That Girl

by NightChangerWatters

Rating: teen
Tags: Alternate Universe, Romance, Equestria Girls, Mystery, Sex, Spike, Comedy, Adventure, Sunset Shimmer, Twilight Sparkle, Main 6, Gore
Length: 17486

Twilight Sparkle was an ordinary highschool with big dreams and expectations. She wanted to become a scientist someday, maybe try all of its branches, one day. But then Twilight met this girl that changed her dreams. Will it make a really big impact?

Going through life, Twilight never expected herself being with another special someone. Especially when she only cares about books, herself, her family, her friends, and making them all proud. Let alone getting together with one of the hottest, very very bad and undisciplined jock.

But going on through with this player made her realize that her special someone had changed her, and, quite surprisingly, changed that person as well. But all got chaotic when a hidden truth this secret someone was hiding got revealed on a certain day that were supposed to be important to the two of them.

And it all comes crashing down on everyone who's involved and knew this.

Published 2017-10-17 18:50:06 UTC
Last updated 2018-01-30 08:44:18 UTC

Chapter 19, Ah The Harmony

(After Twilight's apology)

I went out of the gym with a satisfied, kind of goofy, smile. Feeling great to let my feelings out, I sighed and clutched the straps of my purple backpack, staring ahead as students walked by. Unfortunately for me, one of them happened to be Sunset Shimmer.

My smile immediately vanished as my eyes landed on her. The events from yesterday washed up on me again and I quickly felt guilty and regretful. She must've noticed my stare because she turned around, looked me in the eye, and gave me a wink along with her signature smirk.

I blushed a miniscule bit and slightly made a pouty face as I decided to approach her, my head tilting down a little... Maybe a lot more bit... I can't even make full sentences! This woman, what is she doing to me?!

No, no, Twilight, you owe Sunset. Remember? You snook in her house, it was you who's the problem, not her.

But she's definitely the sole reason of everything I did, so technically it's all still on her.

Nevertheless, I stood in front of... I don't even know my status of her anymore, and looked down at my shoes, the material responsible for hiding my fidgety feet.

"Hey," I greeted quietly.

"Hey yourself," she said, just as timidly as I had, surprisingly.

There was an awkward silence that seemed to stretch on forever, and I don't know if she felt the atmosphere too. It was some type of... I don't even know how to explain it. It's like I feel awkward, but at the same time there's something pleasant permeating the air around us. Kind of like that shock whenever we touch each other. It's just there, sitting idly by, waiting for the perfect moment to show, like predator and prey.

I took a deep, calming breath, and let it go, finally looking up at her to see that she was looking elsewhere, as if bored. But I can see through that façade now, and that she was truly feeling nervous. Since when have I ever had that sixth sense I have no idea.

But here it goes.

"Sunset... I just... I wanted to apologize-"

"Again?" She raised that eyebrow at me again, trying to fight off a smile. I can tell based on the twitches her lips occasionally gave.

"Again," I gave her an embarrassed smile, smacking myself mentally for whatever possession came over me, "uhm... Well... How do I say this... You kind of..." I looked away, fighting the urge to tell her. Some part of me was still in denial.

"I kind of...?" She trailed, hoping to lead me on.

Feeling rushed, I closed my eyes and rapidly said, "you kind of intrigued me that night at the party, and so from that moment on, I've kind of been hot on your tail... Even now..."

I had my eyes shut, so I couldn't see her reaction, but thankfully human nature won and curiosity made me lift my eyelids a little bit to see. Sunset didn't look as surprised as I had expected. On the contrary, she seemed to have expected as such, and was looking at me as if I had been involved in a crime scene and had been the number one suspect and I was the culprit all along.

"Wow... That's a lot to take in." She really needs drama classes badly.

"Don't fake it, Sunset. How did you know?"

"... It's not your bis..." She rolled her eyes and looked to the side, as if contemplating.

"Come on... I mean... Sorry, I won't pry anymore. I just swung by to apologize, that's all..."

"... Okay..."

And I thought Fluttershy was the most silent person I've ever met.

A few crickets chirped in my head, and I immediately shook it and gave her a strained smile.

"Okay... I'll see you around then..." And with that, I turned my back on her.

But then, something grabbed me by the waist, latching onto it like a vine, and I squealed when I was suddenly squashed into something soft but firm, built but at the same time feminine.

"You don't wanna do..." I had my back on Sunset Shimmer, shivering from the overwhelming amount of sparks igniting here and there, and so I was startled, but oddly pleased, when I felt her breath on my ear. "Something else?"

I gulped, either in fear or pleasure I wasn't sure, but one thing was for certain. Sunset had the hots for me.

Breaking from the heavenly haven that was her, I backed up, looking at her like crazy.

"First at the party, now this?! What's the matter with you?!"

"I just want you," she pouted and tried to grab me. "Correction. I need you."

The sudden transition from shy to grabby startled the living daylights out of me, so it's completely natural to back off and try to run away without going off like a scared bird.

"Uhmm... You know what? I think I'll just go..." It was then I noticed the huge crowd surrounding Sunset and I, some even with cameras, others laughing, and others even looking jealous.

"Good luck with that." When I looked back again to meet her eyes, it flashed a little bit of yellow. That was when I questioned my sanity. But as soon as it appeared, it vanished, and I blinked to make sure I was still awake. A few precious seconds passed with neither of us uttering a word, but it sure made the audience grow antsier as the time ticked.

"Alright then, you don't love me, then I guess I'll just go and leave you with all of the student body who might want to interrogate you for what just happened," Sunset raised her hands in mockery and turned her back to leave.

The mention of the entire campus made me snap out of my trance, and without thinking, I grabbed her by the arm and was able to desperately make her face me again. Even though she had that knowing and triumphant smirk on her face, this was one of those moments where I had to give up my pride for the salvation of myself.

"Wait... Don't leave me here," I pleaded.

"Oooh, now look who's needy," she smirked.

I bit back a remark and showed her my best-winning begging face, though not as great and effective as Fluttershy's, it still has certain charms.

Sunset groaned and rolled her eyes, face drooping to a frown. "Alright, four eyes. Go out with me on Friday night, or, stay here."

"What?! Why? What are we going to do exactly?"

"I proposed, I'll plan it. I've got a good place in mind-"

"Why of all people do you want me to go with you?"

"Because I want to-"

"Why?"

The crowd was looking at Sunset expectantly now, to which the latter ignored and instead crossed her arms in defiance.

"None of your business."

I raised an eyebrow, hinting her that this was very much my business. After all, I'm included in her little fancy getaway.

"If you don't tell me, I'll-"

The words I was about to spit got choked in my throat when, in a neck breaking speed, she had me in her embrace once again, my back to her as she cuddled me from behind, nuzzling her nose gently to my neck.

"Or what," she whispered huskily, and I can tell from the tone of voice she was smirking behind my back.

I was speechless. The attention I'm suddenly getting from the crowd and Sunset herself were overwhelming! I wanted to puke. It was the worst feeling I could have ever imagined. And the speed! The speed she had when she grabbed me from behind! I was unable to react at all, completely unresponsive. I blinked several times, which was now a usual occurance whenever she's around, and tilted my face slightly to get a glimpse of her smirk, a blush unknowingly spreading across my cheeks.

"Hey! Hands off our girl!" Suddenly, there was a blur and the next thing I knew, I was grabbed from the vicelike grip, which was at the same time oddly comforting, of Sunset and into the sea of students.

It was Rainbow Dash who had grabbed me and made me stand beside Fluttershy, who immediately examined me for injuries, but before I could say anything a loud "CRUNCH" noise sounded, making me turn back to find Sunset on the floor holding her cheek, and Pinkie standing in front of her looking the absolute copy of the demon. Sunset suddenly looked up, fury gleaming dangerously in her eyes, and stood abruptly, so fast I almost thought she would topple over. I analyzed the cheek Pinkie hit earlier, only to find the surprising result that it wasn't broken in any way!

"Your girl? You f:flutterrage:cking crossed the line, you b:rainbowlaugh:tch!"

Upon hearing this, Pinkie grew even more mad and growled, crouching as if in preperation for a pounce. Sunset mimicked not a second later. They were about to lunge at each other, but then good thing Applejack and Rainbow both held Sunset back, while Rarity and Vinyl Scratch stopped Pinkie.

"What is going on here?!" The sudden appearance of Principal Celestia snapped all of us out, but Sunset and Pinkie as they continued their death stare contest.

"I smell the aroma of violence in the air, Dear Sister," Vice Principal Luna stood by her side, narrowing her eyes at the scene before her.

"Sunset Shimmer, Pinkie Pie, report to the principal's office. Now!"

Author's Note

Sorry, I have a cold, my brain won't stop for a sec and would continue stimulating itself that I had to sleep for most of the week. I'm still sick, but the effects are wearing off. And yeah, that's how I get sick. I would venture to new ideas but not be able to cause my body disapproves, so its like I have a bipolar body system or whatever. I don't know if that's just me... It probably is tho...

Chapter 1, An Ordinary Day, Or So I Thought

Author's Note

First story l ever made here on Fimfiction :pinkiecrazy: AHM SO HAPEEEEH K, so Imma have to work on my prof tho... And probably this story too :twilightsheepish: :facehoof: this ain't my original idea for this story, but imma jus roll with it and see where it'll take me.. I guess.:unsuresweetie: lemme know in the comments of what u think, critisms, compliments, all are welcome :twilightsmile:

Chapter 1, An Ordinary Day, Or So I Thought

Ah, school. Don't you just love it? The knowledge, the social life, not to mention the future that it can give you. Of course everyone loves it, although their's is a little more... Uh, drastic, compared to mine. My passion for knowledge is as far as it can get, not to brag, but even Principal Celestia noticed my academic activities from when I was just a young girl.

But nowadays it's been uneventful. Boring, even. What has gotten into me, I too wonder. That's how I found myself in the soccer field with one of my closest friends, Rainbow Dash. Unfortunately, I had asked both her and Applejack for some advice on my situation, and Rainbow had said everyday is an adventure in the fields. Applejack didn't exactly agree, but wasn't disagreeing either. Uncharacteristically, she just replied, and she and I quote, "eeyup."

And now.... I'm lying on the grass caked in sweat. Rainbow Dash hovered over me with a raised eyebrow.

"You're gonna give up, just like that?!" She exclaimed in a dramatic fashion.

I rolled my eyes grumpily, "yes." I heaved another breath as my vision went black momentarily as I closed my eyes.

"Aw come on, Twilight, I thought you were bored! This should've entertained you," she pursed her lips.

"No, it entertains you! I know what you're thinking, Rainbow Dash. 'Haha, egghead can't beat me 'cause I'm so awesome," I told her with a sarcastic, and a very badly imitated, voice.

