2 Idiots, 1 Love

"In fact, it was my first day of 8th grade," Vanilla Mocha continued, her mind trailing off into vague memories. She recalled sitting at her light colored, wooden school desk. The smell of daisy sandwich seemed delightful, for she was tempted to nibble some of her lunch out of hunger from skipping breakfast. She knew she couldn't, for she didn't want to break the rules of her new school. It was the first day of eight grade, and she had just transferred to Whitetail Woods Academy. The pimple-covered pony sat in her matching wooden stool, waiting for the teacher to begin class. A familiar yellow furred-blue maned pegasus sat at the teacher's desk.

The teacher was named Mr. Wilikerz. He was Vanilla's homeroom teacher, and he also taught history class. No matter how many times as a filly she had changed schools, she has always found each one different and, in a way, mystifying. The students, the teachers, the border around the marker boards- they always seemed like they belonged. School to Vanilla Mocha was like a home away from home. Being an old-school nerd, that was pretty easy.

This room was different, mainly because it had no 'school' theme. It was Mustangian Timberwolves- navy blue and mustard yellow, with letter M's everywhere. The border, the wall paint, the door handle- everything. Including the teacher! His cutie mark was a blue letter M, and if some ponies didn't know why by looking at his classroom, well, they should've been ashamed. Posters of the Mustangian Timberwolves were everywhere, and a huge blue and yellow flag with the word 'Mustangia' printed on it hung on the wall behind his desk." Vanilla Continued, "The desk was covered in the smallest knickknacks to the biggest electronics. A 32 inch flat-screen TV sat on the side of the desk. (When did ponies even start using TVs, anyway?) Coffee cups lined his desk, and they had the Mustangian Timberwolves symbol on them, along with a few of Ponybuck's logo.

"After first period, I had met my first eight grade friend." Vanilla said, carrying on with the story, "She was yellow with straight blue and black hair, both mane and tail. Her cutie-mark was a movie slate with a pause symbol over it. She sat to the left of me." Vanilla recalled the greeting.

"Hey, what's your name?" The yellow unicorn asked, quickly turning her head around, now facing Vanilla.

"Vanilla... Vanilla Mocha." The other unicorn shyly replied.

"Oh, that's cool. I'm Stopmotion." She smiled.

Vanilla Mocha smiled back, but didn't say a word.

"Attention class!" A stallion yelled.

"My name is Mr. Parker, and I am your science, math, english, and studyhall instructor." A light brown furred earth pony said. He had dark brown business-type hair, and black, square nerdy glasses. His cutie-mark was a red book with the word 'textbook' written across it, as if nopony couldn't tell what it was.

"Is your first name Peter?" A green furred earth pony asked. His name was Tooky, and his cutie-mark was a yellow bird.

"You mean, like Peter Parker?" Another pony named Veronica asked. She too was an earth pony, but the color pink. She had short blonde hair, for both mane and tail, and her cutie-mark was three blue and purple squares, all overlapping each other.

"No, my first name is Andrew." The teacher said.

"You mean like Andrew Garfield? The one that plays Peter Parker, who is Spidermane?" A dark blue earth pony asked. The colt had spiky yellow and purple hair, and his cutie-mark was a piece of candy. His name was Pixie Stick.

"No, I am Andrew Parker. Now please, no more interruptions." The stallion said, smiling.

"You're smiling! You are Spidermane!" Veronica yelled.

"No, I said I wasn't. Do you want a demerit?" Mr. Parker asked, still smiling.

"No..." Veronica mumbled.

Tooky raised his hoof.

"Yes, Tooky?" Mr. Parker asked, fixing his glasses.

"Can you prove to us that you aren't Spidermane?" He asked.

Mr. Parker then proceeded to facehoof.

Plum Rose ended the memory with a question. "Uh, Vanilla. This is a nice flashback and all, but, how does this relate to how you met Blu...?"

"Oh, well, you're gonna have to get comfortable. It's a pretty long story!" Vanilla Mocha replied.

"Goody..." Plum sighed, sinking her head into Lightning Bolt's shoulder.

"At the end of that class is when this story really takes off! I had been sitting at my desk, with my new friend Stopmotion sitting to my left, when somepony, or someponies I should say, came in." Vanilla glanced over at Blu Ray.

"I was in 9th grade at the time, and my teacher was Mrs.Gingermare. She had a paper she wanted me and my friend to take to Mr.Parker." Blu Ray spoke up. He immediately recalled those short but memorable five minutes.

The squeaky, wooden classroom door opened to reveal the two unicorn colts standing behind it in the hallway. Using his magic, Blu Ray had a paper in his green--blue aura.

The teacher looked up. "Come in." His dry voice commanded.

"Are you Mr.Parker?" A pale, light brown unicorn asked.

"Yes, yes I am." The earth pony replied.

"Here, sir." The pale unicorn said, sitting the paper down in front of the teacher on his messy desk full of scattered papers and pens.

"Thank you."

"Come'on, Mike." The Blu Ray said, annoyingly looking at Stopmotion.

Noticing why his buddy wanted to leave, he glanced over to the yellow pony. "Oh, hey Stopmo-" Mike began.

"Somepony said 'hi' to me! Blu!" Stopmotion said loudly, interrupting Mike.

Blu rolled his eyes. The light blue furred pony walked out the classroom, his friend Mike behind him.

"Bye!" Stopmotion smiled, watching the door close.

"You can't hate your sister that much! I mean, I know she's a pain but she's not that much of one! Just look at my brother. Stupid kid is always trying to outdo me in everything!" Mike said, trotting down the hallway.

"But your brother is your twin. My sister, she's- how do I put this into words?"

"You better put why you forgot to ask for a pass into words when Mr.Canter catches us roaming the halls!" Mike said, seeing that the school's strictest teacher, and not to mention he was also the dean, was approaching.

"Do you boys have a pass?" His rough voice growled.

"N-no, sir. We are going to class. We had to run a paper over to Mr.Parker and-"Blu Ray stuttered, noticing his friend wasn't going to talk.

"Quiet! You boys are getting a detention! You've known the rules for years! You two have grown up in this school, and I should know it! Teaching here for about a decade, huh! Meet me in detention hall this afternoon, three O'clock sharp!" The earth pony said.

"And then what happened?" Lightning asked.

"I had detention." Blu said.

"You? Detention? How, what, when?! You had detention! But you were a good kid! I should know because I was bad, and look how you turned out!" Lightning replied.

"You weren't a bad kid." Plum replied, confused at her coltfriend's statement.

"I was a demon compared to him!" The pegasus replied.

"Actually, I was a pretty bad kid in high school. But the reason for this detention was outrageous!" Blu continued.

"Carry on," Plum urged.

"Let's just say that the first day of school for me was probably one of the best days of my life, and I owe it all to detention hall." Blu said.

"What?!" Lightning and Plum Rose exclaimed at the same time.