The Games We are Forced to Play: Deleted Scenes

by Kablam Pony

Quick to Assumptions

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Author's Note

I had debated about putting this part in the original chapter several times before posting. I first wanted to keep it in to lighten the mood after the discrimination, then I said I would just make it a deleted scene to keep the heavy mood, and the argument went back and forth every time I came to thinking about writing this part.

I hope you enjoy it as it brings it back to the tongue and cheek humor that I like.

Have fun! :twilightsmile:


Quick to Assumptions

She shrugged and felt her eye twitch little from sleep. Twilight scrubbed at her eye for a second as she waited at the door. But in her moment of pause, she heard another sound coming from the next door down the hall; the door that led into the room Spike and Rarity taken.

It started off quiet like a whisper on the wind, but steady grew louder and louder until everyone in the hallway.

“Oh, OH! Oh Spike, that feels wonderful! Oh my, that is marvelous!”

Everypony’s face flushed with embarrassment while Twilight’s face seemed to burn with ashamed anger. Just what did Spike think he was doing to cause such a racket?

“SpiiiIIIIIIKE!!” Twilight growled.

There was no way she was going to let her dragon do something so stupid that it could ruin both his and Rarity's life while he was still a baby dragon; a BABY dragon for crying out loud!

Fire filled Twilight's vision as she stomped up the door that led to Rarity and Spike. She reared back kicked the door open with some assistance from her magic to make as big as scene as possible without kicking the door off its hinges.

She stormed into the room searching for her purple and green target. She scanned left and right until her vision locked onto a purple mass that could have been Spike. The yells of shock and surprise were faint voices compared to the roar of anger whooshing around in her head. She flared her wings angrily and reached out with her magic to grasp the purple object. When she got a good grasp of it, she yanked it from its place on the bed and held it upside down in front of her death glare.

“Whoa! Twilight, what are you doing?!” Spike shouted in surprise.

“Just what do you think you are doing!?” Twilight yelled back.

“Twilight, calm down! We think you might be over reacting just a bit!” Applejack and Pinkie Pie tried to curb Twilight's anger.

“You two stay out of this!” Twilight snapped back without looking over her shoulder. She wanted to make sure that Spike did not leave her sight.

“It’s not what you think, Twilight; honest!” he pleaded, “I was just giving Rarity a massage!”

“A likely story!” Twilight scoffed harshly, “Why else would Rarity be making such noises like that?!”

“Twilight, darling! Just what in Equestria do you think you are doing?!” Rarity finally screamed.

Twilight took a moment to glance around her dragon to see what state Rarity was in. Rarity looked perfectly fine with not a single hair in her mane out of place. The bed and bed sheets were in perfect condition with barely a wrinkle in them with Rarity on top of them. She sat there with her forearms crossed and a dirty glare pointed in Twilight's direction.

Twilight paused in her angry torment to analyze Rarity's reaction. It wasn't the ashamed or embarrassed reaction that she was expecting. Her anger turned to confusion as she darted back and forth between looking at Spike and Rarity.

“You mean he really was just giving you a massage, Rarity?” the fashionista nodded, “Then, you weren’t doing anything... you know...?”

“I have no idea what you are going on about, dear,” Rarity huffed, “But I do not take kindly to being barged in on my room and so rudely interrupting my relaxation period and preparing for tomorrow's events.”

Oh, umm...” Twilight gently put Spike back down on the ground with an apologetic smile, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt your... uh, I’ll just be leaving now, hehe!”

Rarity gave another humph as Twilight shut the door and returned to occupying the hallway. She let go sad groan as Applejack and Pinkie Pie stared at her confused.

“Now what in tarnation was all that about, Twilight?” Applejack inquired.

“Oh, nothing; I was just a little quick to, jumping to conclusions, that’s all,” Twilight tried to pretend that her previous outburst was reasonable.

“Oh Twilight, you are such a goof! What was actually happening is that you thought your Spike and Rarity were actually having s-” Pinkie was cut off when Twilight forcefully stuffed her hoof in Pinkie's mouth.

“No I didn’t! I was just remembering what I read in a book once and comparing to what I heard and how the two things kind of matched and...Hoooooh,” Twilight groaned again, “Can we please just go to bed now?”

Pinkie Pie nodded with Twilight's hoof still in her mouth while Applejack just raised an eyebrow again knowing what Pinkie Pie was about to say before Twilight jumped in and stopped her. Twilight pleaded with her eyes with Applejack to drop the matter. Applejack just snickered, finally unable to maintain her mask of neutrality.

Twilight groaned again as Applejack and Pinkie Pie returned to their room snickering all the way. Applejack and Pinkie Pie were never going to let Twilight live this down.

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