Hoof-Bred Killer

...Boing! Boing! Boing! Boing!

The bolts were absorbed by a dark grey shield that covered the four mares before breaking like a piece of glass before dissipating into thin air.  I walked away as the four just stood in the alleyway, all of whom, except for Dash but not without lack of trying, were shaking at the near miss.   I turned and started to walk away before muttering, “I have already forgotten why I’m back here.  I say you should as well.”

I teleported away and reappeared in the Cafeteria.  I found that Lyra and Octavia have returned and were trying to cheer up a depressed Ditzy who was trying to hold back tears.

“Hey, I’m back and no one got hurt,” I said with a smile, trying to diffuse the tension.  Ditzy’s ears perked up at my voice and turned to look at me.  She stood up and when I held my arms out, she slapped me so hard I stumbled back and was forced to turn my head to look at everyone, everypony, else who were staring back to see what that loud noise was.

I felt arms wrap around my torso and the life being squeezed out of me.

“Let me rephrase that,” I say with a sad smile. “No one got hurt but you Ditzy.  I’m sorry I ditched you to deal with the others but none of them got hurt and I didn’t get hurt by them.”

Ditzy loosened her grip and Lyra came to share a hug.I must have really worried them cuz Lyra rarely gives me a hug except on a holiday or for her or my birthday.  I was really thrown off when Octavia stood up, walked over, and placed a hand on my shoulder.  I lessen my smile as something tickles the back of my mind.Why?...

“Night?”  Octavia said from her seat, lifting an eyebrow at me.  “Why are you just standing there?  Say something.”

I blink and realize a lot of people are still staring and my cheek is really tingly.  I look over at Octavia and see Ditzy pulling her hand back before giving me a rather scary stare.I hope she doesn't have, the stare!I think as she draws closer to me, her cross eyed glare easily tearing into me like a napkin.  I gulp and remain quiet.

“Why would you leave me here alone while you went to get beat up by a few mares?!”  she screamed as she got near my face.

“...”

“Well!”

“sorry.”

“What?

“Sorry Ditzy okay!  I just wanted to get this over with and I don’t need you thinking any less of me than you probably already do.  So there, I’m sorry.”  I clear my throat and try to smile again.  This time, Ditzy just collapses into my arms and lightly beats my chest.  I stare at Lyra and she’s just blushing and starting to giggle.  Octavia just clears her throat and pushes my bottle over to me.  I pick it up with my magic and take a swig.

“So, how were the muffins?”

“Good,” she sniffled.  She straightened herself and smoothed out her blouse and wiped her face.  I muss up her hair and she lets out a giggle before playfully swatting my hand away.  I finish my drink and we go about to our last class.

THREE DAYS LATER

I've managed to avoid any more trouble from Rainbow, Lotus, Aloe, and the other mare whose name I still don't know.  I guess Rarity probably heard about what happened and told them to leave me alone, well, that or they are still afraid that I was about to actually hit them with magic bolts.  Either way they left me alone and that meant I no longer needed to skulk around corners in fear of running into any of them.  Right?

I close my locker and am met with the blue mare's face inches from mine.  "Gah!  What is the matter if you mares?! You all show up inches from my face!"

She shies away and flattens her ears before looking up at me with a slightly guilty look.  "I-I just wanted to apologize for the last time we met.  I'm Colgate, if you still wanted to know my name."

I open my mouth to say something until her entire utterance clicks in my head...  "Apologize?  Shit, uh okay yeah I accept your apology and Colgate?  Interesting name I bet you got a lot of toothpaste related jokes sent at you when you first came to Earth huh?"

She nods her head, looking at me as I attempt to make small talk.  She giggles and I'm almost confused until she grabs a sheet of paper from my horn and places it in my hand.  "Um...Here."

I look stupidly at her then the paper...For buck sakes!  I thought I stopped doing that already.  Well at least it wasn't anything important, just a random ass doodle I made in Calculus yesterday.  I take the piece of paper and hold it up to the ceiling, looking at the hole.  It was positioned where the belly button on the mare was supposed to be.  "Oh that is funny."

"What?"

"Hm?  Oh nothing, " I say before preparing to crumple up the paper just to have it snatched by magic.  Colgate looks at it and is stifling a giggle of her own before looking back to me.  "Who is this?  Is she a real pony?  If so I've never seen her around here."

"Yeah she goes here, her name's Vinyl Scratch, she runs the DJing for all the College parties on and off Campus."

"Oh?  Does she now you draw her?"

"Yeah, I would hope so, she sits down most of the time so I could when I had actual art classes in high school.  She's my adopted sister, or rather I was adopted into her family since my parents were part of the fifteen percent."

"Oh.  Sorry to hear that."

"Don't worry, its buried now and I've gotten over it..."  I stop talking once I see her gaze shift from me to a space behind me.  I turn and see Lyra bolting up to me with Ditzy and Octavia close behind.  They were all rushing towards me and tears were on all of their faces.  All I see is the random scene from the lunchroom as Ditzy and Lyra hug me, sobbing all the while as Octavia puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Oh Night, I'm so sorry," Octavia says barely keeping herself from turning into a sobbing mess like the other two.  I glance from the girls to Colgate and she just sneaks away, not wanting to intrude.

"Hold on girls.  What's wrong?  Why are you crying and, Octavia, why are you sorry?  I could really use an explanation here," I say as the mares' expressions turn from sad to confused, more confused than me!

"Wait, you mean you don't know?" Lyra says wiping her nose on her sleeve.  "But you damaged you drawing of her!  How can you say you don't know!"  She repeated growing into a shrill shout as she falls into me again.

I look down at the ruined drawing of Vinyl and look once more to her mare-friend, Octavia.  "What is going on?"