Greetings. I am Vultarian01. What's my excuse for taking so long with this chapter? Life's my excuse. Anyway, for this slice of life chapter I'll be adding the specific time of events alongside the date. It makes much more sense that way. For me at least. I hope all of you enjoy this chapter as much as I have because I feel particularly proud of this being my favorite chapter so far. Danke.

Disclaimer: I do not own MLP or any of its respective characters. Also, a disclaimer for the disclaimer, I'll be adding another disclaimer in my ending author's note. So I guess it's a disclaimer for a disclaimer for another disclaimer? Eh, forget it just start reading.

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Chapter 30

Twilight's Realization

Sunday, October 11, 8:21am

A figure was buried under a white blanket as it laid motionless in its slumber. Then the alarm clock went off to resonate an incessant ringing which made the figure stir under the covers. A groan escaped from under it as a single arm reached out from under them to slam its palm on the clock, silencing it. The stirring figure groaned once more as it threw away the blanket and revealed itself to be Twilight Sparkle in her pale purple, buttoned up pajama shirt along with her matching pajama pants. She sat up on the edge of her bed and rubbed her face. Twilight felt horrible. After waking up from her "little nap" yesterday she was stressed beyond belief. She didn't even bother to have dinner when she came home and instead put on her jammies and immediately threw herself into bed. She was starting to regret not having dinner last night as evident by her gurgling stomach. But luckily she didn't half to go far to get breakfast.

Spike: "Hey, Twilight! Time for breakfast!"

Spike entered through her door already in his grey hoodie and dark green jeans. One hand was in his hoodie pouch while the other was holding a plate of two buttered, cherry pop-tarts fresh from the toaster. Twilight's eyes widened and sparkled at the sight of the delicious goods.

Twilight lets out a sigh of relief. "Thanks Spike, I was starving..."

Spike: "Actually these are-

Spike couldn't finish his sentence as Twilight was already up and snatched the plate of pop-tarts before returning to her bed, taking one, and scarffing it down.

Spike: "…mine…." Spike finished with an inaudible sigh.

Twilight looked up at her brother. "Oh, sorry. Want one?" Twilight offered as she handed Spike the other pop-tart. Spike shook his head and smiled before declining the offer and proceeding to close the door behind him. Pulling up a nearby chair to sit in, Spike watched as Twilight finished her pop-tarts off and licked off the rest of the crumbs from her fingers. After Twilight was done, however, she rested her elbows on her knees and her chin on her hands before releasing a long sigh.

Spike cleared his throat before speaking. "So what is it this time? You look like a wreck."

Twilight shot Spike a look before softening her expression. "…You know Sunset Shimmer, right?"

Spike furrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms. "Yeah, I remember her…she ripped up my holographic Charizard…"

Twilight: "Well she recently became the newest member of CCPW." Twilight informed.

Spike's attention was immediately grabbed. "What?! Why'd you let her in?!"

Twilight: "Because she's a different person now, Spike! She just got out of therapy and she isn't a bully anymore."

Spike raised an eyebrow in disbelief. He, like everyone else, saw what Sunset Shimmer had done and he was no fan of hers. He would have outright told Twilight he didn't believe her but…he trusted Twilight's judgment. He didn't question it.

Spike: "Okay? So…what's the problem?"

Twilight took her time explaining everything that had happened on the previous Saturday from Sunset Shimmer's not so warm welcome, to the main event, and to Rainbow Dash challenging Twilight to a match next week. Spike processed this information before finally speaking. Well, laughing to be more accurate.

Spike: "Hahahahaaa! You got knocked out AGAIN?! Seriously Twilight, what's with you and not staying conscious?!" Spike laughed much to Twilight's annoyance.

Twilight pinched her forehead. "Focus, Spike! That's not the problem! The problem is that Rainbow Dash is going to tear me limb from limb next Saturday! What did I do wrong?! I was only trying to help and now Rainbow Dash thinks I betrayed her! What's her problem?!" Twilight snapped.

Spike calmed himself down before putting on a straight face. "Then why did you blind tag RD if you were gonna win?"

Twilight sighed and stood up from her bed and went over to the large mirror on the desk next to the head of her bed. She then began brushing her hair while she spoke. "Because I figured Sunset Shimmer would have likely been able to kickout from that blow. When Rainbow Dash elbowed her chest I remembered that she hardly got any damage inflicted onto her chest which I figured wouldn't warrant Sunset Shimmer reacting with such a painful expression…I figured it was a rouse. A fake-out of some kind to lure Rainbow Dash into a trap. I thought I was doing the logical thing by tagging myself in…until Sunset Shimmer didn't get up…that's where I realized that I may have miscalculated."

Spike kept his arms crossed. "You SURE Sunset Shimmer didn't take any hits to her chest other than that? I mean a lot happens in a match."

Twilight continued to ponder this as she brushed her bangs down. After a moment of thought Twilight suddenly held still. Twilight stopped brushing her hair and gapped her mouth from her sudden epiphany. Now that she had time to think about it…Sunset Shimmer DID take a few shots to her chest earlier in the match. Like when she hit her chest on the turnbuckle after an attempted Stinger Splash. Or when Rainbow Dash stomped on her chest in a corner. She then started to think about her other matches she's had…

Twilight: "No…"

Spike: "Uh…wha-

Twilight: "Nononononononoononononono! It's my fault! It's ALL my fault!" Twilight freaked as she flung herself onto her bed and curled up into her blanket.

Spike worriedly went over to the cocooned Twilight before yanking the blanket off of her to find Twilight in a fetal position. "Twilight, calm down!"

Twilight shook her head as she felt the weight of every mistake she had made collapsing in on her at once. "I CAN'T CALM DOWN, Spike! I messed up BIG TIME! I was so busy plotting and planning every possible outcome of any situation that I've been overlooking the most obvious problems in that match! And it's been that way in ALL my matches! I was overconfident in my match with AJ! I thought I could predict Pinkie Pie's movements in our match but that backfired too!"

Spike: "Twilight."

"Then there's that match with Octavia where I thought that challenging her to a pins only match would give me the edge only to ignore the fact that Octavia still had the legal right to perform submissions! I kept thinking ahead of what's happening in front of me and I've been losing ever since then! I-I cannot believe I'm so STUPID! I'm the one that has all the answers and yet I don't have the mental capacity to point out obvious flaws in my logic!"

Spike: "Twilight!"

"But this time, THIS TIME I broke Rainbow Dash's pin because I didn't have enough faith in my friend that she could win! And she's the champion for Pete's sake! I'm a failure as a wrestler AND as a friend! I'm a failure I tell you! A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FAI-

Spike: "TWILIGHT!" Spike snapped.

