roll around in—"
>"Man, if you... Bad trips can stay with you."
>You decide to hide in the forest with Rainbow Dash
"Give me more of that dirt."
>Rainbow gives you a handful
>You sprinkle some on yourself
>"How long are they going to be like that?"
>"Fuck... And what about you?"
>"Dude, I'm trippin' right now, man. Just gotta be chill."
>Shining sits with his arms crossed, grimacing
>Treehugger strides into the forest after you
>"Hey little ones."
>You crawl out and latch onto her legs
>The skin feels soft
>She rubs your head
>Treehugger's mouth opens and that sound pours out again
>Rainbow Dash is leaning against the corner, dazed
>You feel your whole body ooze into liquid
>You stare at the back of a chair, opening to a sea of stairs
>This seems like a good time for a swim
>"What the hell was that?"
>"Something I picked up from some monks. You sure you're a cop? Your aura's so radical, man."
>Shining huffs and rolls his eyes
>An eon's worth of star-surfing later, you open your eyes
>Looking around, you see Dash lying on the couch with a blanket over her
>You pat your body
>Clothed, thank God
>"Jesus Christ, Twily. You have to tell me what's going on. Now."
>You sit up
"I... I'm involved in some really, REALLY bad stuff, Shining... And it's not Treehugger's fault. We kind of got each other caught up in it by accident..."
>Shining shakes his head
>"When I looked into this... Treehugger's not even a petty criminal. Minor nuisance for the department at best... So, what's really happening here? Why won't anyone touch her?"
>You rub at your head and sigh
"I... I have a friend, Fluttershy, and she forced me to meet with Discord to save Treehugger from going to jail... He... He's been terrorizing me ever since..."
>Shining shakes his head
>"That's not possible."
>"I used to think Discord was just one person, but the guys on the force say it's an alias for a group of people. You couldn't have met him. He doesn't exist!"
>You know that's not true
"I... I met him! Middle aged guy, crazy, huge into Magic the Gathering—"
>This is so fucked up
"Just trust me, Shining. Discord owns the cops... I made a deal with him. I-I have to run an 'errand' for him. That's why Treehugger's not in jail right now..."
>He just shakes his head
>"Then we have to go after him."
>"If someone thinks they can go after my little sister, Twily..."
>"Maybe we can bring the feds in. He might own the Canterlot PD, might, but he doesn't own the country. If he's forcing you to do something, we could get a wire on you and—"
"Shining, please. Don't do anything. I have to handle this myself..."
"He knows about you! He knows you're looking into this, and he wants you to stop."
>He crosses his arms
>"I can't stop."
>"No. Look, Twilight... This guy, he'll take everything from you. Whether you do what he says or not. We have to go after him. I've got someone to go on the inside already, undercover in one of the gangs—"
"You can't do that! Just listen to me!"
>You begin to tear up
>Shining pulls you towards him
>"Look. We're going to make it through this, okay? I've got you..."
>You bury your in his chest
"Please, just don't do anything... I don't want anyone to get hurt."
>"Twily... Sure. Now, I have to ask you a few questions. First: Who's Wojack?"
>Oh fuck, when did you bring that up?
"N-No one... It's an internet thing?"
>"An internet thing?"
"Y-Yeah... Don't... It doesn't matter."
>"Second: Who gave you a gun? Discord?"
"N-No... My friend, Sunset Shimm—"
>"Sunset gave you a gun?"
"Sh-She's just trying to help me... Protect myself and stuff..."
>He mutters something under his breath
"Shining... I don't think I can handle this..."
>You feel as though you're going to fall apart in his arms
>More and more, you come to realize just how bad things are for you
>Discord's never going to let you go, is he?
>It will never just be a single errand...
>"Just be strong, Twily. I believe in you. In the end, things are going to be made right. I promise you that."
>Treehugger walks over to the two of you
>You nod and accept the tea with shaking hands
>Shining pulls you towards him defensively
>"I'm not going to hurt Spark Bug, man."
>You take a sip
>She smiles at you
>You feel warm inside
>Shining turns to you
>"So... What are your plans? When are you meeting with Discord?"
"I don't know. Fluttershy is supposed to tell me next week... Until then... I don't know what I'm going to be doing."
>Shining Armor stands up
>"I should get you home. Grab your friend."
>Treehugger places her hand on your shoulder
>"It's fine, Spark Bug. You should go."
>You go and try to coax Rainbow from her sleep
>Her eyes open slowly, a dumb grin on her face
>"Duuuuuuuude. That was the shit. I could fly, man."
"We've got to get you home."
>"I can drive us back."
"I'm not sure that's a great idea."
>Rainbow stands up
>"Egghead, I'm totally—"
>You turn your head away
>Rainbow looks down at herself
>She quickly wraps her blanket around herself
>"W-Where are my clothes?"
>You point off to the side
>Rainbow scampers over and picks up her clothes
>"You can change in my room, man."
>"Th-Thanks, dude. Why am I covered in dirt? Ugh..."
>You walk over to Treehugger
>"What're you sorry for, Spark Bug?"
"I sort of got your place messed up, and—"
>Treehugger places a hand on your shoulder and laughs
>"Don't worry about it."
>Rainbow comes back out, clothed
>"So... How do I get my car back home?"
>"I could drive for you, man. I can just walk back here."
>"Oh wow, thanks!"
>You walk back over to your brother and hug him
>You follow his lead towards the hall
>Treehugger waves the two of you off
>"See ya Spark Bug and..."
>"Just like your aura, man. Blessings."
>You smile and wave goodbye
>Shining leads you down to the streets and into his car
>He begins the drive towards home
>"Well... She seemed... Different."
"She's not a bad person."
>"She's still a bad influence. You shouldn't be doing drugs, and you DEFINITELY shouldn't be getting your friends involved in them."
"That was only, like, the second time, so..."
>"How did you even get yourself wrapped up in all of this? You haven't left your room in years. What happened?"
"I... It's a long story."
>You tell Shining about the first anomaly in your life
>Going to a party for the first time
>The Trixie Incident...
>The downward spiral after
>The Fluttershy being an insane bitch
>The rape accusations against Treehugger
>The Magic the Gathering games
>And so on and so on
>You actually end up talking about tabletop gaming for a bit
>Shining did help you get into all this stuff, after all
>Without him, who knows
>You might've been interested in normie things
>Maybe you should blame him for all this
>"It's good to talk to you again, Twily. Being holed up in your room for so long couldn't have been good. I still don't know what it is that could you occupied in there."
>"Like whatever Wojak is?"
>You don't like people to know this shit about you
"Yeah, I guess."
>After a good bit of driving, you pull up to your house
"Promise me that you're not going to go after Discord, please."
>He stares out the windshield
>That doesn't sound super convincing
"I really mean it. At least let me try to handle this on my own, first... I'm not sure how, but, I don't know. Maybe I can challenge Discord to another Magic game..."
>You say your goodbyes, and you head into the house
>"Twilight? I thought you were sleeping over at Rainbow Dash's house?
"Change of plans."
>"Well, it's good to have you h—What's that smell? And why are you covered in dirt?"
>Fuck, you don't want to have this conversation again
"W-We were playing sports in the yard, and... Her house stinks."
>You head upstairs, your dad eyeing you
>Please no surprise intervention
>You enter your room
>Spike runs up to you
>You pick him up and hold him against you
>Fluttershy taking... You're just very glad Spike's still with you after all this time
>Well, it's the weekend
>No school tomorrow
>Don't need to worry about Discord for a few days...
>Time to shitpost
>You wake the next morning after a long shitpost session
>It... Doesn't really feel the same
>To a lot of the other people, you're a normie
>And fuck, everyone in some Oppression Olympics to be the least normie
>'if you're not a virgin, you're a normie'
>'if you're not obese, you're a normie'
>'if you're not a guy, you're a normie'
>On the other side, liking anything makes you autistic
>Unless you're an obese, male paraplegic virgin with no hobbies, you're a normie
>Right now, it just seems kind of retarded to you
>Like a bunch of people just angry that they're not a normie
>That's not you, right?
>You were angry because of the way you were treated
>Not because of the way you weren't, right?
>At least you're pretty certain you don't want to be a 'normie' right now
>No, you're you, not a fucking norm—
>What's that sound?
>Your phone vibrates
>You... Got a text
>From Rainbow Dash
>"[dude, prty at pinkies 2nite u cmn?]"
>G-Going to a party wouldn't make you a normie
>And Rainbow is your friend
>And maybe it won't be as bad as last time
>It would be hard for that to happen...
>This doesn't make you a normie
"[Sure, I suppose I can come. Thanks for inviting me. What time is it?]"
>"[same tim as alwys. gona b SICK]"
"[Okay. See you there.]"
>You wipe your brow
>That went pretty well!
>Just have to remember what 'the same time as always' means
>It was starting to get dark-ish last time, so you'll just eyeball it
>Should you shower?
>Eh, you've showered like two days in a row already
>Going to a party again...
>Thinking about all the people
>The shit that happened last time
>You're getting scared just thinking about it
>No, no fuck that
>FUCK, but you already texted you would
>Fuck fuck fuck, you're so retarded
>It would be way too awkward to text her you're not going
>Whelp, looks like you're going to a party
>Why do normies do this to themselves?
>Fuck it, whatever
>You'll shitpost to pass time 'till then
>/r9k/ isn't quite doing it for you right now
>Making greentext about your experiences results in calls of 'normie' or 'things that never happened'
>And hating things doesn't sound super fun at the moment
>You hop around a few of the other boards you "like"
>Eventually, you stop in /tv/
>To this day there is baneposting
>It's almost beautiful if you think about it
>Well, this is boring now
>Despite that, you still hop around 4chan
>Just collecting dank memes for your image folders
>Dozens of saved images later, you see that the light outside is starting to get dimmer through your blinds
>This is it
>Time for your redemption
>You head out and walk for Pinkie's house
>It's not very far
>You wonder how one girl can throw so many parties in the same house
>Half her life must be clean-up
>Despite being pretty obnoxious, she seems to have lots of friends
>Sits at different lunch tables every day
>Might just be because of the parties, though
>You sort of stopped talking to her when she went on about the supernatural while you were going through your edgy atheist phase
>Repress those memories, Twilight
>As you approach the house, you can clearly see that the party's in full swing
>Hell, you can feel it booming in your chest
>You wonder why these never seem to get shut down
>Ugh, fucking parties
>Only been to one, but still
>You awkwardly push your way inside the house
>Tons of people you don't know are talking, laughing, drinking...
>You grab a cup of booze
>Don't want to look too out of place
>Time to go find that corner...
"O-Oh... Hey Rainbow. H-Hey, Anon..."
>"Didn't think you'd show up to another one of these after last time."
>"DUDE, I'M GOING TO DO A KEGSTAND SOON. YOU NEED TO WATCH!"
>You nod and take a cool sip from your cup
>Fuck this stuff sucks ass
>"RAINBOW!" a few jocks call out
>"DUDES! EGGHEAD, I'LL CATCH YA LATER!"
>Anon takes a drink from his cup
>"So, we're cool, right? After all the rumor shit or whatever?"
"Y-You didn't start the rumor, so..."
>Anon laughs and scratches the back of his head
>"I mean, not the one with Trixie. I did tell everyone I thought you were a lesbian, though. Which isn't really a rumor, since it turned out to be true, right?"
"O-Oh... Well, I don't... know..."
>"And I guess I am sorry for always calling you Dykelight when I'd talk to people about you, if anyone ever called you that. It was just a joke, you know?"
>You try to hide your face behind your cup
"I... I guess it's... Whatever..."
>"Sick. So, what do you actually, like, do and shit?"
>Anon takes a drink
>Maybe... you should just be yourself
"Um, I like Magic—"
>Anon begins choking, sputtering beer onto the floor
>He almost spills the alcohol in his hand
"A-Are you okay?"
>"S-Sorry. No, you know, that was rude. No, magic can be cool. I've seen that Got Talent show or whatever. Magicians can be cool. What kind of tricks can you do?"
>Anon exhales before drinking again
"N-No, I meant Magic the Gathering. It's a card g—"
>More choking, sputtering, and laughing
>You shrink into yourself
>"Sorry. I'm sorry. That's just a good one, lol. Brad and I joke about that shit all the time. Didn't know you had a sense of humor too, man! Ugh, you know, that reminds me of Rainbow Dash. She plays video games way too much."
"W-What's so bad about video games?"
>Anon just gives you a weird look
>"They're made for kids! I mean, you know, CoD and Madden are sick, but Dash is all into the kiddy shit."
>You take another drink
>Better than talking
>He'll just 'it's just a joke dude' whatever you say to him
>"So, did you watch any of the Iron Man movies?"
>Well, at least this is something you sort of know about
"D-Did you read the Superior Iron Man run?"
>"Oh shit, wait, are you being serious about this nerd stuff?"
"A-Aren't the movies nerd stuff?"
>"Not nerd-nerd, man. No offense."
>He scratches at the back his head
>"So, I'm just, like, curious. Are you and Trixie—"
>"Hey, I don't mean it like that! I was gonna ask if you're both autistic. Since you both talk weird, or whatever. It's okay if you have autism, you know. I'm just curious, is all, you know?"
>You look down into your cup
>"Should I not have asked that?"
>"Man, I'm trying to be nice to you because you're Dash's friend, and that fucked up shit that happened to you. You don't have to give me the cold shoulder every time we talk."
>"Whatever. OH BRAD, DUDE!"
>He walks off
>You just meander about the party
>Pacing around, trying not to look too alone
>Why would you come here...
>People chant 'DASH! DASH! DASH!' in the room over
>Probably doing her kegstand
>For all the fucking tries at positivity...
>Talking to people forces you to realize just how fucking awful a human being you are
>You know hardly anyone here
>Hell, you doubt the people here know everyone here!
>And still they can just... talk to each other...
>When you do actually branch out, your life gets flip-turned upside down
>You find a good corner to mope in
>'Drink your sorrows away, Frank...'
>Oh please no
>"I'm so glad you came! You never come! Except for that one time you came and ruined Trixie's mementos given to her by her dead father and got booed out of my house!"
>Why can't you wake up from this
"D-Dash invited me."
>"I know! She's been looking for you!"
>"Do you like singing?"
>Pinkie pulls on your arm
>"Let's sing some karaoke!"
"N-No, please! I-I-I'm scared of singing in front of people!"
>Pinkie pulls you into what seems to a large family room
>There's a large plasma screen on the wall
>You hear music and singing
>Right now, that Lyra girl and some other girl are singing
>You remember talking to her about 4chan once
>So you made sure to avoid her from then on
>Definitely not going near 'President of the Anime Club' chick
>Fucking 'President of the Anime Club' girl doesn't seem to be cringing to death
>Normies can party
>Autists can party
>What are you supposed to be, then?
>As the two finish, Lyra gives a huge bow while the other slides back into the crowd
>"OOH! OOH! ME NEXT! Then you'll go, Twilight!"
"I-I-I don't want too!"
>Pinkie pulls you into line
>She quickly picks her song, and the music begins
>You need to get out of here!
>Why is there a fucking line!
>Why would they let you fucking budge!
"W-Want to go ahead of me?"
>"Nah, we've all had plenty of turns! You can go!"
"I-I-I don't want too!"
>The fucking music is too loud
>The crowd is too loud
>The meat wall behind you won't part
>Holy shit holy shit holy shit
>You know you used to sing when you were a kid, but...
>Well, getting made fun of once put you off it forever
>No no no no
>You don't want to get up there, and—
>"Now it's your turn!"
>Pinkie pushes you up into the center of the room
>"Pick a song Twilight! :D"
>FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
>People are staring at you
>Don't cry, please
>You look dully at the television
>Then at the mic in your hand
>People are starting to murmur
>"Don't worry Twilight! They've got EVERYTHING on there!"
>Fuck fuck fuck
>You hear someone shout in the crowd
>”SING ‘LIKE A VIRGIN’!”
>Fuck, you can't sing in front of these people
>They'll just laugh at you
>Just being up here is too much right now
>Pinkie looks to you expectantly
>There's no way it has everything
>You'll just put in something you KNOW isn't in there
>And then just be
>'uh oh, guess I can't sing!'
>Yeah, just something retarded that won't be in there
>It can only have normie shit on it, right?
>There will be no songs sung from fucking touhou shit
>You remember this touhou song you listened to for like a week straight
>An edgy streak pops up in you every once in a while
>So, you just type in—
>The music starts
>WHAT WERE YOU THINKING
>THIS IS TOUHOU NORMIE SHIT
>At least they won't be able to underst—
>You hear a 'Sugoi! I love this song!' off to the side
>Frantically, you look around for an exit
>You have seconds before the singing starts!
>The eyes of the crowd pound into you and you begin to shake uncontrollably
>Despite how loud the music is, you swear you can hear people laughing behind your back
>You try to salvage this and sing along
>Nothing but stuttering
>Shaking too much
>You're going to fucking cry you fucking pussy
>The sound of your sobs fill your ears loudly
>Shouldn't have held the microphone up to your face
>All eyes on you
>Watching as you cry a-rhythmically to a fucking bullet hell song
>You gulp down all of your alcohol, hoping for some decrease of inhibition
>Or a black out
>"NICE, YOU GO TWILIGHT."
>Does she not understand what she's done?
>You're not going to be able to play this off as some fucking Avant Garde performance art piece
>This is your life being ruined before everyone else's eyes
>Fuck fuck fuck f—
>You feel a hand on your shoulder, and hear singing in your ears
>She smiles at you
>You're not sure what to do anymore
>You didn't want to be seen with the President of Autism
>Going along is probably the least cringe option
>You try to sing with her
>Jesus this song is edgy
>Eventually, you sort of feel things fall in place as you sing
>It doesn't take long for the song to end
>"Don't feel bad, man," Lyra says, patting you on the back
>You hear snickering and laughter from the crowd
>Save for a small group where Lyra was hanging around
>She leads into the throng of animu nerds
>A group of mostly ugly, mostly autistic looking kids
>'Oh man, that song is so good!'
>'I didn't know you liked Touhou!'
>You use your shirt to wipe away your tears
>Of fucking course the spergy autists are like this
>While the normies laugh at you
>You can hear the next song start already
>You take a deep breath
>And normies have no ability to translate short-term memories into long-term memories
>You turn to Lyra
>"Hey, it's fine. You looked like you were forced up there. That's no fun."
>Reflexively, most of you wants to run away from her
>Lest the autism rub off, but
>Maybe it's not so bad to actually talk to people at a party who don't laugh at everything you say...
>You talk with the group of otaku weirdos
>Still a bit shaken, but you're improving
>"—and it's, like, my FAVORITE anime! Kogami is so kakoi!"
>"Nah, Psycho-Pass is so bad, man. The writers think dropping the name of a philosopher makes what you're saying smart."
"I-I don't know... I thought most of the references made sense with the plot and theme of the show. Kierkegaardian Despair certainly plays a pivotal role..."
>The others give you strange looks
"U-Uh, obviously Utilitarianism was involved, some Hobbes... I didn't think it was as pseudo-intellectual as Death Note—"
>Someone throws their hands up in the air
>"What?! Death Note is perfect! L is my husbando!"
>"Gay. Light is the best. Don't make me paddle you."
>The positive here is that you can barely hear these people over the music
>And MAYBE it's nice to be able to talk to actual humans about this stuff
>Even if some of those humans are literal weeaboos
>Lyra begins talking to you about /x/
>You know literally nothing about the board
>"So what boards do you go on again?"
>You can totally tell her this without wanting to kill yourself
"U-Uh... Pff, you know, /r9k/, /d/. Ha ha."
>You're almost knocked over as someone bounds into you
>"Want to sing another song?!"
>She tugs on your arm
>"Why not? Singing is fun, and look, you made some friends because of it!"
>Pinkie you fucking Apex Normie
>You don't fucking know what you put me through
"Look, I don't want to! People will laugh at me!"
>"That's silly! People laugh at me all the time, come on!"
>You rip your arm out of her hand
>"Is something wrong? You're being a REAL party pooper, Twilight!"
>You clench your fist
>Pinkie stops with her energetic bouncing and looks at you with worry
"I don't want to sing!"
>"But everybody loves singing! You just—"
"I DON'T! Fuck, Pinkie, didn't you... Didn't you see the people laughing at me? Didn't you see that I DIDN'T want to be up there?"
>Pinkie steps closer to you and takes you by the hand
>"If people are being meanie-weenies, you just have to remember to have fun and laugh, Twilight! You shouldn't care about some silly-billies! Come on, let's go and—"
>You try to pull your hand away
"I can't just... 'not care'! It's not just the people here making fun of me... It's the feeling of all the times I've ever put myself out there and been shunned, or beaten, or laughed at... I-I-I just..."
>God, why are you tearing up again
>"That's silly! You can't let stuff like that stop you from having fun!"
>You flinch as she pinches your cheek
>"Just let Auntie Pinkie Pie lead the way! We can sing a duet together, and it'll be SUPER awesome! And then we can—"
"SHUT UP! What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
>Pinkie seems to almost literally deflate
>Her head droops to the side, bearing a languid frown
>"I-I just wanted you to have fun, Twilight... You always seem so sad... I only wanted to turn that frown upside down."
"THEN STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! Let me just be alone."
>"Okay... I'll just..."
>Why the fuck is SHE crying?!
>Pinkie falls onto a couch and begins sobbing uncontrollably into a pillow
>You can't really hear her very well over the boom of the music and all the talking
>But you see some people looking at her, then to you...
>Yell-whispering among themselves
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING THIS TIME!"
>You just need to fucking get out of here
>Forcefully, you push your way out of the room and try to find a quieter spot to be alone in
>God fucking fuck
>Everyone's either a fucking normie
>Or a retarded autist
>Or are Pinkie, who seems to be some awful case of miscegenation between the two
>It's okay for everyone to laugh at you
>To make fun of you
>Fighting back just makes people whisper about you
>There's no winning
>Parties just aren't for you
>You can't talk to anyone
>And the people you can talk to disgust you
>You want to not hate them
>But the shit that brings...
>It isn't just water off a duck's back
>You grab another drink
>You've never been drunk before
>You hate the taste
>This seems like the time
"I don't feel like talking, Trixie."
>"Why are you all by yourself?"
"Why are you?"
>Trixie lowers her head
>"Trixie invited a friend, but he did not show up..."
"I'm sorry, Trixie. I'm just mad, is all."
>"Miss Sparkle is mad often."
>What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
>Just simmer down, Twilight
"Why do you even talk to me?"
"No, I mean... The anime club kids are here... You have Sunny... What do you need me for?"
