Interdemensional Magic and Loyalty, plus Sarcasm

Sunday went by much like Saturday. Trey Twilight and Dash went food shopping before wasting the day on video games, but Halo was finished and Twilight book read count was twenty plus.

Monday, as mondays usually do, started groggy. The three stumbled out of bed at the earlier hour, following the same order as the last few days; Twilight waking up first, and Trey and Rainbow to follow shortly afterwards. Twilight made coffee in her extra time, which Trey and Rainbow would be thank her for extensively.

Rainbow yawned. They were only a few blocks from the school building, but Rainbow was still sleepwalking. Not that Trey was much better.

“You...” His sentence was interrupted by his own yawn. “You’re going to end up in the middle of the street if you can’t wake up walking the streets-” Trey noticed she was doing that mid sentence, and quickly pulled her back onto the curb. “Slash that, you already have. No need to warn you...” He muttered.

Twilight giggled. “Isn’t this a case of the pot calling the kettle black?”

“No, no it is not. For as you can see, I am not a pot, nor is Dash a kettle. To be honest, I’m not even sure why you would think I was to begin with.” He yawned again, making his snarky attitude seem less snarky. “Do you think I’m fat or something?”

“No no no! I just read that idiom in one of the books you gave me and-” Even with the yawn, Twilight was ever oblivious to sarcasm. Trey waved his hand to cut her off.

“Joke Twi, relax... Too early for apologizing...”

“Oh...” She blushed a bit behind him. They were silent the rest of the way to the school gate. They probably wouldn’t have spoke till they got to A class, but there was a bit of an interrupting in their casual morning. On that started with a slap on Trey’s back.

“Sup Trey. I bet you’re just raring to go to class today, aren’t cha?” Nanami was a morning person, and made point to remind Trey every morning by shouting into his ear. Needless to say, It was irritating.

“No Nanami, for it is MO.N.DAY. The worst day of the week, along with the rest of them. I want nothing more than to go to sleep in my bed, at home, not come to this god awful school with all it’s high ass expectations and listen to some old man ramble about an event in history I read about when I was six.” He added an addendum. “If said old man is behind me as I rant like a fool, please ignore my previous statement. I’m most sorry, I love your class. It’s great for sleeping.”

“Chatty this morning huh.” Nanami whistled. “Kent’ll love that.” Trey’s eyes narrowed and he stopped walking. (Rainbow did bump into him, but he ignored it as she rubbed her nose.)

“God... Damnit. He’s back today isn’t he? From that fencing tournament.”

“Yes, yes he is.” Nanami replied with a smirk. “And I’m sure he has plenty of wonderful things to annoy you with.”

“He always does...” Trey put a hand over his face and resumed walking, mumbling incoherently.

“Nanami... whose Kent?” Twilight asked, the three girls matching his pace.

“His the only other person in A class with a personality. However... He’s a upper class guy, which does make him a nice, intelligent, strong, and dare I say handsome gentleman... But it’s because of those things Trey rubs him the wrong way.” Nanami said, clearly enjoying talking about the two.

“So they fight?” Rainbow asked.

“No, funny thing. They argue all the time, Kent always has something to nitpick on Trey. The uniform thing is a constant, for example. And he’s challenged Trey to Duels,” She made air quotes while she said duels “but Trey only pisses him off more by refusing. Granted, it wouldn’t end well for him.” Nanami mused while climbing the stairs. “He’d get crushed, Kent is a high ranking fencer. Trey wouldn’t stand a chance, the guy has no athletic skill at all.” She snickered. So did Dash.

“Yeah, you’re probably right about that one. Trey would completely fall apart in a fair fight.” She added.

“Honestly, it may be cowardly, but it’s for his own safety to refuse. And he knows Kent won’t attack him without Trey’s permission cause he’s a gentleman, so he’s set. Just has to keep being a coward.” The two were still snickering. Twilight looked appalled at their joking.

“I can hear you two damnit. I could take that rich boy anyday, It’s just not worth the time or the effort.” Trey snorted and entered the classroom.

Nanami stopped the exequine duo and whispered. “All that may be true, but the two are best friends. It’s hilarious, you’ll get it when you see them. They argue and argue and argue but they can’t fool anyone. Well, except the robots in the front.” She winked, and twirled into class.

“Twi...?” Rainbow started.

“What?” Twilight replied.

“The more we’re here, the more I’m starting to think Trey’s a little different from the typical human.”