Twilight immediately ceased her jabber. Twilight blinked and noticed that her eyes were stinging. Apparently she was crying and didn't realize it until she looked up and saw Spike with a worried expression on his face.

Spike tried to think of something to say but couldn't find anything. So he decided to go for broke. "Twilight…you're not a failure. As a wrestler OR as a friend. You hear me?"

Twilight sniffed and moved to the edge of the bed. Spike sat down next to her and put an arm around his sister. "Look…let's just go eat breakfast and then we'll train together for your match with Rainbow Dash."

Twilight: "Okay…"

Spike: "Hey, don't worry so much. Sure you made some mistakes but Rainbow Dash is still your friend. She'll come around."

Twilight smiled weakly and hugged her sibling. "Thanks Spike. You always know what to say."

Spike blushed and shrugged. "Yeah…well you know…"

Twilight stood up from her bed and put on her slippers. "Okay…I'm going to get some cereal. Two pop-tarts aren't really that satisfying for some reason. You should really get something for yourself too Spike. It's not healthy to skip breakfast." Twilight suggested before she walked out her door leaving Spike in shock at Twilight's obliviousness. Spike sighed and face-palmed himself.

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Spike's Question

Sunday, October 11, 12:24pm

Spike: "Uh…Twilight? Are you sure about this?"

Twilight: "Don't worry about it Spike. Everybody's gone so they won't hear me if I was to scream. But I doubt I will."

Spike: "But what if I break something? I mean I may not be as big as most guys but I'm still pretty big…"

Twilight: "I know we haven't tried anything like this before, but I know I can take it. I'm a big girl."

Spike: "*sigh* Well…okay. Get Ready Twilight."

Twilight: "Okay, I'm ready. Go ahead. Do it."

Spike: "Okay…one…two…THREE!"

Twilight: "OOOF!"

Twilight was laid out on the pink rug/mat and just successfully took a Splash from Spike. Twilight felt the weight of Spike's Splash hit her abdomen. It hurt but at least she was able to take it…albeit barely. Spike got off of Twilight as she held her stomach in pain.

Spike: "You alright?"

Twilight winced. "No sweat. Let's try it again."

Spike helped Twilight to her feet as they both got into their previous wrestling stances and began to circle each other around the middle of the pink rug/mat.

After breakfast earlier today everybody in their house left to do their daily routines leaving Spike and Twilight alone to practice/train. They were both barefoot as they usually were during their training sessions. Twilight was wearing her usual white tank top and her long, dark purple night pants while Spike was still wearing his dark green night shorts but traded in his hoodie for a grey muscle shirt. Spike much rather use his muscle shirt than his hoodie like last time due to the restriction in movement the hoodie jacket had. Also, he quite liked looking at his arms and body. Ever since Twilight and Spike began training he's been getting some pretty decent muscle tone. Not to say that he's buff, but his stomach has gotten pretty smooth and his arms a little more thick. And not only that, but this was fun. It would sound really weird if he said that he enjoyed wrestling with his sister out loud he admitted. However, that didn't stop him from enjoying his quality time with Twilight. He could see why Twilight liked this so much. In fact…

Twilight: "Alright Spike. Collar and elbow tie-up."

Spike nodded. "Right…hey, Twilight can I ask you something?"

Twilight: "After this drill."

Spike: "Alright…"

Twilight and Spike then positioned themselves into a collar and elbow tie-up. Despite Spike being three inches shorter than Twilight he still managed to keep her in the tie-up. Twilight and Spike then released each other as Twilight allowed Spike to dig the right side of his hp into the front of her waist while he wrapped his right arm around the back of her head. Spike then used all his strength to push Twilight's head forward and flip her onto her back for a Hip Toss. Twilight tucked her head in and took the blow rather than struggle as she would have landed on her neck instead. Spike jumped over Twilight and climbed onto one of the posts of her bed and positioned himself on it. Spike REALLY didn't like performing these kinds of moves on Twilight, but she's just too stubborn sometimes. Spike leapt off of the post and landed across Twilight's stomach for a high-risk Splash maneuver. Twilight let out another loud oof of pain as her body jerked up. They both laid there for a while as they caught their breath before Spike finally got to his knees.

Spike: "*huff* Okay…can I ask you something now?…"

Twilight: "Sure. *huff* Go for it."

Spike scratched the back of his head. "Do you think…I could join CCPW?" Spike asked hesitantly.

Twilight immediately sat up and looked at her brother as if he asked her if she was pregnant or something. "…Spike…I don't feel comfortable with you joining CCPW." Twilight finally said.

Spike frowned. "Why not?"

Twilight rubbed her temples. "Because you might get hurt Spike."

Spike raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean I'll get hurt?! I've been practicing with you ever since you even made Canterlot Carnage Pro Wrestling!" Spike argued.

Twilight: "Yeah, you have by performing moves on ME! Throughout our sessions I have NEVER performed a move on YOU!" Twilight retorted.

Spike: "Then why DON'T you?! I can take ANY move you can hit me with!"

Twilight crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows. "Oh really?"

Spike nodded. "Really."

Twilight stood up and looked down at Spike. "Then show me."

Spike scoffed and got to his feet. Without warning, Twilight kneed Spike in the gut. Not hard enough to cause him serious pain but enough to make him double over. Twilight then grabbed his head and tucked it in between her legs. Twilight then hooks both of her arms under Spike's arms before jumping up while tucking in her knees. Twilight then landed on her knees, forcing Spike's face into the soft, pink rug/mat for a Double Underhook Facebuster. Twilight released Spike's arms as he rolls onto his side and held his face in pain.

Twilight: "See?! I could pin you so easily right now!"

Spike: "That was a cheap shot!" Spike yelled through his hands.

Twilight nodded. "Yes it was. But you know as well as I do that it still hurts."

Spike sat up and was about to argue further but was interrupted by a sudden hug from Twilight.

Twilight: "Spike...I'm sorry, okay? I respect you a lot…but I just don't want to see my little brother get hurt. I don't know what I'd do with myself if you were to sustain a serious injury by accident. You understand…right?" Twilight pleaded.

Spike let Twilight's words sink in before sighing. "I guess…I just want to have fun with you guys…"

Twilight released him from her embrace and held his shoulders. "I know you do Spike, but anyway there are only girls in CCPW so far and I'm not sure how comfortable you would be wrestling a girl that's NOT your sister."

Spike nodded. "I guess that's true…"

Twilight: "I'm sorry Spike…but isn't it fun just hanging out with me?" Twilight offered with a smile.

Spike managed to crack a grin. "Yeah."

Twilight got up and helped Spike to his feet. "Well I think we should take a break. I'll just go make us some lunch. You want nachos?"

Spike lit up. "Oh boy, I love nachos!"