She chuckled and held out a hand, "okay, you got me, that was a bit shallow though," she grunted as she heaved me up, and I almost staggered from jelly-like feet. "Hey, if this doesn't do the trick, mind trying something else? The team will be here in about 12 minutes," Rainbow Dash said as she mentally estimated, although if it was accurate, no one was sure.

A sigh from below made the prismatic haired girl look down at me in sympathy.

"Look, if you're looking for something to get your mind off of, try asking Fluttershy. Don't know about you but she seems to keep my mind off of things," Rainbow said deep in thought, as if really, genuinely, trying to help.

"Yeah, I think I'll try that," I sighed, and headed towards where I knew I'd spot my pink haired friend.

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Nothing. Everything I did. Nothing. All in vain. I considered banging my head on the wall, but I wouldn't advice it. The frontal lobe is very fragile, considering it is a part of the brain located on your forehead and controls emotions. If it breaks, I'd probably end up in a psych ward or something.

But what do I have to lose?! I'm feeling so miserable, it's questionable, but why?!

I groaned and punched the wall repeatedly, though not as hard as to try and break it. Even Pinkie Pie can't get me out of this! What am I missing?! I groaned even louder and just banged my head once.

"What do I want?!" I shrieked, not taking into account that passing students might hear. Granted, I am in an empty classroom, but one will never know.

"Yeah, what do you want?" An all too familiar voice called behind me, which drew out a groan from yours truly.

Funny I should mention that, huh?

"What do you want, Sunset?" I turned around to face the jock, "can't you see I'm busy?" Crossing my arms, I put my weight on my right foot.

"Busy banging your head on the wall? Yep, as clear as day I can," she replied sarcastically, the space between us causing her minty breath to caress my face softly. "And I asked you first."

"No, I asked me first, but then you asked, so technically, I was first," I deadpanned.

She rolled her eyes, "fine then, four eyes. I want you to come to my party tonight." She held my shocked gaze, which then turned to suspicion.

"What for?" I asked.

"To make your life miserable, and because my stupid parents told me to," Sunset grumbled out the last part.

"Figures," I deadpanned yet again.

She suddenly looked intrigued, then leaned in much closer that I had to lean back a little to avoid any form of contact, but felt the cold surface of the wall from behind. "How 'bout you? What do you want?" She asked in a somewhat husky voice.

The proximity of ourselves made me blush intensely, and her words had my thoughts racing, but then the intensity of her eyes made me speechless and immobile. I didn't talk. I couldn't talk. She had me in her grasp. I couldn't even move! And then... This feeling. This feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was like... Fire, and electricity combined, for a lack of better words. I recognized it all too well, but at the same time, it seemed unfamiliar. Like when you know what is Spanish, but when it is spoken, it seems so foriegn.

But my thoughts halted as she smirked oh so deviously.

"Speechless, Ms. Sparkle?" She taunted through her low toned voice.

"N-no," I squeaked indignantly and pushed her off, scurrying away from the wall as quick as possible. "No. And yes, I'll be there at that party of yours by 8:00 p.m."

I could feel Sunset Shimmer's gaze boring into me like lasers, and could still feel it even when I turned around to walk out of the dreaded room. But suddenly remembering something, I stopped and tilted my head to the side to acknowledge her once more. "And to answer your question," I paused to think a bit, "I don't even know what."

And with that, I headed out, but not before catching her curious but baffled expression that made me giggle internally.

You did it again, Twilight. I smiled and gave myself, mentally mind you, a pat on the back. It seems like turning the tables on a particular princess wannabe does the trick of entertaining yourself.

Chapter 2, Drifting Off

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Chapter 3, A Party For All, I Guess

Finally arriving to our destination, we all hopped out of the white van and into the earsplitting and eye blinding mansion that was filled with vibrant colors and loud music. Parties, this is the problem! Its a huge contrast with the silence and serenity whenever I'm in the library's company.

"Goodness," I muttered while my friends and I squeezed our way through the crowd to the buffet table.

"Now this is life!" Rainbow Dash cheered and poured herself some cider, although not as near as Applejack's family cider, she still said it was good.

"Yay," Fluttershy cheered as well, although not as loudly as anyone would expect coming from a human.

"While we're here, I might as well find someone to dance with," Rarity said and waved, "tah-tah!"

"I'm coming with you, Rares!" Applejack called and ran to walk alongside the pale skinned woman.

"Hey, Pinkie," I said and went to stand awkwardly beside her.

"Hey, Twiley! What's up," she replied, showing no shame as she stuffed cupcakes into either her hair, or mouth.

"What are we supposed to do here, anyway?"

"Oh, you didn't think I'd forget this is your first party, didn't you? Well, no fear, auntie Pinkie is on the case," she said, patting my head.

I cringed. This hand have uncouth written all over it... I tried not to be savage thinking that.

"Pinkie, I'm 3 years older than you," I deadpanned.

"Even better! Now, come on, we've got a lot of ground to cover," and she grabbed me by the arm and dragged me off, just then I remembered Fluttershy and Rainbow, but I looked around to see them already enjoying themselves by the buffet table, near the dance floor, so I just shrugged and went with Pinkie.

By the time the excruciating journey stopped, it was when I noticed we were by the pool. I looked at Pinkie with surprise.

"I didn't know there was a pool party here too," I said, which made her shrug with a coy smirk.

"What can I say? I'm Pinkie," then she did this really cute pose where she pulled up a peace sign, winked, and lolled some of her tongue out.

It caused me to crack up.

"Oh, Pinkie," I laughed.

"Works every time," she then pretended to dust off her clothes, earning her a shake of my head. "Anyways, let's go!"

"Go where...?"

"Swimming, duh," she rolled her eyes with a smile.

"What?! But I didn't even bring spare clothes," I said in a jiffy.

"Twilight, Twilight, Twilight, you should know auntie Pinkie's got your back," and with that, she pulled a shirt from... Out of nowhere it seemed.

"Still older than you," I huffed. She handed me the shirt and bounced off. "But, Pinkie! I don't have anything to wear on my lower regions!"

Suddenly, a shorts smacked against my face.

"Thanks," I grumbled sarcastically.

"I'm off to the changing rooms, by the way! Feel free to follow!"

I sighed and trudged after her, while at the same time studied my surroundings. The majority of the party contained students from our school, but some were parents that, to say, are pretty high class. They must be associated with Sunset's parents. Speaking of Sunset Shimmer, I haven't seen her yet ever since we pulled out of the driveway.

Maybe she's in her room or on the dancefloor. Wait, why would I care? She can do whatever she wants. It's not that I'm being savage, but Sunset and I have been nemisis ever since a certain cafeteria incident in 5th grade, and that was her seventh time of pouring or spilling something on my clothes, and every time I would be going home to change...

Well, until the fourth time she did that, at least. But still, she was a complete jerk! Not just to me, but to everyone else as well! I'm surprised the invitees even came, considering her attitude, but I guess getting invited by one of the richest people in the town to their party would be pretty grand.

Finally reaching said changing rooms, which actually turned out to be the showers, Pinkie and I changed our clothes. In separate cubicles, of course! And right after, she practically dragged me towards the pool. She herself jumped in firsthand, "wee," her gleeful cry, but then came the realization that she was holding my hand still.

"Uh-oh," was the only thing I managed to say before I was drowning.

Pinkie Pie giggled in sheer happiness as she saw me helplessly come back up and spit out the water that entered my mouth.

"Pinkie Pie!!!"

She laughed while snorting occasionally, which made me chuckle in amusement. Suddenly, she dove down the water. She never came back up. I started to panic a little, searching the water with my eyes. I couldn't submerge myself in there, it would be useless since I never open my eyes in water.

"Pinkie? Pinkie, where are you?!" I shouted amongst the crowded waters.

But then I felt something hugging me from behind which made me squeal, but then got silenced when that person sent us plummeting to the water backwards. I struggled for breath once more, and when I opened my eyes, a laughing Pinkie was all I could decipher.

"Why, you!" I huffed in irritation at always experiencing the water pool taste test. Seriously, couldn't it be someone else?

"Sorry, I couldn't resist," she giggled, "the temptation was real."

I sighed, but then laughed with her in the end.

"Hey, Pinkie, Twilight!" A voice greeted from their right, and both said names looked to see who called.

"Heya, Lyra!" Pinkie happily greeted, grinning to the max.

"Hey, Lyra," I greeted more calmly with a friendly wave.

"So, how's it been this summer? Shame we didn't see each other at summer camp, it was amazing!" Lyra gushed, which Pinkie also found amusing.

"Oh, I know! Oh I don't get why they put all of us on separate schedules. We could've had singing class together, or instrument," Pinkie said with a hint of disappointment.

"We were in a different campsite, Pinkie, so not seeing each other would make sense. Even if we're under the same school," I said with an amused grin as Pinkie slumped in the water.

Lyra suddenly laughed, which made Pinkie and I look at her questioningly.

"I suddenly remember the time when Swee- I mean, BonBon and I went canoeing with the other students and Sir. Cappa, we almost got tipped over because BonBon and the most of the campers got on one side of the deck to see the piranha Sir. Cappa was pointing at," she continued laughing, and this time was joined by Pinkie and I.

"Oh, your lucky it didn't turn over, those piranhas sure would love a Scooby-snack," I joked.

Pinkie giggled, "yeah, especially because you and BonBon are on it. You two are fire hazards, even for piranhas, because you're hot," Pinkie winked playfully, and there we lost ourselves to laughing and getting stomach aches.

Boy, did I ever question myself if I would enjoy this night. Oops... I think I just jinxed it.

Author's Note

Yeah, sorry for the delay, I didn't check when was the last time I published a chapter, and oh my goodness was I shocked to find out I almost didn't update for almost two weeks! So, I made this chapter in a rush sorta and handed it to you guys, and as Maui says, "ur welcome" ;) XDD

Chapter 5, Look What The Cat Dragged In

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Chapter 6, WTF

Author's Note

Argh.... Warning, inappropriate scene ahead... And I mean way ahead. Next chapter, its where were gon get real nasty, bruh, so hang on to your hooves... Goodness, the narrating doesn't sound like Twilight at all, does it? Goodness, I might just switch to third person view next chapter(s). Wadyu guys think, leave a comment down below if I should change povs or not

Chapter 6, WTF

So the party went on, no sign of the supposed host nor her family, and so far I'm not dead. Yay! It's turning out great! But wait... Nope. Nope. No, no, no, no, nope.

This is not happening.

It's horrible! It's the most tragic thing, EVER!

Sunset Shimmer just walked up the platform!

NO!

"Hey, people, look, I don't wanna do this as much as you don't want to see me, but my people keep telling me to greet you guys so... Wassup. That's all I got, sorry not sorry," and she dropped the mic and walked away, the static going haywire.

Wow. Best speech ever. Not.

"That was the best speech I ever heard!"