>"Trixie cannot talk to Miss Shimmer about many things... And the anime club always talks about icky things..."
>You laugh to yourself
>So you fill the No Man's Land between the two
"Right now, I'm thinking I'm better off just being alone. I don't think you really need me."
>Trixie startles you with a hug
>"Trixie doesn't thing friends are about needing."
>You pat Trixie on the back with your free hand
>Oh God, Rainbow and Anon
>"Sup lovebirds—FUCK. Fucking domestic abuse, Rainbow. No one here can take a fucking joke..."
>"So dude, what the hell happened between you and Pinkie? People said you were yelling at her and she won't stop crying!"
"Sh-Sh-She w-wanted me to sing karaoke with her, though!"
>Rainbow Dash stares at you, dumbfounded
>Maybe you need to be more clear
"Look, Pinkie Pie wanted me to sing with her, even though I said no!"
>"So you made her cry?"
"I-I-It's not my fault she cries so easily! And she made me cry first!"
>Rainbow gives you an incredulous look
>"Pinkie would never make anyone cry! She wouldn't hurt a fly!"
"I told her I was scared! I... I maybe should've reacted differently, but you don't understand how—how scared I was!"
>Anon rolls his eyes
>"Fucking L O L, man. You chewed someone out because you're afraid of karaoke? You should've seen the way she talked to me when I was just trying to make small talk. I told you she was a fucking bitch, Rainbow."
>Trixie moves between you and Anon
>"Miss Sparkle is no such thing!"
>"Why the hell are you even defending her?"
>Rainbow rubs at her temples
>"GUYS! Look, Twilight, I want to try and understand your side of the story, but it's not making any sense. Pinkie wanted to sing with you so you yelled at her?!"
"I-I-I... You guys don't understand!"
>"Who even told her about the party?"
>"I DID. So shut up, Anon."
>Your eyes already itch from rubbing at them so much
>God you hate parties
"People were laughing at me. I'm... scared of being in front of people... I told her, but she wouldn't stop!"
>Rainbow frowns and nods
>Anon glares at you
>"And why do you always act like you're above everyone? Constant cold shoulder. I'm not dragging you in front of people to sing shit. Come on Rainbow, let's go."
"It's hard for me to talk to people... And y-you're the one who always makes fun of me!"
>"OMG, this again. Maybe it would be easier to talk to people if you weren't such a bitch—"
>Anon stops as Rainbow throws her drink in his face
>"What the FUCK, babe?!"
>"Can you just fucking shut up, for once? You're the one being a bitch."
>Anon looks completely flabbergasted
>He holds his hands over his chest
>"ME? No, it's your fucking autistic friend, and now it's you. ALL I ever do is try to be a nice, fun guy to hang around."
>"You're not a nice guy to Trixie or Miss Sparkle! You always make fun of Trixie and her friends! You're a bully!"
>Even Trixie has more backbone than you
>Having people on your side
>It's almost overwhelming you right now
>"I don't make fun of ANYONE! I only make fun WITH people! Dykelight over there is the bully."
>You look down at your shoes
>"DUDE, just stop!"
>"Yeah, yeah. Let this fucking purple dyke shit on Pinkie and everyone else, since, you know, I'm the bad guy!"
"I didn't mean to..."
>"Oh whatever. You just think if you make your life enough of a sob story, people will ignore how much of a no-life bitch you are."
>Rainbow clenches her fist
>"What're you gonna do? Hit me?"
>That's exactly what Rainbow does
>You could barely catch her fist moving as it socked Anon in the face
>"WHAT THE FUCK! SHIT!"
>"Now quit being a dick!"
>Anon rubs at his face
>"Babe, I think you need to calm down right now. I think Dykelight's bitchiness is rubbing—"
>There's a loud thwack as another punch connects
>People are filing into the room, gasping, and filming with their phones
>"God damn, Babe! What's wrong with you? Can no one here take a fucking JOKE?"
>Whooping fills the air
>Chants of 'FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!'
>Anon puts down his guard
>"Babe, I don't want to fight you!"
>"Then apologize to my friend!"
>Anon turns to look at you and puts his hand over his heart
>"I'm sorry you're such a bitch—"
>Rainbow punches him in the gut
>"I WAS JOKING. FUCK!"
>"Then stop joking around and just do it!"
>The crowd is booing
>They want blood
>"Twilight, I'm sorry you can't take a joke—"
>Anon dodges another blow from Rainbow
>"I was being serious that time! I am sorry for her about that! Having no sense of humor must—"
>Another fist lands on his face
>You simply watch from behind Trixie
>Rainbow Dash is a normie, and yet...
>She's getting into a fucking fight for you
>"Rainbow, babe, if you keep hitting me, I'm gonna fight back! I don't want to hurt you!"
>Anon shakes his head and throws a jab at Rainbow's face
>She bobs and delivers a cross to his cheek
>Rainbow starts dancing around him like she's fucking Bruce Lee or some shit
>Looking really fucking cocky, Rainbow parks herself in front of you and Trixie
>She motions for him to come at her
>"Babe! I don't want to fight!"
>"Then just apologize!"
>Anon takes a defensive position
>"How about YOU apologize to me? You go to fucking insane lengths for bitches like Dykelight, but when's the last time you took me out? Or how about how you never try to get to know MY friends?"
>"Oh shut up, you're such a bitch."
>'JUST FUCKING FIGHT ALREADY!'
>'STOP BEING SUCH A PUSSY!'
>'JUST DO IT!'
>Anon looks visibly shaken as the crowd boos him
>He snarls, cocks his fist, and runs towards Rainbow
>As he throws the punch, Rainbow weaves slightly to the left
>The punch misses and connects straight into Trixie's face
>You catch her in your arms and the two of you fall over
>"OMG, DUDE, I DIDN'T MEAN THAT."
>At this moment, multiple videos titled "Man Punches Autistic Girl at Party" are uploaded onto the internet
>Trixie holds her face, sobbing into you
>Sometimes you've thought about punching Trixie
>Seeing it happen?
>She never deserved to have that shit happen to her for real
>You hold her in your arms
"What the FUCK, Anon?!"
>"I didn't mean to hurt her, man!"
>Rainbow looks down at Trixie, and then to Anon
>Something goes off in her head
>Rainbow goes into a berserk frenzy
>Despite his best attempts, Anon can't defend himself at all
>Blow after blow lands on his face
>Jesus fucking Christ, never make Rainbow Dash angry
>Anon is getting thrown around like a ragdoll
>He's wrestled to the ground, and put into a choke hold
>People around cheer
>"WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE!"
>Anon taps Rainbow on the arm quickly
>"B-Babe, I'm sorry!"
>Rainbow let's off
>Anon collapses onto the floor
>"FUCK! Babe, man, what the fuck."
> He coughs
>"Just tell them you're sorry. Or else."
>'NO JUST FINISH HIM!'
>Anon stands up
>"Trixie, I'm sorry for punching you. Dy—Twilight, ugh, I'm sorry, okay?"
>What a bitchass apology
>You pick yourself up from the floor, and help Trixie up as well
"Are you okay?"
>Doesn't seem like she'll be bruised too badly
>Just a little ice, probably
>Boy does he look like shit
>Anon looks over to Dash who's staring at him with knives in her eyes
>"Babe... So, I'm sorry... We still good?"
>Rainbow crosses her arms
>"No, I don't think so."
>"Guess dykes gotta stick with the pack, huh?"
>Rainbow walks towards him with intent
>Anon puts his hands out in front of him
>"IT WAS JUST A JOKE!"
>It was just the last thing he said before getting knocked out
>Rainbow dusts off her hands to the roaring crowd
>'THAT WAS SO SICK'
>'DUDE FIGHTS LMAO'
>'THAT'S GOIN' ON MY VINE'
>She walks over to you and Trixie
>"Are you guys okay?"
"I am... I'm not sure about Trixie."
>Trixie rubs at her eyes
>"Trixie's face hurts..."
>"God, FUCK Anon. Ugh..."
>Rainbow leads you and Rainbow to the kitchen
"Rainbow... I just want to say thanks. For defending me."
>"No biggie, Egghead. You're my friend, and I know you're not a bitch. You're cool. Bros before hos."
>She rubs at her chin
>"Yeah, bros before hos. That works. I got your back, dude. I don't even remember why were dating in the first place."
>You don't remember why you even liked him in the first place...
>What a fucking douchenozzle
>Rainbow finds some ice for Trixie
>"Trixie thanks you."
>Trixie gives Dash a small smile
>Well, you still have some unfinished business...
"I'm going to... Try and find Pinkie. To apologize."
>Rainbow nods to you
>"I'll take care of Trixie, man."
>Even if it's not your fault...
>You still shouldn't 'be a dick' or whatever
>Pinkie means no harm
>She's just... Pinkie Pie
>You try to look for her where you left her
>Not in the karaoke room
>Ugh, fucking weebs
>This isn't even from the right continent
>You go searching for Pinkie around her house
>Fuck is this place big
>After a quick sweep, she doesn't seem to be on the first floor
>Time to head upstairs
>A lot fewer people up here
>Just some guys and girls milling about
>Wonderin' what they're all just standing around for
>Fuck, god damn
>Where in the hell is Pinkie Pie?
>You hear... What seems to be crying on the other side of one of the doors
>You push open the door
"Hey Pinkie, I—WHAT THE FUCK!".
>"Holy shit, I thought that was locked!"
>That wasn't crying
>That was, you suppose, people imitating that shrieking sound hentai grills make
>You gaze upon the writhing mass
>A hedonistic, spergy orgy-porgy
>Something man should never gaze upon
>Madness this way lies
>So on and so on
>It's a good chunk of the Anime Club, basically
>You just stand there, balking
>"Oh, hey Twilight! Wanna join in? You'd be a total baka not to!"
>You slide out of the room and close the door
>The blood has drained from your face
>Trixie was right
>Anime Club is certainly an icky thing...
>Don't open doors until you know what's going on behind them
>You place your ear on the doors you pass by
>How the fuck can Pinkie's parents be okay with their second floor being used as a sex hotel every night?
>Eventually, you come across a door with what you're CERTAIN is crying this time
>You twist the knob
>Time for knocking
>You hear the door unlock and watch it as it creaks open
>Pinkie looks like total shit
>Tears streaking down her face
>What you did shouldn't warrant THIS, but whatever
"I came to say sorry."
>Pinkie opens the door further and stands, arms open
>You're not a huge hug practitioner, but
"I'm sorry, Pinkie."
>"You mean it?"
"You were just... Trying to help. I got scared, is all. I didn't mean to upset you."
>Pinkie seems to regain some of her composure
>"Thanks Twilight. So does this mean you'll sing with me?"
>You pat her on the back
>Pinkie seems to have perked up back to normal
>Mission Accomplished, Spark Bug
>Something moves in your peripheral vision
>You stumble backwards as a large crocodile lurches out of a bathtub
>"Oh, that's just Gummy! He's an alligator."
"W-What the hell is an alligator doing in your bathtub?!"
>Pinkie walks over to the thing and hugs it
>Jesus fucking Christ
>"He's harmless, see?!"
>At least apologizing to her was easy as fuck
>Having your emotions fluctuate between total lows and highs so easily is probably bad
>Probably a condition
>Pinkie bounces out of the bathroom
>"I'll see you later, Twilight!"
>Her pet alligator slithers out after her
>You watch it pass by the normies
>They don't even fucking care
>Is this what people mean when they say "No Party like a Pinkie Pie Party?"
>Thrumming music, alcohol, alligators, fights
>How can normies do this shit so often that it doesn't terrify them?
>Just ease into this shit, Twilight
>The good thing is that the worst is over now
>You decide to head downstairs and check on Trixie
>Takes a while to make it through all the people, but you reach the kitchen eventually
>You spot Trixie laughing and talking to that Cheeto Dust guy
>Guess that was her invite, or 'plus 1' or whatever
>She seems happy...
>You can leave the sperg to her own devices, you suppose
>Maybe you'll just chill in a corner for a while
>It doesn't take long to find a spot
>People seem to avoid being the person in the corner
>Looking around you, you can't spot a single person off by themselves
>Right now, that's not making you feel all too bad
>Fluttershy is looking at you meekly from under her hair
>Why the fucking shy act with you?
>You just decide to avoid eye contact with her
>She takes a place on the wall next to you
>"You know, I really don't see why he likes you. You're not like us."
"Glad you don't think I'm crazy, then."
>"He's going to see that I'm right about you."
>Just don't listen to her
>She bites her lip
>"I can't wait until you make a mistake. He'll see, then."
>God is she fucking crazy
>She won't do anything to you in public
>Fluttershy turns her body over you, pinning you into the corner
>"I bet he'll even let me be the one to get rid of you."
>Something's poking against your midsection
>Turning your eyes downwards, you spot a switchblade in Fluttershy's hand
>She holds you down as you try to move away
>"Are you scared? Of little old me?"
>Fluttershy smiles at you
>You press yourself into the corner as much as you can
>"Fluttershy, darling, I was wondering where you'd gone off to!"
>"Be cool. :)"
>Fluttershy deftly pockets her knife and turns to Rarity
>"H-Hey, Rarity. I was just talking with Twilight."
>You can't stop shaking
>"Twilight, darling, what's wrong?"
>"Y-Yeah, what's wrong?"
>God, she's fucking with you
>If you do anything to her...
"N-Nothing... Just a little tipsy, is all."
>"That's why I don't drink, darling! Anyways, Fluttershy, we should go sing! Do you want to come along, Twilight?"
>You shake your head
>"Aw... Th-That's too bad, Twilight... I-I'm scared too, but... I'll try, Rarity."
>"Brilliant! Come, let us get in line!"
>Fluttershy turns to you and waves as she leaves
>You collapse onto the floor, leaning against the corner
>The party continues on around you
>That Flutterbitch is masquerading as some little fucking waif
>And she's toying with you
>Is it going to be like this forever?
>She'll just be waiting for Discord to be bored o you
>Just pull it together
>Pull it together
>It takes you a while to stand up again
>Having a knife held on you?
>Never experienced anything like that
>Until now, the danger has been rumored and hypothetical, but
>She can just turn the crazy on and off
>You decide to stay in your corner
>People start filing out of the party
>Slowly at first, but it gets going
>You notice Cheeto Dust and Trixie leave holding hands
>Part of you wants to vomit
>Part of you thinks it's cute
>Sunny's rubbing off on you
>You give a relieved sigh
>Good to see a friendly face
>And one you know
>"Come on, dude. Need a drive home?"
>You begin walking through Pinkie's labyrinthine house with Rainbow
>Pinkie bounds up to you and hugs you
>"I'm so glad you don't hate me!"
>You spot Rarity and Fluttershy walking up to the three of you
>Your heart stops for a quick bit
>Just act normal
>"Sick, I like it when the gang's together."
>"Well, Applejack isn't here... Busy with commoner's work, I'm sure."
>Your eyes widen
>The others look at you oddly when you don't respond
>She rushes up to you—
>—and hugs you, crying
>"I-I... I just wanted to apologize to you... For the nasty things I said..."
>"A-A-And... Oh, I'm such a bad person... I guess I just... I felt like blaming you since I was so confused, and... I didn't really know what was going on that day..."
>She looks up into your eyes, bawling
>"C-Can... Can you ever forgive me?"
>YOU FUCKING BITCH
>The girls look at you with varying degrees of 'doesn't that just tug on the heartstrings ;_;'
>You look down at her and swear you catch her smiling for a brief second
"O-Of course I forgive you..."
>"Oh thank you, Twilight! But I don't know if I can ever forgive myself..."
>The rest of the girls pile in for a group hug
>Fluttershy, you insane cunt
>After a good bit of collective weeping, the hug ends
>Fluttershy wipes her tears, smiling at you
>A smile that probably seems like one of relief to the others
>And one that you know is endorphins flooding the bloodstream of a crazy person who gets off on lying
>The girls say their goodbyes and you head out with Rainbow
>Even she was tearing up
>"I'm glad you guys made up, dude. Super sucks having friends on bad terms."
>You jump into her car
"Is this even music?"
>"Dude, once you get into it! Fucking kicks ass!"
>You'd rather kill yourself
"Rainbow... Can I ask you a question? About Fluttershy?"
>"I don't know, man. I told you. I don't really like talking about her behind her back like that."
"I'm... Just curious about what exactly happened to her, I guess."
>Didn't know she could look pensive
>"I don't know, man. She got bullied a lot. Looked all weird and gangly when she was a kid. Had some condition, really weak and sick all the time. Long hospital stays after she got... You know, beat up or whatever. I don't get why people can be such shits..."
>"Glad I dumped Anon's ass."
>Don't really give a damn about Fluttershy's history
>You got beat up a lot, and look at you
>Turned out just fine
>Faggot ass pussy kids growing up today don't know what bullying is
>"So, dude... Do you think you could bring me over to do some, uh... drugs? You know, whenever?"
>You're starting to get sick of that word
>She pulls up to your house
>"It's nothin'. See ya later, Egghead!"
>You walk into your house
>"Twilight! It's two in the morning, where were you? And who was that?"
"I was at Pinkie Pie's... That was Rainbow Dash..."
>Your dad shrugs and shakes his head
>"I worry about you, Twilight."
"Well, I'm going outside now... Isn't that what you wanted?"
>"I'm glad you're having experiences, but... I'm just worried, is all."
"It's okay, Dad."
>"Okay, Twilight. There weren't any dr—"
>You head up to your room
>As always, your Faithful Assistant is there
>You give him a nice belly rub
>Aside from Fluttershy pulling a knife on you, and you crying in front of everyone, today was a good day
>It might be a normie thing, but seeing a fight in real life was sort of invigorating
>And having Rainbow Dash and Trixie stand up for you...
>You suppose you have more friends than you thought
>Discounting them because of 'autism' or 'shit taste' wasn't right
>And you're glad Trixie seems to have a budding relationship with another sperg
>Trixie might be in a relationship before you are, but that can only sting so much
>Maybe you shouldn't write off Anime Club so quickly...
>'CHECK OUT MY YAOI WEBCOMIC'
>'DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU'
>You can come back to that one later
>Discounting people because autism or shit taste isn't ALWAYS wrong
>You flop onto your bed
>One more day until the next school week
>Fluttershy could have a message for you from Discord then...
>Just enjoy the weekend, Twilight
>It doesn't take you long to fall asleep
>You're awoken by a buzzing sound
>It's your phone
>The downside of having people know you is that they try to talk to you, it seems
>You groggily go to answer it
"Oh... Hey Sunny."
>You rub at your eyes and yawn
>"Did you want to hang out?"
"Isn't it a bit early?"
>That's your fucking morning
>A chance to hang with Sunny could be good
"Um, sure, yeah, we can hang out... When?"
>"I could pull around to your house in like half an hour?"
"Oh, sorry... Okay."
>"Cool! See you."
>Well, that's never happened before
>Guess you're taking a shower today
>You start the shower and get undressed
>What a chore
>You wonder why people do this shit every day
>It's not like it's something you HAVE to do everyday
>Not like a few days of going without hurts that much
>Used to be a weekly thing for you, but your dad guilted you enough to change that
>It's just needless, and...
>Being naked just reminds you that your body's all lame
>Some people seem to say they like the whole 'small, flat girl' thing
>But it seems like that's mostly when they're animated and 2D
>Sunny probably takes a shower everyday
>You would if you were her...
>Stop being so fucking weird
>Just hurry up and get ready, Twilight
>It doesn't take you too long to finish up
>Shitty toaster breakfast
>After, you just sort of sit around waiting for Sunny to show up
>You dad walks into the room and looks at you with surprise
>"Oh, you're up earlier than usual, Twilight! I was thinking we could go out and do something for fun today."
"I'm going out with a friend. Sorry."
>He smiles weakly
>You scratch the back of your head
>"The girl you chased after Fluttershy with?"
>"You never did tell me what that was about."
>You can hear Sunset's car pull into the driveway
"Maybe later, Dad!"
>You dart out of the house
>Sunny waves at you as you approach the car
>You wave back and enter the passenger's seat
"Hey! Th-Thanks for inviting me to hang out and stuff..."
>"You don't have to thank me. I just wanted to hang out with you is all."
>Sunny smiles at you
>This is amazing...
>Two days in a row someone has contacted you through your phone
>Wanting to hang out!
>You're so popular now, it's almost weird
"So... Um, what are we going to do, exactly?"
>"I'm not sure. Something simple. See a movie and then hang out at my place, maybe."
>See a movie and then go back to her place?
>You're almost certain you've seen that kind of shit on television and in articles as stuff you do on a date
>No fucking way, holy fuck
>Do girls just go to the movies and hang out with each other?
>Is that normal?
>You've kissed each other like TWICE
>You should've fucking researched on how normal it is for girls to kiss each other
>"Twilight? Are you okay?"
>Sunny looks at you oddly, squinting
>Fuck, do you look weird?
>She stares at you for a moments
"U-U-Uh... Movie and hang out sounds g-good."
>"You don't have to be so nervous around me, Twilight. We're friends!"
"I-I-I'm just not... I haven't done this before!"
>"I know a place on the other side of town. It's WAY cheaper there. Only play movies that've been out for a while, but I don't really see many movies, so. That would be fine for you, right?"
>Not like having seen one of the movies will be a problem for you
>New movies are gay
>And there's not enough time for you to watch movies when you're trying to stay caught up on anime and memes
>Sunny pulls out of your driveway and starts driving
>"I heard Pinkie had a crazy party last night."
"Yeah... A lot happened. Did you know she has an alligator?"
>"I'm not surprised."
"Fluttershy is crazy."
>"I told you, Twilight. Fluttershy is bad news. Someone who hangs around people like Discord..."
"She pulled a knife on me at the party."
>"I wish you'd let me beat her to a pulp when I had the chance..."
"That probably would've ended badly for everyone..."
>She grits her teeth
>"Fluttershy will get what's coming to her. They all will... Trust me."
>It still kind of scares you to see her angry like this
"I'm fine... I-I mean, I'm alive, right? As long as stay on Discord's good side, I can handle Fluttershy. Probably."
>Sunny shakes her head
>"Let's just try and enjoy having a nice day out together."
>She turns briefly to smile at you
>Holy shit this can't be happening
>You're having a day out
>You didn't know she liked you at all
>This is validation that you weren't a Tard in her Tard Brigade of Trixie and Moondancer and the other Game Shop freaks
>This is a date!
>You sit frozen in your seat
>Are you starting to sweat?
>Shit shit shit
>It's a good thing you took a shower today
>"You're being awfully quiet, Twilight. You usually have a lot to say."
