Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon Rape the Cutie Mark Crusadersby YukitoChaptersDiamond Tiara and Silver Spoon Rape the Cutie Mark CrusadersKids These Days...The TalkDiamond Tiara and Silver Spoon Rape the Cutie Mark CrusadersDiamond 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.” Kids These Days...Within just one day, the act of rape had become the newest fad in Ponyville Elementary Schools, thanks in no small part to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. It had become the newest craze to try to rape your friend in new and imaginative ways, and it was certainly getting harder and harder with foals expecting to be raped at any given moment. Cheerilee walked into her classroom the following morning expecting bright smiles and high spirits. “Good morning, class!” she sang as she approached her desk, ready to take names, only to find that one filly was not quite as chipper as the rest. “Dinky Doo? Is something the matter?” Cheerilee asked the crying filly with a worried frown. “S-Snips and Snails… raped me…” Dinky Doo sniffed. Cheerilee froze. “What?” she asked in a shaking tone. “Ah, don’t be such a baby!” Snips shouted. “Yeah! You should’ve seen it coming!” Snails argued. Cheerilee looked up to the two usually goofy yet well-meaning students with a look of absolute shock. “What?!” Dinky Doo slammed her hoof onto her desk and turned to face the two angrily. “Ooh! I am so going to rape you two later!” Cheerilee turned back to Dinky Doo with an even greater look of shock. “WHAT?!” As confused and concerned ponies filed into the town hall in the middle of the day, Cheerilee and Mayor Mare took their places at the podium established at the front of the room to prepare for their emergency town meeting. When it seemed that everypony was gathered, the doors were closed and Mayor Mare cleared her throat. “Fillies and gentlecolts, it seems that a matter of upmost urgency has been discovered and brought to me regarding the safety and well-being of our foals.” Many ponies in the audience muttered anxiously to each other. “Miss Cheerilee, if you would please tell everypony what you told me earlier.” Cheerilee nodded and took the stand. “Parents, legal guardians and Ponyville council members, today I was forced to end school early and send all of my students home because of something very alarming that happened during my morning roll call.” “If this’s about my daughter being raped, I demand we hang the lil’ filly responsible immediately!” a disgruntled stallion in the audience shouted, earning some shocked gasps from the ponies around him. “You are Twist’s father, correct?” Cheerilee asked. The stallion nodded. “What do you mean by-” “What d’you think I mean?! My daughter came to me last night an’ said: “Dad, Berry Pinch raped me last night! Can you help me rape her please?”!” The crowd started mumbling to each other until a mare on the other side stood up. “My son came to me last night and told me the other foals ganged up to rape him!” The crowd was almost in an uproar. Mayor Mare managed to calm everypony down and Cheerilee continued. “Yes, yes. I’m afraid that it is all true. Today, a young filly whose name I will leave out for now reported to me that two of the kindest colts in my class raped her, and then threatened to rape them back.” “Don’t forget mah sister!” Applejack shouted from the back of the room, with Rarity and Rainbow Dash to either side of her, all three looking very cross. “Mah sister an’ her friends told us they got raped by those rich fillies yesterday, an’ then they were plannin’ ta do the same back to ‘em!” “It seems that ‘rape’ has become something of a very weird, very disturbing trend in the school,” Cheerilee said. “Fillies and colts are reportedly being raped left-and-right, and their only attitude to it is mild annoyance and a plot to, as I have been informed it is called, ‘return-rape’ the assailant or assailants.” “How could this happen?!” “This is outrageous!” “What’s wrong with kids these days?!” “I have half a mind to-” “Now everypony, please!” Cheerilee pleaded, sensing a lynching about to start at any moment. “For now, we are planning a thorough investigation into the matter! We don’t know who started this or how it originated, but at the very least it doesn’t seem as though anypony has been severely harmed or scarred! That being said, the best thing that you can do for now is to keep your child safe at home and be them for him or her! Explain to them why rape is wrong, and especially, ensure that they are not blaming themselves if