“Funny you say that Rainbow.” Twilight smiled. “I think the opposite, he is the norm. They just have a different definition of normal.” Twilight walked calmly into the classroom, leaving Rainbow to ponder her statement. Which she didn’t, and chased in after her to make a wisecrack.

This Kent character only entered the room as the bell rang. Nanami pointed him out, it looked like he was talking to the teacher before class. He was tall, and quite well built. He wasn’t any Big Mac (the best the girls could imagine a human Big Mac anyway) but he was definitely in the realm of strong. He wore the uniform perfectly, buttoned up jacket with a tie tied tight on his neck. His blond hair was cut shorter than Trey’s dirty blond mess, but still managed to have a nice flow to it. Twilight and Rainbow could tell just how much of a gentleman he was, by watching his actions. He basically seemed storybook perfect, at least for humans.

“Bet Rare’s would love him, huh?” Dash whispered to Twilight. It caused Twilight to giggle uncontrollably, and earned her a look from the old history professor. She made herself very small the rest of that class.

The bell rang, and Nanami started counting off just loud enough so Rainbow and Twilight could hear.

“5... 4... 3... 2...” She smirked.

“Mr. Morin.” Kent walked down the aisle of desks. “I believe I had asked, as class president, to respect the school’s rules and wear the uniform by the time I returned, is that not correct?” His voice even sounded like one of nobility. (If only Blueblood could see this guy... Dash thought to herself.)

“I forgot.” He wrote off Kent, continuing to start out at the street below. Twilight nearly fell from her chair. Dash covered her mouth trying to stop snickering.

“Forgot you say? That doesn’t cut it, Mr Morin-”

“My father is Mr Morin, it’s damn unnerving to have someone my own age refer to me as mister. Seriously, what era did you get unfrozen from?”

“You’re sarcastic insults just show how little you respect proper class. I will call you Mr. Morin, Mr. Morin, because as an adult I can show respect to people who won’t return the favor. I do apologize, for I don’t mean to imply you are incapable of showing respect.” Twilight was . He apologized mid insult.

“Sir, you have offended me. I would most appreciated you leaving my presence.” Trey mocked formality in his retort.

“And I shall, I soon as I have completed my job, and mission. As class president, I must help problem students rise to their potential, for the good of the class and themselves. It is quite doable, if only you would be cooperative. It would start, with you wearing the school uniform and not looking like a vagabond who snuck into this fine establishment.” Rainbow cocked an eyebrow. He could maybe convince her to wear that thing, if she was actually enrolled here anyway.

“Please. Fine establishment? The place is the principal’s sandbox; He just wants to have a japanese style of school system adapted into American schools. Which may mean well, but it’s ridiculous the way he’s going about it, and it won’t be successful no matter how hard he tries. The only reason this school is climbing on the national rankings is because of my test scores.” He finally turned to Kent, smirk rooted on his face and eyes narrowed with victory. “I think that earns me my... intellectual freedoms, don’t you say?”

For his credit, Kent didn’t even flinch. “Your scores are quite the contribution to this fine establishment, but your condescension of the school that gives you the opportunities to test that intellect is disheartening, and not proper in any sense. With only abiding the rules laid out on the student contract you signed entering this school, you can show your gratitude for the place that hones the intellect you are so proud of. Which i know you do have, for you are better than your abrasive personality would imply.”

“Thanks, but your expectations of me are far too high. This school was just conveniently close to my apartment is all. I don’t show any particular gratitude, for all things considered this is a waste of my valuable time, my only reason for coming to begin with is it being mandated that all children must attend school till the age of 18.” Trey noticed Twilight’s giddy expression behind his rival, he bet she liked the idea of mandatory schooling, as strange as she was.

“Then even if you personally could not care for this school, which you continue to lie about even though I have said I know the truth... You must abide by these rules for the class’s order to be upheld. What does it say about a class, from such a prestigious school, where a single person doesn’t follow the code the others do? It shows weakness, and disharmony. (Twilight and Dash’s eyes narrowed at the word, but it was only out of habit.) And not only does it show it, it promotes it. One being separate creates a feeling of isolation in everyone who sees them, and it spreads. We don’t have a tightly bonded class, even after 3 years, because we aren’t unified. Please, Mr Morin, help the class. You must feel it is better for us to be united, rather than separated?” Dash nodded behind the eloquent Kent. She knew this tactic, appealing to one’s need to help others. Maybe that’ll work.