>What the fuck do people talk about on dates
>You're not sure you're ready for this
"I-I'm sorry... I'm just... I know you said not to be, but I'm nervous."
>"Hey, I get it. You've always been a bit shy, but I'm hoping we can have fun."
>Like, the movie will be fun?
>Or is there innuendo there?
>"Twilight, if going out is making you uncomfortable, we can do something else."
>Holy shit that's definitely confirmation
"N-No, l-let's see the movie..."
>"Okay, I was just making sure."
>After a while of driving, the two of you park in a mostly empty lot
>The theater looks pretty old
>And most of the movies have been out for months
>Not seen any of 'em though
>Seeing movies is for plebs
>And going to buy tickets by yourself is embarrassing
>But you're not alone this time
>"Well, c'mon. What kind of movie do you want to see?"
"Um... Whatever you want..."
>Sunset looks over the choices
>Apparently, the only ones playing soon were a shitty animated cartoon for children, a dumbass horror movie, and a mindless explosion fest
>"Which one sounds good to you?"
>Fucking none of them
"W-Whatever you want to s-see, S-Sunny Bunny."
>Sunny gives you an odd look and chuckles
>"Well, I guess we'll see this one then."
>She points to the poster of a dumb horror movie
>"Always up for a good horror flick."
>Seems spooky as fuck
>Hope there's no skeletons in the movie
>Maybe there's skeletons inside you!
>Bet it'll be—
>You squint at Sunny
>Wait a second
>You're certain this is a trope of some sort that you've seen before
>Holy fucking fuck
>You begin hyperventilating
>She approaches you and grabs your arm gently
>"If you're not good with that, we can watch something else."
"I-I want to see it..."
>"Twilight, I don't want to drag you along to do stuff you don't want to do yourself..."
"N-No! P-Please, let's see the movie."
>Sunny smiles at you
>"Let's get our tickets, then!"
>She pulls you along by your hand
>No Longer a Handholdless Virgin
>A dead-eyed, lifeless, middle-aged man stands at the counter
>"Two for 'Invasion of the Changelings', please."
>He gives Sunny the tickets
>"Want popcorn or a drink or something? I'm sort of low on money, so we'd have to share."
>Holy shit holy fuck holy shit
"S-S-Sure, l-let's share a drink..."
>She gets the two of you a single drink
>Usually, you'd never, ever share a drink with someone
>Disgusting backwash makes your blood curdle
>But it's okay now
>"Movie doesn't start for a bit, but we can still take our seats I think."
>BE COOL, TWILIGHT
>You head over to the theater with Sunny
>There are are dumb theater commercials playing on the screen right now
>The lights are dim
>And there are rows upon rows of empty seats
>"Man, this place has seen better days. I'm surprised it's still open!"
>You laugh, trying to stop yourself from shaking too much
>Way too fucking nervous right now
>The place is EMPTY
>You're in an EMPTY theater
>Seeing a HORROR movie
>And you're 'going out'
>Take deep breaths or something
>Don't fuck this up
>"Anxious about the movie?"
"Y-You could say that..."
>The two of you walk up the stairs in the theater
>What kind of row do you want?
"U-U-Uh... N-Near the back?"
>"I'm more of a middle row kind of girl, but sure! If it's your first time really going out, we can sit where you want."
>You try to hide your blush as she pulls you along by your hand
>The two of you take a seat towards the back of the theater
>Still no other people in here
>Please stay that way...
>Sunny places your drink in the cupholder between the two of you
>Would've preferred one straw instead of two, but whatever
>She takes a drink
>You gulp and decide to take a drink from your straw at the same time
>She backs away and looks at you strangely
>Is that not normal to do when you're on a date?
>It's been too long since you autistically researched all about dating
>Never thought it would come in use
>The theater darkens and the previews begin
>Sunny wiggles in her seat giddily
>Just sit back and play it cool
>This is where the magic happens
>Some previews for movies that are already out play on screen
>Previews are your favorite part of the movie experience
>Though that might change today
>"Hey, so did you ever see the original? I heard this remake's supposed to be good."
>Fucking of course you have
>What's she think you are?
>A fucking pleb?
>And she heard good things about this movie?
>You may not watch movies, but you do read reviews for them
>If you like dumbing down your movies and filling them with generic jump scares, sure
>This is 'good'
>Sunny must be talking to some fucking normies
>Though, she isn't a normie
"Y-Yeah... I heard this one was good, too..."
>The movie begins
>Pretty sure the actress playing the main character is one you've seen on /tv/ a lot
>You're not really too invested in this film
>Look at how boring the cinematography is
>People have forgotten how to shoot a fucking film
>And loud noises =/= scary
>Sunny jumps at the jump scares
>That's what they're made for...
>She can't help it if she has some pleb tastes
>You're sure you might have some if you look hard enough
>Nervously, you look around the theater
>God, you're literally shivering
>Sunny looks over to you and puts your hand in hers
>She shrieks playfully at another stupid jump scare
>Too sweaty, fuck fuck fuck
>I-Is this it?
>Just.. Be cool, Twilight
>Don't spill your spaghetti
>Be a fucking alpha
>She turns to you
>Time to go in for the kiss, boss
>Sunny raises her eyebrows
>She called you by a nickname!
>Happening Levels at max
>JUST DO IT
>You lean into her and plant your lips on hers
>Your whole body shudders
>Sunny shoves you away with both of her hands
>"What are you doing?!"
"A-Am I doing it bad?"
>Fuck fuck fuck
>What the fuck's happening?
>Was it that bad?
"I-I—We're on a date, right?"
>Sunny gives you an incredulous look
>Maybe you should try again
>You lean in—
>Sunny leans away
>You lean a bit too far over and hear spilling
>"Oh my God!"
>Sunny jumps from her seat, trying to wipe herself off
"Fuck, oh no, I'm so sorry, Sunny!"
>"Whatever. It's fine."
>You go and try to help clean up
>"Twilight, just stop."
"O-Okay... I-I-I can go get napkins..."
>Sunny just frowns and shrugs
>You are fucking this up so hardcore, Twilight
>But there's still a chance, right?
>She didn't say this wasn't a date
>Just... Maybe she just was engrossed in the movie is all
>Quickly, you dash out of the theater to grab something to clean Sunny up
>You return to find Sunny sitting in the next seat over
>The one she was in is soggy, and the liquid seems to have conjured up some stink from the cloth
"U-Uh, here you go..."
>Sunny snatches the napkins from your hand and begins dabbing her pants
>"What made you think this was a date?"
"I-I-I... The movie. And the hanging out. And the KIND of movie. A-And you said we were 'going out', and..."
>"Going out! Outside! I... Didn't even think you thought about me, like, you know, whatever."
>Despite what all signs pointed to
>This whole time
>You were just...
>"Oh, Twilight... Come on, let's just... Let's just watch the movie..."
>Fuck, don't cry
>Don't be that beta
>You take your seat next to the empty, wet chair, arms crossed, teeth grit
>God damn it, Twilight
>Of course this wouldn't be a date
>She's just a friend
>Doesn't think about you like that
>Someone who stays in their room most days
>Can't talk to people
>Can't fucking realize when something's a date or not
>When she kissed you, that was just a joke
>And now things are going to be awkward between the two of you forever
>Who do you have left now?
>A cape wearing autist
>A metalcore loving normie
>Treehugger, who doesn't actually know you
>Doesn't know that you're just a gross loser with no life
>You look over to Sunny
>She's watching the movie glumly
>Ruined her fucking day
>Can't even enjoy the (not-that-good) movie anymore because of you
>You should just leave
>Before you create more memories to remember in the middle of the night years from now
>Don't be cringe
>Just go home
>You begin making your way down the stairs
>Sunny grabs you by the shoulder
>"Look, I know that this was... awkward... but don't think I hate you or anything. We can still do stuff. Don't—"
"Just let me go... You can watch the movie, I'll just walk home."
>You shake your head and pull yourself away
>You don't want a pity party
>The fact that she's trying to salvage the day after you sperged out on her only makes you feel worse
>"If I can't change your mind, at least let me drive you home, okay?"
>Sunny leads you back out into the parking lot
>You take your seat in her car
>The awkward silence is painful
>You lean against the car door, dejected
>The car sits in the lot, motionless
>Neither of you speak for a long while
>Great fucking job, Twilight
>You're a sperg
>A tard to be wrangled
>Too retarded to even be a happy autist
>Too self-conscious and meta to be happy
"Am I like Trixie to you?"
>"What? What's that supposed to mean?"
"In your head, am I grouped in with Trixie, and Moondancer, and the rest of those sorts?"
>Sunny frowns and shakes her head
"I'm just your charity project, aren't I?"
>"What? Twilight, that's wrong."
>You turn yourself away from her
>"I don't... Trixie is Trixie. You're you! I don't understand what you're saying."
"That I'm not a person to you. Not a normal one. I'm the weirdo with no social skills who needed a friend. And obviously you were right. I can't believe I thought this was a date..."
>You flinch as Sunny puts a hand on your shoulder
>"Twilight, I'm friends with you because I want to be. Not because I have to be. You can't keep going around thinking that everyone, I don't know, that everyone's just 'dealing with you' or whatever. It's not like that!"
>What a lark
>What a blue pill
>What a fucking lie
"People are just 'dealing' with me... When I was younger, I tried to be normal... I don't even remember what's it like to be me anymore. Nothing makes me happy, not for long, and no one cares to talk to me... The bullying mostly stopped in grade school, but since then..."
>She doesn't want to hear your fucking life story you idiot
"I just... To make friends, real friends, you're supposed to put yourself out there, right?"
>"Yeah! Twilight, if you go out there, people will like you. You HAVE friends. Don't beat yourself up!"
"Friends that hardly know me, or just pity me... I never go out and try to talk to people. Maybe that's my fault, but I just thought that, the chance would be that, someday, maybe people would approach me. If everyone's supposed to be going around talking to people, why does no one come talk to me after class? Why am I always alone?"
>You can't help it at this point
>Disgusted with yourself for doing this in front of Sunny
>For being such an edgy loser
>Being sad almost feels like a meme to you
>Not something you should actually feel
>Not for real
>You don't want Sunny's pity
>You don't want to put your problems on her
>Such a fucking loser...
>"Twilight, you're not alone. I'm here for you. Your friends care about you. Trixie can't stop talking about you! And your family must care about you."
>You scoff through your tears
>"It's true! People care about you, even if you don't think they do."
>You turn back to face Sunny
"You know what my mom gave me for my last birthday? Some stupid card. She didn't... She didn't even write anything. It didn't even have the right age on it..."
>Sunny doesn't say anything
>Instead, she just leans over and pulls you into a hug
>She pats you on the back
>You feel terrible for crying onto her, but you can't stop
>Why are you so fucking terrible?
>Why is she always so understanding?
>She doesn't owe you anything
>Gotten your hopes up just to have them shot down
>And every time
>Every time you get hurt
>It brings everything up
>Just wasting away on 4chan...
>That was safe
>You can't cry forever
>So, eventually, you stop
>Sunny just gives you a solemn smile
>You must be annoying as fuck to deal with...
"I'm... I'm sorry for ruining today..."
>"Twilight, you have to stop apologizing for everything. I'm not mad at you. I know what it's like to... Hurt."
>You calm yourself and nod
>Maybe she doesn't know exactly how you feel, but
>It's nice to have someone there for you, you suppose
>"If you're feeling up to it... We can still hang out if you want."
>"Only if you want."
>Even after you fucking sperged as hard as possible...
>Unloaded shit you'd never said out loud before
>She doesn't hate you
>Sunny really is too good
>It's almost stupid
>Hanging out right now...
>And what else would you do?
>Go home and feelpost for the rest of the day?
"Um, I think hanging out with a friend might be good for me right now."
>"Okay. My house?"
>You sniffle and wipe the tears from your eyes as Sunny starts the car
>This could be fine
>At least you have some experience with hanging out
>Did that with Dash
>And it wasn't too bad
"Can I ask you a question?"
>You hope this isn't too weird to ask
"What's it like being in a relationship?"
>She shrugs her shoulders
>"I don't know."
"But... I thought you and Brad were dating at one point."
>"What? He wishes. I fucking hate that chode... No, I've been on my own most my life. I'm shooting for friends first."
>Sunny without friends?
>Hard to imagine
>Then again, she has said she used to be pretty dickish
>Which is sort of hard to believe
>But not as hard to believe when she goes into those rage-induced stupors
>You eventually arrive at Sunny's apartment
"So... What are we going to do?"
>"I don't know. Hang around. Talk. Exercise. I'm sort of just realizing I don't have much here..."
>Maybe you could watch a movie
>Maybe it would be bad to bring movies up again
>You decide to plop yourself down on one of Sunny's chairs and she follows suit
>Her apartment is kind of small, but that's not a bad thing
>You make sounds with your mouth to fill the silence
>"I'm sorry, I'm not very good at this..."
>"Usually I only go out by myself. Try to avoid conflict..."
>That doesn't make any sense
"But everyone likes you, and you have tons of friends, don't you?"
>"People are nice to me because they're scared of me, Twilight. I've changed, but... Sometimes it's hard for people to see that, I guess."
>But she's so popular!
>She's basically perfect
>How could people be scared of her?
>You do remember Applejack talking about how she didn't think she'd ever change after she beat up Anon...
>Maybe you're just so out of the loop
>You were one of the only people who'd talk to her
>Maybe you were both orbiters around the rest of the girls...
"Well, I'm not scared of you. Most of the time, anyways."
>"I'm happy to hear that. I don't want to seem totally harmless."
>You tap on the arms of your chair
>What do you do now?
>Show her dank memes?
>"So, since when have you been into girls, or whatever? If that's okay to ask. You used to always talk about how you felt not having a boyfriend."
"Oh... I don't know. I don't really know what's going on... Things are just weird for me right now, I guess..."
>The whole 'no bf' meme isn't really one you want to talk about
>Maybe you should ask if girls actually make out for fun
>This would be the right time
>But if it isn't true, that'd probably be very spaghetti
>This conversation is spaghetti already, but don't go and make it worse
>"Oh, I know! We could spar!"
"I think I would be bad at that..."
>"It'll be fun! I love fighting, and it's a good way to work out aggression."
>You're not sure you really have a lot of aggression in you
>"Plus, it could help you if you ever get in a fight."
>Sunny bounces up from her chair and hops towards you
>"C'mon, when's the last time you had a good sparring session?"
>"First time for everything! Get some exercise, get safer, have fun. It'll be good, trust me!"
>A nice, friendly hitting-each-other session
>You head to Sunny's room to get changed
>The two of you take turns getting dressed
>Her clothes are still loose on you...
>Sunny brings you out to her little matted area
>"I only have one pair of protective gear, so you can use it."
"W-What about you?"
>"I think I'll manage."
>You're sort of offended
>Doesn't matter too much since it's true
>You put on the helmet, and both of you put on some gloves
>This is such a bad idea
>"Go ahead whenever you want to start!"
>She looks way too upbeat about this for you
"Is exercising what you do for fun?"
>"Yup. Like I said, it helps work out aggression."
>You're going to die
>No, don't worry about it
>She's your friend, so it's fine
>Just a friendly little match
>She motions for you to come forward
>You throw a haphazard punch and are punished by a counter in the abdomen
>"What? That didn't hurt."
"It's... Just reactionary."
>Try and fucking hit her, Twilight
>Yeah, no, this isn't happening
"You know who you would like? Rainbow Dash."
>"She actually knows how to fight? I thought that was always just more of her bragging."
>You try and go in for another hit
>This is like playing a fighting game you don't know the motions for
>Where's muh half-circle forward?
"You didn't hear about the fight at Pinkie's?"
>"I heard of A fight, and that some guy got the shit beat out of him after punching someone or something."
"Yeah, Anon punched Trixie in the face."
>Sunset knocks you in the gut, hard
>Winded, your knees collapse and you fall forward onto her
>She catches you under the elbows, your face hanging in her chest
"It's... It's okay. I'm okay."
>Just pretend it's Smash or something
>Sunny helps you steady yourself
>You go back into some sort of fighting stance
>Could probably totally kick her ass at fighting games
>So there's that
>Sunny continues to dance around your punches
>This shit is broken
>Need to ban this character what the fuck
>She's really softened up on the punches now
>Man, stop being so baby mode, Twilight
>What if you were in a real fight?
>What if she were Fluttershy?
>You plant your left foot in the ground in front of you and twist into a right hook
>It connects hard with Sunny's cheek with a loud thwack
"OH SHIT OH SHIT, I'M SO SORRY!"
>She just laughs it off
>"I was starting to get worried you wouldn't hit me!"
>Sunny changes from her boxing position to more of a judo one
>She makes her way towards you, dodging another one of your punches, grappling onto you
"W-We can grab?"
>You feel your body begin to twist as she grabs onto your biceps
>Soon after, a sweep to your leg follows
>You flail, knocking Sunny in the shin with one of your legs
>All the air in your body escapes as she lands on top of you
>Fuck that hurt
>Sunny pushes herself up, sitting on your stomach
>If this were an MMA match, this is probably the part where she'd pummel you to retardation
>You try and catch her with a suckerpunch
>She catches it, and pins your arms to the ground above your head
>For some reason, you're feeling incredibly hot
>Just a couple of friends having a good wrastle...
>A phone ringing can be heard through the apartment
>"Shit, that's me."
>Sunny stands up and helps you to your feet
>She pats you on the back
>"You hit harder than I thought."
>Only landed a single punch, but, okay
>That's good enough
>Sunny goes to answer the phone
>"Hey. Really, right now?"
>"Fine, no, I got it."
>Sunny puts the phone down
"What's going on?"
>"It's, uh, work related. Guess we're going to have to cut this short."
>"I'm sorry about this."
"It's fine... Thanks for dealing with me being all... Me."
>"You really have to stop doing that, Twilight. I enjoy your company, Now c'mon, let's get you home."
>You go and get yourself changed
>Today was so fucking cringe
>Couldn't really have been worse
>And yet, it wasn't so bad
>If you were in Sunny's position, you're not so sure you would've done what she did
>You're thankful she is who she is, though
"Okay... I'm ready."
>Sunny smiles and the two of you walk to her car
>The two of you chat a bit on the drive home
>You wonder why someone like her would be interested in nerd shit
>Pleb as fuck taste
>But she seems to genuinely like the stuff
>You're used to hearing Magic stories from Trixie, but not from Sunny
>Maybe the autism is rubbing off on her
>But she doesn't seem autistic to you
>"Here you go... Again, I'm sorry this came up so suddenly."
"It's fine. Thanks."
>You exchange smiles
>"Just... Stay safe. This Discord stuff... You'll find your way out of it."
>You nod and exit the car
>Pushing open the door, you hear the TV on in the other room
>Not sure you really want to go through the whole 'Are you on drugs right now?' talk Dad always seems to want to have
>So you just creep your way upstairs
>Didn't expect to have this much time left in the day when you came home
>Ha ha, time for 4chan!
>Another positive of the day is that you can make a good spaghetti thread
>After writing out your post, you wait
>You kind of regret telling Sunny that stuff about your mom...
>You don't really think about her that much
>Why would you cry about that stupid birthday shit when you didn't care ON your birthday?
>'Ha ha, man, my mom doesn't care about me or something lol, SICK :^)'
>What's it matter?
>Feeling bad over cliche shit is edgy and dumb
>Just fuck the normies or whatever
>You check back on your thread
>Oh, you're a normie for having been invited in the first place
>You had a weird as fuck dream that night
>For some reason, you remember trying to throw away a handful of spaghetti
>But you accidentally threw it inside of hole in the top of your head
>Which was on a table
>Maybe you shouldn't get into dank memes right before you sleep
>Spike wakes you up, licking your face
>You look to your clock
>This is a little earlier than usual
>You groggily get out of bed and go to check your phone
>Will this be day three of messages?
>1 New Message
>Everything's turning up Twilight!
>"[Meet after school today]"
>Well now you have THAT to look forward to
>Don't have the energy to take a shower today
>Just get dressed and head downstairs
>Dad's drinking coffee and waves at you
>"You're up earlier than usual."
>He takes a sip from his drink
>"Did you want to do something today?"
"I can't... I have to go somewhere with one of my... Friends..."
>Calling her that almost makes you want to vomit
>Your father sighs
>"Well, perhaps someday, then."
"I'm sorry... I'm just busy lately."
>You grab a quick snack and head out the door
>Better savor it
>Might be your last
>Or, maybe you should just hope it isn't total shit
>'Savoring' might be a bit delusional
>At least normies will be focused more on Anon than you today
>Once in school, you hear people talking about the fight
>All concerned for Trixie
>'how could anyone do that! :^)'
>Just don't fucking worry about it
>They'll never change
>After the first few periods, you head to lunch
>Feels a bit like a last supper
>Definitely know who the fucking backstabbing whore is
>Only there's shitty cafeteria food now
>You take a seat next to Trixie
>You've noticed that she hasn't been hounding you nearly as much as she used to
>Actually talks to the other girls
>It feels a little bad to be less socially dexterous than her
>Be happy for the little sperg
>She turns to you
>"Where is Miss Shimmer?"
"What do you mean?"
>"Should she not be returning to school today?"
>If so, it is pretty weird she's not here
>Aside from the fight with Anon, you haven't heard about her doing anything bad
>No missing school days
>Never late to class
>"I told ya'll, that girl'll never change."
>Rarity rolls her eyes
>"She's been nothing but cordial with us. Rumors are only that."
>"Maybe y'all let the truth slide off y'all's skin like scales off a snake, but fact is she may seem nice, but she's puttin' on an act. Probably just tryin' to stay out of juvie, or prison now that she's older, I s'pose."
>"Yes, let's listen to you babble on about the rumors you've heard as they relate to the truth, you mud-ridden... neanderthal!"
>"If it's a true rumor, then there ain't no problem, now is there? 'N she only went away fer the stuff they could prove, too!"
>Rarity plugs her ears
"Sunny's not a bad girl. She's one of the nicest people I know."
>"Sugarcube, y'all know like seven people. 'N I'm one of 'em, so there's only like six people in the runnin' fer 'nicest person Twilight Sparkle knows'. Your word don't mean much."
>Fucking Forrest Gump of apples
>You wish you could 'let out some aggression' right now
"But it's true. She's... Always been very nice to me, to Trixie, to all of you guys!"
>"Y'all know nothin' 'bout nothin', Twi. You know what they used to call her?"
"By her name?"
>"What? No! Well, yes, but no. Quit with yer stupid."
"So what did they call her?"
