The Story of -F ~ Yellow Coats Game

"Misty?" Sunset laughed. "No."

Adagio raised an eyebrow. "You've got a better theory?"

"Yeah," Sunset told her, her voice getting lower. "The girl who hit Spitfire with a pool scooper."

"Oh don't be serious." Adagio said defendently, as if she as on her side.

Sunset blinked many times. Then she sighed. "Not even an hour ago Indigo said you were holding her against a locker. And now you're on her side.".

"I just think Mistys Yellow Coat. She hates us. We put her in jail. Or, you did."

"Hey, she killed Alison!"

"How can we be certain."

Crack! Sunset and Adagio jumped at the sound of broken glass. Sunset glared at Adagio, who had a nutcracker in her hand. She was already moving towards the stairs.

"Sonata," she called. "Aria?-"

"Aria is at Crystal Prep and Sonata is at..." Sunset paused. "Taco bell?

Adagio held a laugh in and instead scowled, "Shut up!"

Sunset blinked, her feelings hurt a little bit. "Damn."

"It's Yellow Coat." Adagio hushed her and moved up a few steps before breaking into a bolt. She dashed towards Arias bedroom, where Yellow Coat stood. He or she had a mask that look simular to the one she was forced to wear in the maze: a plastic Sunset mask. That was diffrent to his or her usual shadow covered face. They also had three rips on the right sleeve, which Adagio spotted right away. Adagio nodded. Yellow Coat didn't have any of that.

The person then bolted and pushed Adagio down the stairs. Adagio fell into Sunsets arms, while Sunset looked in shock. Adagio felt Sunsets heart pounding quickly. Adagio looked at the top of the stairs, we're the doll looked down at them.

"Is... that's suppose to be me?" Sunset asked, shaking a little as Adagio got back on her feet.

Adagio glared at her. "Probably.

"Oh my god." Sunset gasped as she watched this person walk away. "You know that they don't have the purple necklace right?"

"Purple necklace?" Adagio paused. "Huh?"

"A purple necklace. I asked Sugar Coat what Yellow Coat looked like and she said a yellow rain coat, shadow mask, black leggings and boots, and a purple necklace. And she didn't say anything about rips. You know what that means?"

The person dropped a note on the floor and ran away. As Adagio bolted up that star is again, she looked at the door in Arias room. Gone. She picked up the note.

Guardian angel. -Doll Face

"Doll face? Guardian angel?" Adagio looked at Sunset, who kept nodding her head.

"There's two of them?"

* * *

"On a scale of one to ten, how done are you with life?" Sugar Coat questioned Sour Sweet, flipping her long white hair onto her sholder.

"Um..." Sour Sweet thought for a moment. "Two I guess? Life is going great for me."

"Thanks for rubbing it in."

"You asked." She snapped, putting her coke down.

"Only for you to say something bad, Sour. Sunny's in the freaking hospital."

"What's your problem?"

"My boyfriend was shot dead you... you dweeb!" Sugar Coat yelled so loud employees turned to them.

"Tragic." Sour Sweet said with sarcasm.

Sugar Coat nodded and grabbed her bag. Tears began to fill her eyes. She grabbed her bag and screamed. "You're so mean!"

She slammed the glass doors to the cafè shut. Sour Sweet held her breath a moment, hoping the glass didn't shatter. She looked out the glass, only to see Sugar Coat far away. She had a guilty feeling, but also another feeling that followed a though she'd never thought before.

"The mood swings that girl has." Sour Sweet turned her head back to where Sugar Coat had sat. A girl with golden hair and light tan skin sat in her seat. Her eyes were blue like winter. And for some reason, it gave her shivers.

"Her boyfriend got killed." Sour Sweet told her.

She nodded. "My name is Winter. Winter Rose."

"Sour Sweet." She introduced, feeling queasy about not giving her normal fake name, Leslie.

"So, I'm gonna guess by your purple and blue sweater and your silver pin your a Shadowbolt." Winter smiled, reaching over and touching the pin.

"Yeah, I am." She replied, taking Winters had off the pin.

"I'm in my senior year there. The Friendship Games, huh?"

