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Brains and Brawlers

by Hopeful_Ink_Hoof

Chapter 1: Home After The Fight

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Twilight Sparkle grimaced as she looked around the neighborhood they had pulled into. Being from a pretty well-off family, Twilight had lived her entire life in the suburbs of Canterlot. It was a nice -- if boring looking -- neighborhood. Something that in her more frustrated moods, Twilight's mother would call "cookie cutter." All of the houses were of the same size and shape, with only a limited variety of colors (which must be approved by "the damnable neighborhood association," as her father would put it). Each and every lawn was of the same size and shape, with strict regulations on how long it would be allowed to grow (Twilight had once seen an association member on a neighbor's lawn, measuring the grass with a ruler). Any variations -- such as gardens, fences, lawn ornaments, or changes to the houses -- all had to be approved by the neighborhood association, who demanded all requests be submitted in writing -- in triplicate -- at least two months prior to being reviewed.

The neighborhood that a faded and cracking wooden sign called "Griffonstone Estates" did not look anything like her neighborhood. It was hard to make it all out in the dark, and made all the harder since many of the street lights seemed to be broken for some reason. What she could make out, however, was quite different. Some of the houses looked so small, it must have barely been enough space for a single person to live in. Not quite the tiny house trend she had heard about, but close. Others were wide or tall. There were even some apartment buildings. During a turn, Twilight caught sight of a yard that was covered in pebbles instead of grass.

Rainbow Dash pulled into the driveway of what looked like a pretty nice house. Or it would be if it was a better taken care of. While not a big house, it was on the larger side. The headlights revealed that the paint was cracking and pealing from the sides of it. The three girls got out, making their way to the door. Gilda took the lead, pulling the keys as she made her way to the door. Despite there being no light on, she managed to unlock it without trouble.

"Come on in," Gilda said.

Twilight was the last in, shutting the door behind her. The living room looked.. outdated? The walls were covered in a glossy wooden paneling that Twilight was pretty sure she had seen in movies from the seventies or something. The carpets were a densely packed fabric that was industrial brown in color, the kind that was easy to clean and hide dirt. There were various pictures and other bits of memorabilia scattered about, including a large number of photos on top two shelf bookcase.

"I'm gonna wash up," Gilda said as she continued further into the house. "Dash, grab me a soda. You two can help yourself if you want."

"Sure," Dash said as she headed a different direction. "You want one Twi?"

"Yes, please," Twilight answered. Since the other two were somewhat busy, she decided to head over to the bookcase and look at the pictures on it.

"Black cherry or lemon lime?" Dash called out.

"Cherry."

One of the pictures was of a couple, dressed in a suit and wedding gown. The man had golden brown skin and white hair, dark brown eyes narrowed as he looked at the camera with a small smile. Next to him, the woman had dark grey skin and light purple hair, her golden eyes wide as she grinned at the camera. Another picture showed the couple together, hands resting on the woman's pregnant stomach. Like in the wedding picture, the woman was grinning warmly while the man had a stoic smile.

The rest of the pictures seemed to have the woman missing. Several were of the man with a child that Twilight guessed was Gilda. The last few, however, were of Gilda by herself. There was a noticeable change in the girl's mood. In the pictures with the man, she had a wide, happy smile, like what was presumably her mother. In the pictures of her alone, she either scowled or gave the small smile of her father.

Something could suddenly touched the small of Twilight Sparkle's back, causing her to jump and yelp out in surprise. The sound of laughter filled the air behind her.

"Sorry," Rainbow Dash said, still chuckling. "Couldn't help myself." She held the can up. "Your drink."

Twilight took the can and turned back to the pictures. She opened the can and took a sip, tasting the slight hint of tart to counter the sugary sweetness of the soda.

"Decided to check out the family photos?" Dash asked.

"Yeah," Twilight answered. "But... why aren't there any of Gilda with her mom?"

"Don't know," Dash said with a shrug. "Never asked, and Gilda never told me."

"So it's just her and her dad?"

"Grandpa." Rainbow Dash pointed. She pointed at one of the pictures. "Gilda's dad was in the air force. Pretty cool guy, if a little uptight. Took me and Gilda to see The Wonderbolts once." She grinned. "Gilda and I both wanted to be totally awesome stunt pilots after that." The smile vanished. "Then like a decade or so ago, he got..." she snapped her fingers. "What's it called? When soldiers are sent out into the field?"

"Deployed."

"Yeah, that. Anyway, he got deployed and something happened." Rainbow Dash then pointed at the first picture of stoic Gilda. "G was never really the same after that. Kinda started loosing touch after that."

"You lost touch with her?" Twilight asked. "What changed?"

"The other Twi," Dash answered. "After she got me and the girls talking again, I thought about how close Gilda and I used to be, so I got a hold of her."

