Diamond Tiara kicked her left leg forward. She then kicked her right leg forward. Then just to mix things up she kicked them both forward together.

She was bored. So bored. So very, very bored. She hated being sat by Fluttershy, because there was never anything to do. No toys, no games, no play areas, no swimming pool…

Diamond looked at the book sitting to her side and shrugged. Fluttershy’s book were all the big kind with bland covers and no pictures inside, but at that point, Diamond Tiara was just so utterly, unbelievably bored. She opened the book and grimaced at the small font inside. She began reading.

Juliett was a strong mare with big dreams. A life of hardships and never-ending suffering was never enough to bring her down, not even-

Diamond’s eyes started to slowly close. This book wasn’t working. She jumped as her brain yelled at the filly to stay awake. She skimmed across the page and then sighed, closing the book and placing it down.

“B. O. R. I. N. G. Borrrrrrrring.” Diamond Tiara fell onto her back and lay there silently for several seconds, thinking about the book that she had barely read. There was a word that she didn’t understand, a word that had popped up one or two times that she had never seen before.

Deciding that it might be sufficient to kill a couple of minutes, Diamond Tiara jumped off of the couch and left the cottage in search of the one sitting her. She found Fluttershy tending to her garden outside and approached her, taking care to watch her step as she neared the filthy garden area with muddy animals playing around.

“Hey!” Diamond Tiara shouted.

Fluttershy jumped at the sound of the filly’s voice and turned around with a smile. “Oh, Diamond Tiara. Is there something wrong?”

“I read that book inside your cottage and-”

“M-My book?” Fluttershy asked, her skin turning pale as she remembered that there was only one book she had left sitting out lately.

“Yeah, but only a couple of words,” Diamond said, bringing a relieved look to the mare’s face. “There’s a word in it I don’t understand.”

Fluttershy nodded and approached the filly. “Well I’ll certainly be happy to explain it, but that book is a little… advanced for your age. If you’d like, I could go to the library and ask Twilight if she has some books more suited for you?”

Diamond’s brain froze. That was an option? And she had instead been sitting around the house doing absolutely nothing for what seemed like hours?! “Yeah, that book was boring anyway.”

“Well then, I just need to finish watering my tulips and then we can walk down to the library together,” Fluttershy said walking back to her flowers and picking up her watering can with her wing. “So what word didn’t you understand?”

“‘Rape’.” Fluttershy froze on the spot. “Isn’t that, like, too much water?”

Fluttershy noticed that her plant was being crushed by the water and quickly moved the can to the next tulip in the line. “S-Sorry,” she apologised. “Um, Diamond, about that word…”

“What does it mean? It said that the main character was ‘raped’, but I don’t get what ‘rape’ is.”

“It’s, uh…” Fluttershy sweated heavily as she struggled for something that she could tell the filly to satisfy her curiosity without going into the uncomfortable talk that she herself had never had with her own parents to begin with. “Well, it’s something… really bad,” she said.

“How bad?” Diamond asked.

“Um… do you know about… the ‘birds and the bees’?”

“Uh, yeah? They’re like, everywhere,” Diamond said. “What’s that got to do with rape?”

Fluttershy could tell that what Diamond was thinking about differed from her own thoughts. “Uh, nothing. Rape is… it’s something that you shouldn’t do, because it…”

“Something I shouldn’t do?” Diamond asked. “Like entering Daddy’s vault without permission?”

“Uh, not exactly… It’s something that you do to others that they may not be entirely happy with… Something that they don’t exactly want you to do…”

Diamond put a hoof to her chin. “Like a prank, or something?”

Fluttershy cursed herself mentally as she slowly nodded. “B-But on a much, much larger scale. It can… hurt…”

“So a step up from a prank…” Diamond gasped as she realised what Fluttershy’s earlier question was about. “I see. So when a bee stings you, that’s something you don’t want it to do and it hurts, so it’s ‘raping’ you,” Diamond muttered.

Fluttershy wasn’t sure if the filly understood her or not. An idea passed through her mind. “Say, Diamond, how about if, on the way back, we stop by Bon Bon’s candy shop and you can pick out whatever you want.”

Diamond’s eyes lit up immediately. “Really?!”

“But only one item,” Fluttershy quickly amended. “And only if you’re on your best behaviour.” ‘And then if you’re still curious about rape by the time your dad picks you up, you can ask him.’