they are a victim!” “For now, the school will be closed until the root of this matter has been dug out and we can be sure that the ‘rape fad’ is put to an end,” Mayor Mare said. “Please keep your children indoors and remain calm whilst we investigate the matter. Thank you.” As angry and concerned ponies filed out of the town hall’s doors to return home, the three ponies leading the investigation – Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Rarity – took the stage. “I’m so sorry to hear about what happened to your sisters…” Cheerilee turned to Rainbow Dash, “… and fan.” “It ain’t yer fault, Cheerilee,” Applejack said. “It was them darn rich fillies. They’re always causin’ trouble fer-” “Miss Applejack, I understand your rage,” Cheerilee said, “But please remember that there are always two sides to every story.” “You said that the Crusaders were the first victims of this whole ‘rape fad’, correct?” Rarity asked. Cheerilee solemnly nodded. “That’s what I have been able to piece together.” “Then what should we do?” Rainbow Dash asked. “For now, I wish to speak to them myself,” Cheerilee said. “Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon should be at their homes. We’ll speak to them afterwards.” “The Crusaders are over at the farm,” Applejack said. “Figured they wouldn’t wanna be alone at a time like this.” “Then let’s go.” “It can’t be!” Applejack shouted as she looked up at Apple Bloom’s bedroom window, wide open and with a rope of connected blankets hanging down and reaching to the ground. “This is bad,” Cheerilee muttered as she examined the small hoofprints leading away from the farmhouse. “Wherever could they be?” Rarity asked. “Oh, I do hope they aren’t doing anything drastic.” “Didn’t you say… that they wanted your help with raping Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon?” The group fell silent. Suddenly, Rainbow Dash bolted into the air, blowing dust into the other mares’ faces. “RAINBOW DASH!” Applejack shouted to her friend as she flew off. “Let’s follow her!” Cheerilee said. The other mares nodded in agreement and they all ran after the rainbow trail in the air. ‘Please, girls… Please don’t do something you’ll regret!’ The TalkDiamond Tiara and Silver Spoon struggled as they tried to move about inside of the net they were being suspended in. Below them, three cheerfully fillies danced about as they celebrated their success. They had raped Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. “Okay, fine, you got us!” Diamond Tiara yelled. “Now get us down from here!” “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you!” Scootaloo said, putting a hoof to her ear as Sweetie Belle giggled. “Can you repeat that?” “We said you raped us!” Silver Spoon admitted. “Now let us down!” “Ah think they’ve had enough punishment fer now,” Apple Bloom said. “Sweetie Belle, if ya would.” “With pleasure.” Sweetie Belle kicked the crank and allowed the netting to fall to the floor. The two fillies scrambled out of the net, rope covering their bodies and tripping them up many times in the process. In the distance, Sweetie Belle could see some ponies approaching. “Hey, look! It’s our sisters!” “Uh-oh,” Apple Bloom muttered as the group of mares closed in on them. “Um… hi?” Applejack looked over the scene with a worried look over her pale face. “W-What in tarnation happened here?” she asked, terrified of the answer that she would receive. Scootaloo puffed her chest out. “We raped them!” she proudly declared. “Oh no,” Rainbow Dash said as she slammed a hoof into her face. “Please tell me I didn’t just hear that,” Rarity pleaded, her legs shaking beneath her. Cheerilee looked at the two fillies all tied up in rope and felt like she was going to be sick “H-How could you- The three of you are always such sweet little angels.” “Hey, they started it!” Scootaloo argued. “They raped us first!” “Two wrongs don’t make a right!” Applejack scolded. “Y’know that, Apple Bloom!” “Tell that to our bottoms,” Apple Bloom muttered. “It’s not like we hurt ‘em too bad or anythin’.” “That’s not the point! Rape is never acceptable an’ I can’t believe mah own sister is now a rapist!” “But you guys do it all the time,” Sweetie Belle said. “We WHAT?!” Rarity screamed, hitting a new pitch never before reached by ponies. “Yeah! Rainbow Dash raped both of you last week!” Scootaloo shouted, pointing an accusatory hoof at a now-panicked Rainbow Dash. “What are you saying?!” Rainbow demanded. “And we saw Miss Cheerilee rape her sister Berry Punch two days ago!” Sweetie Belle added. “Girls!” Cheerilee shouted, now