A LITTLE NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR (PLEASE READ):

Thank you, everyone who commented, faved, and subscribed to my story!! You guys are so awesome. I didn’t know that fans would like this story so much, but apparently y’all do. I’ve never had a story loved by so many people (how many, ten? XD) and I hope to get more fans in the future to like my anthro-pony story.

If you guys like this so much, I might write a story based on Episode 26 (The Best Night Ever). Let me know what you think; message me / review / whatevs.

And a very special thanks to my best brony friend and fanfic extraordinaire, Jacob Commander Caffeine, for tweaking up my story and making it better :3

Horseshoes and happiness,

~ Cweecune (Swee-cOOn)

CHAPTER NINE

The Party

5:15 PM. The south wing of the library.

Twilight should have gotten all of her Advanced Pre-Cal done by now, but the partiers were distracting her. She looked at the people; Pinkie was standing on a table with a karaoke machine, singing “Equestrian Girls” as loud as she could. From the way everyone cheered her on, it was like she was Katy Pony herself.

The distracted student turned back to her books, but she was interrupted again by a thump. She spun her head around to see Spike collapsed on the carpeted floor and laughing his tongue off.

“Spike, get up,” Twilight moaned.

Spike laughed, and picked himself up. “Twilight, we’re doing karaoke! Come on, you should join us!”

“I have a lot of work to do.”

“It’s your first day of school; I’m sure you don’t have that much.”

“Well, I do, so go party or whatev—Spike, is that beer?!”

Spike downed the last of the liquid remaining in the brown bottle, and then put it on the table next to Twilight’s book. He hiccupped. “Yep!”

“Oh no. I gotta get you home before the dance; there’s no way I’m letting you go intoxicated….”

Spike laughed again. “You should relax, Twilight; it’s a party!”

Twilight pushed him, and he collided with a bookshelf. He continued his laughter as he stumbled back to the other side of the library. The tired student put a book over her head and shoved her nose into the table, defeated.

“I had to screw up my scholarship paper!” Twilight lamented. “I just had to! Ugh. I’m so stupid. Here I thought I was going to continue my studies as normal, but silly me, these crazy public school kids are driving me to do otherwise!”

A loud, thundering noise came from the other side of the library; the large window. She got out of her chair to look, but it was too dark outside to see anything. All she could hear was laughter, glass breaking, and booming rap music. She gulped; the sound was strangely close to the direction where the gym was. “I have a bad feeling about this,” she muttered to herself.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a perky voice. “COME ON TWILIGHT! Get your dress on; the dance is starting!”

Twilight went to the bathroom, where a lot of girls were changing. Pinkie helped Twilight with her dress.

“I think I might just go home, Pinkie,” Twilight said. “Your friends gave my little brother alcohol.”

“Alcohol?” Pinkie asked. “Come on, Twi! I’d never set a bad example on the freshies; I gave him root beer. My guy friends probably told him it was beer. They love picking on the new kids!”

Twilight chuckled. “Are you serious?”

“Yep! Spike’s drunkenness is all in his head. It’s kind of a mean prank, but we think it’s pretty adorable.  We’re all about pranks here, if you haven’t noticed already! Ha ha!”

Twilight giggled again. She looked at her dress in the mirror: it was a deep violet with slightly poofy sleeves, and a pink ribbon belt. Rarity had given her knee-high Converse to match, with pink shoelaces. Twilight had to admit that it looked exactly like something she would wear; Celestia had probably given the fashionista all of her info.

She sighed. Her stomach knotted; either the ribbon belt was too tight, or something was wrong. “Oh God….”

“Come on, Twi!” Pinkie cheered. “Let’s go to the gym!”

Twilight nodded. Her stomach made another twist. “Right,” she said. “On my way!”

CHAPTER TEN

Homecoming

7:00 PM. The gym.

The first thing Twilight noticed was the glitter. The multicolored lights shone off the glitter, making the dance floor illuminate the gym. Girls were laughing by the food table; Twilight noticed that everything was apple-oriented, from the cupcakes to the fruit tray. Guys and girls were bobbing their heads and jumping up and down to the dubstep that was being pumped from the speakers. The DJ booth was being run by a girl with purple sunglasses bobbing her spiky, electric blue bob back and forth. She gave Twilight and Pinkie a grin and a thumbs-up, and seemed to be having the time of her life as she worked the turn tables.

“Do you know her?” Twilight asked.