Twilight giggled. "Well okay then. Two orders of nachos coming right up!" Twilight cheered as she walked out of the bedroom leaving Spike alone. Spike knew where Twilight was coming from yet that still didn't stop him from letting out a long sigh of disappointment.

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Vinyl Scratch's Night Out

Monday, October 12, 8:25pm

The beams of the moon shined over the back streets of Canterlot. However, the stars didn't even twinkle as they were blocked out by the neon lights that decorated the streets. A good amount of people usually come by here to look around the shops and stores that were often open late to the public. One girl in particular was enjoying her stroll down the sidewalk while listening to her music via MP3 player. She usually took a walk down this street when she just wanted to chill. And it was also pretty cool that this street had plenty of music stores to hang out in, but there was one store on this street that had everything, from CD's to amplifiers. It was called Boomer's Box. It kind of sounded like ridiculous name for it until you see the building which actually was shaped like a large cube. It wasn't very well painted…if you could call whatever was on the outside of the building paint, but what it lacked in appearance it made up for in quality stuff.

Vinyl Scratch entered the store and surveyed the layout of the store. The inside of the store had a very plain atmosphere with its pure peach colored walls and several ceiling fans hanging from the…ceiling. But the ground was laid out with rows of CD's, DVD's, and other kinds of D's you couldn't get anywhere else in Canterlot. A lot of the stuff in here was pretty legit and surprisingly cheap for such good products. They have the left side of the room which was covered with multiple amps and speakers. A DJ's dream come true if you will. They even had a line of round tables in the back of the building for people who just wanted to hang. Vinyl Scratch walked along the CD stands and looked at all the top hits before a voice called for her.

?: "Yo, Vinyl!"

Vinyl Scratch turned around to see her friend, Neon Lights, waving her over. He was sitting over at one of the round tables sipping on a drink. Vinyl Scratch walked over to the table, exchanged a fist bump with Neon, and took a seat on the other side of the small table.

Vinyl: "Hey, man. How's it goin'?"

Neon Lights shrugged. "Eh. Could be better."

Neon Lights was semi-built guy only about two inches taller than Vinyl Scratch but seemed much taller with his large, spiky, dark grey hair. His dark grey sunglasses, which had similarly shaped lenses as Vinyl's but rounder, were pushed up onto his hair to reveal his moderate cerulean eyes. He was wearing his black collared, short-sleeved, shirt with his very white tie wrapped around his neck. His shirt was tucked into his dark blue jeans which reached down to his black sneakers. Neon was a pretty cool guy despite him sometimes having his weirdly awkward moments. She knew Neon for a while after she watched one of his YouTube videos that he makes on his off time. He was pretty good at making music videos despite having no professional training. But right now he's hoping to make a video and send it to a record company in hopes of getting connections. But for now he's sticking with being a youtuber.

Vinyl: "How's the video coming?"

Neon Lights sighed. "Man, it's taking a toll on me. My editor is sick, all my equipment is getting shot, and I'm in DESPERATE need of a decent CGI expert. And you know what else? The guy who I was supposed to talk to about using his music hasn't called back for days!

Vinyl: "Whoa…that's rough, dude. You can't find anyone else to help you?"

Neon: "Tried. They're all busy what with it being fall break this week. I probably should have seen that coming but…I guess that's the price for being a High School dropout, huh?" Neon lights sighed.

Vinyl Scratch nodded in understanding. "I feel you, bro. So what're you gonna do?"

Neon: "Well I guess I'm going to half to keep working my part-time job as a waiter to work up some cash while I wait for that guy to call me back."

Vinyl Scratch adjusted her seat. "Well if you need some equipment I still got some extra cameras and speakers you could borrow."

Neon Lights suddenly perked up. "You really mean it?!"

Vinyl Scratch chuckled. "Sure, man…"

Neon: "You're the best Vinyl! Here..." -gives Vinyl the rest of his drink- "…all yours!"

Vinyl Scratch smirked at this rather strange offering of paying her back. At first she was worried if there was any backwash in that drink…but she was like "screw it" and took the drink anyway.

Neon: "Hey…maybe you could help me set up some of my equipment this Saturday?! I can show you some of the footage we've been working on!" Neon Lights suggested excitedly.

Vinyl Scratch nearly choked on her drink. "U-Uh…s-sorry man. I'm gonna half to take a rain check on that."

Neon: "Aww, how come?"

Vinyl Scratch's eyes darted around behind her glasses as she tried to come up with a believable excuse. "Well, uh...I need to help Tavi with some of her music that day."

Neon Lights didn't seemed convinced. "But…she plays classical. Why would she need your help with that?"

Vinyl: "Yeah I know! I mean I need to…help her with a YouTube video she's making about…cellos?" Vinyl Scratch explained as she mentally cursed herself.

Neon looked surprised. "Really? I never knew she was into that…YouTube videos I mean."

Vinyl Scratch nodded vigorously. "Yeah! That's the only time we could get to work on it because we don't have anybody to help us with it until then so…sorry." Vinyl Scratch apologized with a shrug.

Neon Lights waved it off. "Oh no It's cool. I understand…"

Vinyl Scratch mentally sighed in relief and was about to give herself an imaginary pat on the back. Until…

Neon: "Hey…I know how I can pay you back! Since you and Octavia don't have anybody to help you, why not let ME direct your video?! I can use your equipment and we can get Octavia's video done in a SNAP!" Neon lights suggested with a snap of his fingers.

Vinyl Scratch's face drooped. She could have sworn she heard a sad trombone. "Uh…yes?"

Neon: "Cool! How's tomorrow?"

Vinyl: "Sure!" Vinyl Scratch blurted as she thought the following: "Why can't I shut up?!"

Neon Lights smiled and got up from his seat. "It's settled then. I'll see you around…two. Later Vinyl!" Neon Lights said as he got up from his seat and proceeded for the exit.

Vinyl Scratch forced a smile and wave. "Yeah…see ya…ugh…"

Vinyl Scratch banged her head on the table and buried it in her arms. Whelp…she really did it this time. And the worst part is that she already accepted his help. She couldn't just decline, he'd start asking more questions and lord knows she can't come up with that many excuses before Neon starts getting suspicious. Well…maybe Tavi won't mind? She'll probably love talking about cello's anyway. I mean if it's to preserve the secrecy of CCPW then she'll understand, right?

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Octavia's Going Viral

Tuesday, October 13, 2:17 pm

The apartment had an extravagant atmosphere with a small touch of humility in its design. The door to the apartment allowed you to enter into a kitchen fitted with a long, black marble counter, refrigerator, oven, microwave, and a tea boiler. However the decor of the apartment changed once you walked through the doorway into the living room. The room was small to begin with but it seemed even smaller with a cream Victorian couch placed against the wall along with the two sets of cream Victorian chairs, two large fern pots, and the light blue walls decorated with multiple paintings. The layout had an obviously classy feel to it…if you ignore the blue padded wrestling mat in the middle of the floor, Octavia in gray sweats and socks, and the blue wrestling dummy she's practicing with.

