So after panicking over that whole simcard in a stolen phone issue for nearly two hours before her father came home last night, Twilight eventually managed to calm herself down. Her mother wasn’t working today and the two of them were going to go into the school and speak with Principal Celestia together. She could easily speak with her about the phone without her mother finding out. After all, she knew exactly who’d stolen it and if what Gilda had said was any indication, she most likely still had it.

Now, that being said, her mother was a writer and she didn’t have work today, she’d been up since 5am clacking away at her typewriter for the past three hours managing to get more out in that time than she had in the last two months. And as such Twilight didn’t expect her to stop for a good few hours yet. So after breakfast and seeing her father off, Twilight was planning on going right back to bed.

Ding dong!~

Who the hell is ringing at my door at this time of morning? Bet it’s those Helixian Witnesses again…

She dragged herself out of her bed because she knew full well her mother wasn’t going to answer the door. It was only about 8 and Twilight had just gotten to that point where you’re on the border of sleep and awake. She made her way down the stairs, somehow managing to avoid tripping over Spike as she went down them, and made it to the door. Calling out as the doorbell rang again “Who is it?”

“I’ll give you three guesses.” came Silverspoon’s voice.

“Sil?” Twilight asked as she opened the door.

“Right on the fir… nice pyjamas." she answered with a mild laugh. Twilight slammed the door shut. Her cheeks instantly turning red like roses as she put her back against the door and spread her arms across it, as if holding it closed would reverse what had just happened. With a small laugh Sil called “Oh come on, at least it wasn’t a nightgown or something.” through the door.

“What was that?” came Velvet’s voice. Great… not only had her friend seen her in her raggedy old PJs but she’d interrupted her mother’s writing too. She likely wouldn’t be able to pick it back up again for days at the least, if not weeks.

“It’s fine mom, just someone at the door.” she called back into the house.

“Are you going to let ‘just someone’ in or what?” came Diamond Tiara’s clearly annoyed voice. She said as she came up and leant against the door, tilting her head toward it to speak through. Unbeknownst to Twilight, of course. “We came all this way just to pick you up for school and you’re not even ready yet? What happened to leaving at <go back and check what time Brad said he left> huh?”

“Uh, sure. Just… just give me a second alright?” she said as she began to edge herself away from the door. She made it half way up the stairs before she called out “The door’s open, you can come in now.” expecting a huff from Die at the manner of the invite. She was fully upstairs by the time the door opened and made sure only her head was visible to them when she told them “I’ll be back down in a moment. Just make yourselves at home until I get back, okay?” before disappearing into her room.

She scolded herself for answering the door in her panamas ‘stupid stupid stupid’ as she quickly donned some more appropriate clothes and most importantly: a bra, waking Spike in the process. He had to be half cat; he slept at least twelve hours or more a day. After she got dressed and primp and proper she hurriedly made her way back downstairs. The two girls were sitting on either end of the couch holding a can of drink each. Her mother was seated beside the couch in her usual chair.

“So this is Silverspoon?” Velvet asked as she approached. “It’s lovely to meet her. You didn’t tell me they were coming over this morning.” Twilight came and stood beside her mother’s seat and briefly got a glimpse of Die’s nonplussed face at not being mentioned.

Sil finished taking a sip of her drink, holding in a very Japaneighs manner with one hand holding the bottom and the other its side. “I’m sorry to have imposed on you Misses Twilight.” she said in her most respectful tone. “I tried to call but…” she stopped there seeing Twilight raise her pointed palm towards her neck and quickly waved it in a cutting ‘ixnay’ motion. “... we, I, only thought about it about ten minutes ago that if we dropped Twilight off here yesterday then she wouldn’t be able to drive herself to school today.”

“That’s quite alright, and quite thoughtful too. But I’m afraid Twilight wasn't planning on going to school today.”

“See, I told you we didn’t need to come here.” Die spoke up for the first time since the short conversation the three had had introducing themselves when Twilight was up stairs.

Sil had faced her when she spoken but chose to ignore her friend's comment, instead turning back to Twilight and asking “Why not?”

“Why do you think?” Twilight simply replied.

“Right…” Sil returned.

“Pardon me but, was everything my daughter said true? It’s not that I don’t believe her… but…”

“Well, I don’t know what she told you. But yes.” Sil answered rather cheerfully. In fairness, to Twilight it was traumatic, to Silverspoon it was kinda awsum. “Weird huh?”

“It’s fine mom.” said Twilight. “You can get back to your writing. I’ll get a lift to school with them, talk to Principal Celestia, and drive home this afternoon.” she told her mother but with a clear lack of enthusiasm in her voice.