I stand corrected. Rainbow hollered for Sunset, saying she was the best in speeches.

"It was awful," Applejack deadpanned.

"It was okay," Fluttershy stated, but it sounded like she was questioning herself.

"It was terrific!!!" Pinkie Pie accompanied this with an enthusiastic jump.

"Alright, alright, it was cool, we can now stop this, right? Right," I interjected before anybody could say anything else.

My eyes wandered unconsciously towards the platform, then to the small staircase beside it, and to Sunset Shimmer herself, who had surprisingly been watching me even before I caught her in the act. Even if we were a few footsteps away from each other, her eyes were so clear to me. It was telling me something.

It was as if she was truly intrigued by me. And the way she seems to be frozen like she's in her own faraway land was a telltale that she's in deep thought about something or someone, and I'm willing to bet that it had been me on her mind.

Then, a flash of something faint glowed there, in her very eyes, and it was so faint I nearly didn't notice, but what I saw shocked me for that small glimmer was... Longing.

"Anybody seen Rarity," I heard Rainbow say which quickly snapped me out of it.

Sunset Shimmer? Longing? For you?! Twilight, you're in one hell of a crisis because apparently you can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality. Not that she'd ever been my fantasy, ew no!

"Over there!" Pinkie pointed in the direction behind me.

They looked to where she was pointing at, so I did too, and saw Rarity with a decent man, around the age of 30 if I had to assume. He was pale, I can tell you that. Seriously though, half the population in this mansion is of pale-skinned people, the quarter being normal tan and the other quarter being dark. I mean seriously, their paleness are so suspicious. Why am I even thinking about this right now?

"Excuse me, are you Miss Sparkle?" A deep voice from behind me electrocuted my heart to jump, so my body followed, and goodness was I surprised to find a man in a tuxedo. What's with tuxedos tonight?

"Um... Yes? I mean, probably because my mom is not here I'm pretty sure, and we're the only females in the family, save for Cadence and Flurry Heart," I started my awkward ramble and cleared my throat at the end, "sorry," I said, accompanying it with a shy twirl of my hair with my finger and a sheepish grin.

The man raised an eyebrow at this, but then gathered his posture once more, "Madame Shimmer awaits you."

My jaw gaped, my brain stopped working, and I swear I would've looked like a fish if I had the gills and fins. What did she want to do with me? And if I hadn't caught her stare earlier I wouldn't have believed Sherlock Holmes over here.

"Uh... Huh?" I told you, my brain was on lockdown.

"Please just follow me, Miss Sparkle, we don't want to keep Madame Shimmer waiting," he fidgeted albeit nervously, which was amusing, and slightly brought me out of my daze.

"Okay, then," I said unsure and let him lead the way, turning back to look at my friends incredulously.

They shrugged with identical "wtf" faces. Oh well, I'm gonna miss them. The guy's name, it turned out, was Peter Pepper, but in the mansion and his working hours he's known as Mr. Pepper. I like his name, hey, don't judge the guy, alright? Alright. So he led me up to the frickin' top floor, which was the fifth, and I started questioning myself if this was a house or a hotel. And get this, we used the elevator. There is an elevator here?! How many bucks do these guys own?!

Don't answer that, it might take a few weeks to count all of them.

"Did she say what she want to do with me?" Because I'm seriously questioning my sanity over here.

"No, Miss. She just told me to fetch you asap," he replied.

He made me sound like a puppy with the word "fetch," but okay then.

"I wonder what she's up to," I wondered aloud, and Mr. Pepper quickly averted his gaze onto the buttons, because apparently they're more intriguing than I am.

But I know that body language, and it's screaming, "you don't want to know!"

Finally the bell dinged, so we stepped out and he led me towards what I think is a joint, because there's a hallway to my right, left, and front. Seriously, who designed this house?

"I will be taking my stop here, Miss, by orders of Madame Shimmer. Just go straight forward here," he pointed to the corridor in front of me, "then turn right upon reaching the end. The door should have a label of Madame Shimmer's," he said.

"Thanks... I guess," I smiled at him politely and made my way to said direction.

Upon reaching the door, I suddenly felt anxiety creeping up my stomach. Goodness, what if she's a serial killer?! Or a rapist?! Or a kidnapper?!

No, no, no, Twilight, you are over exaggerating this, she's not any of those.

But she's unpredictably very undisciplined, so there's a 99.99 percent chance she could be.

What am I thinking about?! I'll just go in.

But once I opened the door, what greeted me surprised me the most. There, on a bed, laid Sunset Shimmer, who had nothing on but a tank top that revealed waaaaay too much skin and dangerously short shorts. When she noticed me staring at her, she dropped her phone and rolled onto her belly, propping her head on her hand, still smirking at me.

"Hey, baby."

My mind blew up.

Chapter 7, Sunset Shimmer Riddles

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Chapter 8, Maniac In The Haus

Author's Note

Now this is where the tags are going to make sense. Warning: the following contains things that readers might find disturbing. Read at your own risk. But, really, save your sanity before it's too late. Unless if your sanity is already gone, then, welcome fellow un-virgin eyed readers:rainbowlaugh:

PS I'd really like to know if I'm going way too fast I mean... 8th chapter and were already.. *shivers* let's not mention it, but you'll know what I'm talking about later on..

I'll edit maybe tomorrow

Goodness I just realized I put this note at the bottom I'm so miserable BUT ANYWAY

Chapter 8, Maniac In The Haus

In all my entire existence, I never would've thought Sunset Shimmer had thought of me as nothing more than a ragdoll, ready to be tossed around. But then here she was, on her bed, looking at me alluringly with a confident and flirty smirk, calling me things I never would've thought she would call me.

"Something the matter, honey?" Her smirk widened as my eyes grew in size, and so did the blush on my face.

"Actually, yes," I blurted, my mind going on autopilot, "1) Why did you call me? 2) What is this,"-I gestured towards her with my hands, -"for? 3) Stop calling me names!"

"Okay, you're here because... We're destined together, so to speak, and this, baby, is my getup to getting us to base 4 quickly, third, can't, you're too cute for your own good, sugar," Sunset ended with a dreamy smile on her face.

My blush intensified impossibly, and before I knew it, Sunset had the door closed, with her sandwiching me between her and the door, using her arms for assurance I wouldn't escape. That electric current was back again, a déjà vu to the past event that occurred in that empty classroom.

"Sunset," I squeaked pathetically and tried to squirm away, but to no avail.

"Yes, darling," she asked tauntingly as her eyes glanced down briefly to my lips... I think. A shiver ran down my spine as I started to see her in a new shade of light.

NO! No, heart, no! You are crazy! You can't crush on her!!!

But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I had been crushing on Sunset Shimmer for a while now. A piece of my heart always had an admiration for Sunset Shimmer's straightforwardness, per se. It's something I lacked since... Well, forever.

I stopped being blunt and started tiptoeing around painful truths ever since I had hurt Lyra Heartstrings' feelings when I had called her fat when we were at the age of 5. In my defense, it was true! And, of course, I admired the cockiness Sunset carried that nobody can beat, not even Rainbow Dash. And her beauty. And her intelligence. And her plump, kissable lips.

Brain, what is wrong with you?!

"What's the matter, kitten? Cat caught your tongue," she taunted, her eyes glaring at me with such intensity that no fire I had ever known held.

I gulped. She was so close. Her scent was driving me insane, and for some unknown reason, I'm craving her. All of her. My breathing turned more shallow, as did her's. I became even more aware of my surroundings, that her strong arms pinned me against the door, that our breaths intermingled, that our bodies were inches apart, that our lips were literally a breath away, that the electric-firey current was spreading all over my body with each breath we took, and the fact that I was in her bedroom. In her bedroom.

In her bedroom.

With her... Looking like she's about to make love to me.

My brain started piecing two and two together, and thankfully, guided by pure instincts alone, pushed her away when she least expect it. The shock on her face was replaced by anger as she landed on the bed.

"The f:pinkiegasp:k is wrong with you?! And here I thought you had the hots for me, but n~o, you're suddenly pushing me away like I'm the f:twilightoops:king plague!"

I blinked, baffled at her outburst.

"Excuse me?! So I'm the one who's at fault? Why did you think I even liked you in that way," my voice raised as anger and disbelief took over my common sense.

"You stare at me in classes, admit that, you sick f:pinkiesick:k, then you stare at me some more whenever we're in the same room, then you think of me all the time, don't ask how I know, I got my f:pinkiesad2:king sources! And lastly, you even look for me when I'm in a faraway land!"

What the...

"Sunset Shimmer, I hate to tell you this, actually I don't, but your fantasy has gone over the line. I don't stare at you, I don't think of you, and most importantly I don't look for you in the most absurd places!"

Lies.

"Lies. Sure. Top student of Canterlot High, spitting false truth at the bad girl. Who's the jock now?"

Truth be told, even when I'm mad at her, I couldn't stay completely mad at her. Even my heart tingles just being with her, in her bedroom no less. Okay, so maybe her observances were accurate... Mostly, but that doesn't mean I like her... Right?

What's wrong with me?! I just thought I had admired her and I'm still questioning this?! But... Is it the same thing? Admiration and... Like like, maybe?

Whatever force is doing this has to stop!!!

"Okay then, bad girl, let's smoothen this out a little. You assumed I liked you, that's why you went with all this... 'Getup?'"

"Duh," she rolled her eyes, but something told me that she was lying... On the most part.

"You should've not bothered, because I don't like you!" And with that, I turned heels to hopefully get out, the tension is suffocating me!! But then in the blink of an eye, Sunset had me blocked from the door, baffling me even more so.

"Don't go!" Her voice, if I hadn't mistaken, held a bit of desperation, but traces of it were completely marked offtrack when she suddenly jumped on me, making the sexual metaphor "she pounced on her" come to reality, making me land on her bed, with her on top of me.

"Don't, go!" Each word was punctuated, and what drove me crazy was her hands pinned my wrists beside my head, and she was straddling me!

"Get off!" I struggled, but she was stronger than I was, incredibly so, so it was all in vain.

Well, sh:facehoof:t.

"I know you don't want me to let you go," she whispered huskily, those eyes staring at me again with that intensity I've never seen before, "so I won't."

"What are you talking about?! It's exactly why I'm asking you!"

"Admit it, princess, you know you wanna get it on with me," she continued, "I can hear your heartbeat, you know." Whether it was meant metaphorically or she really meant it, she was right. My heart was spasmodically beating, AND I DONT KNOW HOW TO STOP IT!

"S-shut up, you don't know that, it-it could b-be the adrenaline, you're lying," I meekly whimpered as she unconsciously moved her hips to better her grip on me, which unintentionally gave me a feel of what's underneath the fabric of her pants. It was unexpected... I never knew she had a D.

"Your body tells me otherwise, darling," Sunset went dangerously lower, until she reached my jaw, and experimentally kissed it.