"Yeah, are you in them?" She sat up, getting interested in the conversation.

"Yeah, I'm the alternative for some girl in the archery category."

"Me maybe? I do archery."

"Cool. But I dont think it's you. Someone named... Vivia?"

Sour Sweet rolled her eyes. "Vivia is stuck up."

"You don't say?" Winter laughed. "Vivia has tried to talk to me sence the eight grade. She needs a hint."

"She's deaf, you know that right?"

"She can read lips. So the hint should be far past her."

Sour Sweet laughed. "I couldn't agree any more."

"Hey, can I have your number?" Winter asked, taking her phone out.

"Sure," Sour Sweet handed her phone to Winter. "Wanna go outside?"

"Sure." Winter said, standing up and walking outside the cafè into the hot evening.

* * *

"Two?" Aria laughed as she took her glasses off. She had just arrived back at her house after going to the Crystal Prep Academic building. She laughed at the idea of a second Yellow Coat, or Doll Face. "I smell bull."

"Sunset sare," Adagio told her, looking over to her. "Right?"

"They had a mask, of me!" Sunset freaked, standing and walking away. "It was disturbing."

Aria glared at her, obviously ticked off. "Boo hoo, cry me a river."

"What's your problem?" Adagio asked suttely.

Aria sprung up, "Nothing!"

"Aria-"

"Ugh! Just shut up! Won't you!" Aria threw the glasses onto the table and began to run your the stairs. Adagio jumped a little as Aria slammed the door shut tight.

Sunset stared down. "What are we gonna do?"

"Find out who this sycophantic bitch is and bring them to justice." Adagio explained, holding her sholder and sitting her down onto the couch.

* * *

"Welcome to the first round of The Friendship Games!" Dean Cadence strongly encouraged. "The first round in this competition is Academics! Science, English, Math, and History!"

A select few students clapped. The others stood dead silent, looking at their watches and adjusting their glasses. And the ones who had phones played with those. The Dazzlings and The Rainbooms glanced at eachother,not being informed about this section.

"Math? Science?" Adagio mumbled to Sunset. "I know none of that! I can't even made a fortune teller!"

"Great." Sugarcoat, who was at the other side of the main hall, mumbled to Lemon Zest. "Now we get to go back to solving problems. My daily struggle."

"It's not like we're playing with Mymeebas, Sugarcoat." Sour Sweet replied, a little to loud. She sare her Princaple, Principle Abacus Cinch, glare at her. They hated each other for unknown reasons. Sour Sweet thought never pulled her sarcastic junk on her. She wasn't that bad. When Principle Abucas Cinch looked at her, she looked away quickly.

"Anyway," Principle Abacus Cinch spoke in her accent. "We have 12 students per team competing for a spot on the team. The 6 best move on. Is that clear?"

"Yes," All the students replied.

Luna smiled. "Then lets begin!"

* * *

"The first subject is both math and art. Make a good looking and taste cake." Dean Cadence demanded, twisting a pen in her hands.

"You have to be kidding me." Adagio mumbled, looking at Applejack. "Please tell me you can bake."

Applejack nodded pridefully. "Been doing it sence second grade."

"Grand."

"Hello? Best cake baker on our team?" Fluttershy inturuppted, pointing to Pinkie who was already mixing.

"Thank god we're next to eachother." Adagio said, grabbing a red bowl and putting something in it. Adagio didn't know if it was gravel or sparkles. Either way it wasn't making anything easier. "Are Sparkles safe to eat?"

"Um..." Pinkie Pie looked up from putting the cake in the oven. Fluttershy and Applejack glanced up from their work as well and all said in harmony, "No."

"What are you making?" Fluttershy asked, looking in the bowl.

"Frosting." She lied.

"Frosting or... paste?" Pinkie lifted a spoon up to show a climb or white sparkley glue.

"I'm not a chef." Adagio stated.

She lifted the paste covered bowl and put it into the sink. Then she heard a beeping. She turned to see some Shadowbolts cake burning. She didn't notice the beeping. Adagio tried to ignore it, but it soon became impossible because the burn of smoke had hit her nose.