Ever since Octavia joined CCPW her uncle was generous enough to bestow upon her the mat and the dummy to practice with. In fact he pays for her rent, but he's always done that just because she was her favorite niece. Octavia was grateful for his support and his assistance in her now other off time hobby. The blue dummy, for example, was about as tall as herself and weighed up to 120 lbs. He said this will help her with practicing her moves such as *Ottava Slam* which he suggested to her. At first Octavia questioned why she needed a wrestling throw that clashed with her style of wrestling, but he insisted that a wrestler needs SOME variety in his/her moveset that makes them unpredictable. Octavia still wanted to question this but he was the veteran so she didn't have any ground to stand on in that debate. Today she was doing her afternoon practice session and laid out the mat in preparation for it. She would have found this to be rather risky considering anybody could have walked in on her at anytime, but nobody really comes to pay her a visit that often so she figured it was safe. Besides, she has the door locked so that eliminates any chance of a scenario like that from occurring.

Octavia stands the dummy up and uses her right arm to reach in between the dummy's legs and reaches over the dummy's right shoulder with her left arm. Octavia then flipped the dummy over in a position where the top of its legs were across the top of Octavia's right shoulder and the rest of its upper body was facing Octavia upside-down. Octavia then repositions her arms with her right arm now wrapped around the dummy's lower back and her right arm wrapped around the back of its neck. Octavia was about to connect her *Ottava Slam* when a voice cut through her concentration.

Neon: "Hey, Octavia I…"

Octavia froze. Octavia blinked before turning her head to see a dark grey haired boy holding a handheld camcorder with a bizarre look on his face as if he accidentally stumbled upon a drug deal. Vinyl Scratch looked like she was trying to put on a poker face but was noticeably silent as if she wasn't expecting this. All three of them stared at each other in a long and awkward silence.

Neon: "…is this part of the video?" Neon asked with a puzzled expression.

Octavia slowly laid the dummy down in a sitting position on the couch before turning to the two people in her apartment. Particularly Vinyl Scratch.

Octavia: "Vinyl…may I speak with you in private for a moment?" Octavia asked not keeping her eyes off Neon Lights.

Vinyl Scratch gulped. "Uh...sure, Tavi…"

Octavia and Vinyl Scratch left Neon Lights awkwardly adjusting his camcorder whilst Octavia and Vinyl Scratch exit the living room and went onto Octavia's room. Octavia's room didn't have much to it compared to the rest of the apartment. It was a small room with a simple white bed with a laptop on it, a mini stage with a chair and her cello resting against it, and desk filled with music sheets.

Octavia calmly closed the door behind her but didn't turn to face Vinyl Scratch. "Vinyl…who is that?"

Vinyl Scratched adjusted her glasses and scratched the back of her head. "That's my friend Neon Lights….he's here for the video shoot…"

Octavia still had her hand gripped on the handle and her forehead resting against the door. "Vinyl…what video?"

Vinyl Scratch took a deep breath before quickly explaining the events that transpired last night. "Neon wanted me to help him with his equipment this Saturday but I told him no and he asked why and I made up that I had to help you make a YouTube video on cellos and he asked if he could help but I couldn't say no because he'll ask more questions and I was running out of stories so I said yes and he asked me if we could do it tomorrow and I said yes without thinking and I had a spare key to your apartment but I forgot you practice in the afternoons and I'm sorry!"

Octavia finally turned around but didn't look Vinyl in the eye. She instead walked up to Vinyl Scratch, placed her hands on her shoulders, and exhaled deeply. "Vinyl Scratch…why? What have I done to deserve this torment from you?"

Vinyl: "Okay Octavia, I know you're ticked but I just need you to calm down-

Octavia: "CALM DOWN?! Why would I be calm at a time like this?! Do you not realize what you have done?! This is why I ask you to think about what you say before you say it, but it seems you just can't control yourself! YOU have had some ridiculous schemes in the past but this one is-

Vinyl Scratch put her hand over Octavia's mouth. "Shshshshshsssshhhhhh! Now's not the time for needless finger-pointing other Tavi-

Octavia pulled the hand from her mouth. "This is YOUR Fault!"

Vinyl Scratch clamped her hand over Octavia's mouth again. "WHATEVER! The point is if we don't do this video, Neon will get curious. And I know him; he's a VERY curious guy that has a habit of not minding his own business. He'll start to ask even more questions, we get busted, CCPW goes down the shit-hole, and we get the receiving end of everybody's boot!"

Octavia removed Vinyl Scratch's hand and sighed. "….Very well. What shall we do about this?"

Vinyl: "All you gotta do is just spew some random crap about cellos in the video, we post it on YouTube, and then that should be it."

Octavia sighed and rubbed her temples. "Agreed…but what is your brilliant plan on explaining the previous scene that just took place?"

Vinyl: "Don't worry, just go along with everything I say and we'll get through this."

Octavia frowned. "So be it…"

Vinyl Scratch moved around Octavia and grabbed the door handle. "Remember: Whatever I say just roll with it."

Vinyl Scratch told Octavia to get her bow and cello before they both left her room and reentered the living room to find Neon Lights waiting patiently for them to return.

Neon did some final adjustments with the camcorder. "Alright…so Octavia. What's with the sweats, the blue mat, and the dummy? Kinda looks like a wrestling mat."

Octavia's pupils shrunk but Vinyl Scratch stepped in with an arm around Octavia's shoulder and laughing. "Hahahahha! Wrestling?! Yeah right! Octavia can't wrestle her way out of a trash can! In fact she thought sweet chin music was a composition!" Vinyl Scratch laughed while Octavia growled lowly.

Neon Lights smirked. "Kay, but still…"

Vinyl Scratch jumped in again. "She's perfectly dressed for the part because this is a casual Tuesday. The mat and the dummy are just the props for the setup too. It's all part of the video, man." Vinyl Scratch assured with a wave of her hand.

Neon: "Well…alright. So wanna get started?" Neon Light asked as he set up the camcorder on the stand.

Vinyl: "Not yet. Gimmie a sec…"

Ten minutes later…

Vinyl Scratch set up two of the Victorian chairs in the middle of the blue mat. Through the camcorder's point of view Octavia was sitting in the left chair with her cello and bow in hand. In the other chair sat the blue dummy who now had a top hat and face drawn on it with magic marker. Neon Lights gave the okay signal for Octavia to start.

Octavia questioned her life before starting. "Hello ladies and Gentlemen I am Octavia. Today I am here with…ugh…Mr. Tight." Octavia said trying not to groan.

