No Two Flakes

By Mist

Chapter IX

It was nearing only a week or so before Christmas, and as you all know things haven’t exactly been very wonderful for our friends have they? I mean what with Rainbow finding CJ like that in the last part of our story, Soarin unable to get in contact with his long time crush after their little night of passion, and we haven’t even seen our friend Applejack for a while have we? To top that all off, Spike got the scolding of a lifetime from Rainbow and probably wet himself; that girl can be quite scary sometimes.

Where should we even begin? I mean it’s not exactly like you can decide anyways, as we’ll always be starting where I choose. I suppose we’ll begin with our friend Fluttershy whom at this point was residing in Rainbow Dash’s living room. Sitting there on the couch, she tightly gripped a can of soda she was working through as Rainbow walked around the room looking to gather her things together for the outing she was planning. Her and Rarity had a lot to discuss, she knew but she wanted to set aside some time for her friend whom she had neglected for almost the entire month.

With her eyes on a mirror, Rainbow adjusted her hair as she spoke out to Fluttershy. “So yeah, Rarity and I have been hanging out a lot lately. She’s surprisingly not as high strung as I would have imagined. She’s actually kind of chill.”

“So now you’ve got a crush on Rarity too?” Fluttershy rolled her eyes.

“Not really, though if the offer was on the table to destroy that ass I’d jump on it. However I couldn’t see us dating. To be honest I’m not sure if she’s even into girls, she gives a lot of mixed signals.” Rainbow explained as she finished her hair.

“What have you two been doing lately…?” Fluttershy questioned. Rainbow’s statement only made her feel more curious about what the two have been doing together to bring up such a topic even.

Rainbow looked back with a smirk. “You don’t kiss and tell, but expect me to?”

“You did not kiss Rarity.” Fluttershy dismissed.

“Oh, but I did.” Rainbow’s grin grew bigger as she sat down next to her friend on the couch and put an arm around her shoulder.

“Wait, what?” Fluttershy perked up and turned her full attention over to Rainbow. She could tell from her eyes that she was being honest. She always had a little sparkle in her eyes when she was bragging that Fluttershy learned to identify. She recalled first seeing it when they were in middle school and Rainbow bragged about making out with a girl in the ninth grade.

“Do you want to know what it was like?” Rainbow asked.

Fluttershy bit her lip, and nodded slightly, not really wanting to admit her curiosity. “Kind of…”

Rainbow shook her head and laughed. “Look at you… Down girl.”

Fluttershy gave her a gentle shoulder slap and rolled her eyes again. “Shut up, just tell me.”

Rainbow leaned in and smiled. “Well I gotta tell you… She’s pretty good at it. Either she’s done it before or she’s just an amazing natural at it…” She gestured for Fluttershy to get closer as they gossiped; the young girl did so. “There were some moans.” Rainbow added.

Fluttershy gasped and covered her mouth. “No way! Get out of here!”

Rainbow nodded. “Oh yeah, tugging her hair had some interesting effects.”

“I never pictured Rarity like that…” Fluttershy said. “What were you two kissing for anyways?”

“We were having a bit too much to drink. It wasn’t anything significant, didn’t really feel that spark, you know?” Rainbow shrugged.

“Figures that you would make out with a famous fashion designer… You’ll be bragging for years when she makes it big…” Fluttershy was already thinking about listening to her gloat whenever the topic came up.

Rainbow laughed before getting up and going through a drawer to find her watch that she had misplaced. “Only a little bit. Speaking of make outs… How did things with Soarin go? Did you guys do the old in-out?”

Fluttershy grew quiet and looked down. “Well… I…”

“What did he suck at it? I keep telling you, I will gladly come in and show you two how it’s done, it’s no big deal.” Rainbow joked.

Fluttershy stayed silent, which cued Rainbow in that something was wrong. Fluttershy always got all riled up about that joke.

“What’s wrong?” Rainbow asked.

“Nothing…” Her meek friend responded.

Rainbow turned over to her with a concerned expression. “What happened?”

“Don’t worry about it…” Fluttershy said.

It was like a fire was starting to burn inside of Rainbow as her concern grew. “Fluttershy…” She paused. “Did he hurt you?”

“Just leave it alone, please…” Fluttershy commented.

It was as if she had said the exact opposite as Rainbow got enraged and slammed her hands on top of the dresser she was in front of. “That mother fucker! He is going to pay for this. Don’t worry Fluttershy I’m on it.” She reached in the top drawer and retrieved her gun.

