Family is supposed to be our safe haven. Very often, it's the place where we find the deepest heartache.
Iyanla Vanzant

Scootaloo was ecstatic, here she was with Rainbow Dash at her own house and it was all thanks to Anon-a-miss. Rainbow had been in kind of a good mood when she arrived. Anon-a-miss had targeted other people so they had stopped teasing Rainbow Dash about her bad grades. The fact that Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy had a falling out with the rest of the group was a good thing too. Rainbow had more time for her, same went for Applebloom and Sweetie Belle with their respective sisters.

Right now, Rainbow and Scootaloo were in Dash’s backyard practicing soccer. “All right, now try dribbling past me Scoots,” Rainbow told her. Scootaloo did so and succeeded in scoring a goal for herself.

“Rainbow honey?” Windy Whistles called out from the back door.

“What is it mom? Me and Scoots are busy.” Rainbow answered her mom. Scootaloo thought Rainbow Dash's parents were the coolest. They came to every game of hers, always cheered the loudest. Rainbow, on the other hand, thought them to be the most obnoxious people she knew, though she did appreciate their support. She tried telling them on numerous occasions to tone it down, but they never listened.

“Someone came to the door with some papers for you,” she sounded worried she was holding said papers in her hands.

Rainbow took them and looked at them carefully. Her eyes then widened in disbelief as she said, “What the hell!?”

“What is it sweetie?” Windy asked worriedly.

“I have to go to court, Sunset is asking for a restraining order against me. She's also suing me!” Rainbow said angrily holding out the papers.

Windy looked shocked as she took the papers from her daughter and looked over them. “What happened? I thought you two were friends?”

“That bitch isn't my friend!” Rainbow shouted.

This was all Sunsets fault, everything that was going wrong was because of her. Scootaloo wished that Sunset had never existed. They wouldn't have had to create Anon-a-miss in the first place if weren't for hogging all the attention. Scootaloo wouldn't have had to steal a picture of Rainbow’s bad grade. Sunset was to blame for everything bad happening in Scootaloo's life.

Meanwhile, Sweetie Belle was watching her sister put the finishing touches on her new dress, she had been making Sweetie Belle an abundance of new outfits lately. While watching Rarity sew may not be the most exciting thing, it was still nice just spend so much time with her.

“Voila!” Rarity exclaimed holding up the dress, “This will be perfect for the next school dance.” It was really pretty. It was knee length, the dress was white with pale pink lace at the hem, neckline and sleeves. A pale purple ribbon was wrapped around the waist and tied in a bow at the back. “Just need the shoes and accessories and your all ready to go. Go try it on, quickly now.” Rarity said shoving the dress into her sister’s hands.

Sweetie Belle quickly headed to the bathroom to get changed. While in there, she heard the doorbell ring. As she was still changing, she decided to let her sister deal with whoever was at the door. A minute later, Sweetie had on her dress on and walked out. Before she could step in front of a mirror, she heard Rarity call her down to the main floor.

Before she could even speak Rarity was ranting. “Look at this!” she waved papers in Sweetie Belle's face before taking them back. “How dare she!? After what she did to me, what she did to my friends, to the school. She deserved to be fired at the very least! I will destroy her, I'll sue her back! Anon-a-sunset will get what's coming to her.”

Sweetie Belle felt panic crawl up her spine, this wasn’t supposed to happen. She had to stop this somehow. Maybe by deleting the page, it would all go away. She couldn't confess, as she'd be the one in trouble. Sweetie quickly headed upstairs, leaving Rarity to her angry muttering. She shut her door and logged on to Anon-a-miss before quickly deactivated the page. She would delete it later after she told the other two. Things would be all right now or at least she hoped.

As that was going on, Apple Bloom and her sister were getting ready to head out of the house. “Go ‘n get Winona's leash, then we can take her to the dog park.” Applejack instructed her sister.

Apple Bloom went looking for the leash when the doorbell rang. Before she could answer, Granny Smith came up from the basement holding what looked like parts of a car.

“Bloom, do ya know why Applejack has spark plugs?” Granny asked

“No Granny, ah don’t know,” Apple Bloom said, it wasn't like her sister to hide something like that.

Applejack walked into the room distracted by the papers in her hands. Applejack then noticed her grandma and sister and said, “Oh, sorry Granny. Ah didn't see ya there.” She then tried to hide the papers behind her back.

“Whatcha hidin’ Applejack, does it have anything ta do wit this?” Granny said holding up one of the spark plugs.

Applejack's eyes widened with panic, “N-no! I ain’t gotta clue where that’s from!” Even Apple Bloom could tell her sister was lying.

Granny gave Applejack a look that had Apple Bloom quivering in her boots, and it wasn't even directed at her. She could see AJ squirming under Granny's direct gaze.

“All right, all right!” Applejack cried as she cracked under the pressure. “I stole the spark plugs to Sunset’s motorcycle!”

“And?” Granny coaxed with a raised eyebrow.

Whimpering again, Applejack continued “And I dumped rotten apple juice on her seat!”

“And?” Granny said tapping her foot while intensifying her gaze.

“She's puttin’ a restraining order on me and suing me. I cornered her with Rarity and Rainbow Dash in the hallway. I would’ve hit her if we weren't at school!” Applejack finished telling Granny everything before handing over the papers.

“Bloom, go an get me a switch from the field” Granny said still glaring at Applejack

Apple bloom took off running while fighting the vomit in her throat. This was all her fault, she started this and it was up to her to finish this. She had to confess, but she couldn't turn on her friends like she did her sister. She only hoped that by confessing and apologising, maybe that would be enough to prevent this all from happening.

Author's Note

A big thanks to speculore. Hope you enjoy