My body responded with a small sigh, followed by ragged breaths as she continued her venture to my neck.

"S-stop," I did nothing but moaned out the word as she kept on pleasuring me.

"Shh..." The breath that went after it was rewarded by whimpers as my sensitive neck caught it. I swallowed a bile that threatened to risen when Sunset started suckling the flesh.

"S-Sunset," I squealed quietly, feeling myself fall into the devil's temptation.

"That's it, baby girl, let loose," she sighed and bit a sensitive part of my neck, making me squeak.

My vision turned hazy as my eyes stared up at the ceiling, my body trapped because of her, and quaking in pleasure as she ravished my neck. The electrical-firey feel I got when she's close to me was not helping any, in fact it just worsened the struggle of my loins as they found desperation to come.

With a final attempt, I lifted my leg to try and kick her, but with this built-up sexual frustration it only managed to massage her buttocks.

"Mmm..." She hummed in approval as she grinded her nether regions to my leg, while still keeping my neck in check.

I sucked in a sharp breath as I felt two pointy objects poking my skin, and I felt the fight-or-flight instinct kick in as I thought it might be a spider sandwiched between us, so I did the first thing my mind suggested and it was kick Sunset in the shins, which proved to be successful as she was flung off the bed.

I was thankful that she was distracted, else, she wouldn't have let her guard down and probably this would be a fail. I was immediately missing her touch, but I swallowed and smacked myself mentally.

What's wrong with you, you were trying to get away from her minutes ago!!!

I dashed for the door like it was my only lifeline, and it was, and successfully got out the room and into the elevator. Before the doors closed, I saw the door of Sunset's room close with a loud 'bang' that rang my ears. I shivered. What was that all about?

Chapter 9 part 1, Riddle Solve

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Chapter 9 part 2, Her Name Is Sunset

I slammed the door shut. This moment I learned how it felt to feel a combination of rage, lust, and disbelief. It wasn't pretty. I growled and punched a hole through the pillow, sending feathers scattering all over the place. My breathing was ragged as I tried to comprehend the situation.

'She was dancing around,' said my other half, growling.

'No sh:pinkiesick:t, Sherlock.'

'Shut up, human, I'm still superior than you, don't you forget!'

'Whatever. Why are we even sulking over her? There's a bunch of other people out there who can easily outmatch her.'

'She's our mate, dammit! She's one of a kind, and you know it!'

'All I know is it's our thing, to tail on the booty of every hot chic.'

'So you're saying she's hot?'

'Yes, dodo, now f:twilightoops:ck off, will you? I got some anger management to attend to.'

And with that, I started punching the pillow over and over, but it was never that feral. My other half had simply calmed me down through nonsense talk.

'You cunning piece of sh:flutterrage:t,' I snarled mentally at her.

'It was the only way, now leave me alone,' and with that said, she cut off the link between us and went about her own business.

'Better not be p:rainbowwild:rn in there!'

'F:ajbemused:ck off!'

And she totally cut it off this time. I sighed angrily and plopped on my bed, which turned out a nuisance as feathers quickly engulfed me. I bolted upright and waved them off, cussing some more. Maybe running would let off my steam.

There's a party downstairs.

Ugh, I just skipped party because of her... Should I be worried? Nah.

Maybe smoking would do the trick. I think I have a pack of cigarettes in the drawers. I quickly searched for it and found my stress reliever. I then looked for something to light it up, and found a lighter on the half filled bookshelf. I lit the cigarrete and opened my window to let the smoke leave my vicinity, but my mind wandered to what had transpired earlier. Maybe someday I'd understand what it's really like to have your other half, but for now...

I still have that hard-on from earlier. D:facehoof:mn, why did she have to be so sexy? I'm gonna have to deal with that later, perhaps in the bathroom. I don't want my aunt and uncle get suspicious if they get stained of my love juice.

I sighed and puffed smoke rings. Yep... Someday, I'll know.

"Twilight, hang on!" Rainbow and the others followed said girl, who seemed to be heading nowhere in particular, which seemed odd because of all people, you'd think she would've had a plan B in case this ever happened.

But then again, who could predict what just happened?

Twilight ran and ran, trying to get away from the now monstrous mansion, still feeling that tingle the girl she'd left behind gave her. The butterflies in her stomach never ceased as she tumbled her way around the large vicinity. She was now in some sort of garden, still inside the lawn of the Shimmer residence, when she heard thuddering footsteps headed towards her. For a moment, paranoia clutched her, fearing it might be Sunset following her, but then unintentionally sighed in relief upon seeing her friends, Rainbow and Pinkie leading the pack.

"You plannin' to leave without us, Twi," asked Rainbow Dash, who stood right beside Twilight, not even breaking a sweat from the long run.

"Oh, hey, Rainbow," Twilight greeted, and as soon as the others caught up as well, the spectrum-haired girl snorted.

"Like that's even an answer," she rolled her eyes.

Fluttershy stopped to catch her breath, though the others looked fine, almost like Rainbow who didn't even pant.

"I wasn't planning on leaving you guys," Twilight averted her gaze to the side, away from her friends' eyes.

"Then why'd ya run like that, sugar cube," Applejack skeptically asked, but then felt empathetic just looking at her.

"I... I don't know." Well, that wasn't really a complete lie...

"Darling, something is bothering you, we see it clear as day. Would you be so kind as to tell us what's wrong? We hate to see you like this and can't do anything about it," Rarity consoled and placed her hand on Twilight's.

A low growl emitted from Applejack as she glared at the sight of Rarity's hand on another woman other than her, only audible to Rarity herself, Rainbow Dash, and Pinkie Pie. A harsh nudge to her side broke her from her reverie and Applejack looked sheepish.

'Sorry, delta,' she apologized to Rainbow.

'Don't apologize,' she replied and turned back to Twilight.

"I... I... W-well..." Twilight looked at the faces of her friends, fidgeting her fingers nervously.

"Well, spit it out, silly!" Pinkie slid beside Twilight and side-hugged her for comfort.

Twilight visibly calmed down a bit, but then she was still nervous. What would she say to her friends?

1) The truth
2) ‎An excuse
3) ‎Say nothing and leave

Your choice

Author's Note

Okay, so i won't be updating bcuz I wanna hear from u guys, if here have voted for a particular choice, then we'll take that way. Till then I'll be waiting for you decision toodles:pinkiehappy:

Omg I'm so sorry I forgot to say I'll be expecting 3 desicions FML!!! I'm so sorry I'mso retarded I'm sorry

U know what since I made that mistake imma be posting a new chapter later this day, and I'll be handing shoutouts to the ppl I frequently see in the comments

Goodness me a retard

Chapter 10, Donde Es Llaves

Author's Note

Truth you chose,then truth it shall be!
So ppl sory for that ridiculousness last chapter I... I was so stupid.

But anyway guys new chapter and boy I realize how often I update

.... U should be happy ppl! I'm doing this for u (gloriosa lol)

Anyways u rqsted truth, I gave u truth, time to read don't u think? Yes? No? Yes? OK then,

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Chapter 10, Donde Es Llaves

"Well... I-it's..." I heaved one last sigh before finally holding my friends' gaze firmly, "you saw me get escorted by that fellow, right?"

They gave a chorus of nods.

"Well, not really, I mean, me and Fluttershy were told there was a guy who took you upstairs, but we didn't see. Though I would love it if we did, it would've been super fun getting to know Guy-Mystery-We-Know-Not-Who!"

"Pinkie, we don't even know him yet," Fluttershy spoke.

"Exactly, that's what I said! Isn't that what I said?"

Rarity shook her head and motioned for me to continue, so I took it as my cue to do so.

"Turned out, his name is Peter Pepper, but they call him Mr. Pepper," I said with a Tiddle of my index fingers as I recalled the moment where I was talking to said man.

"Nice name, right AJ," Rainbow snickered, elbowing said farm girl gently, not taking notice the heaviness of the situation.

"Yeah, totally, Dash," AJ snickered back, and apparently AJ didn't as well.

"Wow, it must be super fun to meet this Dr. Pepper!" Pinkie hopped in place, unable to contain her excitement. But doesn't she always?

"Mr. Pepper," corrected Fluttershy.

"Exactly, Sherlock Holmes," Pinkie giggled some more and deposited a detective hat on her head from out of thin air and some mustache. By now, I'm used to this behavior of her's and just shook my head with a smile as Rarity rolled her eyes at the three.

"Anyway, he led me to her room-"

"Oooh, somebody's gonna get laid~" sang Rainbow Dash.

"We almost got laid," I blurted out, but then covered my mouth with my hands as five pairs of wide eyes stared back at me.

Well, there it is, out in the open.

"Woah!" Pinkie suddenly burst into a fit of hysteria, "you mean, she almost raped you?!"

"Shh, Pinkie!!!" I tried to hush her but, knowing that I can't, just inhaled and closed my eyes. When I finally opened them back up, my eyes met the grass below while I said, "yes. We almost did it, and the worst part is..." I trailed, slightly hesitant of my next string of words. A few moments of silence ticked by.

"What? What is it, sugar cube," Applejack asked in concern.

"We're here for you, Twilight. You can tell us anything," Fluttershy gave me that infamous soft smile of her's, which made me mirror it.

"Yeah, Twilight! We're your friends, we're not gonna judge you," Pinkie giggled.

"Oooh, thank you girls so much!" I grabbed them all in a group hug, to which Pinkie snorted in laughter as if anticipating the gesture, and they all returned the hug. Few seconds later, I let go and shifted my gaze back to the grass again, rubbing my elbow nervously. "She then uh- uhm... Yeah, she almost.... Seduced me, and through the whole ordeal I... I didn't feel... Wierded out or... Or disgusted by it..." I bit my lip, "its like I even... Enjoyed it..."

All of them gasped.

"Darling, did you hit your head too hard while grabbing one of those books on the high shelves? You didn't hurt yourself afterwards, did you?!" Rarity quickly grabbed my head to examine it, causing me to let out a cry of shock as I was grabbed.

"N-no!"

"Ya sure about that, hun? 'Cause it seems like you forgot she's your biggest rival ever since freshman years," Applejack said just as shocked as the next gal.

"And she's the school's most popular badass wh:fluttershbad:re," Rainbow crossed her arms as she stared at me wide eyed, but then gained composure as she smirked smugly, "I didn't even know you swing that way, if I knew, baby I would've known you liked me your whole life and we would've made babies by now."

"Ew, Rainbow," I grimaced and punched her softly, which made her laugh and hold up her hands in surrender.

"That is revolting, Rainbow Dash," Rarity glared, but then faced me with the most disturbed of smiles, "well then... I certainly didn't know you... Liked Sunset Shimmer that way, dear... I never knew you even liked her at all! Sorry for assuming..."

"I-it's fine, Rarity... But that's just it, I don't even know if I like her... And if I did from way back, I never knew," until this day, but I'll never admit that.

