A Dazzling Reformation

Chapter Two

by Miffles

Rainbow jumped into Maud's car (with permission, of course), the rest of the girls following suit. Rainbow was the oldest of the nine girls, and therefore was the only one who had a license. Or, rather, the only one who had bothered to take their driver's test yet. She put the keys in, revved the engine and began towards Donut Joe's. The scene of the crime.

"What do you think happened?" asked Fluttershy, breaking the silence.

"I don't know," sighed Twilight, looking back towards the yellow-skinned girl from the passenger seat.

"I really loved Donut Joe's." sighed Pinkie, "Even though he was competition, I went there a few times. His donuts were pretty great..."

"You've gone over there? You can do that?" questioned Sunset.

"Sure I can!" said Pinkie, "It's like you going to another school's football game, or something." Pinkie pondered for good examples. "Kinda like visiting another unive--oh, right, you guys can't do that yet." Sunset looked at Pinkie, confused.

"Sure, whatever, Pinkie." she giggled, wrapping her yellow and red blanket around her tighter.

"Can't ya' go any faster, Dash? A snail could pass us!" remarked Applejack, the only girl noticing how slow the vehicle was going. Everyone else was too preoccupied with their conversations.

"Traffic," growled Rainbow, her knuckles turning white at how hard she was gripping the steering wheel. AJ sighed in exasperation. Of course it was traffic. It's always traffic.

Rarity asked the Dazzlings if they'd ever seen anything like this, to which Adagio replied, "We haven't had much experience with fire...what with, y'know, living in the sea and everything." Adagio scoffed at Rarity's thoughtlessness, but immediately caught herself. "Sirens." She explained further. The girls seemed to forget that pretty often. Forget that the girls were sirens. Well, it made sense, considering that they were only getting used to the fact that Twilight was from a world with talking ponies. They often got very confused when Twilight slipped up and said "everypony" instead of "everybody". Their conversation overlapped with Aria and Sonata's conversation.

"What do you know about good donuts?" Sonata demanded.

"More than you," Aria frowned at the blue-haired girl.

"Do not." Sonata clenched her fist.

"Do so." Aria messed up Sonata's hair.

"Do not!" Sonata fixed her bangs. She huffed, blowing some stray hairs out of her face, turning away from Aria. Aria folded her arms and stared out the window at the cars and emergency vehicles.

"It's like you being able to use your magic as a unicorn! It's easy, Sunset!" Pinkie said cheerfully, finally having come up with a good example. Sunset gasped in understanding.

"Ohh! So it's like--" Sunset stopped mid-sentence and looked down to the piece of paper prodding at Pinkie's arm. "Uh, Pinkie, I think someone needs to give you something?" Pinkie took the paper from the blue hand of Sonata, and unfolded it. It read, "Dear Pinkie, I need to talk to you tomorrow. Sonata." Pinkie noted that there was a heart with a music note over it. Pinkie nodded back at Sonata, smiling, as usual. Even as a crazy party thrower, who was usually over-enthusiastic, she understood when stuff needed to be kept private. And since Sonata handed her a note instead of just saying it when they were so close together,  she figured it was meant to be kept totally between the two of them.

"And the sprinkles!" Sonata daydreamed to Aria, who was ignoring her. She drooled, not bothering to wipe it away.

"You know what color would look great on you?" Rarity said all of a sudden to Adagio, eyes sparkling. "Violet!"

"Oh, uh, thanks? Just my nails...right?" Adagio confirmed nervously. Rarity nodded eagerly. "Fine."

"Finally!" exclaimed Rainbow, sighing in relief. They'd pulled into a parking spot. "Here, we've got a good enough view about what's going on. Roll down your windows." They all did as told, aside from the girls in the very back (the Dazzlings), who peered out of either Sunset or Pinkie's windows.

"Who could've done this?" Fluttershy asked, looking away from the disastrous scene. Twilight, all of a sudden, swung her door open urgently and began to sprint towards a black, shadowy figure.

"Stop!" Twilight commanded, presumably to the figure she was chasing. The person ran faster. Twilight, in an effort to keep up, ran faster. She tripped over a rock, landing almost face first. Fluttershy got out of the car, running to Twilight and helping her up.

"Are you hurt?" Fluttershy began to examine the purple-skinned girl, checking for any scrapes or bruises.

"Just a scrape," Twilight said idly, trying to take off again.

"No, you can't go." Fluttershy said, "I mean, if that's okay with you."

"But they're--"

"Applejack and Rainbow are taking care of it." As if on cue, Rainbow and AJ turned the corner, panting.

"We--" pant, "--couldn't--" pant, "c--catch--" pant, "--them..." Rainbow said, doubled over. Twilight sighed in despair.

"Are you sure? Did you happen to see their faces? If you did, what did they look like?" Twilight bombarded them with more questions. They just shook their heads. The girls gathered in Maud's car, silence hanging in the air for the entire ride home. When they returned, each exhausted girl took out their pajamas and slipped into bed. All except for three girls.