>"I don't rightly remember, but it was somethin' fierce 'n satanic. Maybe something like 'The Devil of Canterlot' or somethin'."
>You throw your hands up in the air
"That's just Daredevil!"
>"Well I'm sorry, Twi, I said I didn't remember. I said it was somethin' LIKE that, not that it was that. This is why people don't like you, Twi. Always tryin' ta point out why people are wrong, every little thing they say."
>Oh yeah, totally
>Fucking inbreeding hillbillies
"Y-You know, coming from you... It's very hypocritical."
>Applejack crosses her arms
>"'N see? There ya go again. Tryin' ta point out every flaw in everybody else. Y'all gots a problem, Twilight. 'N the problem is yourself. I don't have a cure."
>FUCKING FARMER PIECE OF SHIT
>"Ye dun burned me bad, Sug—"
>Rarity rubs at her head
>"If I'm stressed while eating, it'll affect my metabolism!"
>"Y'all don't even eat, what do you care about your metaba-whatever?"
>"Yes, metaba-whatever. No wonder you're in remedial math classes..."
>"When y'all're up to your necks in debt, I'll be on muh farm! No debt! If the gubment just got outta education, I wouldn't need no high school!"
>Rarity and Applejack continue to bicker
>You notice Rainbow Dash has been awfully quiet
>Playing some dumb handheld game, it seems
>Replacement boyfriend, you guess
>Just sitting there looking like her usual, fake, shy self
>By the time the bell rings to signal lunch's end, Rarity and Applejack are looking like they want to kill each other
>Really gotta wonder why they sit next to each other if all they ever do is argue
>As you leave, Fluttershy gives you a cute smile and waves
>That bitch is going to be the death of you
>Man, you don't want to die
>But, just be cool
>Be cool and stay calm
>The rest of school passes by too quickly
>Why can't the people here teach anything at a reasonable pace?
>Do you really need to spend three days on the same mathematical concept?
>Fucking normies, why are they so dumb?
>Even in advanced classes, you're just surrounded by smart normies
>You remember liking to learn shit by yourself
>School ruined your ability to enjoy learning
>As the last bell rings, you sigh
>Not much to 'savor' here
>You do try and savor the walk to Fluttershy's locker
>Every fraction of time you don't need to be with her is nice
>But that can't last forever
>Despite what Zeno may think, you do eventually reach your desination
>She gives you a girlish pout as you approach her
>"I wish you'd chickened out."
"I bet you do..."
>She motions for you to follow her
"Do... Do you know what he's going to have me do?"
>"I don't know until he tells me."
>Why does she just blindly follow Discord around?
>She's crazy, and maybe crazy sticks together, but still
>Once you've gotten a good bit away from the school, Fluttershy's demeanor changes, her gait
>Some fucking Keyser Soze shit
>It's a long walk, but eventually you make it to that fucking rundown Pizza N Play
>Shouldn't people be suspicious that one of these is open despite no one ever going there?
>Fluttershy looks at you and laughs
>You don't respond, but the answer is yes
>You walk into the pizza arcade, and Follow Fluttershy to the back
>She knocks on the Employees Only door
>Pattern seems different this time
>It opens up
>Despite being scared, you're not shaking quite so much
>If anything happens...
>Maybe your basic fight moves can help you
>Or the gun...
>Fluttershy pushes open the door to Discord's room
>Immediately, she runs up to him and bounces onto his lap, putting her arms around him
>She nuzzles her face against his chest
>"Twilight. I've been expecting you."
>He used that one the last time...
>You walk towards his 'throne', stopping a few feet from him
>Discord smiles warmly
>"I'm so glad to see a good friend."
>"What about me?"
>Discord pinches Fluttershy's cheek
>"Of course I'm glad to see you, too!"
>He turns to you
>"So, up for another game of Magic? Or did you want to see my weapon collection? I have so many things planned for tonight!"
>You just stand there awkwardly
>"Speak up, please. Unless you want to respond to everything in mime, from now on. That could be fun!"
"I... So the errand is just hanging out again?"
>Discord's laughter fills your ears
>"No, I do have something I want you and Fluttershy to do later."
>Fluttershy pouts in protest
>"Do I have to go with her?"
>"I need my friends to get along. You can do that, right girls?"
>Fluttershy crosses her arms
>You just nod glumly
>Does he think he's your fucking dad or something?
>Discord just gives you the creeps...
>He pats his free knee
>"Take a seat."
>"Ah, no, it's fine. We'll build up to that. Anyways, please, I want to show you my collection! I have all types of swords..."
>Fluttershy hops off of him, and he beckons you over to a large case filled with all kinds of swords
>Some extremely ornate
>Some very old
>All extremely cool
>You know, for something autistic
>Owned by an insane criminal
>Discord pulls out a small Japanese short-sword and sits down on a large couch
>You sit as far from him as you can
>Fluttershy takes her seat back on his lap
>"Do you know what this is?"
"A wakazashi, obviously."
>"Yes it is. Do you want this?"
>"Oh, I don't mean THIS one. I'm quite partial to it. I've had it for a very long time, but I mean, look around you, Twilight."
>An amazing weapons collection
>Magic cards as far as the eye can see
>What looks to be a huge 4k television on the other side of the room
>A huge library spanning one of the walls
>Really neat furniture all over the place
>Probably has a great battlestation somewhere...
"I mean... It's nice."
>"I think it's a lot more than that! You know, I get to spend most of my time in here... I rarely leave my room. This is paradise for people like us, right?"
>Sure, maybe you have autistic fantasies of just sitting around in your room all day with tons of cool shit
>But at the same time, that seems like a shitty life
>You want... Something else
>You're not sure what that would look like
"I... I'm not sure I do... And I'm not sure I want to... Do what you do, to get it."
>He laughs and looks at you as if you'd just said something crazy
>Fluttershy glares at you in his arms
>"What's so bad about doing what I do?"
"I don't want to hurt people..."
>He swishes his wrist limply
>"Hurting people, shmerting people. You know, Twilight, I like you because I knew what it was like to be young once. People... Someone who calls themselves a 'Magic savant' probably doesn't have a good relationship with them. Plus, my job is just to let people hurt themselves! I don't have to do much myself most of the time."
>He flips the sheathed wakazahi around in one hand as he speaks
>You remember 'random playing with objects' to be a sign of autism
>You remember, because you stopped doing that once you found out
>Discord points at you with the wakazashi
>"You know, most people wouldn't care about the craftsmanship that goes into something like this. About the care that goes into anything. They don't really feel anything. Not like you, or I, or little Fluttershy do. Most people are hardly people at all, I find. What do they talk about? Other people? Reality television?"
>He's starting to sound like /r9k/ to you...
>This is the kind of shit you used to spout
>But still, it's autistic
>Caring about the 'craftsmanship' of a wakazashi is pretty fucking spergy
"I... Don't you ever think that hurting people for video games and swords might be..."
>No, he wouldn't think it's immoral or bad
>He gives you a concerned look
>"I remember thinking like that."
>"That's the seed they plant in your head. That you can't just like things... And those people you don't want to hurt... Well, nothing could be done without those 'people'. They buy my stuff, they take my bribes, they take my paychecks. That's why I can have nice things!"
>He's playing to your misanthropy
>You shake your head
"I just want to run your errand and go home..."
>"You'll come around! Fluttershy was much the same way when I first found her."
>She smiles as he pets her cheek
>"And I really do hope you come around. We're kindred spirits, you and I."
>You turn your face from him
>Not just because what he's saying is purposefully cliche
>But because it also doesn't seem too far-fetched
>What is he?
>If he was an autist, he'd just be another in the sea of disgusting anime lovers and Magic nerds
>"Now, Twilight, would you like to—"
>A large man had opened the door to the room
>"THEY TOLD ME TO TELL YOU THAT IT'S READY!"
>A flash of anger crosses Discord's face
>"Can't you see I'm entertaining my friends?"
>The henchman just scratches at his buzzcut
>"UH, SORRY. THEY SAID AS SOON AS POSSIBLE."
>You momentarily forget what you are and just shrug to yourself
>Fucking loudass Big McLargehuge motherfucker
>Probably eats steroids for breakfast
>Discord turns to the door
>"Well, you didn't do your job, then."
>The man just scratches at his head again
>"UH, I CAME AS SOON AS THEY TOLD ME."
>"When I am entertaining friends, you should consider reaching me to be impossible. You interrupted me in front of—You know what, Chunk Hunkthunk, why don't you take a seat over here."
>Discord pats on the space in the couch between you and him
>The guy just looks around nervously
>"Please don't disrespect me further."
>The henchman nods
>"UH, BY THE WAY, MY NAME ISN'T CHUNK HUNKTHUNK. IT'S BULK BICEPS."
>Of course it is
>You and Discord both roll your eyes
>Fluttershy actually blushes
>Talk about no taste
>The guy seems to bend the couch as he sits on it
>"So, Bulk, tell me about yourself. What do you like to do for fun?"
>"UH, WELL, I REALLY LIKE SHOOTING THE SHIT WITH THE GUYS AFTER WORK, YOU KNOW."
>Discord rubs his chin
>"Do you do that here?"
>"AT THE ARCADE? NAH, YOU KNOW, WE GO TO THE BAR. PICK UP SOME CHICKS. YOU KNOW HOW IT IS, RIGHT BOSS? I MEAN, YOU'RE DROWNIN' IN CHICKS RIGHT NOW."
>Bulk laughs nervously
>"These are my friends, not 'chicks'. I'm afraid I'm a bit old-fashioned, Bulk. Twilight, you see this, right?"
>Discord sort of nods his head at Bulk
>What's he supposed to be showing you?
>Just bring out the biggest Chad in the world
>And prove his point to you?
>Yeah, maybe normies are like this a lot of the time, but...
>Discord flips the wakazashi in his hand
>"Do you know what this is?"
>Bulk sits, staring at the wakazashi
>"I DON'T KNOW. SMALL."
>Discord unsheathes the sword
>He twists it in his hand, light gleaming off from its blade
>Scratching his chin, he sighs
>"I'm not sure I have a good joke for this one."
>You scream and grab onto the couch as Discord drives the sword through Bulk's open mouth
>Bulk sputters, blood pouring from out his mouth and the back of his head
>Discord holds him down, and it doesn't take long for Bulk to go motionless
>"He should watch what he eats! Because he's so, you know, large."
>Discord snaps his fingers at you
>"I'm drowning here, Twilight! Help a guy out!"
>You can't talk
>You can't move
>You press yourself into the couch, pushing yourself away from Bulk's body
>Jesus fucking fuck
>This isn't real
>This... This can't be happening
>Fluttershy sighs and gives a small frown
>"I liked him."
>"Oh, I know."
>Discord eyes the blood seeping into the couch
>You whimper, crying
>"This might be hard to get out... And Twilight, you really should stop fussing about. You hardly knew the guy! What're you getting so worked up for?"
>You want to run, but you can't
>You want to wretch, but can't
>You can't do anything
>Discord leans over Bulk's body
>"Twilight, really. Fluttershy didn't react nearly as bad the first time."
>"I told you about her..."
>Discord pats you on the lap
>You flinch, cowering on the couch
>"All you know about Bulk is his name, and that he was probably a bad guy. I mean, he worked for me, after all! And if you did know him, that's still all you would know."
"Y-You can't just... Kill people for no reason!"
>"I'm telling you Twilight, they're not people. Not really. Now, up for a game? Or a movie?"
>'Being cool' isn't a possibility right now
>You stare at the lifeless body next to you
>There's a difference between the edgy shit you'd post about 'beta uprising' and the real thing
>Discord smiles at you like you're just a small child scared of something in their closet
>Scared of something understandable, but ultimately silly
>He takes one of Bulk's arms and taps your leg with the hand
>You shriek and fall out of the couch onto your hands and knees
>Legs aren't working
>Neither are your arms
>You hear Discord shrug behind you
>"What's so scary about a hand?"
>"I told you she was a pussy."
>"Language, please. She's just a bit green, is all."
>He walks to your front and kneels down, with one hand on your shoulder
>"Hey there, champ. You know, sometimes things can be a bit scary, but you've just gotta tough it out. It'll all make sense when you're older! C'mon, bring it 'ere."
>Discord pulls you into a hug, and you don't have the energy to fight back
>He pulls away and looks you in the eyes
>"And remember. Don't do drugs! Stay in school! Use protection!"
>He picks you up and you force yourself to stay up
>You don't want him to kill you for something like 'not being fun'
>Just do what he wants...
>"So, girls, want to watch a movie?"
>"How's Robocop sound?"
>Just play along, Twilight
>Your life might depend on it
"I-I'd buy that for a dollar..."
>"Now that's what I like to hear!"
>You barely hold yourself together as he leads you to the television
>The three of you sit next to Discord in front of the large television
>Try and forget that there's a body in the room
>Just watch the movie
>You'll be able to leave eventually
>Run that errand
>Maybe run away
>You don't really know what you're going to do now...
>During the dream sequence, Discord speaks
>"What did you guys think of the reboot? I, personally, loved it."
>What kind of autist loves the reboot of any classic film?
>"Oh, um, me too."
>Discord turns to you
>"What about you, Twilight?"
>You sweat as Discord stares at you with that eerie smile he keeps
>If you lie about seeing it, he might ask you about scenes you don't know about
>Then chop your head off for lying or something
"I... I didn't watch it..."
"I... Once I saw the redesign, it was dead to me..."
>He continues staring at you for a few more moments before breaking into laughter
>Discord pats you on the head
>"That's good. I'm constantly surprised by your good taste. For a second there I thought you were going to say you liked it!"
>Would he have killed you if you did?
>You can hear Fluttershy growl on the other side of Discord
>She pulls Discord by his shirt to her and begins passionately kissing him
>Oh Jesus fucking fuck
>Earlier you were sitting next to the scene of a murder
>Just stare ahead
>Pretend you're watching by yourself
>Pretend the crimeboss is the dad from That 70's Show after he moves to Chicago in the future
>You don't know when the shitshow next to you ends, having blocked it out of your mind
>But when the movie ends, Discord checks the invisible watch on his wrist
>"Looks like it's about time for you two to deliver those packages!"
>Discord describes the plan to you
>It's simple, he says
>You'll be dropped off at one of his shops, which will be a front
>Go in the back, put the packages in your backpacks
>Two high school girls taking a walk together, who'd mess with that, right?
>Walk to the Everfree Park
>Sun'll start going down once you're dropped off
>And it'll be dark once you reach the park
>Then you just go and deliver the goods
>"It's really that simple!"
"W-What's in the packages?"
>Fluttershy glares at you
>"Don't ask stupid questions! We don't need to know."
>Discord pats Fluttershy on the head
>"Something special I cooked up in my college days, only much, much more potent. And addictive. Fun for the whole family!"
>Being a drug mule doesn't sound great, but...
>You're just taking a walk
>With a psychopath
>Your eyes dart over to Bulk's corpse before darting back away
>Just try and forget about it
>"Well, I'll see you guys later. Right now, you've got a job to do, and I've got some cleanin' up to do!"
>He walks away muttering about a maid uniform
>Fluttershy scowls at you and grabs your shirt, dragging you along with her
>Eventually, you're brought out to a van bearing the Pizza N Play logo
>A man gestures for you to enter
>God it smells terrible in here
>In light of recent events, you hope it's just the smell of bad pizza and nothing else
"So... Where are we picking up the stuff?"
>Fluttershy glares at you
>"I'm sure you're familiar with the place."
>What's that supposed to mean?
>The route the van is taking starts bringing you to familiar territory
>It's heading towards...
>The Game Shop?
>But Moondancer's dad owns—
>No wonder they could afford all that superfluous shit
>Who would get into a life of crime just to provide for a spergling?
>You shake your head
>Just focus on the task at hand
>Once the van stops, you hop out, right in front of the Game Shop
>A small bell rings as you enter with Fluttershy
>Mr. Dancer is behind the counter
>You see anger flash over his face, followed by confusion
>Fluttershy walks up to the counter
>"S-So... Y-You got what we o-ordered, right?"
>Mr. Dancer nods and heads off into a backroom
>You turn to spot Moondancer, looking mad and autistic as hell
>"What are you doing here?"
"I'm just picking something up... Please go away."
>"Yeah, well, my dad owns the place, so maybe you should just leave. I'll ask him to kick you out!"
>God damn, Moondancer
>Can you contain your autism for one fucking moment?
>Stop bring attention to this fucking exchange of illegal drugs
>Fluttershy turns to Moondancer
>"U-Um... C-Could y-you please s-stop yelling at my friend? If you want..."
>That's not going to work
>"Then I'll just ask my dad to get you to leave, too!"
"Moondancer, really, just don't. It's over. You lost every opportunity to get back at me. And your dad's not going to ban me from the store."
>"We'll see about that..."
>Mr. Dancer returns to the counter with two Warhammer box sets, setting them down in front of Fluttershy
>Guessing that you're not going to find figurines in there
>Mr. Dancer turns to his daughter
>"What is it Sweetheart? Dad's in the middle of so—"
>"That's her! That's Twilight Sparkle! Tell her she can't come here anymore!"
>"Oh, dear, I... I can't do that. That would be bad for business! Just—"
>Moondancer stomps on the ground, throwing a tantrum
>Jesus fuck, just stop for one second
>"BUT DAD! YOU LET ME BAN LYRA!"
>Mr. Dancer sighs and tries to smile at you and Fluttershy
>"I'm sorry, Sweetie. Not this time."
>"THEN THEY CAN'T HAVE THESE!"
>Moondancer goes to push the boxes from the counter
>GOD FUCKING FUCK YOU SPERG DON'T DO THIS
>Before she can, Fluttershy stops her
>With her fist
>Moondancer falls to the ground, holding her face
>"O-Oh... S-S-Sorry... You scared me..."
>The ball of sperg screams on the floor for her father
>Fluttershy leans in to Mr. Dancer and whispers
>"You should be glad I stopped her, because if I didn't..."
>You can see the blood drain from his face
>"Of course, it'll never happen again, you can tell him that. W-We've never had a problem here before..."
>Fluttershy opens up her backpack and puts a box inside
>You decide to follow suit
>Not as heavy as you thought it would be
>Moondancer refuses to get off of the floor
>"Please, dear, please get up..."
>"NOT UNTIL THEY LEAVE."
>She just doesn't want anyone to feel bad for her, you guess
>Fucking deserved that punch in the face
>Almost satisfying to see her writhe on the ground like that, the fucking sperg piece of life-ruining shit
>"Oh, Miss Sparkle, you're here?"
>Fluttershy glares at you
>"Did you wish to—"
"Can't. Busy with Fluttershy."
>Fluttershy pulls on your arm
>You leave the Game Shop with Moondancer crying on the floor, consoled by her father, Trixie looming over them
>And so you start your walk to the Everfree Park
>With drugs on you person
>"What the fuck was that about?"
"I... Moondancer is just some dumb girl."
>"Some dumb girl that almost ruined everything."
>"You know, I should've let it happen. Then Discord would see what I see."
>Just ignore her...
>The two of you continue walking
>If you just keep yourself calm...
>You can't believe you're going to be walking into the Everfree after dark
>Never really gone there yourself
>But you hear it's a haven for the homeless
>And at night, you'd be crazy to enter
>Largest urban park in the country...
>You hope you don't have to go too deep for this delivery...
>Fluttershy has her meek, hunched posture going on
>Just two girls taking a walk
>Police won't take a second look at you
>This should be easy
>And if this is all Discord ever has you do every once in a while...
>You suppose you can live with that
>A cop car passes by and you turn your head
>"Stop fucking acting suspicious."
>Fluttershy rolls her eyes
>"You are such a fucking bitch. Just trying to appeal to his stupid hobbies... You don't really know him like I do."
"I don't want to."
>"Do you think I'm stupid? I know what you're doing."
>Just press on
>"Do you know what I did to prove myself to him? I would do anything for him... And you, you just walk in and, because you play some stupid card game with him..."
>She mutters angrily to herself
>"You're not like us..."
>Fucking that shit again
"I don't want to be. Tell him to let me go if you hate me so much."
>"I've been lobbying for something a little more fun for me... You're going to make a mistake."
>If it wasn't for Discord, you suppose you'd be dead on Fluttershy's whim
>She's probably thinking about killing you right now
>You really wish you didn't have to do this...
>The road you're going down looks familiar
>Wish you could run there and get away from this
"H-How much further?"
>"Just keep walking."
>You keep walking, the sun descending in the sky
>The park can be seen in the distance
"So... do we just drop them off somewhere?"
>As you move towards the park, you hear a WEE WOO behind you
>A police car pulls up next to you and Fluttershy, and the passenger window rolls down
>"U-Um... H-H-Hello, officer."
>The officer gives the two of you a nod
>"Well, looks like you made it home safe, huh."
>You give him a strange look
>It's the cop that pulled you and Treehugger over
>"It just irks me to see kids doin' drugs, specially with those sorts of low-lifes. Glad I'm not spottin' you with her again."
>You laugh awkwardly
>Fuck fuck fuck
>"So, what're you girls headin' out to the park for at this time of night? Probably best not to be out 'round this time."
>FUCK FUCK FUCK
"U-U-Uh... Um... Well... You see..."
>"I live nearby. W-We're just walking back from a friends."
>The officer nods
>"You girls have a good night, then. And you—"
>He points at you
>"—stay away from them low-lifes. I don't want to have to meet you with cuffs."
>He waves and drives off
>Once the car pulls out of sight, Fluttershy scowls at you
>"What's wrong with you?"
"I-It was just... Bad luck. D-Discord... He owns all the cops, right?"
>"Not all of them! Fucking idiot... I wish I didn't have to keep saving your ass."
>You decide to just keep walking to the park
"Let's just go."
>You hear Fluttershy growl before returning to her shy stance
>This is it
>The sun has removed itself from the sky completely
>Do people even take care of this place?
>It looks more like a gnarled forest than a park
>You follow Fluttershy deeper into the Everfree
>Every once in a while, you spot a blanket on the ground, or what look to be small huts
>At one point you pass a bunch of bums congregated around a small fire
>Without really thinking, you stick yourself closer to Fluttershy
"A-Are we almost there?"
>"Fucking shut up."
>You creep through the dense woods behind Fluttershy
>Almost trip a few times
>So hard to see here
>Fuck, this place reminds you of 'Haunted Forest' levels and shit
>You come to a dip, with a small creek running through it
>A stone bridge lies off to the side
>Someone is standing beneath it
"I-Is that the person we're delivering to?"
>"I said shut up. Don't talk."
