Before the Friendship Games: Lemon Zest
Chapter 11: Aftermath
Previous Chapter Next ChapterA moment after Twilight left, Lemon Zest put the palm of her hand to her forehead. "Dammit! I forgot to ask for her number!" she sighed. "Well, I can always ask her on Monday."
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After breakfast, Lemon found herself wondering...I hope Sour's okay. I really meant it when I said I didn't want to hurt her. She just pushed me over the edge one too many times... She shuddered from the memory of earlier. For fuck's sake...I literally had blood on my hands. That's an image I won't get out of my head anytime soon. She shook her head. What am I thinking? Sour can take care of herself. "But still..." she thought out loud.
"Lemon." called Citrus.
Lemon took a deep breath and sighed. And now, the moment we've all been waiting for... she thought as she rolled her eyes. "Coming." she said. Feeling a sense of dread, she walked down the stairs to the living room. Waiting for her were her parents.
Lemon sighed again. "Okay. I'm ready."
"We know you have a history with Sour Sweet, Lemon, but bullying or no, we cannot condone what happened earlier." said her mother.
Lemon gave Florid a look of concern. "Is she going to be okay?"
"When I got to her, all she said was that she didn't need my pity and walked off. I could have sworn I saw tears in her eyes." she answered.
"What on earth happened, Lemon? We've never seen you act that way before." said her father.
Lemon told her parents everything that happened. From meeting Twilight outside to when they intervened.
"Well, we're glad you got Twilight to contact us before the situation could get any worse. But we're still mad." said her mother. "We didn't raise you that way."
Lemon lowered her head. "I know. Those words of hers just really, really struck a nerve with me, and I'm pretty sure the literal blood on my hands is going to haunt me for a while..." She took off her headphones. "I assume you want these for the rest of the weekend, then?"
"That's correct." said her mother.
Lemon sighed and gave her mother the headphones. She had rarely got into trouble, but when she did, she knew it meant some time without her beloved headphones. Her headphones had been a part of her for as long as she had them, much like her Power Symbol: Four lemon slices. Giving up her headphones was never easy, she felt naked without them.
"So..." said Lemon. "Where do we go from here?"
"We find her parents so we can straighten this out once and for all." said Citrus. "It's bad enough that you two had an incident in the halls of Crystal Prep, but do to it again out in public with with your faces bleeding? Again?!"
Lemon winced at her father's raised voice. "But I don't know where she lives. I don't even know anyone who does outside of Sour Sweet herself. She's...kind of a bitch to nearly everyone there except the faculty."
Her parents looked at each other and sighed. "Just...promise us you won't fight her again. Only use self-defense if you absolutely need to and there's no way out of it." said Florid.
"Okay." Lemon said sincerely. "I promise not to fight Sour Sweet and only use self-defense if necessary."
"Okay. That's all, then." said Citrus.
Lemon Zest left the living room and made a sputtering noise. Okay...where do I go from here? Man, I don't think I'll ever get used to not having my earphones on. I mean, even with them on I can still hear everyone well enough without music playing. "Blargh." she said.
Lemon went into the backyard and hopped onto a hammock. "At least nature can also be a pretty decent soundtrack." she said, putting her hands behind her head. She closed her eyes and took in all the sounds. People walking by, cars playing music with the windows down, the wind, and the occasional mourning dove...Lemon sighed contentedly. I still feel kinda naked though.
After a few minutes, she got up off the hammock, feeling restless. Well if I'm going to jog, I at least know which direction not not take this time. She smiled.
"I'm going for a jog to make up for lost time!" said Lemon to her parents.
"Okay, but if we have to come get you again you'll be under house arrest." said Citrus.
Lemon laughed. "Don't worry, you won't!" She headed out of the house, jogging in a different direction than the last time. Without her headphones on, she paid more attention to her surroundings. Funny. I've lived here for years, but it feels like this is the first time I've really seen the neighborhood. She smiled. Okay, maybe for the time being being without my headset isn't all that bad. She felt the sun shine on her face as she continued jogging towards nowhere in particular.
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Once she returned from her jog, it was time for lunch. "Bad news, parentals, I killed someone on the way back for the fun of it! I'll take that ankle monitor in pink, if you please!"
She head a snicker from her dad. "Oh, I know. I called the police. They're already on their way with a bright red one!"
Lemon pulled at her hair in an over-the-top fashion. "Noooooo! Not my least favorite color!" she could hear her mother laughing in the background.
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The rest of the day was uneventful save for a surprise thunderstorm that left them all without power for a few hours. They passed the time playing a board game until it got dark out, so they all got flashlights and continued playing until the power came back.
While Lemon didn't have her headphones, she still had her computer in her room. She put on her computer headphones and found a tune to rock out to. Nothing like a kick-ass head-bobbing tune from the greatest decade of rock...the eighties. After the song finished, she checked the time. Wow, were we really out of power for that long? Huh. She yawned and stretched. "Ah well..." she said as she changed into her pajamas. "There's worse things out there." she said as she crawled into bed and turned off the light. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep.
Next Chapter: Sunday, Sunday, Sunday! Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 25 MinutesAuthor's Notes:
In my EqG fanon, Cutie Marks are referred to as Power Symbols since the former isn't a thing. (Even though the CMC were called by name during Rarity's ending of Happily Ever After Party)