"Hey! Your cake is burning to smithereens!" Adagio warned. "Hey!!!"

"Ohhhh myyyyy gooosssshhhh!" Sour Sweet ran over and ripped the cake out of the oven. She shut the oven with her hip, making the girl turn to the cake and gasp. "What the hell Vivia!"

"I didn't hear it, sorry." Vivia apologized, turning and beginning to mix again.

"Stop using that as an excuse." Sour Sweet demanded.

"Sorry," Vivia apologized again, turning a knob on the side of the contraption Adagio had put her bowl in. "Can you grab a spoon, Sour Sweet?"

"Whatever loser," she put her arm in the water to grab a spoon. "You're so- AHHHHH!"

Everyone stopped everything, judges stopped judging already complete cakes, and some stopped baking to look at Sour Sweet and Vivia. Adagio looked at Sour Sweet, her arm was completely red. And burnt. She relized she haden't put anything into a sink. But a freaking fryer.

"Vivia!" She screamed with rage.

"I told you to go to the sink," she pointed to the sink. "You put your hand in the fryer."

"Are you okay?" Fluttershy asked, walking over with a cold towel and putting it on her arm.

"Get that off her Fluttershy!" Princaple Luna demanded. Fluttershy took the towel of her arm as told. "You need to go to the nurse, dear."

"You don't say?" Sour Sweet turned to her, her eyes filled with tears.

"We need to find Vivia a new partner. Go see what Indigos up too."

Vivia finally looked up. "I can finish it. It's fine."

"Vivia, are you sure?" Dean Cadence asked.

"Totally." Vivia smiled as she walked closer to Sour Sweet and whispered. "I'm so what? Brilliant? I can't hear but I hear everything."

Vivia smiled and walked towards where some frosting bags were. Leaving Sour Sweet speechelss.

"Are you okay?" Adagio asked again.

"That's why I told you to not to go to Crystal Prep." She walked to the door, leaving Adagio in utter confusion.

"What do you mean?" Adagio called to her. She watched her swing around the cornor. And be gone. Leaving Adagio wanting to smash a cake.

* * *

"While we have 12 students in baking, you get a spelling bee. How fun?" Mr. Cranky, Scootaloos Physical Education teacher, sarcastically said. Who was more grumpy then physical.

Aria, Sonata, Sunset, Rarity, and Lyra Heartstrings all stood side by side on one bench while Sugarcoat, Indigo, Lemon Zest, Sunny Flare, and Dean all stood on the other bench.

"First up from Crystal Prep Academy, Indigo Zap." Mr. Cranky grumped, putting the papers down.

Indigo stood up prideful and ran onto the stage. She grabbed the mic and smirked. "My word, Mr?"

He glanced at a paper. "Independence."

"What is this? Third grade?" Indigo complained, wanting a challenge.

"No, a spelling bee." Mr. Cranky replied.

"Independence. I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T-S."

"Are you an idiot?" Lemon Zest asked, looking at Indigo who she knew would lose the History round.

"Incorrect. Get off the stage and take your mouth with you." Mr. Cranky picked his clipboard up. Indigo crossed her arms and slumped in her seat.

"Aria Blaze, oh boy." He mumbled.

"How are you married?" Aria asked, taking center stage.

"Column."

"C-O-L-U-M-E. Now can I leave?" Aria asked, smiling with hilarity.

"Yeah, go pick up so smarts while you at it." Mr. Cranky pointed her back to her seat. "Your wrong as well."

"Cool."

"Sugarcoat." He sighed deeply, hating everyone of these students.

"Hi." She said, very boredly and quickly.

"An easy one. Labor."

Sugarcoat froze. "What was that?"

"Labor. This is an easy one."

"Define it please?" Sugarcoat asked, shaking and sweating.

"Logs. Giving birth-"

"Can I have another word?" Sugarcoat asked nervously. "Who wrote this list?"

"Someone named Colley Yowa, why?"

Sunset grabbed a pad of paper and wrote the name down. It didn't sound right to her. Sonata glared at her and what she was doing. She bit her lip not to speak, or touch. Only watch.