"Look on the bright side, you got to feel her good," Rainbow licked her lips, but then looked disappointed, "I'm starting to get jealous."

"Rainbow Dash," Fluttershy gasped and slapped her arm, or tried to, as Rainbow's hand caught her's midair while she blushed, flustered from the choice of words.

"Not today, sweetheart," Rainbow winked at her with a winning smile but then looked at me with a raised eyebrow, "you do know who you're dealing with, though, right?"

"I'm afraid so," I cast my gaze anxiously to the side.

"Well, what better way to talk about this with a cup of tea, hmm? Let's all go to my house, the garden is starting to creep me out, and my heels are killing me," Rarity whined while looking at her heels in disappointment, "I should really work on the comfort of people when they wear these."

"Agreed, let's hit the road," Rainbow said and held up a triumphant fist.

"Yay, joy ride!!!" Pinkie held up her hands that held the keys, Rarity did a double take as she searched frantically for the bulge in her pocket, which was now gone.

"PINKIE!!!!!"

Chapter 11, Sleepover Cliche, Mulling Over Things Cliche

I laid there on my back, my eyes at the ceiling, never letting it blink. After what happened today, I don't want to take even the shortest of naps. Maybe I have to mull this over with a cup of tea.

Funny, that's what Rarity said.

I got up and tiptoed over the sleeping bodies messily draped across the floor, covered in their own sleeping bags, snoring away as the night went on. Finally reaching Rarity's door, I opened it and was relieved this girl keeps her house in neat condition, for the door never betrayed me to make a single noise.

So I successfully got to the kitchen where I poured myself a glass of water, hoping Rarity wouldn't mind. To be honest, I don't really like teas that much, I prefer water therapy, but I'd never admit that to anyone. I sat there and looked at the window and to the glimmering moon outside. It was dark, of course, but the moon cast ominous shadows of objects that make a really eerie set for a horror movie.

But then all thoughts drifted away when I recalled what transpired in Sunset Shimmer's bedroom earlier. It was scary, and that's an understatement. Should I say, petrifying, traumatizing, confusing, and the list just goes on.

I so do not want to indulge in the memory, but here I was, still thinking it through. What is there to think of? Okay, maybe a load of things. But what, in particular?

I noticed that electric-firey tingle I get whenever she's within reach. It's like it's drawing me to pull her closer, and not just in a hug-tight way. Ew why am I being so nasty? More specifically, lewd?! Is it my period tonight?

I don't think so... But I still wonder what that electric-firey feeling was. It was addictive, scary, and seductive. I honestly don't know what to think of it. I'm just gonna pass that and, if I ever get the chance and courage to do so, ask HER if she feels it too.

But let's think about something else. What was that huge thing I felt between her legs? Did she have an unshaved pubic hair down there? Or did she have a manhood? Goodness, just thinking about it made my mind blow and my face blush because seriously, who would think of this?

But then it's not genetically possible, for girls to have... You know... That part where guys treasure very much so. But there were in some cases, so I guess it kinda is? And if it is, then that is just so incredibly rare. I find it fascinating but spine-chilling at the same time.

Okay, different topic.

So now I sorted out, at least, a little bit, of the electric feeling and... The stuff between her legs, I'm gonna have to sort out what exactly was it that I felt.

I mean, I didn't feel disgusted, which I normally would, but instead I enjoyed it! And what of that Capper guy, huh? I mean, back to the topic. That feeling I had, the thought of having to... Well, having her do me wasn't very bad, in fact I almost embraced it.

And what of that thing I felt on my neck while we were at it?! I was pretty sure it was a spider then, but now that I think about it, it wasn't hairy or anything, just sharp and ivory to the touch, like a fang maybe. So maybe it were a fang, but I felt two graze my neck. Two fangs? Is Sunset a vampire secretly?

I stopped my train of thought at that. Then I burst out in giggles.

"Sunset Shimmer? Vampire? Twilight, you've read too many Edward fanfictions," I giggled to myself.

"Twilight?" Or so I thought.

"Applejack!" I turned around to face said girl, who was rubbing her eyes from sleep.

"What are you doing in here, girl? You should be asleep," she said.

"I could ask you the same thing actually," I replied, but then turned back to the moon, "and to answer your question, I was just thinking."

She opened the fridge to pull out an apple cider, and when I took a glance, I raised my eyebrow as she pulled out HER family apple cider. Why does Rarity keep something like that here in her place.

She gave no regard, however, as she sat next to me, so I pulled my eyes away to stare back at the moon.

"You still thinking about Sunset," she asked, popping the cork open and gulping it down without even using a cup.

I grimaced, "well, yeah."

It took her a few moments to speak up as she was preoccupied with her drink, but then let out a satisfied sigh and put it on the table and leaned back in her chair.

"What about her? The thing you were about to do in her room?"

I blushed, "well, it's one of the things I'm thinking about."

Applejack nodded thoughtfully, but then, looked me dead in the eyes, suddenly very serious. I couldn't look away. Was this human? The power she suddenly radiated? It had me sitting still. I've never really experienced this around her, let alone my group of friends, or with any other for that matter.

"Do you feel that, Twi?"

I gulped, but raised my brow slightly in confusion.

"F-feel what?"

"The waves crashing onto you, per se. You feel it coming from me, don't you?"

I blinked. Where was this going?

"Answer me," she demanded firmly.

I hyperventilated, wondering what is she going on with this. I never got treated by her like this, not in my entire time that I knew her.

"Y-yes," I squeaked barely audibly, that's when she softened her gaze and turned back to the Applejack I know.

"There's a reason behind that, Twi. Like there is a reason behind what Sunset did what she did to you in her room," she stated solemnly, "and like I showed you, she radiates power as well. Whether it be supernatural or normal, you be the judge of things, but just know, Sunset ain't what you think she is," with that, she stood up and left the uncorked bottle of cider there.

Before leaving the room, however, she stopped and looked at me with a coy smile.

"I know Rarity would be mad when she sees that bottle, but she won't be too made because I left it, not anybody else, trust me," she winked, and then finally left.

That was odd.

Okay, so I've just witnessed another side of AJ that I never knew existed. I honestly don't know what to say, or feel. I just sat there and kept blinking.

Until the metaphorical clock chimed 1 A.M.

Chapter 12, Must. Talk.

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Chapter 13, Riddle This Dawg

The rest of the week rolled by, albeit a little intimidated by the lack of closure, and most importantly, lack of bullying from Sunset. Constantly, I can catch her glancing at me, but other than that, nothing seems to point out her interest in me.

The party was still on my mind of course, so everytime I saw her I tried not to blush too noticeably. Finally, it was time to set my plan in action. I had made a mental list, and it contains:
Item 1, a dress for what will happen tonight.
Item 2, backup.
Item 3, successfully retrieve information once mission is over.
I pulled out my phone from my nightstand to do just what item 2 stated and contacted a couple of beings.

"Pinkie Pie speaking, how may i he~lp you, sir-y ma'am sir," said the always chirpy voice on the other end.

"Pinkie, hey, I need you to come over," I said urgently, restless.

"Oooh~ what for, Twilight of mine, I didn't know you're such a quickster," I can practically hear the smirk on her face as she drawled this out, along with the wiggling of her eyebrows.

I blushed and stuttered, "P-Pinkie! I didnt- I mean, I wasn't.. I didn't... Whatever..." I muttered embarrassingly.

I heard giggles on the other line, "I was kidding, silly! Anyway, why d'ya want me to go there? Special occasion? Holiday?" -She suddenly gasped- "BIRTHDAY?!"

"Uh... No. None of those. I want you to come over to talk some things out regarding Sunset Shimmer.

"Well, what about her," she asked.

"Classified. I'll tell you once you get here," I stated firmly, making it sound like I meant no funny business, which is my current state.

"Okie dokie, what time?"

"Be here exactly 7 o'clock, and I mean it."

"Okay, Pinkie will be there at exactly 7 o'clock, cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye," I can totally hear her smiling on the other end.

"Good. I'll call you back," and with that, I ended the call. Next, I dialed another number, and ring ring my phone went.

After 3 rings, somebody on the other line picked up.

"Hello," they greeted groggily.

"Oh, sorry to wake you," I laughed nervously.

"Don't worry, Twilight, I was about to anyway, what time is it?"

"4:49," I said after glancing at the clock of my bedroom.

"See? Totally my wake up from nap time. Anyway, what's up?"

"I need your help with something."

"What something?"

"I can't tell you now, but I will once you and Pinkie get here."

"Oh sweet, Pinkie's coming too?"

"Didn't you hear me?"

"YES!"

"Anyway, I want you here by 7, get here past that there'll be no more cookies for you," I knew that was my brother's weakness.

"What? Oh man, but it's tradition to give me some whenever you or our folks see me."

"First of all, you made that up, second, I'm totally doing what I warned to do."

"Okay, okay, I'll be there. 7, right?"

"Yes. Don't forget!"

"Yeah, yeah, call me back, huh?"

"You just read my mind."

"I'm psychic, Twilight," I heard him laugh.

"Ha ha, very funny, Bill Gates, see ya later."

"Sure, bye."

"Goodbye."

Author's Note

Riddle chapter, who was the dude Twilight talked to?

Chapter 14, Ze Plan

"Hello, Frizzlepop," greeted my dad to the former rogue.

"Sir," said former rogue bowed in respect, then lifted her head with a solemn expression, "we have to attend... (i)the(/i) meeting."

My dad sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, while I simply rolled my eyes and propped my feet comfortably on his desk, checking my nails as if uninterested. He looked at me momentarily, but then tore off his gaze knowing that he can't stop me.

"It's still held at the townhall, right?"

"Yes, sir."

"Tell them we'll be there. At what time, exactly?"

"2:30, sir."

"2:30 it is."

"Duly noted, sir."

I decided to take matters in my own hands. Politely asking her never works, pleading never works, and somehow she wouldn't come out with violence... But I haven't tried so I wouldn't know, but that's too much to bargain for. So my only option is to spy on her, and I don't mean to be creepy and all, but I want to find out the truth. Why this feeling is stirring in me, why sparks fly when I look into her eyes, or why she tried to seduce me at the party, and pretty much all of what confusing things she does to me.

I set up my plan immediately as I stepped into my bedroom and estimated the time I needed to find out my desired answers.

Two-three hours tops.

I would need a place to hide if I wanted to be able to do this. I can wear something that fits the color of the walls of her house, but that would bust me when I'm trying to hide in the shadows, if for some reason there are any, given that everything is shining with either the chandeliers or their own bling.

I relented on the thought of black suit. It wouldn't hide me well in the light. I can't wear white either, it would do the same thing in the dark. So I need something in-between, maybe grey. Yes, that would work.

Only, I'd have to buy one.