>Probably for the best right now
>You follow Fluttershy and approach the hooded figure
>The figure removes its hood
>It's one of those striped people
>Haven't actually seen one in real life before...
>Is that racist?
>Definitely 'blinged out', or whatever they say
>Not, like 'they', but you know
>She has what looks like gold necklaces and loop earrings
>Her clothes are loose, ragged, and patchy, though, like the bums you'd seen earlier
>Queen of the Hobos or something?
>A lawless jungle seems like a good center for drug distribution...
>"You're not alone this time."
>Her voice is deep, with a strange accent
>"Discord does business how he wants. You can ignore her."
>The woman seems to size you up, then looks into your eyes
>"You do not belong here."
>Fluttershy puts her arm out in front of you
>You shut your mouth
>"Zecora, let's just get on with this."
>She beckons you under the bridge
>It's dank here, and you try your best not to step into the small creek
>Zecora turns and looks at you and Fluttershy expectantly
>Doesn't talk much, huh
>Fluttershy takes the box set out of her backpack, as do you
>You place yours on the table next to Fluttershy's
>Zecora opens it up, revealing a bulk of some sort of gelatinous substance, kept in plastic
>"The money will be delivered."
>"Let's go. Or I'm leaving you here."
>You exit from under the bridge, and look back at Zecora
>She eyes you strangely
>Not sure you really like this Zecora
>But you think you'll be doing business with her again
>Maybe she'll show you her sick mixtape next time
>That's not racist
>You walk up the small hill, away from the bridge
>When you look back, you see Zecora standing at the bridge's mouth
>Staring at you
>Gives you the heebie-jeebies
>The crinkle of twigs beneath yours and Fluttershy's feet is putting you on edge
>Yeah, there's a reason people don't come out here at this time
>Or ever, really
>No one's ever like "Hey, let's hang out in the Everfree"
>You hear rustling
"H-How much longer 'till we're out?"
>"It takes the same amount of time to go in and out."
>Fuck you, too
>You flinch as more rustling is heard
>Closer this time
>She puts her hand on your chest, stopping you
>"We're with Discord."
>Someone moves out from behind the trees
>It's another one of those homeless people
>You move behind Fluttershy as you spot the knife in his hands
>"So go away. Or else."
>A small bit of light glints off of what must be metallic teeth as he smiles
>"Now, you think I'm scared of a couple of—"
>You throw yourself to the ground as a shot rings out
>Then two more
>Fluttershy grunts, placing a gun back under her shirt
>"I hate this place."
>You look back up, and spot the man dead on the ground
>Fluttershy begins walking off
>You chase after her, heart racing
>Another dead body...
>At least it wasn't so bad, this time
>You just want to get away from all this shit...
>"Ugh, are you crying? What's wrong with you?"
>Fluttershy just sighs angrily
>After many more minutes of walking, you finally spot the edge of the park
>It doesn't take long to get back onto the streets
>At least here there's lampposts
>"We can part ways now."
>"I didn't kill him for you. I did it because people don't get to fuck with me anymore. Except for you, apparently..."
>She stares into your eyes
>You shrink back
>"I'll kill you once he gets bored."
>Fluttershy walks off without you
>You walk in the direction you came from
>It's late as fuck
>Definitely not walking home
>You'll try Treehugger's, since it's not far
>Not sure you'd want to ask to be driven home
>It's late, and you don't want to be a nuisance
>But she'll let you sleep there, probably
>It doesn't take long to make your way to her apartment building
>Looks a bit frightening at this time of day
>Old buildings are like that at night, you guess
>You're trying your best to block it from your mind
>Just head upstairs
>Try to focus on Robocop or something
>Nausea floods your body as you see Discord stabbing Bulk again
>The way he struggled futilely, gargling on his own—
>You collapse onto the stairs
>Fucking pick yourself up, Twilight...
>Just don't think about it
>Don't think about it
>You keep heading up, moving towards Treehugger's door
>Suck it up
>Just forget about him
>You didn't know him
>Don't show up on her doorstep crying
>Please, just let the memory go away...
>You knock on Treehugger's door and hope she's awake
>The door creaks open, a red-eyed Treehugger behind it
>"Hey, Spark Bug! What're you doing here?"
>She hugs you and leads you into the apartment, closing the door behind you
>"What's wrong, Spark Bug?"
>You push yourself into her chest
"I saw people die today... Watched as—"
>"Fuck... It's okay, Spark Bug..."
>Treehugger holds you to herself
>You can hardly keep yourself on your feet as you cry into her, your whole body shuddering
>She leads you down onto the couch, and you finally let yourself go limp, leaning against her
"I... I thought I could do this..."
>You hold her tighter, looking up to her
"But I can't..."
>"I'd be lying if I said I know what you're going through, but... You're going to be okay."
>You're the furthest thing from that right now
>The corpse won't leave your mind
>Try as you might, you can't shake the fact that you watched a life end
>Can't understand how someone could just...
>It feels as though, with every beat, your heart pounds so hard against your chest you can barely breath
>Treehugger holds you in a tight embrace and hums to you
>You can feel her voice vibrating in her chest
>Your haggard breaths begin to come more easily
>Despite everything, you feel... Safe with her
>You sigh shakily, and try to hum to yourself a little
>Treehugger smiles, looking somewhat shaken herself
>"You know, I... I really worry about you, Spark Bug."
>You nuzzle against her
"I'm worried about you, too. About everyone... I'm afraid I'm going to get you all killed."
>"You're going to get through this..."
>You hope so, too
>Blinking the tears from your eyes, you feel your lids go heavy
>Been such a horrible day
>And you're so tired...
>Treehugger lies down on the couch, her arms wrapped around you
>You huddle against her and slip into sleep
>"It'll be okay, Spark Bug..."
>The next morning you awake feeling rather sullen
>You don't remember your dreams, but you remember that they were bad
>No, don't think about it
>Your arms are still around Treehugger, who's laying next to you, one arm hanging off the side of the couch
>She turns to you and smiles
>"Mornin', man. I know I'm usually makin' stuff to eat around now, but I didn't want to wake you. Really seemed like you needed to rejuvenate your energies."
>You smile back to her meekly
"Thanks... I'm... I'm still not feeling all that great, to tell you the truth... I don't know how long it'll take to forget about what happened."
>Treehugger frowns and pulls you into her
>There's not much she can say, but...
>This is nice
>She's TOO nice...
"I'm sorry for always piling my garbage on you... This is all my fault..."
>"Spark Bug, you don't have to be sorry to me. Ever. I'm the one who fucked up. I have to make that up to you somehow. Even if I don't have much to offer..."
>You don't blame her for anything
>The two of you lie on the couch for a while longer
>You watch as Treehugger gets up and walks over to the kitchen
>Stretching, you think you're starting to feel a little bit better
>Maybe just a little
>But it's better than nothing
>You try to hum to yourself again
>Doesn't quite have the same quality that it does when Treehugger does it...
>You check the time
>Not worth it to go to school now
>Dad's probably freaking out—
>Treehugger calls for you
>You head off to the kitchen to join Treehugger for some pancakes
>Taking a seat, you being to eat with Treehugger
>It's going to take you a while to get used to these vegan pancakes
"Thanks. Really, Treehugger... It means a lot to me."
>She smiles at you
>"I'd be in jail or worse without you... I'm just making you pancakes."
"It... It still means a lot to me. Everything! I mean, I just show up and you're always so nice about it. I'm just a nuisance—"
>Treehugger sighs, putting down her utensils
>"Spark Bug, you're a lot more than you think you are. Can't keep beating yourself up. You've got a good heart, and that's what matters."
>You break eye contact and look down to your food
>You're not so sure
>For most of the last few years, you've been a generally shit person
>In terms of how you treated people
>And just shit in terms of how people are supposed to be made
"I think you see something that's not really there...
>"The Spark Bug I know is an awesome person!"
"Before I met you, I ruined some mementos given to my childhood friend by her dead father because I thought she was embarrassing me at a party."
>Treehugger stares at you
>"That doesn't seem like you, man. Why'd you go and do something like that?"
>It just sort of...
>Not entirely sure why
"I don't know. I... She wanted to play Magic the Gathering with me, and it was the first party I'd ever been to... I thought she was going to embarrass me in front of someone, and I got scared, and... My first reaction was to be a total asshole. I didn't even care! That's not a 'good person' thing to do."
>"What's so bad about being embarrassed?"
"I... There's just so many bad memories... I just don't like feeling that way, and I still blow up sometimes over it..."
>You remember back to the last party
>"People bullied you?"
>You frown and nod
>"Maybe assholes beget assholes, and maybe you've been an asshole in the past, but you're not one now. Someone who doesn't care wouldn't beat themselves up so much, man. I mean... You stuck your neck out for me. You'd have every right to hate me for all the shit that's happened to you. I... My point still stands: The Spark Bug I know is an awesome person!"
>You can't quite believe her
>She hasn't known you for very long at all...
>All the horrible shit you've thought about Trixie
>Who only ever wanted a friend in you
>The obsessive shitposting you've done online
>Pent up hate and anger at your friends, your school, the world
>God, in your edgier phases, you did wish you could've been someone just like Discord
>Thought you were above everyone...
>At the same time, you thought you were trash
>That's just who you are
>Treehugger wouldn't like the Twilight you really are
>You don't realize it, but you start to tear up
"I'm not an awesome person... People would want to talk to me if I was... And hell, the people who do want to talk to me, I think there must be something wrong with them."
>You try to chuckle
"No offense... I... I was just meant to be a shut-in loser. I got made wrong. The moment I step outside and try to be something I'm not, I ruin everyone's lives."
>Treehugger lets out a long sigh
>"There's nothing wrong with people who see something in you, and there's nothing wrong with YOU. If there is, then I don't care. I'm still going to like you whether you like it or not."
>She gives you a concerned smile
"Thanks, I guess."
>Treehugger smiles at you, and you give a small smile back
>You feel a sense of relief as you finish up your breakfast
>The pancakes really aren't that bad
>Once you're totally done, you stand and get ready to leave
>Treehugger picks up her plate and yours, and brings them to the sink
"Thanks again, Treehugger... You... You're the best."
>"All I did was make you pancakes, man. I—"
>You startle her with a hug
>Treehugger smiles and returns it
>"Need a drive, well, at this time of day I guess home, huh?"
"You don't have to..."
>She pats you on the shoulder
>"It's the least I could do. C'mon."
>You smile as you follow her outside
>Treehugger always makes you feel better...
>If only until something else goes wrong
>But for now, you're okay
>Bulk still flashes into your mind here and there, but...
>Better than you were last night
>You jump into Treehugger's car and start the ride home
>The two of you have some light conversation
>Books you've read
>Shows you follow
>Movies you like
>Some of the stuff she likes is pleb, but so what?
>Maybe you used to find that sort of thing repulsive, but
>It's not the end of the world
>Plus, you've sort of become immune to plebiness after hanging out with Rainbow Dash
>It doesn't take long before she pulls up to your house
>You give a her a quick hug before you leave
>"Any time, Spark Bug."
>The two of you share smiles, and you exit the car, waving
>Time to get confronted by Dad again...
>You enter your house and—
>You spot your dad looking haggard, a beer in his hand, an empty one next to him on the table
>He jumps a bit, and then looks at you with defeat
>"I'm... It's just the two, Twilight, you don't have to worry..."
>It's been a while since you've seen him drink
>Not since he found out Mom was leaving him for the mustachioed, monocled asshole
>All through the long divorce...
>Always fretting over the bills and the alimony
>He promised you he'd stopped for good last year
>Your father puts down his beer and sighs
>"You didn't come home last night... And I got a call from your school because you skipped. Again. I can smell the marijuana on you... Twilight, if you're lashing out because of something I've done, or... Can't you just tell me what's going on?"
>You look down at your feet
>What can you even tell him?
>If you tell him what you're involved in...
>It could only make things worse
>Make him worry more
>You'll just end up getting more people hurt if you bring more people in
"It's not you... It's just..."
"I can't tell you what's going on.
>"Will you sit down with me?"
>You stare at your shoes
>"Or... Or you can go back upstairs. I won't stop you, but I wish you would just talk to me, even just a little."
>Nothing's stopping you from skipping out on another conversation with Dad
>But you won't do that
>Not this time
>You take a seat at the table with him
>There's a small silence between the two of you, until your father speaks
>"I was too distant with you after your mother left... God I was a bad father. I... I just let you shut yourself away in your room. I didn't try talking to you until it'd already been so long that the last time we'd really talked was just a memory... I let you waste years of your life in the house because I was too busy wasting mine in the bottle... I know this is my fault, Twilight, but I just want to make it up to you."
>You don't meet his eyes
"It's not your fault. I just wanted to be—No, I was supposed to be alone..."
>Your father places a hand on your shoulder
>"No one's supposed to be alone."
>You turn your head away
"I was the kid who came home from school crying, almost every day... I barely remember any of that, guess I've tried to forget it, but I can't forget that people just don't want to be around me. Mom leaving just... She proved my point! I was born to be alone."
>Your father shakes his head
>"Twilight, that's not true. Not at all... I mean, when she left, I guess I felt the same way... Apple doesn't fall far from the tree, I suppose."
>He laughs softly
>"But I know now that I was wrong. I was just... Addicted to the self-pity. I always had you, Twilight."
>You grit your teeth and swallow hard, trying to stay composed
>Seems your dad is doing the same...
"You don't know how much better off you'd be without me... How much better off everyone would be. I'm pointless."
>"You're not. Twilight, the world is better with you in it. I can see that. Can't you?"
>You scoff, holding back tears
"If I'm so great, then where's Mom? If I were worth anything, then you'd think my own mom would care about me. That she'd do more than send cards on Christmas and my birthday. That she'd call once in a while, instead of fucking around the world with her boyfriend—"
"No! God, I'm not sure I even remember what she sounds like anymore... I was always trying so hard, pushing myself to do well, to be something, but that didn't matter! I don't matter. If the whole world is telling me I'm worthless, then the few voices saying otherwise are—"
>Your father pulls you into a hug
>You hadn't realized it, but you were crying
>"Twilight, I love you. You're not worthless... You mean everything to me."
>His arms around you, you sob into your father
>"If people can't see how good you are, how much you have to offer, then that's their loss. But you have to know that there are people who care about you. You're not alone, Twilight."
"I know... It's just... Hard to believe..."
>It's difficult to talk through your sharp breaths
>"It's not hard for me to believe it."
>You're not sure what to say...
>Not sure if you can say anything right now
>The two of you share a long embrace
>It's been so long since you've talked to your dad
>Done anything with him aside from sneak food away from the kitchen and into your room
>Fuck, when's the last time you even...
"Dad... I love you..."
>You hold him tighter
"I'm sorry for just hiding away in my room all this time... For always brushing you off..."
>"It's not your fault... I was too distant, but, I'm here now. Whatever you're going through, if you can't tell me now, well, I just hope you can tell me eventually..."
>Should you tell him what's really going on?
>If thinking you were being a rebellious teen pushed him back into drinking...
"I've just been... Acting out is all, I guess... I'm sorry."
>"It's okay, Twilight. All I want is for you to be safe."
"I... I will be."
>You give your father a smile
>He gives you one back
>It's been a while since you've seen him do that
>Your breathing has calmed, your tears subsided
>Doing that shit too often...
>Your father sighs
>"So... What are your plans for today?"
"I don't really have any."
>"Maybe we could do something together today. Like old times. It's been a while."
>You stay at home with your father that night
>At one point, you'd checked your phone
>Dash texting about hanging out
>Not today, you'd decided
>When you were a kid, you remember watching The Wizard of Oz with Mom and Dad all the time
>Probably made them sick of it, but you loved it
>Maybe it was because you were so dumb, lonely, and scared
>A little wish fulfillment goes a long way
>Been a long time since then, but you watched it with him
>His arm around you
>You pressed against his chest
>Like time hadn't passed
>You woke up the next morning feeling, well, happy would be the wrong word
>Spike is asleep next to you, and you rub your hand down along his back
>You're glad he's still with you
>And that he's been looking healthier than usual to boot
>You, on the other hand, notice that you still have that specific 'Treehugger's apartment' smell on you
>Maybe it's time to start showering more
>Brushing your teeth, too
>Maybe even flossing
>Taking care of yourself in general
>All the things that have been happening
>That have happened
>Can't let that weigh you down
>Today is going to be a shower day
>And most days from now on, you think
>It feels kind of nice to clean yourself up
>You get dressed and head downstairs
>Your dad smiles at you, and you back
>You grab you snack, ready to head out
>Maybe you should wake up a little earlier and let yourself have a real breakfast for once
>"Have a good day!"
>You're not really sure what school's going to be like today
>Decent, you hope
>Probably rumors abound about why you've been missing school, and about the fight at Pinkies
>At the very least you still have your friends to back you up
>Still hard to believe Rainbow and Trixie would stand up for you like that
>You smile warmly
>It doesn't take long for you to get to school
>Just gotta head to your locker, get your stuff
>It'll be boring today, since it's school, but hopefully no more than that
>You get to your locker and—
"O-Oh... Hey, Anon."
>Well, this is awkward
>He doesn't look good at all
>After Sunny got him, he looked pretty bad
>Rainbow did a pretty big number to him as well, it seems
>You can't tell if he's frowning, or his face is just like that for now
>"Guess I've gotten my ass beat over you twice now."
>You look down
>But not entirely
>"Did the shit I've said to you really get you that bad?"
"I know, I know. 'I was just joking'..."
>He shakes his head
>"I was going to say that I'm sorry. I guess after I got my ass beat the first time, I let my jokes get a little more personal. This time... Nah, I know I fucked up."
>You look back up at him
"R-Really? You're... Apologizing?"
>"I know we don't know each other that much, and basically, I've been a dick to you, but..."
>"This is asking a lot, but Rainbow and I have been through a lot of shit. You don't even want to know, but I've never met anyone like her. She's not talking to me, and you're her friend... I fucked up, and I lost my best friend over this. I know you don't owe me anything, but..."
>Anon shrugs, looking deflated
>You're not sure about how Rainbow's been since their break up
>All you know is that she's been playing more vidya, and that she was desperate enough to text you last night
>Maybe desperate is the wrong word
"Well... It's hard to convince Rainbow to do anything after she's set her mind to something."
>He nods sullenly
"But... Rainbow's really pleb—"
"Uh, nothing... But, I'll try and put in a good word for you, and maybe you should do some sort of pleb thing for her. Boombox outside of her house blasting..."
>You frown on the inside
"A metalcore love song or something..."
>Anon puts a hand against his chin
>"That does sound like something she'd like..."
>You're not really sure why you're helping Anon
>"Twi, thanks... Again, I'm sorry that the shit I said to you, and did behind your back, was so shitty. Holding a grudge like that was retarded."
"Thanks... It's funny, I used to have a crush on you, and now I guess I'm helping you get back with one of my friends."
>"You WHAT?! Lol, never expected that."
>He shakes his head
>"Man, I thought one of the things we had in common was how into the pussy we were."
>You squint and let your slight disgust show on your face
>Anon chuckles a little more
>"Sorry, Twi. But, you know, if you want, you could come along to some parties with Brad and I. He's a pretty good wingman, so you'd be drowning in—"
"I think I'll pass... You weren't 'drowning' in anything while you were dating Rainbow Dash, were you?"
>Anon holds his hands up in front of himself
>"Definitely no, man. Brad thought I was a bit lame letting myself get a gf, or whatever, but after the whole thing with Rainbow's tortoise, I dunno, I couldn't think about anybody else. The only pussy I want to be drowning in is—"
>You cover your face with your hands
>Why are Anon and Rainbow so gross
>"Anyways... all this shit recently put things in perspective for me. So I am, for real, sorry, man."
>He seems sincere enough
>No point in not forgiving him
"Well, probably good to head off to class and stuff... I'll try and talk to Rainbow for you."
>Anon opens up his locker and you hear something go off
>A can of shaving cream begins showering him and his locker in foam
>Anon tries desperately to stop it
>That's what happens when you're the 'Man' in 'Man Punches Autistic Girl at Party'
>Despite trying to be all 'nice' and shit to people, you're still pretty lazy, so you slink off before being asked for help
>You're going to help him with Rainbow, so, don't need to clean out his locker too
>Class goes much the same as usual
>Paced for the lowest common denominator
>You get some of those weird looks that you always get
>But they don't really get to you
>Take that, normies
>Or, just, other people or whatever
>Anyways, time passes much as it always does until lunch comes
>When you head to your table, you see that Sunny seems to have skipped another day...
>As you sit down, you turn to Trixie
"Do you know where Sunny is?"
>"Trixie does not know where Miss Shimmer is during school."
>"She also does not come to play with Trixie after school anymore. Trixie is worried."
>You frown as well
>What in the world is Sunny doing?
>"—sake Rarity, can ye just shut up about that fuckin' 'Trender' hipster? He don't even like y'all, he's interested in me. I wish he weren't, but he is. Fuckin' trespassin' on Apple land to take 'rustic photos' or whatever the fuck. I swear, if Granny would just let me Stand My Ground..."
>"He is not a hipster! He is a man with taste. And as for YOU, he is simply misguided at the moment, but—"
>Just try and shut them out, Twilight
>You need to talk to Rainbow
>She's soaked into her handheld, again, being unusually quiet
"Anon apologized to me today."
>She rolls her eyes
>"That guy can rot for all I care."
"Well... He asked me to try and put in a good word for him. He said—"
>On second thought, maybe telling her what he said verbatim would be a bad idea
>"What did he say?"
"Uh, just that he missed you and loved you and all that stuff, you know."
>"That doesn't sound like something he'd say..."
"I really don't want to say what he actually said."
>Rainbow frowns at you
"He said that you... Ugh... That you were the only pussy he wanted to be drowning in."
>Rainbow puts her hand over heart
>"Th-That's—No! No, Anon's a douche..."
>"Oh, dude, by the way. Me and Fluttershy are hanging out later at my house. Wanna come?"
>Putting the grammatical error aside...
>Not sure you want to be hanging out with a literal killer more than you have to...
>You notice Fluttershy's eyes have widened
>Probably not wanting that as much as you
"Um, you know—"
>"Can Trixie come to?"
>"If you're getting together, then I must insist on coming as well. We never get the whole gang together anymore."
>Rainbow Dash smiles
>"SICK! I'll text Pinkie to see if she'll stop partying for one night and come hang with us. Are you coming Apple—"
>"Oh, yeh, because I totally have the time to just up 'n leave muh farm to go to some dumb slumber party and make out with y'all all night."
>THE RUMORS WERE TRUE?!
