Well I seem to be starting this chapter right after the last one maybe it'll come out faster. Nah. I wonder what kind of writing I will try to ruin today.

Today was so boring, I mean I couldn't even find Fluttershy when school was over. But I guess it's fine I remember how to get to her little shed? Shack? Cabin? I don't know what to call it but it really isn't liveable. Lets see we went down this road then I asked about that girl that lived over there, I think as I look at a rundown house. It couldn't hurt to go in there right? It's much more liveable than the little shed I slept in last night.

“Hello?” I said as I walked through the broken door. The house isn't as bad as I thought it looked compared from the outside, but it's still a mess. People usually think of me as the airhead, which isn't true at all I've spent at least a thousand years on this planet and in that time I was able to more than seven doctorates. People also think I don't care what happens to others, this infuriates me cause I try to show I care but up until yesterday I have been controlled by Adagio and Aria my entire life. So I will show that I care by cleaning up this house, right that's it, I can clean here until the owner comes back and then I can leave. She will see me as a nice person, that's how it works right?

No time to linger on that thought time to get to cleaning. The kitchen looks like a good place to start.

Maybe not, the kitchen is just empty except for one cabinet that has two cups, three plates, and no bowls, there isn't even any silverware of any kind. The only thing wrong with it is that the fourth plate is on the floor broken with a moldy pizza stuck on it. Back to the living room.

the living room is fine, just fine. Once again the room is practically empty spare but a couch and a TV. Maybe I don't have to clean it, judging by all the accumulated dust no one has actually lived here for a few weeks. Perhaps they're on vacation, but judging by the state this house is in it doesn't seem like anyone would be returning any time soon. Maybe I could clean it, just so I can stay here. I mean it couldn't be that rude if it looks like a crack house. Wait what if it is a crack house?! But... it doesn't smell like drugs or smoke. That is it I have made up my mind I will stay here for the next few...days? Weeks? Months? I can't believe I didn't think through my plan for when I left Adagio! Man maybe I really am just an airhead, I should have thought about this for years, set up a banking account, got a second home to live in. I really should have thought this through. I heard Adagio was at school today maybe I could see if she is back arguing with that person for the apartment back. No I can't do that it would mean I need help!

“Maybe we could earn the money?”

What was that! No-one else is in the house there is only two rooms and I checked them!

“Who is that?” I ask, honestly I don't expect an answer. In my mind I think it was just caused from my stress.

“You have friends now, they don't trust you now but later we could ask for help.”

Not my imagination! It's real! It's real! “Heh, what are you talking about?” I whisper.

“You even saw earlier that you still have magic while your sisters don't, you can use this. You can use your magic to help your situation.”

“You're right, I do have magic but how would I use it properly?” I waited for an answer... no response. “Hello?” No response. “Maybe I am just going crazy but that sounds like a good option at the moment.” I said out loud expecting a reply from that thing. It didn't even sound like a voice more like a slow rumbling vibration, maybe a hum.

I should probably go tell Fluttershy that I have somewhere else to sleep tonight.

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“Hello! Fluttershy?!” I yell out trying to get a response from my friend, but it looks like no ones here right now which is weird because I could have sworn this is where I slept last night. Then I noticed that there was a faint light in the distance that seemed to be coming from a house, maybe that's where she is. The walk there is kind of tedious but it seems that I have complete solitude except for the light that is in the distance. Perhaps not, I remember how I was alone when I heard words come from that low hum, it could still be around me. I cant see anything behind me in the dark of the twilight because of the trees. At least I can get to the house without any real problems.

The light was apparently coming from a window that's on the second story of the house. I didn't notice it but apparently I was walking up a hill and the hill seems to be an abrupt stop and drop down. I would hate to look in; I really would, if I look in now I might seem like a creep. But I look in anyway, I have to know if anyone here can help me. I look in and the walls were a deep purple girls colour. Over on the bed to the right of the window I can see a little girl looking right at me! I duck immediately hoping I was just going to be brushed off as imaginary.

“Your sonata right?” a soft little voice said opening the window. Causing light to pour out of every area of the window even as if through the little girl.

“Y-Yeah, how did you know?” I ask confused about how she knew me.

“I was at the concert, but to prove to me your not a creep sing a song!” she yelled at me not very intimidatingly.

“Okay, what would you like me to sing? I can't promise ill be any good.”

“Something cool!” She exclaims.