“Well of course, Auntie Fluttershy,” Diamond said in her sweetest tone and with her most angelic smile. After waiting for Fluttershy to finish up and wash her hooves, the two walked off together towards the town. ‘So rape is like a prank but on a higher level. I wonder if that’s how grown-ups prank each other? Hmmm…’

The following day, Diamond Tiara had decided to share her new-found knowledge with her best friend Silver Spoon. Together, the two decided to give this whole ‘rape’ thing a try, starting with their three favourite targets: Apple Bloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle.

The scheme was simple in its nature. The three fillies always sat at the same bench during lunchtime at school, and that same bench today was rigged with three little tacks that, when sat upon, would cause a sharp pain to pass through their bottoms. The fillies would jump up in pain and the prank would be successful.

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon hid in the nearby bushes as their three unsuspecting victims came along. The ‘Crusaders’ stopped just short of the bench to chat about something cutie mark-related. The two pranksters bit into their hooves as they tried to remain as silent as possible, waiting anxiously for at least one of them to sit down. Finally, things picked up, when all three at once moved to sit down onto the bench.

“OW!”

“YIKES!”

“WHAT THE-”

The three confused Crusaders looked back with tears in their eyes as they rubbed their stinging bottoms, finding three small tacks sitting on the bench. At once, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon jumped out and proclaimed: “GOTCHA!”

The Crusaders were surprised by the sudden appearance, but it didn’t take any of them long to piece two-and-two together. “You jerks! I should’ve known it was you!” Scootaloo shouted.

“Why would ya do somethin’ like this?!” Apple Bloom asked.

“Because it’s funny,” Diamond Tiara answered simply. “It’s called a prank. Don’t be such a baby.”

“For a ‘prank’, it’s a pretty mean one,” Sweetie Belle argued. “That really hurt, you know.”

“Uh, duh,” Silver Spoon retorted. “It was meant to. It’s called ‘rape’.”

“‘Rape’? What’s that?” Apple Bloom asked. “Are y’all just makin’ stuff up?”

“No, actually!” Diamond huffed with a stomp of her hoof. “I read it in a book of Miss Fluttershy’s, and she said it’s like a prank that hurts.”

The three Crusaders exchanged glances. “Why would anypony come up with a prank that’s supposed to hurt?” Scootaloo asked.

“It’s called being grown-up,” Silver Spoon said.

“Think about it,” Diamond continued. “Rainbow Dash pranks ponies by zapping them with lightning or scaring them into getting hiccups, right?”

“I guess,” Scootaloo admitted.

“And Pinkie Pie uses that strange sneezing stuff to make ponies sneeze like crazy, doesn’t she?” Silver Spoon added.

“But that’s not the same as pokin’ somepony with a sharp pin,” Apple Bloom argued.

“It’s still not a nice experience,” Diamond Tiara said. “That’s what ‘rape’ is. It’s where you do something to somepony that they don’t want you to do, like painting your entire orchard of apples in rainbow colours, or switching your ink with the invisible stuff.”

“Sometimes it can even hurt a little, too,” Silver Spoon said. “Like those electric pen thingies.”

“It still wasn’t very nice, though,” Sweetie Belle said.

“Ah, grow up. You wanna be a little filly forever?” Diamond Tiara chuckled with her friend as the two walked away, leaving their three victims to their lunch.

“… So is it just me, or did that all make perfect sense?” Scootaloo asked.

Apple Bloom reluctantly shook her head with a sigh. “Nah, it ain’t jus’ you. Ah’ve seen mah sister prank Big Macintosh in ways that ain’t exactly pleasant, too.” Apple Bloom cleared the three tacks off of the bench and sat down, bolting up immediately as pain passed through her sore bottom. “… On the other hoof, they could’ve at least chosen a less sensitive place ta prank us…”

Applejack and Rarity were partaking in some idle gossip at the Apple family’s stand in the market square when three little fillies approached them, all three rubbing their flanks and looking rather upset. “Hey there, Apple Bloom,” Applejack said as she and Rarity turned to face the three fillies. “Everythin’ alright? How was school?”

“It was bad,” Sweetie Belle answered honestly. “I couldn’t sit properly for the entire afternoon.”

“Oh my. Whatever happened?” Rarity asked.

“Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon raped us,” Scootaloo answered.

Applejack and Rarity both froze, their eyes wide as they stared blankly at the fillies. “Beg pardon,” Applejack finally asked.

“They raped our bottoms and they’ve been sore ever since,” Apple Bloom elaborated.

Rarity’s eye twitched. “T-They…”

“And we were wondering,” Sweetie Belle started, “If you could help us rape them back.”