Fluttershy instantly took alarm. “Rainbow! Where did you get that!?” She backed away frightened.

“I’m taking care of it, relax.” Rainbow replied.

Fluttershy jumped from her seat and ran to the door blocking it. Rainbow attempted to push her out of the way as she waved her gun around. “Out of the way, I’m just going to talk to him...” Rainbow was practically seething.

“Rainbow put the gun away! Please!” Fluttershy begged.

“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna kill him… Some girl in the future is just going to have to love half of a man…” She insinuated as she again tried to move Fluttershy out of the way.

“He didn’t do anything, Rainbow!” Fluttershy shouted. Rainbow relaxed and lowered her weapon. “It was consensual…” Fluttershy added.

“Oh…” Rainbow shrugged and patted her friend on the shoulder. “Good for you then, what’s the problem then?”

“Remind me not to make you angry…” Fluttershy commented. “And please put that gun away!” She begged.

With a laugh she placed the gun in her waistband and covered it up with her shirt. “Sorry… So what’s wrong then?”

Fluttershy looked down and grabbed the end of her sweater nervously. “Well… I… Ummm… I…” She was having a hard time getting it out. “I’m pregnant…”

Rainbow blinked. “W-what?” She found herself looking down at Fluttershy’s stomach. She placed a hand onto her friend’s stomach and met her eyes with her own. “For real?”

Fluttershy nodded. “I… I don’t know how to tell him…”

Taking her friend’s hand she sat her back down and took both of her hands into her own. “Why not?”

The girl just sighed and looked Rainbow in the eyes. “He’s a big soccer star, Rainbow… He has this big scholarship and he’s got so much going for him… I don’t want to take that away from him…”

“And what about you? He gets to run off and do whatever and leave you a single mother?” Rainbow protested.

“Rainbow I appreciate the concern, but I need to handle this my own way. Please don’t tell him, I need to handle myself here…” Fluttershy instructed.

With a sigh, Rainbow nodded. “Fine, but I’m here for you, Fluttershy.”

Her friend smiled and nodded. “Thank you, Rainbow.”

There was a moment of silence which was broken with a question. “So why do you have that gun?” Fluttershy asked.

Rainbow laughed. “Don’t worry about it.”

Applejack knew this was probably a bad idea, but she tuned it out of her mind. Her thoughts of Clover were constantly being pushed out of her head as she approached the door of an apartment just a few streets down. She made sure to go through the back road so no one would see her. She wished to remain as incognito as possible. Part of her didn’t really fully understand what she was trying to do; she just knew that she would not be able to sleep with a clear head until she came here.

With a big gulp she knocked on the door and shuffled in her spot impatiently. Within a few seconds, the door swung open and there standing in front of her was the familiar glassy eyes of Cloudchaser. The blind girl reached forward and placed a hand onto Applejack’s face. After examining her for a moment she laughed. “What’re you doing here?”

Applejack found herself tongue twisted. “Uhh…”

“You don’t make any sense you know that? First you say it’s over and then you show up here…” Cloudchaser sighed.

“Ah’… Ah’ missed hangin’ out with ya’…” AJ admitted.

Cloudchaser smirked. “Well… I am pretty awesome so that’s understandable.”

“Ah’ was thinkin’ maybe we could like… Just hang out for a bit, talk maybe?” AJ asked.

With a nod, the alternative girl gestured for her to follow her inside. Applejack nodded and did so. Cloudchaser’s apartment was exactly as AJ remembered it; a total disaster zone of clothing and other various things that have not moved in months. Cloudchaser was always super messy.

Cloudchaser sat down on the couch, followed by AJ who sat down next to her, already feeling rather awkward about being here. Cloudchaser stretched and picked up an energy drink sitting on the table after feeling around for a bit for it.

“So uh… How’ve y’all been?” AJ tried to break the ice.

“That’s the best line you got?” Cloudchaser asked. “I mean come on you came all the way here and that’s the best opening line you could come up with?”

AJ rolled her eyes. “Look, Ah’m tryin’ here… Ah’ don’ exactly know all the rules to this, y’know? There’s all these weird rules for when ya’ break up that I still don’t get...”

Taking a big gulp of her drink she shrugged. “So you want to hang out again, but aren’t you afraid I’ll hit on you or something?”