>Well, maybe she's being sarcastic
>BUT WHAT IF SHE'S NOT?
>God, fuck, you can't risk that amount of spaghetti
"G-Guys, I'm not sure I—"
>"Miss Sparkle, you have to come!"
>Trixie gives you puppy dog eyes
>"Yeah, c'mon Egghead. Don't be a square like Applejack."
>Applejack rolls her eyes
>Don't start sweating or looking weird
>Just be cool
"U-Uh, o-okay... When is this happening?"
>"I don't know, late-ish? Maybe start coming around six or seven or something?"
>Holy shit, you've never done this before
>A fucking slumber party
>Don't fuck this up, Twilight
>You have time to mentally prepare yourself beforehand
>Trixie tugs on your shirt
>"Miss Sparkle, would you like to come play with Trixie before we go to Rainbow's?"
>Play some relaxing rounds of Magic or something
>Rainbow wiggles in her seat
>"THIS IS GONNA BE SICK! I can finally show all of you guys what real music sounds like! Egghead knows what I'm talking about!"
>At least she's got her heart in the right place or something...
>And hanging out can be fun
>Just try and be cool when the making out happens
>Fluttershy doesn't look to be happy with what's happening
>Doing the whole 'I'm super shy and am going to hide my hide and look sad' thing
>Probably thinking about killing you some more
>It's probably best to not think about that, though
>Plus, she's not going to do anything to you around the girls
>At worst, she's going to pretend to be your best friend
>Today is going to be a good day
>A simple day
>And a new experience!
>A real life slumber party...
>Before that, you can hang with Trixie
>Just got to hope Moondancer doesn't stir up more shit with you
>You turn to Trixie
"So, Trixie, who have you been playing with at the Game Shop if Sunny isn't there?"
>"Um, Trixie has been playing with Mister Dust and his friends."
>Boy oh boy, can't wait for that...
"So, are you and Cheeto, like... Dating?"
>Trixie cocks her head at you
"You know, like, going out or something? I saw you guys holding hands at Pinkie's party."
>"Trixie goes out to have fun with Mister Dust, but Trixie does not know why she would be dating him. We are just friends! Trixie holds your hand sometimes, too."
>That makes you think back to the movie with Sunny...
>You relive the spaghetti internally
>Even if you don't particularly care for that neckbeard, if he's anywhere near as autistic as you are
>And signs point to 'WAY MORE'
>Then things might be a bit different in his head
>Maybe you could straighten that out for him
>Why would you even do such a thing?
"Well... I guess I'll meet you after school, then."
>Rainbow brings her head back up from her handheld
"Do we bring pajamas to these things? I've never been, so—"
>"Do what you want, Egghead."
>THAT'S NOT AN ANSWER
>The bell rings
>WHAT ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO DO
>Fuck, you're going to fucking spaghetti
>You head off to your next few classes
>Nothing of note happens
>Maybe you should start doing your homework, though...
>Otherwise you're definitely going to get held behind again
>Or you can just find a way to do the minimal amount of work possible to pass decently
>Whatever, you can figure that shit out later
>YOU'VE GOT A SLUMBER PARTY TO ATTEND LATER TONIGHT
>CAN'T BE THINKIN' ABOUT SCHOOL SHIT
>The bell rings, and you head off to find Trixie
>Now that you think of it, this is the first time in a long time you're hanging out with her just to hang out with her...
>You accepted her invitation without really thinking about it
>Sunny won't be there
>Instead, it'll just be Trixie and a bunch of spergs
>Well, at least Trixie isn't so bad
>And you can handle Moondancer, probably
>Unless she just stalks you and whines until you leave
>She's not THAT autistic, right?
>Trixie shouts your name in the crowded hall and bounces towards you, hugging you
>You see people give weird looks, and some people snicker
>She can't stop the flow of spaghetti, so why bother?
>Honestly, her sperginess has kind of grown on you
>"Come, let us go!"
>You nod and let her pull you along
>Trixie begins to tell you about her webcomic as you walk
>It sounds very, very autistic
>But it seems to make her happy
>Looking back, you can't believe how much of a dick you were to her
>You literally insulted her for being sad because her fucking dad died
>What the fuck was wrong with you?
>"Miss Sparkle, is Trixie being obnoxious again?"
"Huh? Oh, sorry. I was just thinking is all."
>The two of you continue walking in some silence for a bit
>You've been doing this walking thing a lot more than usual
>It's almost like you exercise, now
>"What was Miss Sparkle thinking about?"
"The way I've treated you."
>Trixie tilts her head
"I know I've sort of said it before already, but I'm sorry for the way I treated you. I still don't understand why you stuck around me, even after all the stuff I did to you..."
>"You were Trixie's friend since she was little. Her only friend... Trixie understands that Miss Sparkle was only very mean because she was very sad."
>Trixie hugs herself against your arm
>"Trixie is just happy Miss Sparkle is nice again."
>You exhale slowly and smile
>Well, there goes some more sperg wisdom
>Kind of makes you feel bad when Trixie is more observant of shit than you are
>Again, you wonder if you were happier back when you were an unaware sperg
>That was a long time ago
>At this point, you don't think you can just go back to being a cringe-inducing sperg
>Definitely can't be a 'normie', or whatever
>The middle ground has been nothing but a somber nothingness
>Looking back on how you ended up peeing in bottles and shit, that was cringe as fuck
>Maybe you can carve your own way and just...
>Well, just be yourself
>Man that sounds gay to say
>Trixie resumes telling you about her drawings, webcomic, magic tricks, etc
>For once, you actually listen
>You still sort of have to grit your teeth at the really autistic shit
>But oh well
>Eventually, you make your way into the Game Shop
>Mr. Dancer has a very uncomfortable smile on his face
>Man he's bad at faking that shit
>"Hello Mr. Dancer!"
>He nods you to the back
>No sign of Moondancer
>Oh fuck, don't start doing that unironically, Twilight
>You might start listening to metalcore before you know it
>You follow Trixie and spot a few tables pushed together with what looks to be the Autism Club
>Most seem to be talking amongst themselves
>Some are playing Magic
>Mountain Dews all around
>You count more fedoras than not
>About half are gross and overweight
>The other half are clearly skin puppets being used by spooky skeletons
>One guy even has fucking fingerless gloves
>Those two podcasters are sitting next to each other
>Wario and Waluigi
>Biggie and Smalls
>Fatboy and Slim
>"Trixie has brought a friend with her! She hopes this is okay."
>You hear some 'holy shit's and a good chunk of the guys seem to be scared
>You wave at them limply
>"Dude, that was a really cool match you had with Q at the walk-in!" on says
>Don't really want to think about that right now
>Trixie takes a seat next to Dust and taps on the seat next to her
>You can almost feel the autism wafting off of these guys
>Almost literally pushing you away like a gust of strong wind
>Grin and bear it, Twilight
>Sitting down next to Trixie, she gestures her arm across the table
>"These are Trixie's new friends, Miss Sparkle!"
>You nod and smile to the 'nice to meet you's
>Well, at least you're "cool" here, and you'll probably be able to talk about things with these guys
>Just gotta sit back and wait for someone to start the conversation with you
>"Trixie took your advice on building her deck, Mister Dust, and she thinks she has a very strong build now!"
>"N-Nice... Anything to help you out, m'lady."
>Just try not to be too judgmental, Twi—
>"—and put as many as I could into the FICTION section!"
>Urge to shitpost in real life rising
>You look around the tables
>Never really been in a group with this many people before
>Even if they're all sperglords, it's still a little intimidating the more you think about it
>Then just don't think about it
>You just sort of sit next to Trixie and dart your eyes about
>Most of the guys want to talk to Trixie
>She seems to be pretty popular
>Lots of people seem to want to talk to her, about her webcomic, apparently
>People actually read that?
>Good for her, you suppose
>Seems like one of those things that gets ruined by its audience, maybe
>Otherwise, they're all busy playing card games
>Or talking about gay things
>Someone's talking to you
>Don't know their name
>"So, uh, do you, like, go on Reddit?"
"No. I go... Other places."
>Is this the kind of thing you answer truthfully?
"Uh, yeah, I guess."
>The guy looks to his friend next to him as if you were a cool upperclassman who just said they weren't a virgin
>You can totally say that shit though
>"Do you go onto slash b? That's so hardcore! Are you a hacker?"
"No. I don't. And no. I'm not."
>"Oh. You should totally go on Reddit then, because whatever subchans they have on 4chan, they definitely have a way better subreddit comparison I bet."
>You're starting to feel enlightened already
"Uh, yeah, I bet."
>"Cool. It was really cool listening to your match with Moondancer!"
>The guy scratches the back of his head and falls back into conversation with his friend
>Didn't think people were like this in real life
>Well, just lean back and wait for an actual conversation
>Time passes by without anyone trying to talk to you
>You're a regional Magic champion
>Autistic nickname and everything
>You'd think people would want to talk to you
>Are they just scared?
>Starting conversations with people you don't know...
>Even if they are spergs
>That's just not something that's really in you
>Trixie seems to be the social nexus at the table
>How'd that happen?
>Apex Sperg, you guess
>Not necessarily in a bad way
>She's a good sperg
>But the others?
>Maybe they're just trying to be 'nice guys :^)' to her
>Plus, if they're not going to talk to you, what's it matter?
>Can't talk about 'epin subchans' or something?
>Or how stupid everyone that isn't an atheist is?
>Or about how great some pop science baby garbage is
>'Ha ha, dude, the new Cosmos, man, mind blowing :^)'
>You can't believe people are actually like this
>Maybe they're not NOTHING but a cardboard cut out of the internet redditor, but
>Do you really have to deal with the autism to find that out?
>You wish Sunny were here
>You liked hanging out with her and Trixie
>Being 11th wheel sucks
>Maybe you should try talking to someone...
"Uh, hey, when you guys finish, maybe I could play winner?"
>"Oh, you'd totally win. We suck. It's okay."
>Then you see one of the autists take off their trenchcoat, putting it on the chair they're sitting on
>Revealing a Pepe T
>You frown intensely
>"Oh, T-Twilight, you know this meme?"
"You could say that..."
>Fucking Pepe isn't even safe from these disgusting spergs
>You haven't even been using 4chan that much lately, but fuck
>The mad is burning inside of you
>"Yeah, i-it's the rare Pepe meme from Smosh."
>Another autist turns to the Pepe sperg
>"I thought rare Pepes were from Reddit? You know, almost all the dank memes are from Reddit."
>You don't say anything
>You just let your eyes widen in a barely contained rage
>They may be sperging
>But don't you sperg, Twilight
>"What? No, dude, it's Smosh. Reddit just steals all their memes."
>Another sperg enters the conversation
>"Did you know Richard Dawkins invented memes? That guys a genius! best philosopher of our time. So, Reddit wouldn't even be able to steal memes without him having invented them!"
>The other two nod
>No, Twilight, calm down
>You haven't unironically ree'd in a while
>Just hum to yourself or something...
>The Pepe Sperg speaks
>"Yeah, that's definitely true. Dawkins is based. Can you imagine a world without dank memes? Rare Pepe is hilarious. Dudes, I saw some really crazy Rare Pepe memes that were really gross, with poo and pee everywhere! That's definitely the Reddit ones."
>"Nuh uh! Reddit made Rare Pepes, Smosh made the gross ones! And—"
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"
>The three spergs jump as you shout
>Fuck, the whole Game Shop is probably looking at you right now
>"M-Miss Sparkle, what's wrong?"
>Trixie tries to touch you, but you push her away
>The Pepe Sperg stutters at you
>"Wh-Why are you so mad? D-D-Do you not like dank memes, T-Twilight?"
>Is this fucker insulting you?
>Is he literally asking 'why u mad tho?'
>"Y-Yeah, c'mon... We're just trying to talk about internet stuff, you don't have to be like that... Maybe you don't know about Pepe, but some of us really identify with it, and that's why it's such a dank—"
"SHUT UP ABOUT DANK MEMES!"
>"M-Miss Sparkle, you're—"
>You don't notice Trixie shirk away from you looking hurt
>The autists look scared of you
>Fucking fuckers FUCK
>"Hey, you know, you shouldn't talk to Trixie like—"
"Or what? You're going to 'meme' me to death with your Reddit-Brand Pepes? You autistic pieces of shit shouldn't talk about things you don't understand, you fags!"
"Oh whatever! You asked if I know that meme? I do! That meme is my fucking LIFE! Pepe and Wojak aren't for you, they're for people like ME! You don't understand what it even means, you... You fucking meme loving pieces of shit!"
>Trixie tugs on your shirt sleeve and you pull away
>The autists are fucking whispering
>You're right here, you can fucking hear them
>'—can you expect from a person who goes on the 4chan...'
>You stand up from your chair, slamming your hands down onto the table
"Like you guys are any better with your fucking militant atheist shit or your hugboxing subreddits!"
>"Dude... It's just a meme, what's your problem? Why are you taking memes so seriously?"
"MEMES WERE MY LIFE! You-you—You can't just take things away from people and act like it's yours!"
>And that's when it hits you
>'Memes were my life'
>You're fucking autistic
>Regardless of how disgustingly spergerous these faggots were
>You were blowing up at them
>Literally over memes
>"What the hell is going on back here? Am I going to have to throw somebody—"
>You turn to Mr. Dancer
>"Oh, no no no, s-sorry, you're free to stay."
"I was just leaving..."
>Trixie tugs on your arm
>"But Miss Sparkle!"
>You pull your arm away again
>"But Miss Sparkle, Trixie—"
"Look, I'll just meet you at the slumber party..."
>If you even go, that is
>Can't even handle talking to a bunch of spergs
>What chance do you have with the girls?
>They'll see how you really are
>MAYBE you can do the one-on-one thing
>But in a group?
>Might as well just stay home
>You begin to walk away from the table
>And then you hear it
>Moondancer at twelve o'clock
>There seems to be even more tape on her glasses
>Oh, and she has a black eye
>Fluttershy hits harder than you expected...
"Not now, please."
>"You're not leaving until I'm through with you!"
"I thought last time you wanted me to leave no matter what."
>She stomps her foot
>"I CHANGED MY MIND!"
>God fucking fuck
>All the autists in the room are looking at the two of you
>You really don't want this drama
>As you try to push your way past her, she puts her arms out in front of you
>Mr. Dancer rushes to his daughter's side
>"You have to let her leave if she wants to leave, Sweetie!"
>"NO, YOU CAN'T LET HER DO WHATEVER SHE WANTS!"
>Even if it's autist eyes on your back, you still feel the cringe building up
"Moondancer, I swear to fucking God, get out of my way."
>You try to move past her again
>This time the fucking sperg pushes you back
>You give her a glare
>Mr. Dancer looks like he's going to faint
>One of the spergs shouts from behind you
>"Don't mess with her, Moondancer! She's a bully!"
>You clench your fist with all your might
>Don't blow up again
>Don't be a sperg
>Be better than them
>You hear someone talking behind you
>'—didn't know she was such a bitch—"
>That distinctive fat-guy-mouth accent
>You turn to face the autist
"Cheeto, Trixie isn't your fucking girlfriend."
>The sperg looks shocked
"And if I'm a bitch, then what are you? Some fat fuck who's never going to move out of his mom's house? You look like a melting fat suit."
>Trixie stands up from her chair and stands in front of you, her arms crossed
>"Miss Sparkle, you're being mean!"
>Why would she defend these fat spergs?
>She saw the way they were talking about you
>The cringe inducing shit they were saying
"Maybe I'm being mean, but I'm also just telling it like it is. You're too good for these people. I mean, this one's named freakin' Cheeto Dust for God's sake!"
>You point at the lardball
>He shrinks back, still impressively large
>"My name isn't Cheeto Dust... That's my podcast name, and my nickname now, I guess. My real name is Sawdust. And you know why I call myself Cheeto Dust? Because I know what I look like. It's a joke. If you think you can bully me because of that, well... You're not the lady I thought you were."
>You groan and roll your eyes
>Blubbering whale fuck
>He fucking started it
>That Jugular Follicles fuck scoffs
>"To think I used to think you were hot."
>If you keep rolling your eyes, you're probably going to get some kind of condition
"If you though this was hot—"
>You gesture to your body with your hands
"—then you're fucking retarded and have shit taste. You know what this outfit says? 'Don't worry, I'm buying the cats in bulk'."
>The room is distressingly quiet
>People just staring at you
>You don't even know why you're arguing with these people
>You're just mad
>These are the people other people see you as
>Trixie frowns, looking at the floor
>Just leave, Twilight
>There's nothing for you here
>"Sparkle, you're not leaving until I get my revenge!"
>Moondancer parks herself in front of you again
>You don't have fucking time for this
"What fucking revenge? Making me 'feel bad' about your dumb party? It's not happening. You know why? Because I don't give a single shit about anything you do. I didn't care then, I don't care now, and I never will."
>Moondancer stomps and begins throwing a fit
>It's like she can't do anything but
>You turn to her father
"Get her out of my way."
>Mr. Dancer rushes to his spergling's side
>"Sweetie, you're just going to have to leave her alone."
>Go fucking commit suicide you shit cunt
>She literally starts crying once you pass her
>To think you almost apologized to her before
>You hear Trixie following after you
>You pick up your pace as you walk out of backroom of the Game Shop
>The autists give you odd looks
>You shoot mean ones back
>Fuck this place
>You don't belong here
>You don't want to be surrounded by people so autistic they can't even think
>Barely even people
>What would happen if you went to the slumber party?
>The girls would talk with each other and have fun
>You'd fuck up, or, even better, not get a chance to fuck up because you'd just be alone the whole time
>Amongst autists, Trixie can talk to people and you can't
>Among normal people it would be the same
>Even if they're "friends"
>Maybe you can have fun with people when you're alone with them, but you're always going to be the least interesting person in the room
>Always going to be the last wheel
>You push your way out of the Game Shop
>Guess you'll just walk home...
>There's a tugging on your arm
>"Miss Sparkle, stop!"
"Why don't you? You can go back and have fun, I'll just go home."
>She's holding tightly onto your arm, feet planted frimly on the ground
>"Why are you being like this?! Miss Sparkle was in such a good mood before she came with Trixie! Why are you so mean to her new friends?!"
"I don't want to talk about it!"
>You try to pull yourself away
>Can't this time
>Trixie's really holding on
>You don't want to have to drag her along with you
>"Why is Miss Sparkle acting like this?!"
"Because your friends are autistic as all hell, and I won't associate myself with them!"
>Trixie lets go of your arm, her arms hanging limp at her sides
>"But... Trixie is autistic..."
>Trixie looks down at her shoes
"I... No, but you're different! You're not like them!"
>"But... Trixie isn't different. They like Trixie, and don't make fun of her. They're nice to her... Trixie fits in with them. If her friends are bad, then Trixie is bad."
"Trixie, I don't think you're bad. Look, I-I wasn't using autistic literally! I just meant it as..."
>Good fucking job, Twilight
>Trixie puts her hands on her head
>"Trixie understands there is something wrong with her so she can't think like most people. Trixie is sorry..."
"No, please, Trixie, it's not you! I'm just stupid is all!"
>She just frowns, staring downwards
>Fuck, you didn't want to hurt her
>Just those autistic...
>Just the others
"Trixie, I'm sorry... I don't think anything bad about you."
>Trixie looks up at you
>"It's okay... Trixie will think the bad things about herself."
"What?! Trixie, no, there's nothing wrong with you!"
>God what the fuck, Twilight
>You're such a shit person
>Trixie begins to tear up
>"Trixie wishes she were more normal, like Miss Sparkle, sometimes..."
>You pull her into a hug
"I suck. You make a great Trixie. I'm not even a good me. Don't let me make you think anything bad about yourself, or suck the fun out of hanging with your friends. Just be Trixie."
>Trixie returns the hug
>"Trixie can be Trixie..."
>You breath a sigh of relief
>You're such a fucking retard
>What was it Treehugger said?
>'Assholes beget assholes'?
>Can't just let yourself hurt people just because they remind you of shit other people did to you
>Especially not when you end up hurting your few actual friends
>It's just so hard not to see things as being autistic or normie as fuck...
>"Can Miss Sparkle come back with her to talk with her friends?"
>You pull yourself out of the hug and smile awkwardly
"Um, I really don't think that would be a good idea... I think it's better if I wait a while on that..."
>Trixie wipes at her face with her sleeves
>"Will Miss Sparkle still come to the slumber party?"
"Yeah... Yeah, I guess so."
>Trixie smiles and gives you a quick hug
>"Then Trixie will see you later."
>You wave her off as she reenters the Game Shop
>Still iffy on whether or not her friends deserve her
>Being fedoralords and all
>But if it makes her happy...
>You should've asked her if she's going to bring her pajamas
>How the fuck are you going to find that shit out?
>Google can only bring you so far, as with perusing forums
>'What do you do at slumber parties?'
>'Oh, never mind, I found it out, guys.'
>You decide to start walking home
>Just be cool about it
>Don't be a weirdo
>You can just bring a pair of pajamas
>If that's not what you're supposed to do, so be it
>It'll only be a little spaghetti
>It doesn't take long to get home
>Still got a few hours before you have to leave
>You head up to your room
>And that's when it hits you
>It's been a while, but you have the perfect book for this very situation
>Haven't opened it up in a LONG time
>Never thought it would actually ever come in handy
>But now it is!
>You look around your book shelf for it
>Man, this shit used to be so organized
>It doesn't take you that long to find it amongst all the manga and Star Wars fanfiction
>'Slumber 101: All You’ve Ever Wanted to Know About Slumber Parties, But Were Afraid to Ask'
>Quick cram session and you'll be set to spaghetti as little as possible
>When you first picked this up as a little kid, you'd heard about an upcoming slumber party
>All the girls in class would go to some girls house for that
>Thought you should get yourself prepared
>Back then, that meant thoroughly researching the subject
>Library had a book on the subject, so it seemed perfect
>Like, you weren't actually invited in the end, but still
>At the time, the book came off a bit strange
>You remember having some long nights with it...
>Never actually returned the thing
>And now you're in high school!
>You're a big girl
>It'll be of more use to you now
>You plop down on your bed and crack open the book
>There's shit about Makeovers, Spin the Bottle, Scary Stories, Pillow Fights, Snacks
>Lots of shit
>You open to a random chapter near the end
>Seems to be letters to the author...
>'Dear Dr. Reuben Rye,
>'Some of the girls threw a little slumber party, and boy did this book come in handy! In high school I'd always been a bit shy, but I wanted to really spread my wings in college. I was a little timid when Spin the Bottle started, but we were all making out to that new Beatles song!'