no longer concerned but instead just full-on angry. “If you think that lying and spreading false gossip will make things any easier on yourselves-” “But it’s not a lie!” Apple Bloom protested. “We saw you put hot sauce in yer sister’s drink an’ then she ran around lookin’ fer water!” The five mares looked at each other. Now nopony was sure what to say, or to think. “Girls,” Cheerile began, “What exactly do you think of when we say the word ‘rape’?” “Prankin’ somepony,” Apple Bloom replied. “That’s what Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon told us,” Sweetie Belle said. All eyes turned to the two fillies, who were now free thanks to Mayor Mare’s help. “That’s what Miss Fluttershy said it meant,” Diamond Tiara explained. “Are… ya sure?” Applejack asked with a suspicious glare. “It ain’t exactly like Fluttershy ta lie like that.” “But that’s what she said!” Diamond Tiara defended adamantly. “She said that rape was doing something to somepony they don’t want you to do!” “Um…” All eyes turned to the nearby bushes, where a blushing, yellow pegasus emerged from within. “S-Sorry I’m late. I heard about what happened and I… I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.” “Fluttershy, what is goin’ on here?” Applejack asked. “It’s all my fault,” Fluttershy repeated, closing her eyes tight in fear of seeing her friends’ angry glares. “Diamond Tiara found that word in one of my books and asked me what it meant, and I didn’t know how to explain it without going into ‘that’ and so I… I didn’t exactly lie to her, I just…” “So… it was all just one big misunderstanding?” Cheerilee asked and Fluttershy nodded. “Oh, thank heavens,” she sighed. “This is such a nightmare,” Mayor Mare said as she held her head. “But… at least now it seems as though the matter is resolved. Well, just as soon as I inform everypony as to what we have found out.” “Wait, I don’t get it,” Apple Bloom said. “If rape don’t mean prankin’ somepony, then what does it mean?” The other fillies all moved in closer, each one expressing a desire to know the truth. “W-Well, that’s-” Cheerilee stumbled, but then felt a hoof on her shoulder. “Ah think y’should probably just tell ‘em,” Applejack said. “Lest we cause any more damage than what’s already been done.” “I agree,” Rarity said. “I think they’re still a little young, but these days I think teaching them whilst they are young is probably the smart thing to do.” “Uh… I have no authority over any of ‘em, but uh… I learned about sex way younger than ‘em, and I turned out fine,” Rainbow Dash said, hoping to add to the conversation in any way that she could. With a sigh, Cheerilee nodded. “Um,” Fluttershy spoke up. “W-Would you mind if I… sat here and listened, too? J-Just in case you need any help explaining things, of course,” Fluttershy said, her eyes shifting about nervously. “Sure, why not,” Cheerilee responded before clearing her throat. “Okay fillies, listen up. First, I’m going to teach you about ‘sex’.” A long time passed, with Jeopardy music in the background as the five fillies’ facial expression ranged from slightly horrified to ‘oh my god, why would you even?’. “And that’s why rape is wrong and why you should never, ever force somepony into sex without their permission,” Cheerilee finished. “Any questions?” Sweetie Belle raised her hoof. “Yes, Sweetie Belle?” “WHYYYYYYYYYYY?!” she screamed, before covering her head in her hooves. Diamond Tiara removed her tiara and poked Silver Spoon with it. “Silver Spoon, quick! Take this and beat the last five hours from my memory out of me!” Apple Bloom turned to Applejack. “D-Did Ma an’ Pa do that?” Applejack nodded. “Three times?!” Another nod, followed by a moment of silence. “I-Is that how they died?” “No wonder my folks don’t wanna have any more children,” Scootaloo said with a shudder. “Well, ah think we’ve punished ‘em enough for their actions,” Applejack said. The other mares nodded in agreement. “I think we can safely resume school activities starting tomorrow,” Cheerilee said to Mayor Mare. “No, make that the day after,” Mayor Mare said. “Parents are going to have to have ‘the talk’ with their children and not all of them may be able to do so today.” “Ooh! How about a Sex Ed fair?!” Pinkie Pie asked as she sprang out of nowhere, startling everypony present. “P-Pinkie Pie?! Where’d you come from?!” Applejack asked. “An’ what d’ya mean by a ‘Sex Ed fair’?” “Well if all the foals are gonna be learnin’ about it on the same day anyway why not make a massive fair about it so they can all learn together?!” Pinkie Pie