Vinyl Scratch, who was hiding behind the dummy, spoke for it in the best fake accent she could muster. "Ello! I'm Mista Tight! Are you going to teach me aboot cello's Miss Octavia?"

Octavia shuttered a bit. "Y-Yes I am Mr. Tight."

Vinyl Scratch gave the dummy some animation by moving it back and forth. "Smashing! You're my bestest fwiend in whole wide world! I love yoo fwiend!"

Octavia's eye twitched. "I…love you too?"

Vultarian01: "You don't want to see the rest of this. Trust me, it's ugly."

Thirty minutes later…

Neon: "Okay, Octavia we got it. I'll post this for you as soon as I get home okay?"

Octavia nodded as Neon Lights went out the door. As soon as the door clicked shut Octavia spun around to leer at Vinyl Scratch who was smiling for some reason. "Well…I hope you're satisfied with yourself! I'll look like a fool throughout the world!"

Vinyl Scratch tried to maintain her best cool face. "Chill Tavi…look on the bright side: You gave your general audience an important history lesson on the importance of the cello. Isn't that worth something?"

Octavia's expression softened. "I…suppose that's true. And…it was rather enjoyable I'll admit…"

Vinyl Scratch put her arm around Octavia. "Ya see? I told you things would work out."

Octavia smiled. "I suppose so. Could you do me a favor then?"

Vinyl Scratch raised her eyebrow. "Yeah?"

Octavia walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. Vinyl Scratch waited a while before Octavia came back in with a wet rag and handed it to Vinyl Scratch.

Vinyl took off her glasses and looked hard at the rag. "Uh…what is this?"

Octavia: "That's the rag you'll need to wash off the magic marker on my practice dummy." Octavia said bluntly.

Vinyl looked at Octavia. "What?! But magic marker takes HOURS to wash off! Why should I?!"

Octavia: "I'd say this is a soft enough punishment for putting the existence of CCPW in potential peril. OH! I'll also ask Neon Lights to put your name in the end credits as the voice actor for Mr. Tight if you don't. I put him on speed dial while you weren't looking." Octavia finished sweetly.

Vinyl Scratch's jaw dropped open much to Octavia's amusement.

Octavia patted Vinyl Scratch on the head. "I would get started. We don't want you're 'bad-girl' reputation to suddenly lose any credibility now do we?" Octavia chimed as she walked over to the couch, sprawled herself on it, and took out a remote to activate the DVD player. The sound of Mozart's 14th Salzburg-era symphony in A-major played through the small speakers much to Vinyl Scratch's agonizing dismay.

Octavia: "Oh, and would you also be so kind as to clean off the mat, wash the dishes, and dust the walls as well? Thank you." Octavia said before relaxing to the sweet sound of Mozart.

Vinyl Scratch grumbled as she picked up the dummy and began scrubbing down Octavia's practice dummy. And with Mozart banging at her ears she couldn't help but curse herself for this being the worst day to NOT bring her headphones.

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Lyra and Bon Bon's Dinner Date

Tuesday, October 13, 7:52 pm

Tonight was a beautiful night for a relaxing date. Not those kinds of dates that involve going out to eat or looking at the moonlight on the edge of a lake. No, this was a simple kind of date. As simple as they come. This was a dinner date.

Lyra and Bon Bon would naturally go on a simple date like this at least once a week and take turns hanging out at each other's house. This time it was Bon Bon's house. Her parents were out of town so they had the entire house to themselves. Bon Bon's house had a modest layout although you couldn't tell because almost all the lights in the house were off. All except the light in the dining room which dimly lit the oval table that Lyra and Bon Bon were dining on. Lyra and Bon Bon sitting across from each other on the ends of the oval table eating their plates of lasagna in silence.

Lyra put a forkful of Bon Bon's lasagna in her mouth and slowly chewed it; enjoying the flavor. After a swallow Lyra finally broke the silence.

Lyra: "Wow! I still can't believe how well you can cook! This lasagna is AMAZING!" Lyra exclaimed before taking in another forkful.

Bon Bon smiled bashfully. Bon Bon supposed she was a decent cook, but what Lyra should really give credit to is the cooking classes offered at CHS. Regardless, she still liked her food getting praise from Lyra. She wasn't just a candy maker. "Thanks Lyra. I made sure to let the lasagna sit for twenty minutes so it wouldn't fall apart. Nobody likes sloppy servings, you know?"

Lyra nodded. After taking another bite of the lasagna Lyra couldn't help but feel bad. Bon Bon's the one who does the cooking and slaving on these dates. Lyra wishes she could cook, but the last time Bon Bon tried to give her lessons she nearly burned the house down. How was she supposed to know you don't put a plastic bowl of fruit covered in aluminum foil in a microwave?! And Lyra even tried taking the same cooking classes Bon Bon enrolled in, but it ended up exploding in her face. Literally.

Lyra: "Hey, Bon Bon?"

Bon Bon looked up from her plate. "Yes?"

Lyra sighed. "Do you think…I'm a bad girlfriend?"

Bon Bon frowned. "Of course not, Lyra! Why would you say such a thing?!"

Lyra moved the lasagna around with her fork as she spoke. "Because…I don't feel that I do as much for you as I should."

Bon Bon: "Don't be ridiculous, Lyra. You take me out to places. Like how about Argo LeGrande?" Bon Bon reminded.

Lyra looked up at her best friend. "Yeah, but I had scrape and save all the money I got from doing chores around my house. You do know I don't have a job, right?"

Bon Bon: "Yes, but I know you're trying your hardest to look for one. You shouldn't worry so much about this, Ly Ly."

Lyra dropped her fork and stood up from her chair. "Well maybe I DO worry! I mean look at all you're doing for me right now. You spent all night cooking this lasagna while I do nothing to help you. And when you're not slaving over a meal you're taking me out for lunch at some café and paying."

Bon Bon sighed. "What, I'm not allowed to make my girlfriend a meal or pay for her food at lunch? I don't care about price as long as we're having fun together."

Lyra bit her lip before slowly sitting back down in her seat. "I know…you have the right to do that. I just feel so…bad about it. I feel like I'm taking advantage of your kindness." Lyra said with her head down.

Bon Bon sighed again before taking her chair, moving over next to Lyra, and sitting down. She then took Lyra's hands and put them in her own. "Lyra you're worrying too much. If you were taking advantage of me I would have noticed…but I know you wouldn't do that to me, right?"

Lyra nodded solemnly. "Yeah…I'm sorry Bonnie. I just want you to be happy is all..."

Bon Bon nodded. "But you already make me happy. Look, if you still feel bad how about you pay me back by helping me around the house and stuff?"