But finding a suit like that is very rare... Rare...

Rarity!

"Let me get this straightened out. You, want (i)me(/i), to make (i)you(/i) a suit, fit for a burglar on a jailbreak? Twilight, darling, have you hit your hard these couple of days?" Rarity sat neatly on her couch, poised and refined-looking, as per usual, with her hands tucked neatly on her lap.

"Yes," I answered, "I mean, no, I didn't hit my head, and yes I want the grey suit tailored as soon as possible." The last sentence was rushed and too fidgetty for comfort.

"Darling, hate to be a nuisance for asking the same question over again, but whatever do you need it for?"

(i)Should I tell her the truth?(/i)

I've thought long enough to say, "same answer, I can't, Rarity. It's... Kind of personal."

"Hmm... Very well, if I can't get you to " come out of the hay," I'll just sew the outfit for you. Come back maybe a little late in the night? At least, six o'clock," she said as she took a glance at her watch, which read 3:27 pm.

That was convenient. That would mean I'd have to pick up the suit an hour before my backups would arrive.

"Sure, that would do," I said and stood up, but was stopped by Rarity holding up her palm.

"If you can't tell me what the suit is for, could you at least tell me how it came to this?" She gestured for me to sit down once more, and I didn't want to be rude, so I did.

"Well... It was all because of that party," I looked to the side, but at least it wasn't a lie. It (i)was(/i) about the party, it's what started it, but it was about Sunset Shimmer as well.

"Very well then, but just know, Twilight. If you have a secret to keep, don't keep it from those close to you," Rarity smiled gently and stood up, lending her hand at me, and so I took it and followed her suite to the door.

"Thanks, Rarity. Sorry I couldn't tell you, it's too personal to share."

"Oh, think nothing of it. Now, off you go, dear, I'll be getting your outfit ready by the time you get here," she said with a hint of determination and excitement.

"Thanks again, Rares!" I waved at her and turned to walk off towards my own house, which was just a few blocks away.

"Anytime, dear!"

And now, I only have to wait and evaluate some more of my plan. That way, I can make Plan A-Plan Z like a cakewalk.

OH CRAP I FORGOT TO MAKE ONE FOR SPIKE AND PINKIE!

I immediately dialed Pinkie's number, then conference called it with Spike's.

"Hello?" The familiar voice of Pinkie sounded from the device, sounding like she repeated the word.

"Hey, who's there, Pinkie?" Asked a bewildered male voice.

"Hey, Spike! Hey, Pinkie! Listen, do you happen to have..."

The wind was rather cool as I stepped off my premises, having already eaten breakfast. As I made my way towards Rarity's, I started recounting my plans.

Plan A-simply climb her window, find her, spy on her

Plan B-if someone caught you, run for your life and hide, if you can

Plan C-IF Sunset was the one who saw you, quickly pray and make a dash for the nearest window.

And so on and so forth. Finally, I arrived. The lights were on in Rarity's boutique, and so I knocked and waited anxiously.

"Come in," sang a muffled voice.

I complied quickly and spotted Rarity in front of her sewing machine, stitching away one of her creations as she focused on pulling the needle in and out of the fabric.

"Welcome to Rarity's boutique, where everything is shique, unique, and magnifique." She made a move to stand up, "what can I-" and upon seeing me, she stopped mid sentence and beamed, "-Twilight, well aren't you the early bird."

"Sorry," I smiled sheepishly, still fidgeting, "I couldn't wait."

"No problem, dear. Lucky for you, I finished your order not a few minutes ago." She went straight to the corner where she kept the clothes she make for clients, and pulled out the exact outfit that I had requested.

I ran over to her and hugged her, to which startled her at first, but then giggle and returned the friendly gesture.

"Thank you (i)so(/i) much, Rares! I don't know what I'd do without you!"

"Think nothing of it," she said as per usual.

"Wait, I think I have a few dollars here." I reached down to the purse that I seldomly carry.

"Oh, no, keep it! The outfit is yours for free!"

"Wow... Rarity, I don't know what to say... I appreciate this."

"Oh, anything I'd do for a friend. Now take this... Dreadful clothing and fix whatever you're trying to fix," she grinned like there's no tomorrow and ushered me outside. I laughed and nodded, running down the streets and to my house to try on my new outfit.

I stood at the entryway of the Shimmer household, a.k.a. the humongous gate.

"This will tell me everything," I said dramatically and put on my mask.

"No, it won't, silly, it's a house, it can't talk," interrupted Pinkie Pie, who's at my side with her own black suit, that she said she had ever since grade school, that was only halfway on her, "or does it?"

"Pinkie, keep quiet!"-I quickly covered her mouth, preventing further words from coming out of it-"There could be a guard out here!"

"Twilight, Twilight, you never learn," Pinkie said with a chuckle after removing my hand with incredible strength, "there won't be any guards out here because it's not the castle that pony me and pony you and dragon Spike that went to before."

I blinked deliriously. "Say what now?"

"Duh, coast is clear," Pinkie sang.

"Dragon me," asked a baffled Spike, who stood at my other side, zippering up half of his suit that was similar to mine. Oh, little brother of mine. I had asked where he got it, he just said, and I quote, "just went to a Power Pony convention, I got this suit from one of the sellers. It's the burglar from the comics."

"Shhh, we gotta keep quiet! We're supposed to be sneaky, remember," I huffed at them in annoyance.

"Whoops, sorry-dopey," Pinkie pouted and put on her suit properly.

"I should have gotten a size L," Spike grumbled as he tried to squeeze into the suit, but it successfully covered all of him in the end.

"You all ready?"

"Yepperonni!" "Bring it!"

"Alright, let's go inside," after I said that, I pulled up my mask over my mouth and threw up a grappling hook over the large gate.

I've checked if there are any sorts of surveillance system, but there were none by the gate so far, so I deemed it safe.

"Coast is clear guys, move it," I whispered to them harshly and climbed up the grappling hook's attachment.

"Okie dokie lokie," Pinkie sang and hopped onto the rope, making it wiggle and loosen a bit.

"Pinkie," I gasped involuntarily and tried to steady the rope again.

"Whoopsy, sorry-dizzy-pizzy," she smiled sheepishly and climbed more calmly now.

"This suit is too tight," Spike complained, "how come I never noticed this before?"

"Shhh!" And I resumed climbing up.

Once we got up the gate, I threw the rope down to the other side, the hook still intact. I can tell it's gonna be a long walk. I jumped off the rope and landed softly on the ground, grinning triumphantly as my vision cleared from the bars of the gate.

"Weeeeee!"

Before I could even look up, I was then forced onto the ground by an unbelievable weight crushing my bones.

"P-Pin-kie," I wheezed and tried to claw my way out.

"Oopsies!"

And the weight was off. I breathed more deeply and sat up, but then a cry sounded and I was once again on the ground.

"Sorry, I couldn't get a good hold on the rope," Spike quickly scrambled to his feet and held a hand for me.

I grumbled.

(Unedited)Chapter 15, Odd Miss Pie

After several minutes of bouncing and sneaking around, we're finally at the door. I checked for any cameras, but so far, found none. Funny, and I thought houses like this have some form of security.

"Let's get in," I whispered and went to the nearest unlocked window.

We, I mean I, tiptoed through the large structure, with Spike walking casually and Pinkie hopping around. I tried to keep my annoyance in as these two don't seem to be helping me at all.

But who am I to say that?

"So, we're supposed to look for Sunset's room. I already know where it is, so all we have to do is sneak in and try not to get caught by absolutely anyone!"

When I heard no reply, I pivoted my head towards the two trailing behind me to see that they were both engaged in a conversation with each other.

"So you've been to Australia fifteen times already? Just to check on your bakery branch?!"

"Eeyup!"

"No way!"

"Yes way!"

"Would you two get your heads in the situation?! We are in someone else's mansion and trying to snoop, yet you talk about bakeries?!" My glare was the best I could do to contain myself.

"Yep!" "Yepperoni."

My eye twitched as I halted, making them both stop and look at me. I must've been in one heck of a facial expression because the next thing I know, Pinkie shivered and trotted beside me.

"You know, Twilight, you shouldn't stress things like this too much, you'll get old faster."

"So breaking into someone's house is not a big deal," I deadpanned with a "sue you" face.

"Well, not exactly. I mean, if you want it to, probably. But I mean, look around! Do you see a single soul around here?"

And that, I did, but to both my relief and dismay, Pinkie was right. There wasn't anyone.

I sighed, then smiled at her gently.

"Fine. But I still need you two to focus, we might get spotted unaware."

"Okie dokie lokie!" "Phew."

I rolled my eyes and continued to lead them both through a series of hallways, corridors, and doors, trying to look for the staircase leading upstairs. Taking the elevator is way too risky, so it wasn't even an option to try it.

"I can't seem to find it," I muttered as I glanced sideways, looking for any doors.

"Maybe we should ask Sunset! She's probably in her room," Pinkie pointed at my front, so I turned and did a double take as I saw the very door Sunset trapped me in.

"Huh. How'd I miss that?"

I took the initiative and stepped forward, turning the knob, and slowly, I pushed it open enough to see inside. No-one seemed to be here. I pushed it all the way open upon confirming the coast is clear and immediately, as if guided by instinct, I breathed in the smell of my m-frenemy... Mortal nemesis, I mean.

It's getting hard to think in here.

"Hey, lookey what I found," Pinkie giggled and held up a... Toy.

"Pinkie! Not that kind of snooping," I whispered to her hushly as a flustered blush swept across my cheeks.

"Awe, it's all in good fun," she disappointedly put the thing back where she found it and

A few minutes of digging through stuff, we got nothing but disarrayed clothes, cigarettes, even weed in several drawers, but nothing out of the ordinary for Sunset Shimmer. I at least kept some of the weed to myself, you know, for evidence to Principal Celestia if there will ever be a time when I would really report her. So far, I'm held back by conscience, curiosity, and something else entirely that I couldn't quite fathom at the moment.

"Uh... Guys? Might wanna take a look at this," Spike said nervously as he looked horrified at the mini refrigerator beside the closet.

"What is it, Spike," I instinctively asked and went closer to examine.

"Oooh, is it another one of those super fun toys she got," Pinkie laughed with a snort, "teehee, I even counted three vibrators, a dildo and a double-sided dildo!"

"What? Eww, Pinkie!"

"Oooh, and a butt plug!"

"Pinkie!!!"

"Whaaaat?"

"You have to stop saying things like that... So.... Free..." I trailed off as I saw what was in the fridge.

There, amongst all the expensive liquor, stood three medical bags filled with...

"Is that... Blood," I gasped, bewildered beyond my wits.