bounced up-and-down as ideas ran through her mind. “There’ll be streamers and food and games and activities and-” “Pinkie, no offence, but ah don’t think Sex Ed is the kinda thing ponies usually make a fair about.” “Aah, my dearest Applejack. Don’t you know me by now? I can make a fair about anything!” Pinkie Pie bounced her way towards town, talking about how she’ll need to prepare one thousand balloons in just twelve hours. Mayor Mare looked on with a worried look. “S-Shouldn’t somepony stop her?” “Already on it,” Rainbow Dash said as she released a balloon and pushed it in the direction of Pinkie Pie. “Ooh, something floating!” Pinkie Pie chased after the balloon, completely forgetting about her previous idea. “Alright, well, now that that is taken care of…” Rarity turned to the fillies. Apple Bloom was praying for forgiveness from her parents, Scootaloo was shielding herself with her tail, Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara were banging their heads into a tree and Sweetie Belle had apparently taken up being an ostrich. “Perhaps we should get these little ones home.” “Agreed. C’mon, Apple Bloom,” Applejack said as she picked up her sister onto her back. “Ma and Pa don’t blame ya. It wasn’t yer fault.” “C’mon, Squirt,” Rainbow Dash said as she picked up the shivering filly. “I’ll take ya home and, tomorrow, I’ll show you a cool new trick I’ve been working on.” Scootaloo did not respond. “… That usually works. Huh.” Rarity levitated her sister onto her back. “I’ll take Sweetie Belle to our parents’ house and ask them to fix her,” she said, earning a disapproving look from Cheerilee. “Oh, forgive me for not being ‘motherly’ at the young age of twenty-one! Hmph!” Cheerilee retrieved the last two fillies as the other mares left. “Well then, I suppose I had better get the two of you to your homes.” As the teacher walked down the streets with the two fillies on her back, all was silent. So silent it almost threatened to drive to teacher mad. Finally, one of the fillies spoke. “Miss Cheerilee?” Silver Spoon asked. “Yes?” “Can you tell Diamond Tiara not to learn any new words?” Cheerilee laughed. It was the only response her brain could come up with as she continued walking. “Just remember, any questions-” “Ask you?” Silver Spoon asked. Cheerilee sighed and shook her head. “No. For this, any questions… ask your parents.”
Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon Rape the Cutie Mark CrusadersDiamond 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.”
Kids These Days...Within just one day, the act of rape had become the newest fad in Ponyville Elementary Schools, thanks in no small part to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. It had become the newest craze to try to rape your friend in new and imaginative ways, and it was certainly getting harder and harder with foals expecting to be raped at any given moment. Cheerilee walked into her classroom the following morning expecting bright smiles and high spirits. “Good morning, class!” she sang as she approached her desk, ready to take names, only to find that one filly was not quite as chipper as the rest. “Dinky Doo? Is something the matter?” Cheerilee asked the crying filly with a worried frown. “S-Snips and Snails… raped me…” Dinky Doo sniffed. Cheerilee froze. “What?” she asked in a shaking tone. “Ah, don’t be such a baby!” Snips shouted. “Yeah! You should’ve seen it coming!” Snails argued. Cheerilee looked up to the two usually goofy yet well-meaning students with a look of absolute shock. “What?!” Dinky Doo slammed her hoof onto her desk and turned to face the two angrily. “Ooh! I am so going to rape you two later!” Cheerilee turned back to Dinky Doo with an even greater look of shock. “WHAT?!” As confused and concerned ponies filed into the town hall in the middle of the day, Cheerilee and Mayor Mare took their places at the podium established at the front of the room to prepare for their emergency town meeting. When it seemed that everypony was gathered, the doors were closed and Mayor Mare cleared her throat. “Fillies and gentlecolts, it seems that a matter of upmost urgency has been discovered and brought to me regarding the safety and well-being of our foals.” Many ponies in the audience muttered anxiously to each other. “Miss Cheerilee, if you would please tell everypony what you told me earlier.” Cheerilee nodded and took the stand. “Parents, legal guardians and Ponyville council members, today I was forced to end school early and send all of my students home because of something very alarming that happened during my morning roll call.” “If this’s about my daughter being raped, I demand we hang the lil’ filly responsible immediately!” a disgruntled stallion in the audience shouted, earning some shocked gasps from the ponies around him. “You are Twist’s father, correct?” Cheerilee asked. The stallion nodded. “What do you mean by-” “What d’you think I mean?! My daughter came to me last night an’ said: “Dad, Berry Pinch raped me last night! Can you help me rape her please?”