Author's Note

It's the CMCs vs Garble and his bunch. The challenge....

FIXY TEXT

July 22-Fixy Text

Apple Bloom was enjoying a pleasant time with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. The three of them haven't been together in a while.

"Rarity and I recently went to the mall." Sweetie said. "I saw some clothing at a discount."

"What kind of clothes did you get?" Apple Bloom wondered.

"I found a buttoned sky blue shirt, a brown vest and flowing deep blue skirt. I think I'll save it for visiting Sweet Apple Acres. Once you come home, of course."

Apple Bloom was glad that she is with her friends. They went to a fast food place for lunch. Just then, Garble and his two pals, Clump and Flume, saw the girls go in. Wanting everyone to think the girls cannot be trusted, the brutes went to the restaurant, grabbed the girls, and threw them out.

"And, stay out!" Garble said angrily. "They don't allow gossip mavens in here!"

"Hey!" Scootaloo gasped. "We paid for our crimes."

"Nobody believes you." Flume seethed.

The boys soon got super angry as Garble spoke up. "Come on, boys. LET'S BEAT UP THESE BRATS!!!"

Seeing them getting mad, the girls ran for it. They made it to the internet cafe when one of the workers saw them coming.

"Hi, girls." The worker said. "Everything okay?"

Apple Bloom shook her head 'No' as Garble and company caught up to them.

"Time to send you three TO THE HOSPITAL!!!" Garble growled.

The worker stepped up to confront the brutes. "Picking on people smaller than you again. Huh, Garble?"

"Out of the way. We have a right to beat them up!"

"Instead of resorting to violence, how about you three battle these girls in another challenge?"

This got everybody's attention. Clump spoke up. "Sounds fair to us. What's the challenge?"

The worker gave the two groups the answer. "The challenge is Fixy Text. Follow me, you guys."

The two groups followed the worker inside. Minutes later, all six individuals plug their smartphones into the laptops. (Good way to charge them up) Soon, a female voice came from a huge screen in front of the table group. "Hello, there. I need your help. I get a lot of text messages from people. You got to help me get out of these spots."

"Okay, friends." The worker said. "Group 1, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, is up first."

The girls got ready with Garble and his pals looking on. The screen shows a message from somebody named Fred. It reads, "Hey, babe. How about coming over my place. I got plans for the both of us."

They saw a response saying, "I'm not really comfortable with your idea of fun." The female voice speaks again. "Now, place your cursors wherever you want. Then, start typing."

The girls positioned themselves and are ready. The female voice starts them. "Ready, set, FIX!"

As the girls started typing away, the bullies watch with interest. A minute later, the typing was done. And, the response got bigger.

"Are you full of manure? I'm not really comfortable with your perverted ego, nor your ideas for fun. Somebody like you probably use me, just to dump me later. Don't expect any phone calls. Just hit the road you creep. Scram!"

"That's some good response." The computer voice said. "Now, your opponents will each choose seven words they like."

The boys look at the message and selected their words. Some of Scootaloo's words got the most attention. Apple Bloom was in second, and Sweetie Belle came in third. Soon, a response came in. Fred replied, "Oh yeah? Listen here you dizzy dame. You'll let me date you whether you like it or not". The response to that reads, "You dare talk that way to me? I should report you to the police!"

"Okay, Team Garble." The worker announced. "It's your turn to text."

As the boys get ready, Garble turns to the Cutie Mark Crusaders. "I admit, you three did good. But, watch what we can do."

The brutes began their own typing. The girls watch with concern and worry. When they were done, the brutal trio presented their own masterpiece.

"Why are you talking like I'm some sort of throwaway object? You dare talk that crap this way to me. I should kick you in the naughty bits, you're such a crud! But, I want to be polite. So, I should report you to the police. Think about that."

That was well typed. The girls had a tough time deciding which words they like. But, they made their choices. Soon, the worker got their attention. "All six of you has done good. Those Collab points really added up. And, the winner of Fixy Text is........ Scootaloo!"

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle cheered for their friend's victory. Garble and his bunch were shocked. Especially since Garble came a close second. Soon, the three bullies left the internet cafe, beaten and humiliated.

"I never knew that Scootaloo came up with some good words." Clump grumbled. "What'll we do now, boss?"

"We should head for home." Garble suggested. "If we stick around, that cafe worker might call the cops on us."

Clump and Flume nodded. So, all three of them ran fast, not taking any chances with the cops showing up. Later, the girls returned to the restaurant. The people working there apologized for how Garble treated them. Soon, the girls were having a peaceful lunch. Apple Bloom raised her glass. "Here's to Scootaloo. The winner of Fixy Text!"

Scootaloo felt her face turning red as Sweetie Belle gave her a hug.

"Aw, thanks you guys." Scootaloo said happily. "We all did good on that game."

"Scootaloo is right." Sweetie Belle added. "The three of us DO make a great team."

"I reckon we do." Apple Bloom said, feeling good about this win.

What they don't know is watching them from another table, Abacus Cinch watches with interest.

"So, the stories about Apple Bloom staying at Jackbox Village for the summer are true." Abacus said to herself. "I should find a challenge in this suburban area that could intice her. I wonder if she's into trivia."