>HOLY SHIT YOU DON'T REMEMBER THIS
>The advice in this book must be excellent
>You skim around the rest of the book and remember why you kept it...
>It does seem a bit oddly sexual, but
>If that's what happens
>Not sure why girls would make out with each other at a party
>But you definitely don't want to be the odd one out
>You try and absorb as much of the information as you can before you have to leave
>A couple hours later, you put down the book, feeling relatively strong in your Slumber Fu
>You put a pair of pajamas in your backpack and head downstairs
>"Oh, hey Twilight! Where you headin'?"
"I'm off to Rainbow's for a slumber party."
>You Dad smiles
>"A slumber party, huh? That's cute."
"Don't be gross, Dad. Anyways, I'll be back, I don't know, tomorrow?"
>You leave the house
>Once you make your way to Rainbow's house, you notice quite a few cars outisde
>Some on the driveway, and others on the curb
>Not sure who the other cars belong to specifically, but, probably the girls
>Why's Applejack's gross-ass truck here?
>You were anticipating there to only be five others, aside from yourself
>Pinkie, Fluttershy, Rainbow, Trixie, and Rarity
>Seven people total?
>Spin the Bottle will get crowded
>And now there's going to be someone left out of all the party shit since the numbers are odd
>That person will probably be you...
>Just gonna have to fight for your place in the pecking order
>You know the ins and outs of slumber partying, so, you're sort of confident
>Just adapt to the situation
>Like Dr. Reuben said
>'Don't start out with too much tongue'
>Keep spaghetti as low as fucking possible, Twilight
>Don't weird this up
>You knock on Rainbow's front door
>"Egghead! Everybody else is already here, dude! C'mon in."
>She opens the door and lets you in
>Seems like Rainbow's in pajamas
>Athetlic shorts and a wife-beater
>Fluttershy is in some sort of night gown
>Pinkie is talking to Trixie, which you guess makes sense
>They've got normal pajamas on
>Glad you brought your own pair
>You spot Rarity in, Jesus, that's a bit extravagant for this, you think
>And then there's Applejack in her disgusting, dirty, muddy work clothes
>"—just drag mud all over the place! It's disgusting!"
>"I didn't even want ta come! Y'all wouldn't stop textin' me! Y'all even called my Granny 'n told her I was being 'anti-social'!"
>Rarity, of course, scoffs
>"Well, you were! And I won't stand for us NOT to have the girls all here as a group. It never happens, and I was going to make it happen!"
>God damn these two
>But Rarity's wrong about the gang all being here
>But time to focus on the present
>Got to get changed
>You head over to Rainbow, who is talking with Fluttershy
>"Oh, yeah, Egghead?"
"Do you have somewhere I could change?"
>She points down a hall
>"There's a bunch of rooms. You can use mine, the bathroom... I don't really care, man."
>You nod and head on down to change
>Something taps on your shoulder
>It's fucking Fluttershy
>Your body goes a bit tense
"W-What do you want?"
>"Um... Twilight... Th-This was just supposed to be time for Rainbow and I to hang out, so... Please be cool, okay? I just want to hang out with my friend."
"Whatever. I'm totally prepared for tonight, Fluttershy, okay?"
>She sighs and frowns before meekly making her way back to Rainbow
>Why's she putting on this fucking act with you?
>Whatever, get changed, man
>You head into the bathroom and take out your pajamas
>Plain and simple, comfy purple sleepwear
>Therefore, no chance of spaghetti with this stuff
>You head back into the foyer and...
>Where'd everybody go?
>Did they fucking ditch you or something?
>Where would they have gone?
>Fucking Twilight you fucking—
>You turn around
>Rainbow's peeking out from her room
>Oh, that makes sense
>You head into Rainbow's room
>The girls are just...
>Sitting around and chatting
>Well, just act how you're supposed to at a slumber party, Twilight
>Time to put your knowledge to the test
>As you enter the room, Rainbow runs over to her wire-jumbled mess of a home theater and pops her phone into a speaker dock
>You aren't sure where to sit, or who to sit next to, really, so you just sort of stand weirdly by the door
>"Guys, check this shit out!"
>God damn, Rainbow Dash
>Stop being so fucking edgy
>You make it hard to like you
>'This is so sick, right guys?! :^)'
>And does it need to be so fucking loud?
>Rainbow Dash is hopping up and down on the spot, playing air guitar
>By the look of it, a rather accurate guitar
>The fucking sperg
>"THIS IS SO SICK, RIGHT GUYS?!"
>Rarity looks like she smelled a fart
>Pinkie's just smiling, bobbing her head from side to side
>AJ gives Rainbow that judgmental, flat face she always has on
>You think you're actually seeing spaghetti happen right in front of you
>Rainbow's playing pleb music, dancing around, while everyone else sandbags her
>"Come on, guys! Rock out, don't be so lame!"
>Oh man, this cringe-y shit is giving you fucking 'Nam flashbacks
>She looks at you, like she's expecting you to just start jumping around like a coked-out idiot with her
>Rainbow turns to Fluttershy
>"Come on, you're the one who showed me this shit when we were kids, let's rock out like old times!"
>Yeah, this song makes a lot more sense now if Fluttershy showed it to her...
>The yellow sociopath looks around at the others and huddles into herself
>"I-I don't know, Rainbow..."
>Yeah, play up that shy card in front of everyone
>Rainbow sighs and takes a seat, frowning
>"Miss Dash's music is scary."
>"This is a SLUMBER party, after all. Not a 'Raising the Dead' party."
>You hover near the girls' circle
>"Um, Egghead, you gonna sit with us?"
>Fuck, get your shit together
>Shouldn't have overthought sitting down when you came in
>It's just there wasn't a chapter on sitting in circles in your book
>So far, this party doesn't seem very regulation
>At least Rainbow raised the spaghetti bar pretty high for you
>You end up taking a spot between Rainbow Dash and Applejack
>Applejack smells like mud and sweat
>You thought Rarity was just being, well, herself when she was complaining
>Jesus fucking Christ, can the other girls smell this?
>Like, seriously, it's—
>"Y'all're frownin' up a storm there, Sugarcube. Got a problem?"
"Um, no, it's nothing..."
>The hick squints at you
>"Don't look like nothin', 'n I don't like liars, so you—"
>"Darling, I think it's because you smell like someone tried to wash their dirty gym socks in raw sewage, perhaps. Just a guess."
>Rarity flicks her hair with her fingers and smiles
>Applejack goes to stand up, but Pinkie puts a hand on her shoulder
>"Guys, come on, we're all bestest friends here! Let's not fight, even IF Applejack smells like a rotten egg salad!"
>"Y'all've just never toiled a day in yer lives! That's the smell of hard work! 'N I weren't even s'posed to be here tonight!"
>Applejack points a finger at Rarity
>"Y'all went behind my back and brought mah Granny into this!"
>Rarity scoffs, as per usual
>Does she have some kind of quota to fill?
>"Perhaps you should look into showering, like most normal people."
>Just another recent addition to your sparse amount of normiehood
>AJ crosses her arms and fumes, both in terms of her emotional disposition and her odor
>Rarity turns to Fluttershy
>"Anyways, Fluttershy, so, you're the one who introduced Rainbow to her, um... Peculiar taste in music?"
>"Um... I went through a bit of a phase when I was younger..."
>Probably an emo or goth phase, you'd assume
>Rainbow chimes in
>"Man, I used to listen to nothing but garbage until then! I'm glad the music I listen to now is so sick! Think I even spread the 'good music' bug to Egghead a little, eh?"
>You smile awkwardly
"Um, totally. Asking Alexandria. Parkway Drive. BFMV. So... So sick..."
>Rainbow Dash smiles and does a small fist pump
>Maybe it would be better to be a little more like Applejack at times like these
>Not in the manual labor and peasant scent department, but in the not lying one
>Well, there might be a lot more metalcore in your future
>The girls continue to chat
>And by 'girls chat', you mostly mean Rarity sort of dominates the conversation
>You don't really pipe in very much
>The topics aren't all that interesting
>Boring life stuff
>Really taking this party a while to ramp up to the aspects you'd read about
>Easing into the naked make-out sessions is probably for the best
>You're not sure you could even handle 'em, to be honest
>Such a weird thing to do with people, and the spaghetti potential is so high
>But hey, normies are a hedonistic bunch, and if you want to fit in...
>Pinkie Pie groans
>"This is BOR-ING."
>"Darling, what's so boring about lively conversation?"
>"Talk is cheap! We need to put more party in this party!"
>"Yeah! Now that's what I'm talkin' about! Let's up the ante. Talking is dumb by itself, but how about Truth or Dare?"
>You begin to sweat
>Oh fuck fuck fuck
>You've read enough of Slumber 101 to know where THIS is going...
>Most of the girls, aside from Rarity, nod
>Yeah, pretty sure if you asked 'have you ever killed a guy', you'd get a lie
>"Truth and Dare is a crude game."
>"What? Are y'all scared of bein' honest? I know I ain't got nothin' to hide. I'm an open book."
"Can you even read?"
>You pop your hands over your mouth
>Snark too fucking automatic
>"What's that s'posed ta mean?"
"Um... The joke is I'm implying you can't read..."
>"WHY I OUGHTA!"
>Applejack shakes her fist in front of her face
>God, hicks get so angry so fast
>You shrink back against Rainbow Dash, head turned, hands out in front of you
>Pinkie is still holding onto the apple farmer at this point
>"Y'all're askin' for a mighty beatin'! Y'all think I don't know what you mean? Called a 'rhetorical question', Sugarcube! Mah readin' level is good enough fer me ta work on muh farm!"
>Never shuts up about that fucking farm...
>The air of the party has become a lot more tense
>Except for Rarity laughing her ass off
>"Darlings, p-please... Calm yourselves. Applejack shouldn't have to bear any shame about her illiteracy around friends!"
>Applejack explodes at that point, Pinkie trying her best to keep her from wailing on Rarity
>And Rarity just sits back, sniggering
>At this point she's almost asking for a black eye
>As Applejack breaks herself free from Pinkie's grip, Trixie moves in front of her
>"Girls! Trixie does not want her friends to fight!"
>Applejack growls and goes back to her place on the floor
>Rarity is still snickering away, apparently unable to contain her laughter
>Trixie turns to her with a frown
>It's at that point Rarity seems to stop
>She clears her throat
>"I'll stop now."
>"Dudes, c'mon, let's just play and stop fighting. This is supposed to be a PARTY, not a fight club."
>You all sit in an uncomfortable silence
>So, who the fuck starts this shit?
"Um, who's going to go first?"
>"I guess I can go first since I'm the host and all."
>Rainbow turns to Fluttershy
>"Dude, Fluttershy, so, truth or dare?"
>Fluttershy turns away from her, covering her face slightly with one hand
>"Oh, I don't know, Rainbow... I'm just so nervous... This game is scary."
>Oh fucking bullshit
>"Sorry, man. Don't want to put you on the spot. You can join in whenever you're comfortable I guess."
>Rainbow turns to you
>"Truth or dare?"
>FUCK, WHY YOU?
>FUCKING RAINBOW DASH
>Eyes on you, Twilight
>'Truth', well, this is Rainbow Dash
>She'd ask you something that would be utter spaghetti
>And you're a pretty shit liar when you feel the spaghetti coming on
>'Dare' might just be something retarded
>OR it could jump straight into the shit Dr. Reuben wrote about
>God damn, why you?
>"SICK! Okay, so, I dare you to call the first contact on your phone and ask them out."
"But... I don't have a lot of contacts, so—"
>"It's a dare! You just have to do it!"
>You grimace as you take your phone out
>What kind of fucking retarded-ass dare is this
>You have like ten numbers, max
>You begin the call
>A few seconds later, you can hear the ringing
>Applejack takes a phone out of her pocket
>Applejack starts poking a finger angrily at the microphone of her phone
>"GO FUCK YERSELF."
>You jump from your place on the floor
>AJ puts the phone in her pocket
>"Sorry, had ta take a call."
>Rainbow's laughing her ass off
>"Applejack was the first contact on your phone?!"
"Well... Her name starts with an 'A', so..."
>Rainbow takes out her phone and gawks at it for a few seconds
>"Ohhhhhhh... Fuck, well, still funny to me, so it was worth it."
>You look around awkwardly
>"Miss Sparkle asks someone 'truth or dare'!"
>That's pretty fucking obvious
>Probably want to stay away from Applejack at all costs
>And you're pretty sure the rules say you can't ask whoever asked you
>Well, you're still curious about Rarity
>You've always thought she was a Stacy
>Not like there's anything special about this dumb game that will keep her from lying, but...
"Uh, Rarity... Truth or Dare?"
>"I really do dislike this game. The questions and dares are always so childish and uncouth. Though, I do expect better from you, Twilight."
>"That's not an answer, Sugarcube!"
>Making out time?
>You didn't want to be the one to initiate this shit
>Fucking slumber parties
>Why can't they just be about hanging out?
>Disgusting hedonistic normie weirdos
>Well, maybe it'll be okay to prolong the inevitable a little longer
>Ask her to do something else, and just let it happen when someone else does it
>Just don't fucking sperg out
>But what the fuck do you even dare her to do?
>Fucking retarded game
"Oh, sorry... I was expecting you to say truth, so, sorry... Um—"
>Oh, you actually have a great one, you think
"I dare you to wear Applejack's disgusting shirt."
>Rarity recoils, and Applejack laughs
>"Ah'm willin' to stink if it means Rarity suffers."
>"I AM NOT DOING THAT!"
>Pinkie shakes her head
>"The game doesn't work like that, Rarity! You said dare! You got dared! You HAVE to do it! It's the rules!"
>Pinkie must be well-versed in Slumber 101 as well
>Maybe just wait for her to start shit
>Applejack unbuttons her dirty, mud flecked, sweat stained shirt and throws it at Rarity, cackling
>The rest of the girls laugh
>Rarity holds the shirt up, touching it as little as possible
>"I... Twilight, how could you? How could you?!"
"I'm new to this stuff. Should I have asked something else?"
>Rainbow puts a hand on your shoulder
>"Dude, that was the best possible thing you could have done."
>Rarity treats putting on the shirt like she's defusing a bomb
>"This is just great. Because I wanted to smell like Applejack's armpits all night."
>You almost feel sorry for her, but Truth and Dare is a harsh mistress
>And since you seem to be doing pretty well, you're feeling confident
>Next time you get to dare someone, you'll initiate the normie make out ritual
>Rarity stares at you and Applejack with contempt
>Man, this was a win-win for you
>The smell isn't as intense now, so, that's pretty good
>"It's my turn now, yes?"
>"Applejack. Truth or dare?"
>"Oh, of course."
>What did she think was going to happen?
>Applejack's as open as the kinds of books she can't read
>"I suppose I'll just ask one of those generic questions no one actually answers. What's the worst thing you've ever done?"
>"Tie between comin' to this party 'n knowin' you."
>"Of course," Rarity mutters to herself, taking a deep breath and a sigh
>Applejack's turn next
>Throws a softball at Trixie after she asks for 'truth'
>'Have you ever done anything illegal'
>Yeah, obviously not
>At least she's not a bitch to Trixie, you suppose
>"Is it okay if Trixie asks Miss Shy a question? Trixie doesn't want to leave her out..."
>Rainbow pats Fluttershy on the back
>"C'mon Fluttershy, we're all friends here. Don't have to be shy around us!"
>"Well... Um, o-okay, if you want..."
>"Trixie asks: Truth or Dare?!"
>"What's the scariest thing Miss Shy has ever done?"
>Trixie has a big smile on her face after asking that cutesy question
>Fluttershy hugs her knees against her chest
>She looks down at her feet, trembling
>Tears begin to well in her eyes
>You golf clap on the inside
>"I... I can't..."
>Rainbow puts and arm around Fluttershy
>"It's okay, man..."
>"Trixie is sorry... She thought it would be a fun question..."
>Fluttershy gives Trixie a small smile
>"I-It's okay... I'm just..."
>"Nah, dude, we can pass you."
>Jesus fucking Christ, this fucking psycho
>If only they knew what kind of person she really was...
>You all pass over Fluttershy, and the game continues
>Mostly silly or dumb things going on
>Pinkie asks you to 'burp as loud as you can'
>But now, things are back in your hands
"Um, Rainbow, truth or dare?"
"I dare you to make out with m—"
>At that moment, there's a loud BANG against the windowpane
"What was that?"
>Rainbow stands up and heads towards the window
>Then there's a loud crash as a rock comes barreling through the window and into the room, narrowly avoiding Rainbow Dash's head
>"WHAT THE FUCK!"
>You and the rest of the girls rush to the window as Rainbow throws it open
>Man, you're fucking dare got interrupted...
>"Anon?! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING THROWING ROCKS AT MY WINDOW?!"
>You tiptoe, trying to see over the girls, and spot Anon outside holding a boombox
>"Uh, I'm trying to be romantic?"
>"WE'RE ON THE FIRST FLOOR! YOU COULD JUST KNOCK!"
>Fuck, Rainbow is seething
>Anon holds the boombox up above his head and turns it on
>"BABE, I LOVE YOU!" he shouts as it starts
>He begins screaming
>What is it with everyone's musical taste around here?!
>"THIS IS MY CURSE!"
>He's even fucking headbanging out there
>Imagine how this looks from the outside
>Some random guy standing, belting out metalcore, headbanging, at night, in front of some random house
>"There is love burning to find you. Will you wait for me? Will you be there?"
>Rainbow Dash is...
>SHE'S FUCKING SWOONING
>HAND OVER HEART AND EVERYTHING
>"There is love! There is love! There is love! ..."
>Oh God, she's fucking doing air guitar along with the song while crying
>You almost want to vomit
>The song finishes up, and Anon walks up to the window
>Rainbow leans out and they engage in a loving embrace
>"Dude, I... That was so romantic..."
>"Like I told Twilight... You're the only pussy I want to drown in."
>They're both crying
>THEY'RE BOTH CRYING
>You try to avert your eyes and catch a glimpse of something even more eerie
>It chills you because... Something about it seems genuine
>"Babe, can you forgive me for being such a fucking shit?"
>"Anon, dude, yes! But you have to pay for my window."
>Anon steps back after finishing the hug, scratching the back of his head, looking a bit embarrassed
>"I didn't expect there to be an audience for this. Lol."
>"Oh Nonny, that was so SWEET! No wonder Dashie liked it so much!"
>Fluttershy smiles and hugs Rainbow
>"I'm glad you guys made up... You looked so down after you two broke up, Rainbow..."
>"Maybe I missed him a LITTLE bit."
>She sighs and smiles, putting her hands against her face
>"How did you even think to do this, man? It's so unlike you!"
>"Actually, Twilight gave me the idea..."
>Rainbow turns to you, arms in the air
>She tackles you into a big hug
>"Dude, this was so awesome. I can't believe you set that up!"
"Um... Yeah... You're welcome?"
>You gasp for breath as she hugs you tighter
>Fuck is she strong
>You're finally able to breath again once she lets go and heads back to the window with Anon
>"Dude, I'm sorta busy tonight, so we can meet up tomorrow and make-up for real, if you know what I mean."
>She winks at him and gives him finger guns
>He sighs and turns his boombox back on, throwing up the horns with one hand
>"I LOVE YOU!"
>"I LOVE YOU TOO!"
>He headbangs out into the night
>Depending on his luck, he could be arrested for being a disturbance
>Normies will do as they do
>Rainbow closes her window, wiping the tears from her eyes
>Rarity has something that isn't quite a smile on her face
>"That was, so... Touching, darling."
>"Dude, I know."
>Now, where were you?
"Um, so, are we going to go back to Truth or Dare?"
>"Nah, man. We already went around and shit, and it was starting to get boring, imo."
>"I mean, unless you really wanted to do your dare. Don't really remember what it was."
>"Sick. Okay, so, dudes, movie?"
>The girls look at one another
>Mostly shrugs all around
>"Jus' what kind of movie are y'all lookin' to watch?"
>You're thinking you know what kind of movie you're going to watch
>Slumber 101: Movie Night
>That chapter talked about how girls would watch dirty movies together, and afterwards, the goal would be to recreate scenes from the film
>Honestly, you're sort of liking this hanging out stuff more
>Dragging sex into fucking everything
>Rainbow rushes to her film collection and pulls out a movie
>"You guys seen this?"
>Trixie cocks her head
>"I could'a read that."
>Methinks she doth protest too much
>Rainbow nods her head, smiling largely
>"Dude, this movie is SO good. Like, best 80's movie EVER. Bikers. Bands. Ninjas. Tae Kwon Do. It's fucking SICK."
>The rest of the girls mutter to themselves and come to an agreement
>'Eh, sure, whatever'
>You all take your spots in front of the television, some on top of the bed, and some down in front
>Rainbow pops in the film
>When Rainbow was talking about bikers and ninjas
>You didn't think she was talking about biker ninjas
>And holy shit this acting
>Holy shit this everything
>Biker cocaine ninjas fighting a bunch of college kids in a, what, a tae kwon do band gang?
>And it's partially almost a musical?
>What the fuck is this movie?
>You hope Rainbow doesn't unironically like this
>As the film goes on, Rainbow whoops and hollers and laughs
>Her energy is almost infectious
>It's when the other girls join in that you feel yourself letting go and joining in on the laughing
>Man, this movie is so shit
>Main characters all look WAY too old to be in college
>Especially the fucking middle-aged Korean dude
>And they all live in the same house
>And they're all orphans
>Sometimes, the movie's just a weird, slice-of-life romp
>Other times, there are random attempts at Feel Bombs with the black dude's dad
>And then there's the cocaine biker ninja fight at the end which just suddenly turns the movie into this violent gorefest
>Everything about the movie is cheesy as fuck
>But regardless, you enjoyed it
>As the film ends, Rainbow jumps to her feet
>"HUH? Sick, right?!"
>She's met with approving laughter
"It was a lot better than I thought it was going to be."
>"Trixie thought it was very fun!"
>"Yeah! It was super-duper fun!"
>Laying on the bed behind you, Rarity giggles
>"Typically, I'm not fond of the 'So Bad It's Good' genre, but, this was enjoyable."
>Laying next to her, Applejack half-smiles
>"It was dumb. Fun, but dumb as all heck."
>Rainbow bounces in triumph
>Man, tonight has been pretty good so far
>After the shit at the Game Shop...
>This is definitely a nice reprieve
>Rainbow walks over to her sound system and begins to play a song
"Oh come on, we just watched this thing. Do we really need to listen to the music again? It's so bad!"
>"You mean so GOOD!"