!” The crowd started mumbling to each other until a mare on the other side stood up. “My son came to me last night and told me the other foals ganged up to rape him!” The crowd was almost in an uproar. Mayor Mare managed to calm everypony down and Cheerilee continued. “Yes, yes. I’m afraid that it is all true. Today, a young filly whose name I will leave out for now reported to me that two of the kindest colts in my class raped her, and then threatened to rape them back.” “Don’t forget mah sister!” Applejack shouted from the back of the room, with Rarity and Rainbow Dash to either side of her, all three looking very cross. “Mah sister an’ her friends told us they got raped by those rich fillies yesterday, an’ then they were plannin’ ta do the same back to ‘em!” “It seems that ‘rape’ has become something of a very weird, very disturbing trend in the school,” Cheerilee said. “Fillies and colts are reportedly being raped left-and-right, and their only attitude to it is mild annoyance and a plot to, as I have been informed it is called, ‘return-rape’ the assailant or assailants.” “How could this happen?!” “This is outrageous!” “What’s wrong with kids these days?!” “I have half a mind to-” “Now everypony, please!” Cheerilee pleaded, sensing a lynching about to start at any moment. “For now, we are planning a thorough investigation into the matter! We don’t know who started this or how it originated, but at the very least it doesn’t seem as though anypony has been severely harmed or scarred! That being said, the best thing that you can do for now is to keep your child safe at home and be them for him or her! Explain to them why rape is wrong, and especially, ensure that they are not blaming themselves if they are a victim!” “For now, the school will be closed until the root of this matter has been dug out and we can be sure that the ‘rape fad’ is put to an end,” Mayor Mare said. “Please keep your children indoors and remain calm whilst we investigate the matter. Thank you.” As angry and concerned ponies filed out of the town hall’s doors to return home, the three ponies leading the investigation – Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Rarity – took the stage. “I’m so sorry to hear about what happened to your sisters…” Cheerilee turned to Rainbow Dash, “… and fan.” “It ain’t yer fault, Cheerilee,” Applejack said. “It was them darn rich fillies. They’re always causin’ trouble fer-” “Miss Applejack, I understand your rage,” Cheerilee said, “But please remember that there are always two sides to every story.” “You said that the Crusaders were the first victims of this whole ‘rape fad’, correct?” Rarity asked. Cheerilee solemnly nodded. “That’s what I have been able to piece together.” “Then what should we do?” Rainbow Dash asked. “For now, I wish to speak to them myself,” Cheerilee said. “Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon should be at their homes. We’ll speak to them afterwards.” “The Crusaders are over at the farm,” Applejack said. “Figured they wouldn’t wanna be alone at a time like this.” “Then let’s go.” “It can’t be!” Applejack shouted as she looked up at Apple Bloom’s bedroom window, wide open and with a rope of connected blankets hanging down and reaching to the ground. “This is bad,” Cheerilee muttered as she examined the small hoofprints leading away from the farmhouse. “Wherever could they be?” Rarity asked. “Oh, I do hope they aren’t doing anything drastic.” “Didn’t you say… that they wanted your help with raping Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon?” The group fell silent. Suddenly, Rainbow Dash bolted into the air, blowing dust into the other mares’ faces. “RAINBOW DASH!” Applejack shouted to her friend as she flew off. “Let’s follow her!” Cheerilee said. The other mares nodded in agreement and they all ran after the rainbow trail in the air. ‘Please, girls… Please don’t do something you’ll regret!’
