There was a weird thing about the teachers and counselors with cell phones. They all had ones issued by the camp and, just like young adults, they were on it all the time, especially when we were working on something. I was told that they had an app on it that they used to communicate with each other, like a chat room. They would also take photos and sent it to Slate Mind, who would take it and update their social medias with it. It was forward-thinking to the "no phones whatsoever" mantra that I was used to.

So when I heard the buzz on one of my teacher's phones during an activity, I did not even give it a second thought. But when she announced why it was buzzing, I knew something was up.

"Oh! Um... Blue and Twilight? You both are needed at Slate’s office. Try not to kill each other on the way!" The teacher smirked. Our little “drama” was the talk of the camp since yesterday's “Trivia Off.”

Twilight took her time getting her stuff together, especially since she was already done with her project while everyone else was halfway through theirs.

Everyone gave me a look of confusion because of the fact it was Twilight and I being sent to the office at the same time.

"Dead man walking." Someone muttered

"Twilight is about to have someone disappear." Someone else joked.

I thought nothing of it, knowing we were gonna get a talking-to about last night and nothing else.

"We should be done when you get back, if at all," Bubbly said with a wink and a grin.

Next week I was excited for. We were going to finally experience the end of the cooler weather and the start of summer heat, so having the girls in my class wearing shorts and the camp shirts would still be around for a bit.

Nevertheless, I still enjoyed the cool weather and hoped my nonexistent abs would impress the ladies.

A minute or two later I was at Slate Mind's office. I entered the door and was met with his lavish office. Hardwood floor, the back wall covered with many degrees, doctorates, and awards that he had received through his entire career. He had a stern smile while Twilight had that bitch face, which I realized it was permanent at that point.

"Come m'boy! Sit!" He said as he offered a seat next to Twilight. It wasn't close enough where we were within punching range of each other, so it made the decision to sit much easier if it wasn't an order. I took my seat and watched as Slate got up and paced his office, deep in thought. I looked like he was trying to think of how to say what he wanted to say without offending either of us.

"So, I notice you two… Well, you're not getting along. You two are constantly bumping heads over the smallest things. You two are always fighting, and I feel that the Trivia Off was the last straw. I can't have people challenging each other to trivia-off's over this stuff." He started

"Wait, trivia-offs are that bad around here?!" I cackled.

"Yes, Silver Comet, but maybe if you paid attention to how we do things around here, maybe you learn a thing or two!" Twilight snapped.

"Says the class outcast, and its Blue Comet,! Get it right, Twilight Snarkle!" I snapped back.

"SHUT UP. BOTH OF YOU!" Slate roared. "This is exactly what I'm talking about. You two bicker like a married couple. In fact, I've made a decision to remedy this problem. Congratulations, consider you two married!”

Twilight and I looked each other in confusion, hoping maybe the other would have any idea what he just said, and then to him.

"Sir? I don't understand," Twilight asked.

We knew we were in for it when he gave us the most sinister grin.

"From now on, the both of you are partners. In ‘all’ aspects."

My heart sank with that literal death sentence. Twilight had a look of disgust on her face. I didn't take it personally since I felt the same way about her.

Twilight objected. "Wait! You can't just force us to-"

"Yes I can, Ms. Sparkle, and I… Well… I just did." He interrupted. "You both have to understand. In the real world, you can't just 'block' people you work with or have to not interact with. It's not wise, neither is causing a scene at each opportune moment. Now, I have already sent instructions to your professors and activity coordinators of my decision and they will enforce it tomorrow. The only times I don't want you two together is showering, shitting, and sleeping. Beyond that, you two must be at the hip. You fail that, well…. Your grade here is on the line."

I laughed. "Failing a summer camp? Oh, what's the worse that can happen?!"

"The same summer camp that has a reputation with every elite private and public university. Remember that they contact us for a recommendation, alright 'Canterlot University' hopeful?" He said.

When I realize that, I quickly quieted down. The last thing I needed was my father disowning me for failing to attend his alma mater, like the men and women in my family timeline. They were all Canterlot University Alumni.

"Oh great, you're gonna dudebro up my school of choice, too?!" Twilight snapped.

"You better quiet down, Twilight. Lest the princess knows why you failed at this institution." Slate rebutted.

She quieted down as well. We both knew we fucked up… Or at least I knew I did. Twilight probably was blaming me for the predicament.

"Now, I will be calling you into my office every other week to check up on your progress. If you two do this and have no more incidents, I will see about getting you two extra consideration for admission to CU. Did I mention the Chancellor of the university is my sister?"

Put up with Twilight in exchange for not dishonoring the family lineage? Oh, this one was a piece of cake!

As I looked over to Twilight, I knew she had the same thought. We both had a stake in this new forced-partnership, so at least that would keep us from murdering each other, or so the three of us hoped.

Author's Note

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