Applejack shook her head, “It don’t matter. Ah’ll live.”

There was a silence which Cloudchaser wanted to break but for the longest time she found herself unable to speak. Finally getting a word or two out she offered a suggestion to her. “Let’s go out right now.”

“Seriously?” AJ asked.

Cloudchaser nodded, “My schedule is clear at the moment, so why not?”

“It’s pretty cold out, how about we jus’ stay here for a bit and talk?” AJ smiled.

“Works for me.” Cloudchaser shrugged.

Applejack wasn’t sure that she was ready to handle more outings with the girl just yet. Cloudchaser tended to get fairly grabby when the two was hanging out and she got a little too excited.

“How’ve your classes been?” Cloudchaser asked before sipping from her drink again.

“Alright, ‘Ah suppose, but pretty hard… It’s so strange that my sis is almost a straight A student an’ ‘Ah struggle just to get Bs half the time… How’d she get so damn smart?” Applejack wondered out loud. Applebloom seemed to fit right in when she came to the city, but AJ always had a hard time adjusting to everything. It may have had to do with the fact that she always interacted with Scootaloo who came from a city life when they lived back on the farm.

“I like your sister though, she’s spunky.” Cloudchaser chuckled.

“Try secretive… Girl used to tell me everything, now she is a closed book.” Applejack frowned.

It was true, when they were younger, her and Applebloom shared everything, now it was rare that the two even talked for more than a few minutes. Applejack knew she was partially to blame. When her and Cloudchaser were dating on and off she had to keep quiet and elusive to her sister so she wouldn’t catch on.

“Well that’s what happens when you keep things from her, she keeps them from you.” Cloudchaser’s tone sounded very matter-of-a-fact and it was clear she was chastised Applejack for keeping their relationship secret for this long.

“Listen… Maybe ‘Ah was wrong…” Applejack admitted.

“Oh? The patron of honesty is admitting wrongdoing? Where’s my tape recorder?” Cloudchaser remarked sarcastically.

Applejack frowned, but continued. “It’s not like Ah’m good at this stuff…”

“You’re right. You’re not.”

Trying to lighten the mood, she decided to change the subject again. “Hey, remember when you tried to teach me to DJ?”

Cloudchaser smirked, clearly remembering that story all too well. “Oh I remember… You cranked the bass up way too high and nearly blew your eardrums out. They would have started calling us Helen and Keller if that happened.”

Applejack chuckled as she began to have it all come back to her. “But remember after y’all showed me the right way…” She sighed contently. “Like… ‘Ah miss that…”

Cloudchaser nodded silently and smiled as she placed a hand on Applejack’s cheek. “We can do that again.”

“Ya’ think so?” AJ scooted closer and allowed her long time friend place her arm around her shoulder.

“Only if you’ll let me teach you…” Cloudchaser grew quiet and her breathing irregular.

Leaning in slowly Applejack nodded and felt her lips reach only an inch from Cloudchaser’s. “’Ah… Would like that…”

Not answering, the punk rocker reeled her in the rest of the way with the arm around AJ’s neck and made their lips touch. Applejack wanted to make it stop, but found herself enjoying it instead. She had forgotten how great of a kisser Cloudchaser was. Passionate, fierce, and ambitious, just how AJ liked it. Cloudchaser had a strange way of taking control that Applejack just loved that Clover just couldn’t do for her. He was too kind and gentle, but she was too bashful to tell him she wanted something more forceful. That and he probably didn’t have it in him.

The feelings of betrayal exited her mind as she focused on the feeling of electricity running through her whole body from this kiss. Placing her arms around Cloudchaser, she pulled her in deeper for more as she felt her tongue dance with her lover’s. AJ didn’t want it to end; she just wanted to take as much as she could get away with before Cloudchaser ended it.

Finally pulled herself away, Cloudchaser smiled. Applejack brushed a strand of hair out of Cloudchaser’s face as she placed her hand on the young girl’s cheek. “Y’all have such a cute face, y’know that?”

“I wish I could see yours…” Cloudchaser frowned a bit as she replied.

Taking both of Cloudchaser’s hands, AJ placed them both on her face. Gently, she guided Cloudchaser’s hands across her cheeks and all over her face. Cloudchaser quickly started taking control and ever so gingerly began to trace Applejack’s face with her hands, gentle finger touches to the outline of her bone structure helped paint a picture in her mind. “Why couldn’t I have met you before I lost my sight?” Cloudchaser spoke softly.