"Uh oh," I heard a faint whisper from Pinkie, but I ignored it and grabbed a bag and held it closer to my face. It had a tag stating, and I will leave out some things for simplicity;

Canterlot Medical Center
Blood donation
Patient: Sunset Shimmer

Those were the main things that caught my eyes, the others seemed gibberish and junk. Uncharacteristic for me, yes, but the only statements that matter in that tag are those three. So Sunset is secretly ill? If so, then what kind of desease? Is it possibly something as critical as Cancer or HIV? She seemed healthy to me! She couldn't possibly be sick. But then what of the blood bags?

I blinked several times to confirm reality, and it is.

"What do you think, fishy enough," I asked through my fixation on the bag I held.

"Pretty much. After all, who would keep something like this? It's not everyday!" Spike looked at the bag alongside me and poked it, watching as it wiggled a little.

"Uhmm... Hey, I know, why don't we all look for more evidence? Hehe," Pinkie nervously piped up between us, and proceeded to glide through the room.

Who could blame her for being nervous, huh? She probably never saw blood her entire life! And now here it is, a bag of them, still fresh it seemed and in the grasp of none other than me.

Why would Sunset keep something like this? There is still a lot more questions I needed answered, and so I followed Pinkie's advice and kept looking through absolutely (i)everything(/i). From small crevices to the top of the closet. No such luck. But then there was one place we didn't look into yet, and that's under the bed.

"Spike, have you any flashlight," I asked and held out my palm.

"Yeah, how could I forget? You called me 4 times for that emergency kit you always make me carry around." He rolled his eyes and handed me the flashlight, which he grabbed from his toolbelt.

"Well, it's not really a kit if it's a belt, right?" I crouched down and turned on the device I grasped.

"Yeah, yeah, logical as usual, (i)princess(/i)."

"Shh!"

So I kept rummaging. The underside looked worse than the whole room combined. If the room was all discarded clothing, weed, and smoke ashes, what's under is triple times that. Boxes, boxes, and even more boxes! Piled with dust, grime, and even a few laundry. I coughed and waved a hand to my face. It was as if this was already an ancient house from the Mediterranean years.

Unless I want to dig into every single box in there, then I'll turn out empty handed. Unless...

"Pinkie, can you Pinkie-guess what's in these boxes," I asked.

"Nummm..." When afterwards I only earned silence, I turned to face said party planner to see that she had her lips tucked in in a manner of when Applejack lies.

"Pinkie?"

She squeaked and desperately shut her mouth, closing her eyes as she clenched her fists at her sides.

"Pinkie, you know you could tell me. I mean, you just told us about those toys no problem, why is it so hard now?"

"..uh... I... Uh... I COULDN'T GUESS IT, BYE!" Before I could process what is going on, only a flash of pink and an open window told me that she was ran off.

Chapter 16, Lil Ol' Fun

A fine day it was, if it wasn't for the current situation that I had thrusted ourselves into. It only got worse when Pinkie abruptly left Spike and I, both of us staring at the open window with out mouths agaped. It proved to worsen even more so as we heard rushed footsteps and hushed voices from the other side of the door. Spike and I looked at each other in fear and jumped to the nearest hiding spot we could find, mine was, fortunately, the stacked closet.

"The scent smells familiar, paps," said an all too familiar voice. My eyes widened in realization.

So the household had been on an errand when we first arrived here, I thought with a pang of dread, if we'd just arrived earlier maybe we'd have more time.

"I can smell it too, kiddo. Is it someone you know?"It's obvious the masculine voice belonged to her father, as said by given nickname.

There were sniffing, which I found really, really, weird, then I heard the doorknob twist. I gulped.

"Duh, I did say familiar..."-there was a slight pause as the sniffing continued, then a loud inhale,-"and I think I know just who it belongs to." The smirk was practically evident in Sunset's tone of voice, and I grew even more nervous as my heart started pounding in my head, beads of sweat started to slip out of my pores as light footsteps were heard throughout the room, and I bet you Spike was feeling the same as I did.

"So, who is it, then?" The voice was much clearer than before, confirming my suspicion that they have entered the room.

"Not sure yet, paps, I think there are two of them in here," another pause, "there were three, rather. The other one must've left. They all smell familiar... Except for that boyish musky smelling one."

I never knew they were a family of great greyhound sense of smell! What are they, wolves?! My heartbeat increased as said footsteps got closer.

"Hmm... I think I have already met two of these scents before," said Sunset's father, "both at the party, and one in your room a little later after I passed by."

"Hohoho, I know who it is, alright," came a snarky tone of voice, "and she's right behind that closet." There was light evil laughter, and that alone sent me over the edge.

"The candy, lavander or the wet dog-smelling one?"

I felt bad for that last part.

"Oh, don't be so stereotypical, paps, it just smells like cat after a rainy day," I heard laughter from Sunset's dad, and I myself stifled my giggle with my hand, despite everything that's happening, "the lavander one I always smell at school, in fact, she is my number one on the enemy list,"-good to know, I groaned internally, bewildered a little as she had just tracked the smell of my shampoo from meters away. It's either my shampoo scent reaches a longer range than I had originally thought, or she's just incredibly skilled at her, their, sense of smell,-" the sweet one is all about sugar, spice, and everything nice, and I bet said number one enemy had been listening to us the whole time."

Without warning, the closet door opened fully, and blinding light greeted me as I desperately tried to bury myself in the cancatervated clothes.

"Isn't that right, Twilight Sparkle?"

I froze, eyes wide, staring ahead without a real destination, and when there was a scoff accompanied by a deep growl, it was then I registered the fact that I had been caught, by Sunset and her dad no less.

"Oh! Uhm... R-right?" Yes, I almost could feel my internal face-palm in that moment.

"Right," said an agitated man standing behind her, peeking over her shoulder with arms crossed, showing off impossibly lean and colossal build, "and what, may I ask, have led you to our humble abode?"

I gulped visibly, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Sunset's eyebrow raise up, but I focused on her father, knowing he imposed much more of a threat than she does.

Was it just my imagination or did her eyebrow just rise up after that train of thought?

"Uhmm... W-well, you see, sir, uh..." I could've sworn, that right then and there, I had forgotten to speak English.

"Tell me this instead, did you come alone?"

My mind went blank. It was a huge challenge. I didn't know what I would say! If I told them I didn't and brought along a few friends with me, they'd probably jail them as well! On the other hand, if I didn't, they clearly knew already by that calculative gleam in their eyes, and from what I, we, heard earlier they could smell 'other' scents than mine, whatever that would mean in this case, if there was another meaning than my initial thought.

Instinctively, I glanced to where Spike hid, which was at the side of the bed, nearly under it, sweat pouring down his face as he looked frighteningly back at me.

With every slight difference, the scenery changes, but sometimes, even when things seem different, they all end the same.

Author's Note

Okay, so your decision again, tell me if you wanna bust Pinks and Spike, or keep the info to ourselves and not let the Shimmer know. The riddle at the end is a dead giveaway of how the next chappy might be, but I need you all to decide which is which. And please make it quick, hopefully I'll get answers before the weekends so I can start right away.

Remember, the dignity of Spike and Pinkie rests in your hands... And gadgets. So pretty please with a cherry on tope vote!

Chapter 17, Doubts and Confusion

Life is complicated, they say. They're right, it really is. I was reminded that from the moment when Spike's eyes desperately landed on me. My concern for him caused me to briefly glance at him, only to receive his frightened stare. He's probably unable to think right now, given the circumstances, I would as well. In fact, I am already experiencing said terrifying moment. Only, I didn't realise until now that glancing at him was a bad move, for it caused the Shimmers to follow my gaze, and there, they saw Spike, huddled in the corner of the bed, desperately ducking so that his whole was pressed tightly against the cool floor. It was no use.

"Oh, whoever the f:ajunamused:ck you are... Oh wait, you're my baby's little brother, aren't you," Sunset smirked and started strutting towards him, Mr. Shimmer tensing as he watched his daughter, brows furrowed.

"No, don't hurt him," I cried desperately as I ignored the embarrassing nickname, only to be confronted by Mr. Shimmer himself.

"Don't worry, I won't let her. I was merely trying to intimidate you, but it seems that you all know each other, so I'm dropping this. But if you dare try to break into our house another time, you will never ever see daylight again,"- he narrowed his eyes at me-"is that clear, Ms. Sparkle?"

I gulped and nodded in fear and intimidation at his up-close build, and he averted his eyes to Sunset and my now quivering little brother, Spike.

"Drop the act, Shimmy. Let'em go."

"Urgh, paps, the nickname," Sunset snarled, and when I said snarled, I literally meant (i)snarled(/i), and it sent pleasant chills down my spine too, for some inexplicable reason, "and no way, I'm so not dropping this. I mean, come on! They snook up in our house for f-!"

"Language,"-shouted Mr. Shimmer,-" I'm your father and you will do as I say, you hear me?!"

For some reason, even I was forced to feel scared as well, as if the command was directed right at me. The mere volume of his voice was enough to make my ears ring, figuratively speaking still. His tone sent chills down my spine, and not the good kind.

It was like the chills you get when you're watching a horror film, but five times the fright, and coming from me, a highly intellectual student(not to brag) that does NOT believe in the supernatural, that's a very big deal.

My eyes met Spike's once again, which were wide in, what I'm guessing is, fear.

Sunset Shimmer just groaned and rolled her eyes, "you're no fun." She stepped away from Spike, who I saw breathed out a huge sigh of relief, but then he looked at Mr. Shimmer, and he was back to the quivering mess.

"Being a leader is no fun at all, my child, so don't be so surprised," a softness grazed his voice and expression, and it was then I felt slightly relaxed.

"Blah blah blah, you're no elder, paps, now get someone to kick'em outta here," Sunset mocked and jumped on her bed as if we're not in the room anymore, and kicked her boots off her, one of the pair missing me by a few inches.

Mr. Shimmer shook his head and looked at Spike and I both. "Now, what do you have to say for yourselves?"

I hung my head low, thus making my bangs block a couple of my vision, disabling my sight on Spike.

"We're sorry, sir..." I noticed a stare from across the room, and my eyes met with a pair of irritated teal ones. "... And Sunset," I added sheepishly, only then the irritation dispersed and was replaced by nonchalance.

"I will ask again, what drove you to break in our home?" Mr. Shimmer's gaze sent chills down my spine, and I felt a lump in my throat as I tried to get a hold of my voice. And the way he carried out the question didn't help, not. One. Bit.

"Uhm... You see... Well, you don't but-but we w-want you to... I-I mean, n-not that you're blind or anything, I wasn't implying that! It's just that... Well... We.. I..." I shut my eyes closed and balled my hands into fists, "reason or no reason, sir. What we've done was unacceptable."

There was a moment of silence, from the open window we can hear the crickets and other nocturnal wildlife out there... With aforementioned crickets standing out the most. You can only imagine the tension we all felt, all except Sunset it seemed.