Lyra: "I still feel lazy…"

Bon Bon smiled slyly. "Hmm…I have an Idea…" Bon Bon suddenly got up from her chair to retrieve her plate and place it next to Lyra's plate before sitting back down. Lyra looked at her with puzzling curiosity.

Lyra: "Uh…"

Bon Bon: "Like you said, I've slaved over this meal. So I think it's only fair that you do your part and help me eat." Bon Bon giggled with a smile that drove Lyra crazy.

Lyra : "Dammit Bon Bon…why do you always half to know what to say!" Lyra shouted in her mind. In contrast to her external reaction which was a smile and a response of "It would be my pleasure." Lyra took Bon Bon's fork and stabbed the lasagna well so it wouldn't slip off. Lyra then lifted the lasagna with her free hand under the bottom so none would get on her. She then maneuvered the bite over to Bon Bon's open mouth and inserted it. Lyra watched as Bon Bon's lips covered the head of the fork before she slid her head back and scraped the fork clean of whatever food originally resided there. Bon Bon took her time chewing before finally swallowing. Bon Bon and Lyra couldn't help but giggle.

Lyra: "So…how was it?"

Bon Bon tapped her chin with a playful grin. "Mmmm...You're right. I am a pretty good cook." Bon Bon said to get a smile from Lyra. "I hope you don't mind. I saved a little just for you, Ly Ly." Bon Bon said in a rather seductive voice which drove Lyra insane.

Without a moment's hesitation Bon Bon began to lean in to Lyra's face. Lyra knew what was coming and already put the fork down and started leaning forward too. The distance between their faces began to shrink until their lips finally met for a soft kiss. Lyra and Bon Bon then opened their mouths further so their tongues could meet. Lyra and Bon Bon soon began to moan in ecstasy as their tongues danced with each other. As Lyra felt the embrace if her lover's lips she no longer felt sad or ashamed of herself. They often kiss each other so this wasn't anything new. However the effects they have always remain the same: A feeling of happiness, safety, and undying love. Lyra and Bon Bon don't kiss each other just for the sheer pleasure, but to also remind themselves that they're there for each other if the other is down or beaten by life. They see it as kind of a reminder that they always have each other's backs as well as each other's hearts.

Bon Bon and Lyra released their liplock on each other and took a moment to stare into each other's eyes.

Bon bon: "Do you feel better?"

Lyra smiled. "Yes."

Bon Bon embraced Lyra before continuing. "I'll always love you Lyra. You're my best friend and I know you'll do anything for me." Bon Bon comforted before realizing lyra from her hug.

Lyra nodded. "Yeah…I guess I just worry too much."

Bon Bon: "Hey? You know what we should do now?" Bon Bon purred.

Lyra didn't need to read her mind to know where she was going. "Way ahead of you."

Lyra and Bon Bon giggled as they grabbed their plates of lasagna and ran into the living room. They put their plates on the coffee table and jumped onto the couch. Lyra already had the remote in hand and turned on the TV. Bon Bon snuggled up to Lyra as she started to flip through the channels until it stopped on channel sixty-five.

BZZT! *"What time is it?!"*

Lyra and Bon Bon: "Aaaaaadventure Time!"

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Horrible Things I've Done

Wednesday, October 14, 12:36 pm

Fluttershy: "Uh…one vanilla bean crème frappuccino, please. The one that's decaffeinated. I-I mean if that's okay…"

The girl at the counter smiled. "Right away mam!" The girl said before going over to prepare Fluttershy's drink.

It was a cool afternoon at Starbucks as Fluttershy digged through her skirt pocket to come up with the money she was goin to pay the counter girl. Fluttershy wasn't much of a coffee drinker nor was she the type to go out to public places except for when she has to either go to school or buy some food for her critter friends. But Starbucks she will go to on Wednesdays when she feels her craving for a vanilla crème frappuccino starting to rake at her mind. She knew caffeine was bad for her, but that still didn't stop her from drinking the yummy decaffeinated one.

The counter girl came back and presented her with her order. "One vanilla bean crème frappuccino! I hope you have a great day!"

Fluttershy gave the girl the money before taking her drink with a soft "Thank you". Fluttershy took a drink of the Frappuccino and quivered in delight at its taste. Fluttershy then walked out of the small building and into the outside world once more. Starbucks was located on one of the corners of a four-way intersection with the other three corners having high buildings towering above it and eclipsing the sun, leaving only a bit of sunshine to beam down onto the patio. The patio outside Starbucks was built on a high ledge that outlined the inner sidewalk of the corner. It had a total of five round tables with red and white umbrellas above each one; all of which were surrounded by a short, black fence. Fluttershy looked around and saw that most of the tables were occupied by other customers. All of them except for a seemingly vacant table on the edge of the patio's corner. Fluttershy walked past the other tables and took a seat in one of the chairs before looking at the people moving along the pedestrian walk near one of the roads that's connected to the intersection.

?: "Hey, Fluttershy. What's up?"

Fluttershy jumped and nearly spilled her drink at the sudden sound of a female voice. Fluttershy turned around and was surprised/worried to find Sunset Shimmer sipping her drink on the other side of the table. She was looking over at her and giving her a friendly smile if not somewhat forced. Fluttershy gulped, but not because she was drinking her frappuccino.

Sunset Shimmer's smile shrunk slightly. "Surprised to find a Sunset during the afternoon, huh?" Sunset Shimmer joked with a half-hearted chuckle.

Fluttershy looked away. "Oh…hello Sunset Shimmer…" Fluttershy said in her usually shy way.

Sunset Shimmer saw that Fluttershy looked a little worried, not that she was expecting anything less, so she thought she'd start to lighten the mood a bit. "What's that you're drinking?"

Fluttershy didn't look up at Sunset Shimmer but instead looked over to her drink. "I-It's a vanilla bean crème frappuccino…"

Sunset: "That sounds pretty sweet. Decaffeinated right?"

Fluttershy's eyes widened as she finally turned to look at Sunset Shimmer's face. "How did you…"

Sunset Shimmer shrugged. "An educated guess. You don't seem like the type that likes to run on coffee twenty-four/seven. I'm not into coffee either..." -holds up her drink- "…like this is a mocha crème frappuccino with java chips. It's decaffeinated but it's still pretty good."

Fluttershy looked at her drink. "…really? How does it taste?"

Sunset Shimmer slid the beverage to her. "Tasty. Wanna try?"

Fluttershy looked at the drink and at Sunset Shimmer. Fluttershy saw that Sunset had an earnest face and was really willing to let her try it. Slowly but surely Fluttershy took the drink and held it up to her lips. She then began to drink it and found herself smiling at the sweet taste that enveloped her taste buds. The mocha crème tasted really nice with its smooth texture and the few bits of java chips that were sucked up with it just made her mouth tingle. Sunset Shimmer grinned at how much Fluttershy was enjoying it. Fluttershy put down the drink and gave it back to her.

