"Are you sure they can know?" asked Diamond Tiara, eyeing the ponies all around her, watching her every move.

"Yes, it's like we were even doing anything!" squeaked Sweetie Belle. That only attracted more attention, and now everypony knew they had been doing something BIG.

"Liar!" said Silver Spoon, pointing at Button Mash. "I know they were doing something! They were in a closet, alone, lights off, together, away from the game. For PONIES SAKE can't you tell they were doing something we all desperately need to know about!?"

Everypony nodded and nudged Sweetie Belle and Button Mash. They also leaned in closer to Diamond Tiara, ready to believe every word she ushered. Discord was sitting at the edge of a beige sofa, his eyes on Diamond Tiara. He was making snakes grow out of Twist's mane without her noticing. When she looked up at Discord, he made them disappear and shrugged. Twist sighed.

"They were-" Diamond Tiara looked around the room. Again, things were at stake. If she told the truth, her popularity would go down from a 10 to a 9.99. If she lied, she would become even more popular, but would probably get a beating from Button and Sweetie. She began feeling guilty for giving everypony so much stress. No. She wasn't somepony who forgave, even apologized for that matter. So Diamond Tiara decided to do the thing she had always been trained day after day to do. Lie.

Diamond Tiara had not always been a liar. Actually, if you were to go back in time a few years ago, you would have seen how truthful this little, dazzling filly had been. But Diamond had ditched those old ways, the ways her mother had shown her to be. The ways Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle almost always were. The ways that hadn't gotten her in trouble, very unlike her new method of lying. But lying made her popular, wanted, and rich. She could give that up and become common, ignored, and poor, or she could continue being a liar. Everything was at stake for Diamond, so that's why she chose to lie.

"Really, I was only going up to my room to change, when I heard a strange noise coming inside this closet of mine, which is a lot bigger than any of the closets you guys probably have," she lied, making Button's eyes go wide.

"We were perfectly quiet Tiara! If only Sweetie hadn't turned on the lights-"

"See, they're both perverts!" exclaimed Diamond. "They were trying to catch me... nude!"

The crowd gasped, and Sweetie Belle just rolled her eyes, and said angrily to Diamond,

"Yeah right! We didn't even know you were coming! It's not like we rigged an accident for you to need to change. And you were the only doing the perverting!"

"You're not popular! You're lying!"

"What's that gotta do with anything!?" screamed Apple Bloom. "Nothin'!"

"Quite on the CONTRARY! All Sweetie Belle wanted was my popularity, so she stuck into my closet to steal my gowns!"

"I did not!" said Sweetie Belle, her face turning reddish pink. She glared at Diamond Tiara.

"I'm telling the truth. That's why it's called truth or dare. You have to tell the truth!" said Diamond Tiara, huffing. Sweetie rolled her eyes again, really annoyed.

"Go on. Tell a lie. I don't care. I will never be one of your minions, under your power. I won't ever even listen to you or care if you're popular. Go on Diamond! Tell the F*****G lie already!" screamed Sweetie Belle. Button Mash held her down, along with a horrified gasp from Diamond Tiara, who was the one usually saying those words herself.

"Fine! But it's the truth!" she screamed. "When I came in, the lights were off. That's true. I was getting curious, and was hearing moans of pleasure and pain coming from the corner of my closet where my most pearly dresses are. I then freaked, like, out and ran to turn on the lights, scared there was a ponynapper or something inside my closet, which really scared me. But when I turned the lights on," she solemnly looked at Sweetie Belle who stared at the floor with anger and sadness. "there were two ponies on the floor. We all know they were Button Mash and Squeaky Belle," a muffled grunt came from Sweetie Belle's direction. "and you might not believe this, but of course it's totally true, but Button Mash had his dick in Sweetie Belle's anal hole."

The crowd went wild, screaming and screeching, Discord above all, patting Button Mash on the back for his first sex movement, while the girls asked Sweetie Belle how it felt, as cold, wet tears littered the floor below the white unicorn. Diamond Tiara smiled triumphantly, as her friends gathered around her in shock. Diamond Tiara watched Button Mash's ears flop down, and Sweetie Belle's tears intensify. She kept smiling. But on her shoulder, she felt something. She turned up, only to see Discord's face of sadness.

"This is disharmony. Trust me, I know,"

"How?"

"Hello? Spirit of disharmony!" he did a little jig along with it.

"Oh. Well, why does your face look so retarded?"

"What? Oh, sad? You probably don't even really know what that feeling is."

"Uh huh I do!"

"Really? Than what's real sadness?"

"When daddy doesn't let me buy new cosmetics,"

"No. That's... something else. Just look at Sweetie Belle's eyes, and Button Mash's... quick breathing."

Diamond Tiara did exactly that.

"Her eyes are wet. His eyes are nervous, and his breathing is very fast."

"What does that mean?"

"They're... angry?"

"Melancholy. Sad. Words like those, more exactly."

Diamond Tiara then felt a giant puff of smoke explode in her stomach.

"DON'T MAKE ME FEEL SAD FOR THEM!" she screamed at a grinning Discord. Discord shrugged, and walked away.

But Diamond Tiara had to do something. Tell at least somepony she was lying to protect her reputation. She looked around the room, and slowly made her way towards Scootaloo and Apple Bloom. She told them. They beat her up.

Once again, the room was silent, as Diamond Tiara's nose began steaming blood, and Apple Bloom and Scootaloo shrieked at what they had done.

Author's Note

Hi everypony! This is Carly S. (AKA James), and I would like to say something. Yeah, you can decide who goes next! Remember, it can be any colt or filly. But also, you may not have noticed, but Layla D. has been off for Monday, Tuesday, and will be off tomorrow as well. She will probably return either Wednesday afternoon or Thursday. I, as well, will not be here tomorrow or Thursday, and not all of Friday until the afternoon. So, DON'T LET LAYLA D. TAKE OVER MY STORY WHILE I'M GONE! If you are wondering why we'll be gone, it's because we go on something called Outdoor Ed. Sorry, can't give away any more details! Bye, and please feel free to vote for the next victim.

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