"I will repeat the question, and you are to answer it directly. Why did you break in?" The question sounded more of a demand, delivered in a lower and eerier tone of voice, which made me gulp in fear and shake like a leaf caught in a breeze, grateful suddenly that my bangs were there to shield his impenetrable gaze.

"Paps, don't use the Alpha voice on her, look, you made my poor babe scared like a newborn pup," Sunset's voice chimed in and I could've sworn I heard a hint of concern laced within. It caused me to look at her out of the corner of my eye to find that she had flipped over so that she rested on her belly, with elbows supporting her torso to partially "stand."

Her sole gaze caused me to stop and look deeper, like my eyes can't get enough of what they were seeing. It was that at that moment that I realised my cheeks heated up a little, and that the familiar tingling sensation I get when we're around each other have returned.

"It proves no use apparently, she's still unresponsive."

The voice snapped me out of my trance and my eyes landed back on the man. He sighed and rubbed his templates.

"First the rogues, then the meeting, and now this," I heard him mutter underneath his breath.

Wait a second, my brain immediately went to Sherlock Holmes mode, of course, that trait of mine was inspired by several mystery novels that I have read. Speaking of which, have you seen the movie? What am I saying, Twilight, get back to the story! Rogues? What exactly does he mean by rogues? And what's with those stupid and flustering nicknames Sunset gives me? Wasn't the almost-rape incident enough for her?! Alpha voice, leader, mate, what does all these words mean?! And why do they some familiar to me?!

"Twilight," a voice sounded from somewhere, I paid no heed to it but then someone shook me gently, which caused me to wake up once more, finding a concerned face, an amused one, and a wierded out one.

"What," I blurted out without thinking, then looked down at Spike. "How did you get here? You were a couple of steps away!"

An awkward pause hung through the air, which was broken by Sunset's laughing. It was so intense that she doubled over and clutched her stomach, then wheezed out, "get out of our house, Ms. Space-Out-A-Lot!"

I immediately blushed and hid in my bangs.

"Did I really spaced out," I whispered to Spike.

He was about to answer, but then Mr. Shimmer cleared his throat abruptly, which made us both look at him questioningly.

"Well, since you are done sneaking around, as I was saying, I will set you free. But heed my warning, Mr. and Ms. Sparkle, if I catch you in my abode again, I will have no choice. Did I make myself clear?"

"Yes, sir," Spike and I muttered in defeat.

"Good. Now, off you go. Mr. Pepper will escort you lady, and gentleman, out," he said formally and nodded to said butler, that I didn't notice had already slipped in the room and was awaiting Spike and I expectantly.

We complied with no argument of course and followed Mr. Pepper down the halls, his face lighting up in recognition upon closer inspection.

"Ms. Sparkle? Didn't expect to see you so soon," he said once we were out of the room, "what brings you here?" I dropped the use of formality as just being friendly, but I made a mental note to remind him of the usage of "Ms. Sparkle." Then, realizing someone was with me, he gave an acknowledging nod toward Spike, "and this humble gentleman here?"

"It's not a very pleasant one on your part," I said and looked at the floor, watching as my right foot flew back while the left one slung forward, then reverse, then reverse again.

"Oh? May I ask why?"

"It's... A long story," I cast my gaze to Spike to see how he was doing, but then he went from paranoid to casual.

"Long story is an understatement," he sighed.

"Well, then I'll leave the information to you, but everyone in this house will certainly be informed about this... Dare I say, intrusion, according to some maidens and other pack mem... I-I mean, relatives," he cleared his throat and looked ahead, concentrating on getting us to the elevator.

It was too late to correct his last lines, and he knew it too, if only I knew what he was about to say. Pack mem-something. Now, think, Twilight, think. You've read every possible books out there, which of those books that contains a word "pack mem-?" Tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock...

"It was weird back there, you know, Pinkie Pie," Spike snapped me out of my thoughts once again and scratched his knuckles habitually. "I really thought she'd stick around more, you know."

That, was another problem I had yet to organize. Why did she run away? If someone told me that Pinkie can abandon people at dire situations, I would've laughed. But then, here we were, abandoned by none other than the jolly party girl.

"Quite, Spike. Quite," I said thoughtfully and just left the phrase hanging, still thinking of possible reasons as to how Pinkie could just run off from us like that.

Chapter 18, Making Out... I Mean, Making Up.

"Pinkie?"

I approached the party planner, who, true to her title, was enflating balloons with a sugar rush. She stopped a moment to acknowledge me with a bright grin and a cheerful "heya, Twilight!" before going back to her work.

"Uhm... Yesterday... Remember," I told her. It was then that she stopped moving, held her breath, and visibly gulped.

"Y-yeah?" The way she said it, it was like she was jittery, like how every student would feel for an upcoming exam.

"You... Well, I don't mean to sound rude, but... You kinda... Left us back there. Is there any reason behind that? I-if there is any, Spike and I want to know," I said firmly, the events from yesterday flooding back to me, and I instantly shivered at those piercing gazes of both the Shimmers.

"Uh... Well..." She looked to the side and bit her lip, "... I... Am sorry," she said in shame, looking down at her boots as if they suddenly were too interesting. "I know I abandoned you guys... It's alright if you and Spikey want to unfriend me... I was a total uncool unfriendly jerk friend."

"Pinkie, Spike and I aren't mad, we're just..." I put a hand on her shoulder, making her look up, "confused, is all. We didn't really expect you to just-"

"Take off? Leave my friends when they needed me the most?," her hair deflated, like it usually does when she's feeling depressed, and she looked back down, breaking our eye contact.

"Pinkie, listen. Spike and I aren't mad at you, okay? We're confused as to why you just jumped out of the window like that, that's all." I tilted her chin, which made her instinctively look at me in the eyes. "And we want to know why."

Suddenly, the unexpected happened. She grabbed me by the shoulders, taking me by surprise, and hugged me tight, her shoulders racking as if she were sobbing. I instinctively hugged back, and felt moisture dripping onto my clothes. She was crying.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't tell you! If I did, I would be breaking a MILLION of promises, maybe even more, maybe a gazzilion-trillion-zillion of promises..." She sobbed, "besides, you wouldn't believe me."

"Who said I wouldn't?" I sighed, "Pinkie, a friend always listens and believes to whatever her friend has say. You taught me that, remember?"

There was a pause. Then, she sniffled and her hug became slightly loose and unforced.

"Uh-huh," she replied shortly.

"Then believe me when I say, whatever secret there is behind you running away like that, I wouldn't ever shrug off a single word."

"... Not even proverbs?"

I laughed, "not even proverbs."

With that, she pulled away slightly, but we were still in an embrace, although we were slightly apart enough to look each other in the eye.

"But still, I'll be breaking a BUNCH of promises! It would leave me all icky and yucky feeling," she pouted.

"Well, you don't have to tell us. I know how you take your pinkie promises seriously," I giggled, then gave her another friendly and gentle hug. "But... Maybe don't scare us like that, okay? We were worried that you might have been suddenly offended by all of that."

"Okie dokie," she squealed and squeezed me with the strength of a bear.

"A-and... I-I... Wanna... Kinda... say so... Something else... If-if you could please... Let go," I wheezed and squirmed uncomfortably in her hold, trying to get in as much air as I can.

"Oh, right," she loosened, and I took a huge gulp of air, then readied myself.

"Sorry for dragging you and Spike into that mess. I honestly didn't know what I was thinking."

"No problem! As long as you don't be all grumpy wumpy pants about it," she laughed and hugged me again, and I hugged back just as hard, joining in her laughter.

"She didn't tell you? Aw man, so I pissed my pants for nothing," Spike pouted through the other end of the line, stuffing himself with ice cream probably, based on the short pauses and shlicking noises on occasion.

"But at least we know she isn't mad. She really seemed to regret it, though," I said while catching a glimpse of pink amongst the cluster of hairs in one of the cafeteria windows.

"Still, I wanna know why," he said.

"That's what I said too, but she insisted, because, and I quote, 'she'll be breaking MILLION, or maybe even ZILLIONS, of promises!' And you know her and her pinkie promises."

"You have no idea," he shivers. "But hey, at least she doesn't hate us, right?"

"Why would she?"

"I dunno. Someone who runs off like that probably hates someone in the room."

I let out an angry noise, glaring at the wall as if it was Spike.

"Okay, okay, a little too far."

"Anyway... So Spike, how's your day? I heard your best friend Ember became class president."

He gasped, "how'd you know?!"

I smirked smugly and looked at my nails, "oh, I have resources."

"YOU STALKED ME?!"

"No, you idiot."

Author's Note

Okay, first off, SORY FOR SUPER LATE UPLOAD! You can't really blame me tho... Or u can, but the thing is, school has literally been throwing projects at us and I just... NARRRGGHH curse that prison. Anyway, so here it is, I dunno if I'm gonna be able to write for a short while because... Well, tomorrow I'll be spending the whole day doing homework and studying for exams, and the day after that too. So, kudos to y'all who understand and don't, I love you ppl! Night out!

Chapter 4, Oh Shitaki Riddles

Author's Note

Yeah, this is an apology chapter heh, because well... I-I wasn't planning on updating every two weeks... Heh... Uh anyhow, hope you enjoy the chappie

PS. Imma be updating these kinds of chapters, and imma call em riddle chapters, its where I'll be giving u the chance to guess who or what the character/story will be in the next chapter. He he, just an idea that will be my "way" I guess, he he per se :twilightsheepish:

Chapter 4, Oh Shitaki Riddles

After hanging around the pool, Pinkie and I thought we've had enough and started changing clothes. Ah, it's good to be dry once more. Well, I mean, dry as in body-wise, if that's even a word, but that venture underwater got me dehydrated, so I asked Pinkie if we could go back to the buffet table.

And she agreed, of course.

So there we were, reunited with Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy, who just came walking in from the doors leading to the fountain in front of the mansion. Rarity and Applejack are still yet to be spotted as they seemed to blend in the crowd so well we couldn't see them.

"Hey, guys," Rainbow grinned as she got a red plastic cup of punch.

"Hey, party people," Pinkie Pie said through a giggle.

I rolled my eyes with a grin, when will I ever see this girl do a poker face.

"But... I'm not a party person," Fluttershy muttered, but squeaked in shock as Pinkie suddenly appeared behind her to lay a hand across her shoulders.

"You are, now don't argue," Pinkie announced and ruffled her hair slightly, making me laugh through my hand.

I went on ahead and got a cup of punch like Rainbow and just stood there, scanning over the sea of people as I took occasional sips from the red cup.

"Hey, Twilight, that guy is looking at you weird," said Rainbow Dash from my left.

I turned to her with an eyebrow raised and noticed she was looking behind Pinkie and Fluttershy, and then I spotted who she was talking about. There was this tanned, lean built man with a silky-looking blue hair, and observant-looking eyes, which were staring right at me. Well, this should be good.

(Guess who in the comments😜)