“Okay I will try.” I say but honestly I can't think of anything cool so I might as well sing one of my favourites. “Show me how to lie-” I begin singing. It seems as if the light from the room is going into my choker, strange. It did get substantially darker. “Now dance fucker dance-” I continue even after feeling awkward for cursing in front of a little girl that looks like shes been pampered her entire life. In fact she looks happy that I cursed like I thought she was old enough to trust. “See the lightning in your eyes-” I continue now feeling relaxed and getting into the song, hey! I am singing; strange, I sang earlier and it got darker then. Does that have something to do with it? Oh well this little girl likes my singing so that's good. “There's something in your way-” Now it is strange, there seems to like a sun glare around the girl. The sun glare is dark though, aren't they usually bright? The glare started to condense around the girls arm becoming even darker, but nonetheless I continue singing. That was a mistake, the glare I saw hurt her. It hurt her, physically hurt her. The glare squeezed tightly around her arm and made a deep gash that didn't seem to hurt to much or hit anything vital. She screamed, and I stopped singing immediately and leaned through the window to check on her.

“Little girl are you okay?!” I yelled causing something to fall off of a shelf nearby.

“Yes, I'm fine. This is the biggest cut I have yet that doesn't hurt.” She replied calmly, almost happy.

“What do you mean?” I said as she got up with a bleeding arm starting to leak, she went over to her dresser and pulled out a knife.

“What are you doing?!” I screamed very confused about the entire situation. Why would such a young girl have a knife in her dresser?

“It's fine.” She said as she lifted her shirt almost to her ribs showing multiple scratches and scars. “I'm used to this stuff by now, but you should get going Sonata my parents are home and since I have a history of doing this they'll believe I did this to myself.”

“Ah, okay.” I said as I started to back away, still confused about what she meant by a history of doing this kind of thing. I couldn't slowly back away for long as the door began to open in her room. I made a dash down the safest path down the hill.

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“Back here again I suppose.” I say as I walk into the house I attempted to clean earlier. I walked over to the couch and fell down on top of it, drifting into a deep sleep after a tiring day.

At some point in the middle of the night I awoke to some noise coming from the house, it was falling apart after all. I lift my head to investigate the sound hoping that I wouldn't have to get up. When I had gotten my head up I could see a figure standing in the doorway it was both pink and green at the same time so I brushed it off as a figment of my drowsiness and fell back to sleep.

When morning had come I awoke to find a pink blanket was over me. I took it off to find that I wasn't in the house I had fallen asleep in, instead it was bright pink and didn't look like it would fall down, like an actual house. I got up from what was apparently just a mattress with a pillow, sort of like what I fell asleep on my first night away from my sisters. I got up groggily and preceded to make my way out of the door so I could thank whoever brought me here last night. When I had opened the door I found a lady with a black skin colour sitting on a couch watching TV. It amazes me how many colours people can be in this world. She looked over to me and waved me over. I sat on the couch next to her and felt really awkward, this was the first time this has happened, do I thank them and leave or do I stay or something? But before I could finish my thought she picked up a whiteboard and started to write on it.

'How was your night?' It said, I guess she can't talk or just doesn't want to.

“It was great thank you!” I exclaim fast and awkwardly stumbling over my words. She started writhing again.

(Yes Chrysalis is mute and so is Fluffle Puff because in the EG version they never talked.)

'Good what were you doing at my house' She asked.

“I-I just needed a place to stay the night.” I said. “Since you left yesterday I figured you wouldn't mind, the place didn't look like someone would want to stay.” I said not thinking about what I was saying. She looked a little irritated at my comment of the house.

'You can stay there if you stay for breakfast' She wrote.

“Thank you! But uh, do you want me to make breakfast?” she shook her head no. she then pointed over to the door to what I guess was the kitchen. Where she pointed was a pink girl; wearing an apron with her tongue sticking out, holding a tray. She walked over and the sense of nervousness, awkwardness, and embarrassment came over me. She leaned over to put the tray down on the table and in doing so she showed her entire cleavage! She was wearing only an apron!

She then picked up the dry whiteboard and held it to her chest causing one of her boobs to jump out of the apron, seeing this random girls tit wasn't too surprising; having lived a thousand years, but I still blushed a deep red. The girl next to me laughed at my blush even though it was obvious that she was also weirded out from seeing this.

'Phhht' Was what she wrote on the board, and I have no idea what that means. The only difference was that she wrote in pink.

The girl next to me put her hand on my shoulder and wrote on the board.

'She said 'hello' also that her name is Fluffle puff and my name is Chrysalis' Chrysalis wrote.

“Hello Fluffle puff and chrysalis.” I said looking at both of them. The pink one was having her hand slapped away from her nipple by Chrysalis.

Author's Note

i really don't remember what i was typing because i was just rushing to finish the word quota.
it hasn't been a long time since the last chapter i posted so there are so many things wrong with it.
screw it i actually don't care about the quality the like quota for quality hasn't been reached yet.