“Why do ya’ ask?”

“Because I can tell you’re gorgeous… I would pay any amount to see your face just once…” Cloudchaser replied.

Applejack blushed to which Cloudchaser laughed. “Heh, made you blush.”

“How can ya’ tell?” Applejack defended.

“Your face started getting warm. You forget how great my other senses are.” Cloudchaser reminded.

“Y’all are right… ‘Ah shouldn’t have forgotten… It’s been too long…” AJ commented.

Applejack knew that Cloudchaser wasn’t going to ask any questions about what happened as she preferred not to complicate things. She was the kind of person who just went with things.

Tossing in her sleep, Rarity couldn’t keep her mind off of all that was happening. Everything with Rainbow was spiraling out of control. Regularly, she would find herself dreaming about the situation. The truth was, she definitely was at least a little scared about the situation, but her greatest fear was not being there. She could feel Rainbow slipping, getting closer and closer to her breaking point. There was no telling what she was capable of if pushed too far. However she was determined to make Rainbow keep her promise to Light. More importantly though, she was afraid that if she was not there that Rainbow could end up dead.

Rarity knew she wouldn’t be able to live with herself if she allowed something to happen to Rainbow; so despite being scared, she knew she had to be there for her and see this to the end.

Her slumber was interrupted by her bedroom door opening. Quickly opening her eyes, she took note of a figure standing in her room. While her eyes were adjusting she could only make out that it was an average height male, shaved head, with a fairly muscular build. Once she had adjusted to being awake again, she noticed his right hand was extended holding a gun tightly. She could see a gentle sparkle off of his watch.

Reaching to her end table she grabbed a glass of water that had been sitting there and took a sip as she kept her eyes on the man. After a few sips, she set it back down and sat up with her hands on her lap as she sat silently.

“What’s up, homie?” He asked.

She took note of his light Spanish accent, but said nothing.

“So, you must be the kid’s squeeze, huh?” He asked as he waved his gun about.

Rarity kept quiet.

“Y’know you should listen to your mother when she says it’s not polite to ignore someone talking to you, chicka.” He joked.

“I’m afraid I’m not familiar with the term…” Rarity finally answered.

He laughed. “For real? Tell me white girl, what’s your stake in this?”

“You know I’m growing quite tired of people referring to me as “White Girl”, I have a name you know?” Rarity replied.

“And what would that be, princess?”

“Rarity, however I could certainly get used to Princess.” She joked with a smirk.

“Sassy, ain’t you?” He responded.

“Only to ignorant morons like you.” Rarity grinned.

He laughed and pulled up a chair in her room and sat down with his arms hanging to the floor along with his gun. “Chicka, you have no idea who I am do you?”

“I try not to concern myself with the affairs of rubbish.” Rarity retorted.

“My name is Ice.” He replied, ignoring her insult.

She paused and kept her eyes locked on him. This person did look a lot like the pictures that they had seen; she must have been so tired she didn’t realize what was happening.

“So, you and that hood rat have been asking about me. I don’t give a fuck why, or what your angle is. I know you got one of my boys caught by the pigs…” He leaned closer and smiled before placing his gun directly to her forehead. Rarity looked up at the weapon before putting her eyes back on him.

“Are you threatening me?” Rarity asked.

“If you want to call it that.” He responded. “If you two don’t stop sniffing around, you’re going to regret it…”

“I’m regretting having to endure your smell, that’s for sure.” Rarity felt a surge of confidence overcome her as she kept sassing him.

“Perhaps I’m not making myself clear…” He laughed. Standing up, he pushed her down with his free hand and pinned her shoulder down, forcing his gun into her mouth. “If I catch you sniffing around again, I’m going to capture you and that hood rat and I’ll torture her while you watch before I blow your fucking head off. Do you get me, amigo?” He thrusted his gun a bit into her throat as she said that last part.

She coughed and nodded.

Pulling his gun out of her mouth, he smiled. “Such a pretty thing, it’d be a waste, y’know?”

“I’ll take the compliment.” Rarity responded as she coughed again.

“You act tough, but I can tell… You don’t have the balls to do anything… If you did, you’d have killed me already. You’re too weak.” He insulted as he reached for the door.

Just as quietly as he had entered, he had left. Rarity blinked and stared down at her sheets. The encounter shook her up a bit, but she knew that she couldn’t tell Rainbow what had just happened.