Velvet stood up a bit and pulled Twilight in to speak privately. “Are you sure about this dear? You don’t have to go with them just because they came here.” she told her daughter, weary that she may have only been accepting their offer because it had been offered to her and not because Twilight actually wanted to go.

“Thanks mom but, I may have overemphasised on Monday last night.” she said with a slight smile. “Tuesday was a little weir-”

“AAARRGGGHHHH!!!!~” Sil let out a super high pitched squeal, a tone that surely sent Pinkie’s ears twitching somewhere miles away. Both Twilights quickly turned back to see “Get it off me!” Silverspoon laying on her back on the couch with Spike standing… nope, now sitting on top of her. Now licking her face… that was his spot on the couch.

“Wow… I’ve never seen Spike like anyone but Twilight before…” Velvet muttered as Twilight laughed in her denial of Spike's monstrosity and still seeing him as a cute little puppy as Die scampered away over the arm of the couch hiding behind it. All the while Sil continued to scream, slowly turning into tickling laughter and slight disgust as she hap hazardously fought him off.

Eventually Twilight stepped in and stepped up to Spike, lifting his massive frame off of Sil with ease. “That’s enough boy. This is my friend Sil, play nice with her.” to the amazement of Die seeing this just-above-petite girl lift that beast into the air. Sil just groaned as she rolled onto her side and wiped her very slobbery face. Pulling her hand away, she found it absolutely covered in drool and quickly grabbed a throw pillow to wipe herself with.

“Look.” Diamond Tiara interjected as she stood up from her hiding spot. “No offence. But are you coming or not? We’re going to be late as it is. ESPECIALLY if traffic is as bad as you say it is this time of day.” she placed her drink down on the table, most likely intentionally missing the coster. “Randolph has been sitting out in that car for ten minutes now just waiting.” she may not have gone about in the most tactful of ways but believe it or not this was her trying to be nice to him. That, and to get away from Spike.

Like in all animes, people take random signs such as Spike liking Twilight’s new friend Silverspoon for the first time as a good omen, Velvet told Twilight “Go on.” she said as she smiled at her daughter. “I’ll be by the phone if you need me for anything. But I get the feeling you won’t. You two, take good care of my daughter today would you kindly?” she said looking past Twilight towards the younger girls.

“Mom…” Twilight said in both an annoyed groan and appreciative words. Velvet leant down and gave her daughter a peck on the cheek. Twilight honestly couldn’t tell if she was being intentionally motherly-embarrassed or if it was just a by-product of having a great mom. “Thanks again Mom. I’ll make sure to bring the car home today.” Twilight said with a laugh. She worried about her unpacked bag for a moment, then quickly remembered she’d stashed it in its entirety in her locker yesterday.

Without anything else to worry about she left with her friends, closing the door behind her. Velvet heard a few words about seating in the form of the word ‘shotgun’ and smiled. Sure, she would be worried for the rest of the day, any mother would be, but at heart she knew Twilight would be fine. Though she knew it would likely be pointless, she sat back down in front of her typewriter and tried to pick up where she’d left off. Then, suddenly, it came to her!

“Twilight didn’t take the paperwork with her…”

Author's Notes:

<go back and check what time Brad said he left> I can't remember what he said...

Everything thing said about Velvet's writing is subtle fourth wall pokes.
And on that note, I haven't actually written anything in about 4 months and wrote this in either December or early January.
Which sadly means that this story is going from temporary hiatus to indefinite hiatus. Soz...
I have a written plan for everything up to Monday [which is the end of the story] but I've had no drive to actually write it unfortunately.

Have this instead.

~Deleted scene
“Thanks mom but, I may have over emphasis on Monday last night.” she said with a slight smile. “Tuesday was a little weird and Wednesday was kinda strange too but by Thursday it had all settled down.”

“Really?” Diamond Tiara interjected. “Because I thought yesterday you were so messed up that Sil and I had to take you home because you were crying so heavily we didn’t think you could drive.” she stated.

“Die!” Silverspoon called out.

“What? It’s true isn’t it?” she replied. She wasn’t exactly being tactful about it but believe it or not this was her way of being nice. She knew Twilight hated the place, hell anyone could tell that was the case. And yet for some reason Twilight was adamant about continuing to go back there. As if some all-powerful, let’s call it a ‘writer’, was forcing her to do so against her will.

“Th-that was different.” Twilight tried to defend herself.

“How so?” both Die and Velvet asked at the same time.

“Well, that… that had nothing to do with the school and what happened last year. The jerk was just… a jerk! She didn’t know me or other me. It just... it could’ve happened at any school.” it was actually a pretty good answer. A horrible situation that shouldn’t have been defended at all but she was right about it having nothing to do with the main reason she was leaving there. But going back there… this is far too meta. - end.