As they made their way to school, it became increasingly obvious to Silver Spoon that something wasn’t right in the world of Diamond Tiara. Diamond was looking around a lot, not ranting to her about anything, and generally seemed to be trying to avoid her only friend. She couldn’t speak unless spoken to and she wasn’t going to, but something was clearly wrong.

As the Cutie Mark Crusaders loitered by their lockers between classes, Scootaloo suddenly thought of something really important she meant to ask.

“So did you do it?”

“Yeah, Ah made the apple—”

“No, not your cooking progress I don’t give a shit about, the rape.”

“Oh. Wait, you don’t give a shit about mah cookin’ progress?”

“I really don’t.”

She managed not to cry. “But yeah, Ah raped ‘er.”

“You feel like you got your revenge?”

“Yep. Hasn’t trahed to pull anything on me today, so that’s good. Obviously it hasn’t even been a single day yet, but Ah don’t think she’ll regress ta—”

“Did you say ‘regress’?”

“What, Ah can’t say somethin’ multisyllabic just ‘cause Ah’m Apple Bloom?”

“Yeah. That sounded really weird.”

As they were walking back home, Silver Spoon couldn’t take it anymore, and if she didn’t say something, she would have to take it for at least another day.

“Diamond? Be honest with me, what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing, I’m being dramatic.”

“I can tell something’s wrong.”

“Well....” She stopped and looked around. “Do you see anypony?”

Silver Spoon took her own quick look around and shook her head.

“Okay, but you won’t believe me.”

“You wouldn’t lie to me.”

“Well....” She “hugged” Silver Spoon as well as a standing quadruped could. “Apple Bloom raped me.”

“What?”

“Apple Bloom raped me to get back at me—to get back at me for....” She failed not to cry. “You know. Everything at school.”

“I can’t... I’m so sorry.”

She put a leg behind Diamond’s neck, completing the hug. They held the hug for a minute, during which another foal walked past and considered making fun of their emotions but didn’t, then broke it to talk.

“I don’t know what I should say,” Silver Spoon said, proving she did know.

“Well, I don’t want to talk about it. It’s just obviously something you should know.”

“Could Zecora help with the trauma?”

“Probably, but it’s dangerous, and who’s going to take us there? Nopony I know knows how to get there safely, teleportation or otherwise.”

“I don’t know anypony either. I just thought it was worth asking.”

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