Twilight nodded taking another drink of her soda. She continued to look at the pictures, thinking about what she saw. It was kind of odd in a way. The Gilda she met was this tall, buff, tough looking woman that seemed to like fighting. It was hard to see the adorable little girl with the big grin on her face. Then again, how much had Twilight changed since she was that age? Would someone who looked at her pictures when she was a child recognize the adult she was now? How different would she be if she had lost her parents?

When she got home, she was going to give her parents a big hug.

"No beer?" Rainbow Dash asked, causing Twilight to turn to her curiously.

"Gramps stopped drinking," Gilda answered, "and the guy I bought it from got busted." She held up her hand. "Toss it here."

Twilight watched as Rainbow Dash tossed a soda can to Gilda, then stared at the returned girl. Gilda's short white hair was slightly wet, making it spike up all the more. Her face glistened with the water that she had used to watch the dried blood off. She brought the soda up to her face, pressing the cold metal against one of her bruised eyes and the side of her nose.

What really had Twilight's attention was that Gilda had changed her clothes. No longer was she in her jacket, white tee, and jeans. Instead she was wearing a camisole shirt with a bare mid-riff, and a pair of boxer shorts. There was also a noticeable lack of a bra. Now, Twilight could take in a lot more Gilda's body. Not only could she see those broad shoulders and muscular arms, but her long, toned legs as well.

Twilight could practically picture her sculpted out of marble. A Greco-Roman statue of a might amazonian warrior, tall and proud.

Shifting, Twilight pressed her legs together as she felt her knees wobble.

"Why are you dressed like that?" Rainbow Dash asked, tilting her head at Gilda.

"This is what I wear when I sleep now," Gilda answered. Smirking, she stuck out one hip, putting her free hand on it. "Besides, considering how your friend was checking out my arms earlier, I thought she would enjoy getting a better look." She then turned her attention to Twilight.

"So, like what you see?"

Blushing furiously, Twilight could only nod. She could not take her eyes off the firm, toned body. She wanted to touch it, to feel every inch of it. A part of her even wanted to be pinned under it, to feel--

"Don't tease her, G," Rainbow Dash said, breaking Twilight Sparkle from the fantasies forming in her mind before they became too lurid.

Taking the hand off her hip, Gilda moved forward. Her legs tensed and shifted as she approached Twilight. Each muscle flexed and moved as she approached. With every step, her hips swayed back and forth, more so than usual it had all night. The movement also caused a small amount of bouncing of Gilda's small, perky chest. She stopped just inches from Twilight, grinning as she crossed her arms.

"A little teasing never hurt anyone," Gilda declared. "Besides, your friend thinks I'm hot, and she's kind of cute in a nerdy way."

She leaned closer to Twilight, her gold eyes locked on Twilight's purple ones.

"How 'bout you give me your number, and I'll call you later?"

"O-o-okay," Twilight said, fumbling with her pocket to try and grab her phone. "Uhm... we-we're supposed to be going to Camp Everfree next week, so you probably won't be able to reach me while I'm there." Her hand trembled as she pulled the phone out of her pocket and brought it up to her mouth.

"Smarty," she said, "display my phone's number please."

"Displaying number," an automated voice said.

"Smarty?" Gilda asked as she took the phone, looking at the number on it. Pulling out her own phone, she quickly entered the number into it.

"My own voice recognition command program," Twilight explained. "Latest version of it as well. None of the regular voice command programs could perform all the tasks I required, so I created my own."

"Really?" Gilda said, raising an eyebrow. "You expect me to believe you made a voice command program for your phone from scratch?"

"I believe it," Rainbow Dash said. "Twilight's like the smartest person I know, and like the second best engineer."

"Second best?" Twilight cried out, turning to Dash. "Who's the first?" It was more a shock than anything. There were people out there that were smarter than her, and better engineers. She was well aware of that. But it was still a surprise to hear that someone that her friends knew was.

"Vinyl," Rainbow Dash answered with a grin. "As cool as your magic detector and extractor was, it doesn't beat a functioning car that can turn into an awesome massive sound system."

That sounded like something Twilight needed to investigate. Maybe she and this Vinyl person could exchange some notes and pick up bits of new information from each other.

"Smile," Gilda said, getting Twilight's attention back to her. As soon as she did, there was a flash of light that nearly blinded her.

"There," Gilda continued. "Now I got your picture for your number. Let's wait 'til my face heals up before you take mine."

She continued to work on her phone while her attention turned toward Dash.

"What do you mean functioning car that turns into an awesome sound system?"

"Hold on," Rainbow Dash said as she pulled out her own phone. "Think I have a video of it here somewhere."

A beep from Twilight's got her attention. On the screen appeared a notice that she had a text message from an unknown number. With two quick touches, she read the message.

Now you have my number too

When Twilight looked up, Gilda winked.

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