Fluttershy: "It tastes wonderful!" Fluttershy said with a more sincere smile. It definitely tamed her worries at least.

Sunset Shimmer winked. "Yeah it is. You should try it sometime."

Fluttershy giggled. "I guess I will. If I don't get full on vanilla that is.

Both Fluttershy and Sunset Shimmer started giggling which caused a few heads to turn. But eventually their merriment soon faded into an awkward silence. Sunset Shimmer's smile morphed into a sad frown as she gazed at the crème in her drink.

Sunset: "Heh…funny. I never thought I would be laughing with you like this. Especially after…"

Fluttershy frowned and looked at the ground with unease.

Sunset Shimmer shook her head. "Sorry. I didn't need to bring that up…"

Fluttershy didn't turn to face her. "I-It's fine…I kinda gotten over that…"

Sunset Shimmer sighed deeply. "Lucky you. Unfortunately I can't run away from those things that I did once upon a time. I wish I could forgive myself…but I can't…especially things like what I did to you that day…"

Sunset Shimmer and Fluttershy stared into their frappuccinos and tried to suppress those horrible memories…but to no avail as they immediately came flooding back…

*Flashback: Sometime Last Year*

It was lunch time at Canterlot High School and most of the student body was dining in the cafeteria and chatting with friends. Fluttershy's friends were also at the cafeteria talking about things such as classes and what's going on in their personal lives. Fluttershy, however, wasn't going to be seeing much of them today. Instead she was walking down the empty hallway heading for her Environmental Science teacher's classroom with her tray of spaghetti, celery, and skim milk. A girl in her Environmental Science class had just recently asked Fluttershy for some tutoring since she was on the verge of failing the class. Fluttershy was a little hesitant at first but soon changed her mind after the girl praised her for having the highest grade in the class and much more begging. Fluttershy didn't want to disappoint anybody so she accepted and would come help her during lunch.

Fluttershy walked along the edge of the barren hallway keeping her tray perfectly balanced in front of her. She picked up her pace a little bit so she wouldn't disappoint that girl if she was to be late. However, it turns out she would be very late as she was about to round the corner only to run into a person walking in the same direction. As soon as Fluttershy rammed into that person she closed her eyes and flinched. She heard a scream of surprise directly in front of her followed by a clang on the floor. Fluttershy slowly opened her eyes to apologize whoever she bumped into only to find her heart jump into her throat at the scene in front of her.

She opened her eyes to see Sunset Shimmer looking down at her leather jacket in shock as it was splattered with Fluttershy's lunch.

Sunset Shimmer slowly raised her head and shot a glare at would instantaneously petrify the trembling Fluttershy. Fluttershy knew what was coming and was about to scream at the top of her lungs for help. Unfortunately Sunset Shimmer's hand clamped over her mouth not letting Fluttershy release so much as a squee. Fluttershy continued to tremble in fear as Sunset Shimmer put on a sweet crocodile smile just in case anybody was to see them.

Sunset: "Let's take this business elsewhere, shall we?"

Sunset Shimmer, still keeping her hand over Fluttershy's mouth, maneuvered her down to the middle of the hall to the girl's restroom door. She used her free hand to slowly open it and maneuver Fluttershy inside. After closing the door behind her she growled and threw Fluttershy against the wall on the other side of the small bathroom where she fell into a sitting position. Sunset Shimmer marched over to Fluttershy and knelt down before using her right hand to grab a hold of her shirt.

Sunset Shimmer started off with an angry whisper. "Do you…realize how much…this jacket cost me?" she said using her free hand to tug at her jacket collar.

Fluttershy shook with fear. "I-I…d-d-

Sunset Shimmer scowled fully showing the rage in her eyes. "This jacket cost me $200! Do you know how long I had to wait for this?!"

Fluttershy could feel tears starting to form. "I-I-

Sunset: "I had to put this on hold for seventeen freakin' weeks ahead of time! THIS! This is imported leather! Do you not realize how much you cost me by ruining this jacket?! This was my favorite jacket and you just messed it up!" Sunset Shimmer snarled.

Fluttershy felt tears streamed down her face. "I-I didn't mean t-to! I'm sorry-

Sunset Shimmer slapped Fluttershy across the face. "You're SORRY?! You think saying sorry is going to fix my jacket?! Huh you little MUT?!"

Fluttershy's tears were now emphasized by her silent sobs. "P-Please…I…"

Sunset Shimmer's scowl turned into a look of disgust like when a teacher is disappointed in her student and has to punish them. Sunset Shimmer wiped off a handful of spaghetti that was still on her jacket and took a good long look at it before looking back at Fluttershy. Without warning Sunset Shimmer stood up and threw the spaghetti on the floor.

Sunset: "Eat it." Sunset Shimmer ordered.

Fluttershy sobbed and shook her head. "N-no. I'm sorry-

Sunset Shimmer grabbed Fluttershy by her hair and threw her down onto the floor with her face facing down on the spaghetti splatter. Fluttershy tried to get up but Sunset Shimmer grabbed Fluttershy's left arm and bent it behind her back to get a scream of pain from Fluttershy.

Sunset: "I said EAT IT MUT!" Sunset Shimmer snapped.

Fluttershy tried her best to get away but Sunset Shimmer had her held down and continued to bend Fluttershy's arm backwards. Sunset Shimmer then pushed Fluttershy's face down until it was an inch away from her nose.

Sunset: "Lick it up! And no screaming!" Sunset Shimmer snapped again as she yanked Fluttershy's arm behind her to send a piercing pain through her shoulder.

Fluttershy's tears dropped down into the splattered Italian food. Fluttershy began to lick up the spaghetti against her will. Every lick she took she could feel the dirt and stains that were covered on the germ-filled floor which made her want to puke. Fluttershy continued to lap at the ground until she heard the bathroom door open and heard a voice.

?: "Hey Fluttershy I saw your tray on the floor outside so I decided to check up on…"

Fluttershy could feel Sunset Shimmer's grip on Fluttershy hair loosen allowing her to look up and see the girl she was supposed to be tutoring in the door way with a shocked expression on her face.

Sunset Shimmer glared at the girl as a warning for her to leave. The girl looked down to see a beaten Fluttershy whose eyes were red from her tears. Fluttershy stared into the girl's eyes and mentally pleaded from her to free her from this torture and help her get away.

However, the girl's expression seemed to have softened into that of shame. And, without a word or even a passing glance…she left. She never even looked back as she walked out of the restroom and shut the door behind her as if nothing had even happened. It was at this moment that Fluttershy let out all her tears and began to cry loudly. The girl that begged her for help and who received it had just abandoned Fluttershy to the mercy of Sunset Shimmer.

