The Fillyhood of Sprinklejinx

At school the next day, things were much different. The older foals didn’t tease me for being a blank flank. Mrs. Luster congratulated me for being accepted to Cadence’s School and said she would miss having me around. She even had me come up to the front of the class to show them my cutie mark and tell them about how I got it. When it was time for recess I approached Destiny.

“Hey, Destiny. Guess what?” I asked. I wanted to tell my classmates about my encounter with Princess Cadence so badly I forgot how angry she was at me. She continued to jump rope like I wasn’t even there.

“What do you want? Are you here to show off your cutie mark some more?” She asked.

“No. Actually, I wasn’t. Can you get over it already?” I asked.

“How about you try working so hard and not get what you want?” Destiny asked. I had just about enough of listening to her whining for one day.

“How about you try shutting up?” I asked narrowing my eyes at her. Destiny grabbed the jump rope with her teeth and whipped me with it. After being hit a few times I ducked out of the way. I used my magic to tie her hooves together with the rope and pushed her onto the black top. She pulls my mane.

“Fillies! Fillies! Stop! What’s gotten into you?” Mrs.Luster said getting in between us.

“She started it? And she hurt me.” Destiny said pointing her hoof at me and pretending to cry.

“I don’t care who started it. Into my classroom, now. You two should be ashamed of yourselves.” She said.

I bend over to untie her. As soon as Mrs. Luster turns her head, Destiny sticks her tongue out at me.

“As your punishment you two will clean my chalk board erasers for the rest of recess.” Mrs. Luster said. I reluctantly levitated the erasers outside. Destiny patted the erasers together making a cloud of chalk dust form into the air. We both coughed in unison. I tried to rub the chalk dust out of my eyes. We exchange dirty looks. Destiny sticks her nose up into the air. I levitated the erasers into the air and patted them against each other. When we we’re done I use my magic to make the clouds of chalk dust into different shapes.

“Can you make a triangle?” Destiny suddenly asked.

“Sure.” I said using my magic to make the chalk dust cloud into a triangle.

“I’m sorry about earlier. I just wish that I saw the princess and got my cutie mark. I’m just so sick of every pony picking on me for not having my cutie mark. We make a great team, don’t we?” She asked.

“Yeah, I guess we do.” I said. I never apologized because she deserved all the things I said and did to her.

“Too bad you’re transferring schools soon.” Destiny said.

“Well maybe you will be the first foal in the class to have a cutie mark after I leave.” I said. The bell rang and I waited for Dice outside the school.

“Hi, Jinx!” Dice said giving me a noogie.

“Hello.” I replied trying to fix my mane. He was already a few hoof steps ahead of me. I picked up the pace a little.

“I heard mom and dad talking about Filthy Rich last night. I don’t think he’s going to be a good brother in law from the sound of it.” Dice sighed.

“Maybe if we start a lemonade stand we can get enough bits to pay back Filthy Rich. Then Clover Mane won’t have to get married.” I said.

“You can’t make that much money off of a lemonade stand. I don’t think there’s anything we can do about it.” He said as we were walking around the patch of forbidden grass.

“Why the long face, little ponies?” A stallion said chewing the forbidden grass. He towered over me.

“He’s a stranger.” I whispered. We both turned around.

“You don’t know who that is? That’s Flank Kicker. He is the toughest gang member in Fillydelphia. He took out three stallions with a yoyo.” Dice said.

“That’s right.” Flank Kicker said. His eyes were bloodshot and he couldn’t stand up straight.

“I’ve never heard of him.” I said.

“You two seem kind of down. Have a little grass. It’ll make ya feel better.” He said.

“Papa said we’re not supposed to eat the forbidden grass. It’s bad for you.” I said.

“A daddy’s girl, are you? A little bit won’t hurt you.” He said.

“It smells funny.” I said backing away from the forbidden grass. I was slightly curious of what was so special about it.

“It’ll make your worries go away and make you tough like me.” He said.

“I’m already plenty tough. I just took down one of my classmates today.” I said.

“See. Being a little rebellious and breaking the rules puts a little hair on your chest.” Flank Kicker said.

“I have plenty of fur on my chest. Now stop telling me what to do.” I said trotting away. “I showed that meathead right, Dice? Dice???” I asked. There was no response. I saw Dice standing in the forbidden grass. He hesitated for a moment before taking his first bite.

“What’s it taste like?” I asked.

“It makes my head feel kind of fuzzy.” Dice mumbled sounding ill. He gagged.

“That’s how you’re supposed to feel. Have a little more.” Flank Kicker said. Dice ate another mouthful.

“It’s not so bad once you get used to it.” Dice said.

“Now that’s a colt who knows how to live on the edge.” Flank Kicker said.

“You’re going to be grounded once he smells that grass on your breath.” I said.

“You better not squeal on me, Jinx. If you do I’ll tell mom you talked to a stranger and got into a fight today. I’ll be mad at you and I won’t help you learn how to use magic anymore.” Dice said. He never raised his voice at me like that before.

“Alright. I won’t tell any pony.” I said.

“Pinkie Promise!” He said.

“Cross my heart and hope to fly or stick a cupcake in my eye.” I said putting my hoof in front of my eye.

“Good. Now let’s go home before they get suspicious.” Dice said putting some of the grass into his saddle bag for later.

“So tell me. How does it taste? Does it taste like normal grass?” I asked.

“Stop talking about the g-r-a-s-s. Somepony might hear you.” He said.

“Something doesn’t seem right about that Flank Kicker guy.” I said.

“I saw him once when our dad took us to a wrestling show.” Dice said.

“Don’t you think it’s a little bad that we went behind papa’s back like this?”I said.

“We weren’t hurting anypony.” He said.

“I’m not good at being sneaky.” I said.

“If you slip you’re going to get me in big trouble.” Dice said taking the key out from under the welcome mat and coming inside our house.

“Where were you two?” Momma asked.

“We stopped at the library to uh…” Dice said.

“Read some of the Dancy Doo Mystery books.” I stammered.

“Oh, well that’s nice. Did you have fun?” Momma asked.

“Yeah. But they didn’t have the book I was on in the series.” I said.

“I guess you’ll have to wait until the pony who took it out returns it. So how was Destiny acting today?” Momma asked.

“We got into a little fight, but then the teacher made us say sorry.” I said.

“It’s always important to apologize when you do something wrong.” Mama said.

“Yep. I’m going to try to do a new spell.” I said trying to escape up to my room. She didn’t seem too suspicious. I never enjoyed being deceitful, but I was pretty good at lying. My mother seemed to have bought my story for now, but how long can she go without knowing? What she didn’t know couldn’t hurt her…Right?