"Another word?" Sugarcoat asked again.

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"What the hell is the issue?" Sunny stood up, slamming her hand on the table, sence the other one was in a cass.

"I don't know it."

"Bullshit I went to second grade with you and you could spell it." Sunny wasn't taking anything from anyone.

Sunset knugged Sonata, who had lost her focus. Sonata glared at the paper. The name was an anogram.

Yellow Coat.

Ring ring. Sunset took her phone out.

Words hurt because they create secrets. -YC.

"Damnit." Sunset whispered, putting her phone in her pocket and putting her head on the desk. Sonata slumped down. And so did Rarity. She leaned back so the tears wouldn't escape her eyes.

"L-A... B-O...R." Sugarcoat finished, tears now streaming down her face.

"One point to the Shadowbolts." Mr. Cranky checked something off on his clipbored.

Sugarcoat sat in her seat, everyone glancing at everyone. She picked up her phone and unlocked it. There was a new message. She clicked the message and then read it.

Hey! Keep your secret a secret. The more you do the more exciting it is for me to tell! -YC.

"You got it too." Lemon Zest asked, lifting her phone up too show an identical text. "What if this person knows about Spitfire?"

"And me..." Sugarcoat said, putting her phone down.

"What if it's there kidnapper?" Lemon Zest pointed to the Wondercolts stand.

"Who's targeting us. It was that bitch who tried to run me over."

"Point Wondercolts!" Mr. Cranky yelled, as Lyra flipped her hair and ran off stage.

"Good job Lyra." Sunset congratulated.

"Thanks Sunset," Lyra smiled. "I left my purse on your side, can you grab it?"

"Yeah," Sunset smiled, reaching for her gold enclosed purse. Sunset tried to close it, but it wouldn't. She felt something plastic preventing it. She opened the purse and grabbed the think. She lifted up what looked like a Sunset mask. That both Yellow Coats both wore. She quickly dropped it back in and dug a little deeper. There was a paper. It was Octavia mugshot. She was arrested for the kidnapping. A very guilty feeling.

She shoved everything into her purse and handed it to Lyra.

"Thanks Sunset. Your amazing." Lyra warmly said.

"Your a great liar, Lyra." Sunset said.

Well... only in her head.

* * *

Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Applebloom sat on the rooftop, waiting for the announcements of who won, or what's over, and... all that. Bored and annoyed at being shoved to the side as under studies under studies, they had no purpose. As much as they should be showing spirt and cheering on their friends, they should focus more on the new mystery.

"So, are we gonna sit up here all day?" Applebloom asked, sitting up.

"That was my plan," Scootaloo retorted. "Why, you have any better ideas?"

"Let's tell stories!" Sweetie Belle suggested, criss crossing her legs. "I have a horror one!"

Applebloom looked at Scootaloo. She sighed. "Let her."

"About twelve years ago, there were two twin sisters. They were so identical, they had to cut their hair to look diffrent. On had short hair with a head band and one had long hair and wore two pigtails."

"I'm frightened." Applebloom said with sarcasm.

Sweetie Belle looked at her, annoyed. "One day, the mom and the twin with the short hair were playing dolls, while the pigtailed girl was watching Television. All of a sudden, the she heard her mom shriek. She quickly got up and ran to the kitchen, where she found her mom's dead body. There was a bloody knife next to it. The girl began to cry, as she ran out to find her dad. But he was dead too. He had gotten his head hit with a wrench. The twin with the pigtails fell to the ground in tears. That's when she felt a hand on her sholder. It was her twin. She said, It's okay Scarlette, don't cry. When the girl called Scarlette, or the twin with pigtails looked up, it was her sister. With blood on her hand. The sister killed Scarlette, and then she's been missing ever sence. So had Scarlettes body. The end!"

She looked over at her two friends, who's jaws were dropped. Appleblooms in fear, and Scootaloos in horror. "Whhhhaaat?"

"I told you it was scarey." Sweetie Belle crossed her arms.

"Sabrina told me that story. I thought it was Charlotte?" Scootaloo asked. "Speaking if Sabrina, I need to call her, I'll be right back."