The TalkDiamond Tiara and Silver Spoon struggled as they tried to move about inside of the net they were being suspended in. Below them, three cheerfully fillies danced about as they celebrated their success. They had raped Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. “Okay, fine, you got us!” Diamond Tiara yelled. “Now get us down from here!” “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you!” Scootaloo said, putting a hoof to her ear as Sweetie Belle giggled. “Can you repeat that?” “We said you raped us!” Silver Spoon admitted. “Now let us down!” “Ah think they’ve had enough punishment fer now,” Apple Bloom said. “Sweetie Belle, if ya would.” “With pleasure.” Sweetie Belle kicked the crank and allowed the netting to fall to the floor. The two fillies scrambled out of the net, rope covering their bodies and tripping them up many times in the process. In the distance, Sweetie Belle could see some ponies approaching. “Hey, look! It’s our sisters!” “Uh-oh,” Apple Bloom muttered as the group of mares closed in on them. “Um… hi?” Applejack looked over the scene with a worried look over her pale face. “W-What in tarnation happened here?” she asked, terrified of the answer that she would receive. Scootaloo puffed her chest out. “We raped them!” she proudly declared. “Oh no,” Rainbow Dash said as she slammed a hoof into her face. “Please tell me I didn’t just hear that,” Rarity pleaded, her legs shaking beneath her. Cheerilee looked at the two fillies all tied up in rope and felt like she was going to be sick “H-How could you- The three of you are always such sweet little angels.” “Hey, they started it!” Scootaloo argued. “They raped us first!” “Two wrongs don’t make a right!” Applejack scolded. “Y’know that, Apple Bloom!” “Tell that to our bottoms,” Apple Bloom muttered. “It’s not like we hurt ‘em too bad or anythin’.” “That’s not the point! Rape is never acceptable an’ I can’t believe mah own sister is now a rapist!” “But you guys do it all the time,” Sweetie Belle said. “We WHAT?!” Rarity screamed, hitting a new pitch never before reached by ponies. “Yeah! Rainbow Dash raped both of you last week!” Scootaloo shouted, pointing an accusatory hoof at a now-panicked Rainbow Dash. “What are you saying?!” Rainbow demanded. “And we saw Miss Cheerilee rape her sister Berry Punch two days ago!” Sweetie Belle added. “Girls!” Cheerilee shouted, now no longer concerned but instead just full-on angry. “If you think that lying and spreading false gossip will make things any easier on yourselves-” “But it’s not a lie!” Apple Bloom protested. “We saw you put hot sauce in yer sister’s drink an’ then she ran around lookin’ fer water!” The five mares looked at each other. Now nopony was sure what to say, or to think. “Girls,” Cheerile began, “What exactly do you think of when we say the word ‘rape’?” “Prankin’ somepony,” Apple Bloom replied. “That’s what Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon told us,” Sweetie Belle said. All eyes turned to the two fillies, who were now free thanks to Mayor Mare’s help. “That’s what Miss Fluttershy said it meant,” Diamond Tiara explained. “Are… ya sure?” Applejack asked with a suspicious glare. “It ain’t exactly like Fluttershy ta lie like that.” “But that’s what she said!” Diamond Tiara defended adamantly. “She said that rape was doing something to somepony they don’t want you to do!” “Um…” All eyes turned to the nearby bushes, where a blushing, yellow pegasus emerged from within. “S-Sorry I’m late. I heard about what happened and I… I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.” “Fluttershy, what is goin’ on here?” Applejack asked. “It’s all my fault,” Fluttershy repeated, closing her eyes tight in fear of seeing her friends’ angry glares. “Diamond Tiara found that word in one of my books and asked me what it meant, and I didn’t know how to explain it without going into ‘that’ and so I… I didn’t exactly lie to her, I just…” “So… it was all just one big misunderstanding?” Cheerilee asked and Fluttershy nodded. “Oh, thank heavens,” she sighed. “This is such a nightmare,” Mayor Mare said as she held her head. “But… at least now it seems as though the matter is resolved. Well, just as soon as I inform everypony as to what we have found out.” “Wait, I don’t get it,” Apple Bloom said. “If rape don’t mean prankin’ somepony, then what does it mean?” The other fillies all moved in closer, each one expressing a desire to know the truth. “W-Well, that’s-” Cheerilee stumbled, but then felt a hoof on her shoulder. “Ah think y’should probably just tell ‘em,” Applejack said. “Lest we cause any more damage than what’s already been done.” “I agree,” Rarity said. “I think they’re still a little young, but these days I think teaching