>Rainbow begins jumping up and down, singing this cheesy-ass song
>Like with the BFMV song, you don't think anyone's going to—
>"We've been together for so long! When I'm weak you make me strong!"
>"I know I can depend on you!"
>Trixie is fucking joining in
>"To show the way and lead me through!"
>Rarity and fucking even Applejack?
>This is, bar none, the most cringe thing you've seen in a long time
>And you just saw Anon serenade Rainbow Dash with a fucking Killswitch Engage song
>All jumping around together singing this cringe-y shit
>Rainbow offers you her hand
>In front of other people?
>The last time you did that...
>No, this time it's WITH other people
>You take her hand
"Friends through eternity! Loyalty, honesty! We'll stick together through thick or thin!"
>You laugh as you dance around with the girls, belting out like a moron
>Singing a dumb song about 'friendship'
>Could it be any more cringe than that?
>Maybe you're jumping around like a total fag, but whatever
>You're having fun!
>It looks like everyone is
>You all sing together
>"Friends forever, we'll be together! We're on top because we play to win!"
>Rainbow slides on her knees with her air guitar
>You and the girls cheer her on
>This is so stupid...
>Nah, it's not that stupid
>She's really going at it
>Invisible bends and taps
>Visible guitar face
>The song finishes up and you all laugh
>You don't know who started it, but there's a group hug going on and you join in
>As you pull away, Rarity sighs
>"I really don't know why we don't do this more often!"
>Fluttershy smiles, looking at her feet
>"This... This was actually really nice..."
>You squint at her
>"Trixie has never done this before, but it's nice!"
>Something comes over you and you can't help but smile
>Tonight really has been good
>Even if it didn't go according to the book
>Fuck the book
>"Guys hungry? I got some snacks."
>You all nod
>You and the girls just talk
>Boring life stuff doesn't seem as boring right now
>Afterwards, you all watch some more shitty movies, dance around, and generally act like total fools until it's time to sleep
>"Oh, uh, guys, I got some sleeping bags for you and shit, but I wasn't expecting AJ, so..."
>"As you know, I refuse to sleep in one of those... Things. So, if it must happen, I suppose I can share the bed with this ruffian."
>"Dude, anyone can sleep in the bed, so no one's forcing you two to—"
>"No, no, I see how it is. It's fine."
>Rainbow Dash shrugs
>You realize you've gotten used to that horrible peasant scent as the night had gone on
>Can hardly smell it at all right now
>You grab a bag and get ready to sleep on the floor with the girls
>Tonight was a good tonight, holy fuck
>You didn't spaghetti at all!
>The girls all give you their various 'night's back
>Save for Rarity and Applejack, who are busy bickering
>God fucking fuck, don't you two shits ruin tonight
>"—like a manila envelope! You tuck the sheets, and then shimmy INTO the bed."
>"That's insane! Can't y'all jus' sleep like a sane human being? Why d'y'all need this crazy method to just get into a fuckin' bed?"
>Rarity, again, scoffs
>"It's the MOST sane way to sleep, you neanderthal. Do you know how much time I spend making my bed in the morning? Do you? None! It is always made! See, I just squeeze in, and do a little shimmy down from the headboard, and—"
>EVERY FUCKING TIME WITH THEM
>They quiet down, but you can still hear them as they whisper
>"You're messing up the bed! And keep your dirty hands to your side!"
>"Fuckin' prissy city girl, can't even sleep in a fuckin' bed right..."
>Nothing but a low, constant bickering and muttering
>Just block them out, Twilight
>Why the fuck do they always hang out together if they never do anything
>But this shit
>It takes a while, but it seems like they finally shut up
>You're finally allowed to drift off to sleep
>That night, you dream of—
>You're awoken by more whispered bickering
>"—not even d-doing it right."
>Thank the fucking Lord
>You're almost amazed
>No, you ARE amazed
>Never thought you could get them to shut the fuck up
>Trying to ruin what was a perfectly good slumber party experience
>You sigh and let yourself return to sleep
>The next morning, you awake somewhat grumpy
>Those two bickering fucks messed with your sleep cycle
>Still, that should ruin what happened yesterday
>For the first time, you really felt like you belonged in the group
>Even if it was during a stupid song-and-dance number
>'Only through the elimination of violence can we achieve world peace'
>That movie might be your new Samurai Cop
>Anyways, looking around, it seems like you were the last one to wake
>Most of the girls are sitting around, chatting lowly
>"Good morning, Miss Sparkle."
>Pinkie Pie stretches out and gives a big yawn
>Fluttershy is just huddled into herself
>You sit up from your bag and spot Rarity and Applejack sitting up on the bag
>They look like they've seen a fucking ghost
>Rarity turns to you and grimaces
>What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
>Rainbow Dash hops up onto her feet
>You and the rest of the girls raise your hands
>"Sick, I'll go make some shit."
>Rainbow Dash can cook?
>Or is she just going to cook up a gourmet cereal breakfast
>The girls begin filing out of the room, following Rainbow Dash
>Before you can leave, you get a tap on the shoulder
>Turning around, who else would it be but the two most annoying people in the world?
>Ugh, and that shirt still reeks
>Rarity knows she can that shit off, right?
>Applejack and Rarity both look like they're going to faint
>Jesus fucking Christ with these two
>"Twi, please don't tell nobody 'bout last night... Y'all're the only person who knows, 'n—"
"What are you talking about?"
>Yeah, you're the only one who knows that they argue like a married couple!
"Everybody already 'knows'."
>Rarity puts the back of her hand against her forehead all dramatic like
>"Th-That's not possible!"
"Have you guys sat next to you guys at lunch? It's pretty impossible to not see or hear what's going on. Seriously. And while we're trying to sleep? Really?"
>Rarity begins to stammer
>"W-We just, it's..."
"Whatever, guys. I don't care, but it's still annoying to do that shit when people are trying to sleep. Anyways, I'm going to go and eat, okay?"
>Applejack takes her face in her hands
>"Granny's gon kill me if this gets out..."
"Pfft, literally everybody and your grandmother knows. Whatever."
>Just ignore those two when they're being like this, Twilight
>Just go out and eat and chat people up or something
>You exit and head to Rainbow's kitchen and smell...
>Something actually good, surprisingly
>The other girls are sitting around at a table, talking
>Well, it's mostly Trixie talking at them about autist stuff, but that's fine
>"Hey, Egghead. Ready for some sick pancakes?"
"I'm not sure that's the best use to use when talking about food... You know, Rainbow, I'm actually a little surprised that you can cook, like, anything at all."
>Rainbow pokes her chest with her thumb
>"Rainbow Dash is number one at everything, Egghead! You know that. I'm the world's apex predator."
"More like apex redditor..."
>You shake your head
>"Well, it's gonna be a few, dude. Take a seat and relax."
>You nod and decide to take your seat next to Trixie
>"Trixie was just talking about that Magic tournament we participated in!"
>"Yup! I don't know what she's talking about at all, but it sounds super fun!"
"Uh... It was okay..."
>Not really something you want to have on your mind at all...
>Especially not when Fluttershy's here
>You just want to relax, like Rainbow said
>Not deal with all that other shit...
>Rarity and Applejack take their seats next to each other, looking somewhat pale
>They're oddly silent
"What, not going to start up where you left off last night?"
>"Twilight, th-that's... Crude! Please, can we just not talk about it?"
>Rainbow's ears perk up and she turns her head
>"Talk about what?"
"What they were doing all night last night."
>Rainbow makes a long 'Oooooooooooh' sound, before breaking into a laugh
>Rarity hides her face in her hands, and Applejack sulks in her seat looking ashamed
>What fucking drama queens
>"W-We weren't doin' nothin'!"
>You roll your eyes
>Why are they so fucking defensive over this?
"You were doing what you've been doing for a long time. Why are you acting so weird about it now?"
>Rarity shakes her head
>"H-How could you know it, that... That it wasn't just a one time thing?"
"Like I said earlier, everybody knows. I mean, I've known how you two felt about each other since the moment I met you two. The looks you give each other. You think we don't know?"
>Applejack stands up from her seat
>"What?! Oh, AJ, please..."
>Applejack shakes her head
>"Ah can't be here right now..."
>Rarity bursts into treats and runs after her
>Jesus fucking Christ
>Yeah, no, you get it
>Not having someone to argue with 24/7?
>Yeah, what torture
>Rainbow scratches at her head and turns to you with a perplexed look
>"What the hell's going on?"
"No idea. They woke me up with their arguing last night and now they're acting all weird."
>Rainbow throws her hands up in the air
>"But we already know they argue ALL THE TIME!"
>"Yeah, we know that they can't keep their hands off of each other! I had to hold AJ down just to keep her away from Rarity last night!"
>"Trixie has not been friends with you girls for very long, but Trixie also knows this."
>You throw your arms up in the air as well
>Drama drama drama, all the fucking time
>Fluttershy just holds her head in her hands, muttering to herself like a fucking weirdo
>Your stomach grumbles
"Food almost done?"
>"Any second, dude."
>Holy shit, these pancakes are impeccable
>Fucking Rainbow Dash
>If she just dedicates all her time to getting really good at shit, what else does she even do with her time?
>Pinkie and Trixie thank Rainbow for the food and leave
>Trixie gives you a wave as she heads off, and you wave back
>Fuck you're a slow eater
>"So, this was your first slumber party, huh, Egghead?"
"It wasn't quite what I'd expected, but, I still had a lot of fun."
>"What were you expecting?"
"You know. The stereotypical slumber party stuff. Nothing but stupid games and making out. The usual."
>As you look up, you see that Rainbow is squinting hard at you
"Is there something on my face?"
>"Why did you think we would make out at a slumber party?"
>You raise your eyebrows
"It's in the book?"
"Slumber 101. It's the quintessential slumberology textbook, I believe."
>She shakes her head
>Are you missing something here?
>"Dude, that's fucked up. That's what you were planning for when you came here?"
>You feel your heart in your chest
>The tell-tale sign of spaghetti build up
"Um... Like, yeah, but I was glad it didn't happen! I-It was just, you know, in the, you know, in the book!"
>"Egghead, you're reading some WEIRD books."
>You lower your head, trying to keep yourself calm
>"Eh, whatever, Egghead. Doesn't matter. You still helped me get back together with Anon, and didn't try to do any weird shit. But, you know, could you imagine having to deal with people doing that shit at a slumber party? Dude, that'd be so awkward."
>That's pretty true
>Encountering anything like that, especially amongst friends, would be pretty awkward!
>Maybe your opinion of normies shouldn't be so low that you take stupid rumors, or books, seriously...
>Spaghetti wasn't so bad that time
>You finish up and thank Rainbow for the food
>Time to head ho—
>There's a tap on your shoulder
>God damn it, Fluttershy
>She looks up at you from behind her hair
>Always with that fucking pretend demeanor
>"Th-This doesn't change anything, b-but... Yesterday was fun. Thanks for being cool. M-Mostly."
"I didn't do anything for you."
>"S-Still... I don't always get to spend time with Rainbow, so... I-I'm just happy you didn't ruin it."
>You look her over
>This is all a facade, you know that, but it's still convincing as fuck
>The pouty face, the shrunken gait, the soft-spoken voice, all of it
>Probably just sign of how fucked up she is, you suppose
"A-Are you going to leave me alone now?"
>Fluttershy steps closer to you and smiles madly, putting her face in yours, then slides a finger across her neck
>"Even if you're not a total fuck-up, I'm still looking forward to—"
>"Yo, Fluttershy! You're not leaving too, are you?"
>Rainbow places an arm on Fluttershy's shoulder
>Fluttershy immediately turns the 'shy' back on, giving Rainbow a faint smile
>"Oh, o-of course not. I-I was just saying goodbye to Twilight."
>Fucking bitch cunt
"Yeah... It was nice seeing you guys..."
>"See ya, Egghead!"
>Fluttershy waves you off
>What a fucking creep
>Really wish you could tell Rainbow what kind of person Fluttershy really was
>All she knows is whatever sad sob-story she grew up with
>You exit Rainbow's house and begin the walk home
>So, what is it that you're going to do now?
>Definitely going to be a while before you can show your face in the Game Shop...
>At least, of your own free will
>It's been a while since you've seen Sunny
>No one's heard from her in a while
>Maybe you should take a detour and head over to her place
>Check up on her
>Maybe she's sick, or worse...
>You nod to yourself
>It'd be best to check up on her, yeah
>And so, you begin the walk to her place
>Dad won't be too upset if you're home just a little late
>It takes a while, but you think you're finally coming up on Sunny's place
>After last time, you really just want to have things go back to normal
>Put the whole theater fiasco behind you
>And she definitely helped to do that last time you hung out, but it still hangs heavily in your mind
>You do wish she'd felt about you the way you did her, but maybe Sunny's way of doing things makes the most sense
>Shoot for friends first before anything else
>Plus, this is the first time you haven't really had oneitis in a long time
>Sunny being so understanding, almost too understanding, helped you move past what could have been a very dark time
>Not that you still didn't weirdly enjoy all the sparring and—
>You stop and eye a car across the street
>That looks like Shining's old car
>The one he got when HE was in high school
>You're sure of it
>Haven't seen that since he became a cop
>Fuck, no, there's no way
>Why would he be here?
>You keep walking, nearly at the entrance to Sunny's apartment complex when a man in a hoodie walks out
>"Twily? What are you doing here?"
"Checking on Sunny... What are you doing?"
>He shakes his head
>"The less you know, the better."
>Shining attempts to pass you, and you grab his arm
"Hey! I knew you weren't going to stop looking into Discord, but... You're getting my friends involved, too?! You know how dangerous that is!"
>He pulls his arm away
>"Twily, she came to ME. Let's leave it at that. Now go home. It's better for the two of you to have as little contact as possible. I wouldn't even be here if she didn't get... If I didn't have to be."
"Shining, what happened?"
>Your brother puts an arm around you and tries to lead you away from the apartment complex
>"Twily, let's go."
"No! If you're not going to tell me what's going on, I'm going to ask her myself."
>He curses under his breath as you pull yourself away from him
>You rush through the complex to Sunny's door, and knock furiously, Shining on your tail
>The door opens
>You push yourself in, and Shining follows after you
>"I tried to stop her."
>Sunny coughs and waves her hand
>"It... It's fine."
"Okay, I want to know what's going—"
>As you turn to Sunny, your mouth drops
>She looks beaten to all shit
>Bruises all over from what you can see, she's holding a hand against her abdomen, slouched, using one arm to hold her up against a wall
"W-What happened to you?!"
>You turn to Shining
"What... What the fuck?! What do you have her doing for you?!"
>Sunny puts an arm on your shoulder and smiles, talking with a slightly faltering voice
>"Twilight, it's fine. This is just what happens when you get initiated... Or re-initiated, in this case..."
"Initiated in what?!"
>Shining turns his face away from you
>"I used to be in a gang. I'm fine. It looks a lot worse than it feels, and you should've seen what I went through the first time. This is nothing. Don't worry about it."
>You shake your head
>It doesn't take a genius to put the fucking pieces together...
"But... Why? Why—Why would you guys do this?! I-I can handle myself. You shouldn't be getting yourself caught up in my problems! I know you said you wanted to help, but..."
>"I'm not doing this just for you. I'm doing it because it's the right thing. Because, maybe... You don't know what kind of things I've done, Twilight. You don't know the person I used to do. Shining is helping me make things right..."
"But you could die! You already got... I-I mean, look at you!"
>You begin to pace frantically before turn to Shining
"Y-You shouldn't have let her... I..."
>"Like I said, she came to me. Twily, do you understand what kind of an in Sunset is? We can get the solid proof we need to put him away for good! We're not going to just sit by and let him trash the city!"
"Doesn't... Shouldn't she go to a hospital?!"
>Shining shakes his head and rubs at his face, clearly frustrated with the situation
>"Twily, she has to tough it out. That's the point. It's been days since she went undercover. She's already recovering well. I've been running painkillers for her, trying to tend to some of her worse injuries—"
>You turn to Sunny, and you can see that she's gritting her teeth hard through her smile
"I thought you said it wasn't that bad!"
>"Well, you know, relatively... I've gotten wor—FUCK!"
>She slumps against the wall, contorting, gripping her side
>You rush to her side and grab a hold of her, keeping her from totally collapsing
>Shining lets out an expletive
>"I have to go and grab more medical supplies. I'll be back."
>He utters another curse under his breath as he runs out
"Sunny, are you okay?"
>"Twilight, I-I'm fine... Your brother has been taking good care of me when he can."
>You sling one of her arms around your shoulder and attempt to carry her to her room
>This is A LOT harder than it looks in the movies
>Either that, or you're just incredibly weak
"Fuck... Why would they beat people so bad they can't even work for them? What's wrong with gangs?"
>"I'm old blood. I wanted my old spot back. That meant taking a little more punishment. Like I said, it wasn't—"
>She lets out a hacking cough and you have to momentarily stop
>"—it wasn't that bad. Usually they wouldn't let that happen but... I never snitched, and I made a name for myself..."
>Sunny turns her head away from you
>"I... I'm not proud of it..."
>You shake your head
>Sunny's capable of being violent, but...
>A violent criminal?
>Not just that, but a gang member?
>You... You just can't see that in her
"Whoever you were, that's not who you are now, but... Getting involved with this shit... I never wanted that."
>A sense of relief spreads over you as you lay Sunny down on her bed
>"Thanks, Twilight... And I'm sorry."
>You take a seat on the bed with Sunny
>God, what the fuck is happening to your life
>No, what the fuck are you doing to other people's lives?
>You were very close to ruining Treehugger's life
>You pushed your Dad back into drinking
>And Sunny's plunging herself back into a fucking GANG
>Frowning, you look at Sunny's beaten and bruised body
"This is all my fault..."
>Sunny moves a hand over to yours
>"Hey, it's not."
>She chuckles again and grimaces, clutching her side
>You simply frown
>"I guess that's not that funny... Twilight, I do want to help you, but I'm doing this for me."
>Sunny sighs and stares at the ceiling
>"I'm doing this because I'm not sure anything's ever going to be enough to make up for the kind of person I used to be... But I'm going to keep trying. Even if it kills me."
>God fucking fuck, Twilight, look at what shit you've caused
>You grip her hand
"Don't say stuff like that. Sunny, I like you just fine..."
>You blush slightly
"I think you already know that... And Trixie's been looking for you everywhere. She misses you. The girls miss you. Whatever you did in the past... That doesn't define you! The Sunset Shimmer I know is, man, she's almost sickeningly perfect! You're amazing! You don't need to do this, for me, for yourself, for anyone!"
>Sunny tries to smile, but averts her eyes from yours
>"I'm... I'm glad that you think I've come so far. That, when no one else would give me a chance, you did, but... You never met the real me. It feels like... I'm holding back. Every. Day. Maybe the Sunset Shimmer you know is perfect, but... She's not really real. The real me is the worst person I know..."
>She pulls her hand away and lets out a deep breath, clearly holding back tears
>You're not sure what you can say to her
>You don't want to see her, or any of your friends, get hurt
>And no matter how bad she used to be... That's not the person you know, not the person she IS
>You take a deep breath
"You helped me back when I was... When I was just a total dick! I didn't really care about anyone. God, I know it's cheesy, but I'd probably still be holed up in my room if it wasn't for you. This is going to sound dumb, but..."
>This is going to sound really dumb
"Ugh, maybe it seems like something that doesn't matter, but I went to a slumber party. I went out and did something with a group of people for the first time, maybe ever. You've helped me a lot."
>Sunny pushes herself up into a sitting position, leaning against the headboard of her bed, and pulls her knees up to her chest
>She half frowns, her eyes still avoiding you completely
>"Twilight, you were never a bad person to start with. Just someone who just needed a friend. I'm telling you, you wouldn't be here trying to give me this pep talk if you knew what I've done. Who I was..."
>Sunny hands her head in her hands and sighs
>"Fuck, who I am!"
"Sunny, you believed in me when I didn't believe in myself. And I believe in you! The way you've treated me, Trixie... A... A bad person... They wouldn't beat themselves up like this!"
>You can tell she's not buying it
>You wish she would
>Fuck, you're no good at this kind of thing...
>"Twilight, do you know what I'm the most scared of right now?"
>"It's not getting hurt. Getting killed, even... It's that I'll feel at home. That'll I'll have proof that I haven't changed."
>You shake your head
>Sunny laughs, seemingly more out of surprise than anything else
"I don't know what else to say... I don't know what it is that you did, but, I guess I do know that hating yourself constantly is bad. I don't have the solution, but... It's been better with others there to help."
>You scratch the back of your head, and Sunny finally looks up at you
"I want to be there for you. As your friend!"
>"As my friend, huh?"
>Sunny laughs lowly and gives you a small half-smile, and you know your little speech hasn't changed her mind
>You're not even sure about the shit you're saying, but...
>It felt good to hear this stuff from someone else, from her
>Maybe you'll end up doing some good for Sunny, too
>Having someone to lean on, friendship and all that shit
>All those dumb platitudes about caring about people and yourself and shit
>They can mean something if you make it there yourself
"I'm not going to be able to convince you—Hell, at this point, I don't know if it's even possible... But, could you not go through with all this?"
>"I'm sorry, but, no..."
>You can't hide your disappointment, your frown...
>Why do the people around you need to have this need to 'do what's right' or whatever?
>"Hey, i-it's going to be fine. After this all blows over, things will go back to normal. Just hanging out and stuff."
"That would be nice... I'm still sorry about last time."
>Sunny laughs and grips for her side in pain
>"You're always sorry."
"Shouldn't I be?"
>"It's 'dumb'. I don't mind what happened."
>Maybe a little spaghetti amongst friends isn't so bad...
>You can hear a knock on the door
"That's probably Shining."
>Sunny nods and you get up to leave, making your way to the apartment's entrance
>You open up the door
>Shining pushes his way in, carrying a bag of what is most probably medical supplies of some sort
"Does she really need all that stuff?"
>"Better safe than sorry."
>Well, that's sort of relieving, you guess
"Is she going to be okay?"
>"Like I said before, she's healing pretty—"
"No, I mean... Doing whatever it is she's doing for you..."
>"Knowing her, yeah, she's not going to have trouble."
>He turns to you
>"You know, she really comes off a lot different in person than she did from her files."
"What do her files say?"
>"Not sure you want to know."
"So I hear..."
>Eh, maybe it really is best not to know
>If you're going to try and tell Sunny that her past isn't all there is to her
>Going out of your way to find that shit out would make you an asshole
>Shining places the bag of supplies on a nearby counter
>"Twily... You should head home."