Scootaloo ripped her phone out and ran to the other side of the roof. She dialed the number and then was about to put the phone to her ear. She felt someone grab her and put their hand to their mouth, preventing her to scream. The person also grabbed her arms, so she couldn't fight.

She looked down to see the hand. The bright yellow. Of Yellow Coat. Who was nearing the edge of the roof. Trying to throw her off. Scootaloo tried to bite the hand. But this person was too strong. They finally reached the edge, and Yellow Coat let go of her. Scootaloo was thrown. She shut her eyes to prevent tears.

Her eyes then opened when she relized she wasn't falling, she looked up to see Yellow Coat, holding onto her. But this didn't look like Yellow Coat. They had a Sunset mask, and many rips on their jacket. She could obviously see the black shirt under the jacket. The person pulled her up onto the surface, then ran to the door.

Scootaloo sat in shock, still recovering from her panic attack.

"Scootaloo, what happened?" Sweetie Belle asked, aprouching her.

"I almost just died." She stared forwards, and didn't blink at all. She breathed in for a breath. Except one thing, no air went in or out of her lungs. She couldn't breath. She tried many times, threw her nose and mouth. She then began to turn red, her vision got blurry, she stood up and tried to talk towards the door.

"Scootaloo, are you... why aren't you breathing?" Applebloom paniced. Scootaloo sare a bunch of black rings circle the sky. The rings turned different colors. Then everything went black.

She fainted.

* * *

Sunset quickly stomped out of the room where the Spell(hell)ing bee had just tooken place. Sunset felt so rattled, she couldn't believe it. Lyra Heartstrings, a girl who had always been so sweet and kind, be working for Yellow Coat. Or be Yellow Coat.

"Slow down!" Aria called to Sunset. She didn't slow down at all. "Sunset! Slow down!"

Sunset jerked around and walked up to Aria. "Did you see Lyras purse?"

"Yeah it looks like she got it from Future R us. So?"

"Aria, this is no time for a comedy show." Sunset demanded. "She had Octavias mugshots! And the mask Yellow Coat has."

"Okay?" Aria asked. "Maybe she's involved with this somehow."

"Somehow. She has to be Yellow Coat!"

Rarity rolled her eyes. "You found a piece of paper and some... plastic?"

"Raritys right, what about Misty?" Aria said, defending her.

"Misty's in Hawaii right now. She can't be Yellow Coat." Sunset said, ruining her old theory.

Sonata shook her head. "How do you think she's getting past all this security. You need to show a pass or face."

Sunset face palmed them. "Bon Bon is a level 1 agent. Bon Bon is probably getting her passes."

"How do you know that?" Aria, Sonata, and Rarity all asked at once.

"Um... called mystable." Sunset told them.

Aria stepped forward. "Why would she do that?"

"Do I look like a magic 8 ball?" Sunset told them, putting her hands to her colarbone.

"Guys stop!" Sonata yelled. "Lyra and Bon Bon are just suspects. We have proof but not enough. Like Lemon Zest is still a suspect."

"Students of CHS and CPH, we are on lock down. Please report to the nearest room and stay their until further notice. This is not a drill. I repeat, this is not a drill." Principle Luna demanded over the loud speaker.

"Lockdown?" Rarity asked. "What happened?"

"Let's just go to the nurses office." Sunset sighed.

Sunset, Aria, Sonata, and Rarity all walked into the nurses office. The office was pretty big, especially for a nurses office. Ms. Astrid was in the middle of pulling curtains when the four came in.

"What's wrong?" Sunset asked, glancing at Ms. Astrid. Sunset then glanced at Sour Sweets arm, which was bright red.

"Sour Sweet, what's happening?" Sonata questioned, sitting next to her.

"Ladies, we have tragic news." Ms. Astrid pointed the girls to chair. Everyone sat down but Aria.

Aria glared her in the eyes. "What happened Ms. Astrid? Where's my sister and my friends-"

"In the English room. They're okay. Well, most of them."

"Meaning?" Aria said forcefully.

"Aria, Scootaloos dead."