them whilst they are young is probably the smart thing to do.” “Uh… I have no authority over any of ‘em, but uh… I learned about sex way younger than ‘em, and I turned out fine,” Rainbow Dash said, hoping to add to the conversation in any way that she could. With a sigh, Cheerilee nodded. “Um,” Fluttershy spoke up. “W-Would you mind if I… sat here and listened, too? J-Just in case you need any help explaining things, of course,” Fluttershy said, her eyes shifting about nervously. “Sure, why not,” Cheerilee responded before clearing her throat. “Okay fillies, listen up. First, I’m going to teach you about ‘sex’.” A long time passed, with Jeopardy music in the background as the five fillies’ facial expression ranged from slightly horrified to ‘oh my god, why would you even?’. “And that’s why rape is wrong and why you should never, ever force somepony into sex without their permission,” Cheerilee finished. “Any questions?” Sweetie Belle raised her hoof. “Yes, Sweetie Belle?” “WHYYYYYYYYYYY?!” she screamed, before covering her head in her hooves. Diamond Tiara removed her tiara and poked Silver Spoon with it. “Silver Spoon, quick! Take this and beat the last five hours from my memory out of me!” Apple Bloom turned to Applejack. “D-Did Ma an’ Pa do that?” Applejack nodded. “Three times?!” Another nod, followed by a moment of silence. “I-Is that how they died?” “No wonder my folks don’t wanna have any more children,” Scootaloo said with a shudder. “Well, ah think we’ve punished ‘em enough for their actions,” Applejack said. The other mares nodded in agreement. “I think we can safely resume school activities starting tomorrow,” Cheerilee said to Mayor Mare. “No, make that the day after,” Mayor Mare said. “Parents are going to have to have ‘the talk’ with their children and not all of them may be able to do so today.” “Ooh! How about a Sex Ed fair?!” Pinkie Pie asked as she sprang out of nowhere, startling everypony present. “P-Pinkie Pie?! Where’d you come from?!” Applejack asked. “An’ what d’ya mean by a ‘Sex Ed fair’?” “Well if all the foals are gonna be learnin’ about it on the same day anyway why not make a massive fair about it so they can all learn together?!” Pinkie Pie bounced up-and-down as ideas ran through her mind. “There’ll be streamers and food and games and activities and-” “Pinkie, no offence, but ah don’t think Sex Ed is the kinda thing ponies usually make a fair about.” “Aah, my dearest Applejack. Don’t you know me by now? I can make a fair about anything!” Pinkie Pie bounced her way towards town, talking about how she’ll need to prepare one thousand balloons in just twelve hours. Mayor Mare looked on with a worried look. “S-Shouldn’t somepony stop her?” “Already on it,” Rainbow Dash said as she released a balloon and pushed it in the direction of Pinkie Pie. “Ooh, something floating!” Pinkie Pie chased after the balloon, completely forgetting about her previous idea. “Alright, well, now that that is taken care of…” Rarity turned to the fillies. Apple Bloom was praying for forgiveness from her parents, Scootaloo was shielding herself with her tail, Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara were banging their heads into a tree and Sweetie Belle had apparently taken up being an ostrich. “Perhaps we should get these little ones home.” “Agreed. C’mon, Apple Bloom,” Applejack said as she picked up her sister onto her back. “Ma and Pa don’t blame ya. It wasn’t yer fault.” “C’mon, Squirt,” Rainbow Dash said as she picked up the shivering filly. “I’ll take ya home and, tomorrow, I’ll show you a cool new trick I’ve been working on.” Scootaloo did not respond. “… That usually works. Huh.” Rarity levitated her sister onto her back. “I’ll take Sweetie Belle to our parents’ house and ask them to fix her,” she said, earning a disapproving look from Cheerilee. “Oh, forgive me for not being ‘motherly’ at the young age of twenty-one! Hmph!” Cheerilee retrieved the last two fillies as the other mares left. “Well then, I suppose I had better get the two of you to your homes.” As the teacher walked down the streets with the two fillies on her back, all was silent. So silent it almost threatened to drive to teacher mad. Finally, one of the fillies spoke. “Miss Cheerilee?” Silver Spoon asked. “Yes?” “Can you tell Diamond Tiara not to learn any new words?” Cheerilee laughed. It was the only response her brain could come up with as she continued walking. “Just remember, any questions-” “Ask you?” Silver Spoon asked. Cheerilee sighed and shook her head. “No. For this, any questions… ask your parents.”