Seeking Pinkie’s advice was common for Twilight, as she knew her friend was better at social norms than she was, even if Pinkie was a bit… Odd. Pinkie came in two varieties: completely out there and incomprehensible and strangely wise. Which one you got when you talked to her seemed to always be the luck of the draw. Twilight imagined that psychology students could probably write their entire thesis on whatever went on in Pinkie’s mind; though Twilight suspected a lot of it was wild dancing and partying.

Unlike the recluse that Twilight was, Pinkie was a whole different being. She was energetic, fun loving and known for being able to turn even a normal occasion into a party. To say she was the life of the party was again, an understatement.

Pinkie was squirting frosting onto a cake she was preparing. Twilight saw the girl in an apron so often that she wondered if she wore it outside of work.

“So, still not on talking terms with little Rainbow, huh?” Pinkie inquired.

The party girl dipped her finger into some frosting and took a taste. With a smile she nodded as she enjoyed the flavor.

Twilight sighed as she leaned against the counter. “I haven’t exactly figured out what I am going to say to her really… I mean what I said was pretty awful…”

“Yeah, you were pretty nasty.” Pinkie replied.

Twilight groaned and rolled her eyes. “Gee, thanks. I feel a lot better now…” She remarked sarcastically.

“Don’t shoot the messenger.” Pinkie giggled.

“No, you’re right, I’m an idiot… But I have been thinking… After what I said… I need to basically give her the best Christmas gift I have ever given to anyone to make up for it.” Twilight explained.

“Sounds like a good plan, but what would that be?” Pinkie asked.

“I haven’t the slightest clue… To be perfectly honest…” Twilight admitted.

“Well it sounds like you’re up the creek without a paddle.” Pinkie winked.

Twilight paused and sighed. “Why do I talk to you again?”

“I just thought it was for the free sweets.” Pinkie joked.

“That must be it.” Twilight giggled.

Through the door to the bakery, a taller slender man walked through the door with his hands pressed deeply into the pockets of his hoodie. His hair was the definition of a “mess” and his eyes were those of a person who got little sleep.

Approaching Twilight he smiled lightly as he handed her a notebook he had tucked in his backpack. Twilight accepted it and smiled back.

“Hey, thanks for meeting me here, Script. Did the notes help?” Twilight replied.

He nodded and yawned. “Yeah, thanks.”

“You probably should stop skipping the class though…” She scolded.

He shrugged. “The teacher is a dipshit. I only really just meet the basic attendance requirements so I can get through that class anyways.”

Twilight sighed. Her friend Script was probably the most brilliant fellow student she knew. His ability to solve problems with lightning speeds was impeccable, and his test scores were always exceptional despite never studying. Unlike her though, he was focused on the computer side of the medical field. His biggest flaw though was he was incredibly lazy and impossible to get to focus on something for too long.

“All classes are boring, hun.” Pinkie butted in.

Script turned to see her and smiled. “Oh… Who’s your friend, Twilight?”

“Oh, this is Pinkie. Pinkie, this is a classmate of mine, Script.” Twilight introduced.

“The pleasure is mine…” He winked.

Pinkie giggled and winked back.

“Anyways, thanks a lot, Twilight. Lunch is on me next time we have class, alright?” He said as he kept one eye on Pinkie who was pouring frosting directly into her mouth.

Twilight nodded. “It’s no problem, Script.”

Script just nodded in response as he observed Pinkie licking her lips to get some frosting she had missed. She made sure to stare directly at Script as she did so ever so slowly though. Enticed he continued to watch as she licked one of her fingers clean slowly and seductively. He found himself almost unable to take his eyes off of her.

“So… I’ll see you later…” He commented as he began to walk away slowly, his eyes still locked onto Pinkie.

Twilight blinked as he left and shrugged finally turning to Pinkie who was back to making her cake in a normal fashion. “What an odd boy…” Twilight commented.

“I hadn’t noticed.” Pinkie giggled.

Author's Note

We finally get to talk about Script.

Pinkie's perverted nature towards him was really ridiculous to write. I loved the idea that Pinkie was this huge sex fiend because it's one of those things that none of her friends would have guessed because no one would have ever thought to ask Pinkie about her sex life. The only other thing I can say is there is a reason for Script's introduction. You'll have to stay tuned to find out.