“Everyone knows her!” Pinkie chirped. “She’s our school DJ, Vinyl Scratch! She doesn’t talk very much during the day, but she’s totally crazy at school dances!”

“I can see that,” Twilight laughed, as Vinyl led the crowd in a series of fist pumps.

Apple Jack walked up to the duo. She was wearing a plaid dress, with cowboy boots and a denim jacket. She seemed a bit uncomfortable wearing it.

Pinkie Pie giggled. “I can’t believe Rarity actually got you to wear a dress!”

“I lost a bet,” AJ muttered. “Come prom time, I’m wearin’ mah overalls.”

Pinkie laughed. “Come on, Apple Jack; lighten up!”

The two strolled off arm-in-arm and Twilight was left to go about the dance by herself. She looked around: Rarity was flirting with a senior and looking like a movie star in her old-fashion white dress with purple elbow-length gloves, with Spike trailing behind her; Apple Jack and Pinkie had gone next to Rainbow Dash who was in a cyan cocktail dress and rainbow sweatbands, dancing uncontrollably; Fluttershy was in a churchy-looking yellow dress off to the corner around the choir kids, next to Big Macintosh looking uncomfortable in a suit that seemed a size too small for him.

She decided just to wait around until Celestia got there.

Twilight leaned against the wall, defeated. She didn’t want to dance, or talk, or anything. Celestia said she’d be at the gym at 7, but it was already 9.

“Maybe she’s running late,” Twilight reasoned. “It’s not like her to be late, especially two hours late. Maybe she got in a car crash? Oh, God, that’d be horrible—I should text her or something, I’m such an awful friend….”

The music stopped all of the sudden. A girl with thick glasses and a business-looking suit came to the top of the wide pedestal, where the DJ booth was, and held up a microphone.

“Who is that?” Twilight asked Pinkie.

“That’s Mare, the school president,” Pinkie explained. “She’s really bookish; more bookish than even you!”

Before Twilight could respond, Mare spoke.

“Hello, everyone!” she said. “Before I continue with the announcements, let’s give a round of applause to DJ-PON-3, otherwise known as Vinyl Scratch, for the crazy-awesome music!”

Everyone cheered and clapped. Vinyl waved and grinned, and then hopped down from the pedestal. The other girl cleared her throat into the mike, and everyone was quiet.

“Now, it’s time to announce the Summer Sun Homecoming Queen!” Mare cheered. “But before I do, I’d like to thank a very special person whose family was able to fund all of the decorations for not only the Homecoming, but also our prom! Her father couldn’t be here, but I’m sure you all know and love this girl very well….”

Twilight heard a humming noise from behind the DJ booth. Her stomach started churning again.

“…. She’s elegant, intelligent, and is actively involved in not just her school, but the whole Equestria school district….”

The humming noise grew. Twilight looked around at all the smiling students, panicking.

Fluttershy readied the student choir.

Apple Jack and Rainbow Dash high-fived.

Spike grinned in earnest.

Was Twilight the only one was hearing the noise?

“Please join me in welcoming, Celestia Equestria!”

The choir sang a few harmonious notes of welcome, and the student body erupted in applause as Rarity and a brown-haired boy opened the double doors of the gym to reveal….

The crowd was silenced, and then gossip and chattering erupted like lightening. Behind the door was an empty hallway.

“Oh God,” Twilight muttered. “Oh my God, oh no….”

“K-Keep it together everyone!” Mare stuttered. “She might just be running late….”

“Running late?” Rarity cried. “The hallway’s completely empty!”

A huge, shrill scream was heard from Pinkie Pie, nearly deafening Twilight, as the whole gym wall behind the DJ booth exploded to reveal a large, black Hummer. Pieces of metallic wall flew everywhere. Lyra grabbed Bon Bon’s arm and protected her from a piece of flying metal, nearly breaking her arm in the process. Big Mac protected a crying Fluttershy in his arms and ran away from the projectiles, rushing the choir students behind him. A piece of wall hit Spike’s head, and knocked him out cold; Twilight caught him just in time. Some ducked, others screamed, many cried.

When the crash was over, Twilight looked up to see the Hummer parked at an angle right behind the DJ booth. Bits of wall and shattered metal were everywhere. Some students were knocked out. Mare was thrown from the pedestal, lying on Derpy, who she had knocked down during the fall, and a girl in a hoodie was standing on top of the DJ booth surrounded by a small gang of guys in black and purple hooded jackets. A grim smile cut the dark-looking girl’s face in half.

“Oh God,” Twilight squeaked.