Sunset Shimmer smacked the back of Fluttershy's head. "Shut up!" She snapped as she maneuvered Fluttershy back up to her feet. "You must be thirsty after that lunch. Let me get you something to DRINK!" Sunset said as she yanked Fluttershy over to one of the bathroom stalls before kicking it open with her boot. Sunset Shimmer then pushed Fluttershy into the corner of the stall next to the toilet.

Sunset Shimmer then turned Fluttershy around until she was facing the corner. "Don't move…or else!"

Fluttershy dared not to move but continued to weep quietly. She couldn't see what Sunset Shimmer was doing but she could hear. Her ears picked up the sound of the toilet seat being picked up followed by the sound of a skirt being pulled down. Next she could hear the sound of running water echoing against the bowl of a toilet. Fluttershy then waited for the sound of the toilet being flushed…but it never came. What instead came was the hand of Sunset Shimmer grabbing her hair again and yanking it back. Fluttershy was then forced to face the toilet. The inside of the toilet had a yellow coloring which came from Sunset Shimmer's urine.

Sunset Shimmer put her mouth to Fluttershy's ear. "I want you…to drink what I made you…"

Fluttershy started freaking out and began crying loudly. "NO! NO! PLEASE! I'M SORRY! I'LL PAY YOU BACK!"

Sunset: "WRONG ANSWER BITCH!"

Sunset Shimmer folded Fluttershy's hair in front of her face before kicking her in the gut to make her fall on her knees. Sunset Shimmer then slammed the front of Fluttershy's head into the toilet. Fluttershy tried to get up but was forced down by Sunset Shimmer placing her boot on the back of her head. Fluttershy flailed her arms in an attempt to get free but Sunset Shimmer was just too strong.

Sunset Shimmer smirked. "Don't fight it. You'll just make your punishment worse."

Fluttershy began to sob loudly again. She could feel the stench of the acidic liquid stab her eyes to make them sting even more. Fluttershy soon couldn't withstand the horrible stench any longer and began to vomit into the urine. Now with the stench of urine mixed in with the rotten smell of her puke, Fluttershy only kept bawled harder and began coughing up. Eventually the mixing odors that filled the small space in the toilet began to suffocate her as she began to gasp for air while crying her eyes out.

Sunset Shimmer yanked Fluttershy's head out of the toilet before she could suffocate. The ends of Fluttershy's hair were dripping with Sunset Shimmer's urine along with Fluttershy's own vomit. The edges of Fluttershy's mouth dripped with the leftover puke that streamed down. Fluttershy's eyes were a deep red as dark tears streamed down her face. Fluttershy's face was a pathetic mess that only looked worse as she wailed.

Sunset Shimmer smirked. "You didn't like it? Awww…and I made it special too…" Sunset Shimmer mocked at the crying girl.

Fluttershy: "*hic* I…I-I *hic* sorryyyyyy….!" Fluttershy cried out.

Sunset Shimmer's smirk never left her face. "You ARE sorry. The sorriest piece of trash I have ever seen."

Sunset Shimmer released Fluttershy's hair and let her fall to her side and curl up into a quivering, sniveling, ball. Sunset Shimmer went over to one of the restroom sinks and washed her hands before turning back to Fluttershy who was has since stopped crying and now blubbers and hiccups in a ball.

Sunset Shimmer took one last look at Fluttershy. "I'll be expecting the money that you'll pay back for ruining my jacket by the end of the week. I know you can't work for cash with you always on your back so I suggest borrowing from your mommy…oh wait, I forgot. You don't have a mommy…" Sunset Shimmer said with sickening pleasure.

And with That Sunset Shimmer left the restroom as Fluttershy stayed in her fetal position; blubbering and repeating "I'm sorry" over, and over, and over…

*Flashback Ends*

Fluttershy gazed down into her drink and shuttered at one of the worst memories of her life. She couldn't talk for weeks after that. And whoever a sound did escape her voice it was usually the sounds of her crying as she wakes up from the nightmares revolving that horrible experience. She eventually got over the ordeal…but still could hear herself cry. In fact it sounded surprisingly clear in her head. Wait…was that her mind she was hearing?

Fluttershy slowly looked over at Sunset Shimmer's drink and noticed water droplets falling and mixing into its cream. Fluttershy thought of it as odd considering the table was covered by an umbrella. But as soon as Fluttershy's eyes climbed upwards she could see that these droplets were not coming from a rain cloud but Sunset Shimmer's eyes.

Fluttershy: "Sunset…"

Sunset Shimmer's face was scrunched up into pure and agonizing sorrow as tears began streaming down her face along with some snot hanging out her nose. Sunset Shimmer's face looked like a mess that only looked worse as she began to blubber. "I-I *hic* I'm so s-sorry…Flu-uttersh-shy *hic*…"

Fluttershy: "Sunset…I…"

Sunset: "I'M SOOOOOOOOORRRYYYYYY! EEEEEEEEEYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAA!" Sunset Shimmer suddenly burst into wild tears as she knocked off her cup and covered her face with her hands. Everybody looked over at her with concern but never noticed as she began to break down.

Fluttershy, without hesitation, jumped from her seat and ran over to Sunset Shimmer to check on her. Sunset Shimmer looked up to see her and constricted her into a hug where she buried her face into Fluttershy's chest.

Sunset: "I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!" Sunset Shimmer began to repeat as she dug her face and wailed into Fluttershy's yellow sweater.

Fluttershy immediately felt tears stream down her face as well. She returned the embrace and patted her back. Whispering softly.

Fluttershy: "Shhshshshsh…It's okay…It's okay…"

Sunset: "*hic* I'm sorry! *hic* I'M SORRY!..."

More people looked over at the two crying girls, but none of them went over to ask if they were okay. They couldn't understand why they were acting the way they were, but they also couldn't help but wonder where they've seen this before. Regardless, they just continued to watch as the two women both got onto their knees and kept themselves in each other's arms; the shorter girl hugging and comforting the taller girl who just kept blubbering and repeating "I'm sorry" over, and over, and over…

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Disclaimer: I do not own Starbucks, YouTube, or Adventure Time. PLEASE DO NOT SUE ME!

You know? I think the can be summed up like this:

A person slapping you across the face, the person apologizing to you, the person giving you a cookie to make you feel better, the person then breaking the cookie at the last second, and finally the person kicking you in the nuts.

At least that's what I got from it. And that ending. Oh man. Wouldn't it just be awkward if the first match of the next show was to be Fluttershy vs Sunset Shimmer?! Man, that would be mean... :3

Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter and it may be a while before I post another one, but don't worry I'll make time. So, until next chapter. Arevoir.