“Hell no. I don’t want to associated with those boring study bots in the front rows.” He even pointed in their direction with a thumb. “I have better things to do with my time, and one of them is not listening to you recite your last psychology class’s lecture to me about friendship and it’s magic powers that will raise our class average higher than our already record setting high.” He scoffed.

“Uh Trey, friendship is magic, remember?” Dash scoffed unconsciously. She quickly covered her mouth when she realized that wasn’t part of hiding her pony identity. However, it went ignored as Kent spun around, mildly shocked.

“Oh my! I do apologize, ladies.” He gave a small bow. “I argued in front of you in such a brash fashion, when you must be here to visit this fine school. I’m humbled in apology.” Trey was barely concealing his laughter behind Kent’s back; He has both hands over his mouth and it was still completely obvious he was roaring with laughter. Twilight and Dash however, were stunned for a moment by the gentlemanliness being aimed in their direction. Legitimate this time, not like the ponies at the gala. Rainbow spoke first.

“Actually, we’re tagging along with Trey. Guests as he put it.” Twilight nodded in agreement. She went to greet him, but he had once again wheeled around to Trey.

“Trey! Bringing two young ladies as guests? However much I commend your sharing the class of this school with them, could you at least be a better host to them?!” Twilight nearly fell out of her chair, again.

Trey only snorted this time, his trademark sarcastic smirk wide on his face. “By all means, the lady in blue there would just love to be escorted. She’d get a real kick out of it. I even saved the campus tour just for you.”

“I see! Only a few minutes remain in break, but let me show you around quickly, so we won’t be late to another wonderful class!” He took Dash’s hand. She took Trey’s cue well, and kicked him in the shins as she pulled her up. He groaned.

“Unnn... I... do apologize, it was quite brash of me to take your hand like that miss.”

Trey burst out laughing. “Oh man Dash, that was perfect! Nice play there, I knew he would slip up after getting that worked up!”

“Are you alright Kent?” Twilight stood up to take a look at his leg,.

“Ah... Yes, miss.” He recovered, regaining his noble posture. “Please, I don’t wish to worry you. I can take a hit surely deserved, even if I was tricked into it.” Surprisingly, there was no malice in his last sentence, a true show of gentlemanliness. “And I apologize, for not introducing myself. I am Kent Reed the Third, and I am honored to make your acquaintance.”

Twilight smiled. “You can call me Twilight, everyone does. It is an honor to meet you as well, and I sincerely hope we can get along.” She curtsied. Trey didn’t think ponies knew what that was, did she read it in one of the books she read this weekend? (He then wondered why in all hell his parents thought he would need a book that involved curtseying, but was forced to put it on the backburner.)

“And I’m called Rainbow by everyone I know. The hair streak, if you were going to guess.” Rainbow winked. “Sorry bout kicking you, but it was set up so well it would be a crime to waste it.”

“No, no apology is necessary. I was too brash, and shall reflect upon it. I hope it will not impact any future relations we may have.” He bowed again.

“Um... okay, whatever that means. Trey’s friends are all good in my book, so uh... let’s get along, was it?” She looked to Twilight as she finished, getting a nod she got the phrase correct.

“We’re not friends.”

“We are not friends.” Trey and Kent both denied it simultaneously. Nanami started giggling, Dash was short to follow, though she was covered by the bell ringing and Kent quickly returning to his seat in the front. As the teacher began, Nanami passed Rainbow a note, reading.

“See? What did I tell you? Best. Friends.”

The apparently eternal conflict conflict between the two started up again when the period ended. Instead of listening to it, the girls held their own conversation.

“So, you get what I meant right?” Nanami asked.

“Absolutely.” Dash nodded.

“Sort of...” Twilight responded absentmindedly. “Don’t they run out of things to argue about?”

“Never. But sometimes they don’t immediately start, and have normal conversation leading up to it. That’s when you really see the being friendly.” Nanami mused.

Dash scoffed. “Bet that happens once in a blue moon.”

Nanami shrugged in return. “It’s not like I actually time this stuff. After a year of this, you just notice.”

“Just a year?” Twilight asked quizzically.

“Yeah. I was here with the wiseass over there since freshman year, but Kent transferred in this year. Come to think of it, I never did get the reason...” Nanami looked interested. “He’s pretty straight forward, I wonder why he hasn’t said something yet...” Really interested.

“Ah, well I’m sure he has his reasons...” Twilight offered. It seemed to placate Nanami’s curiosity before she went snooping, and that earned Twilight a sigh of relief. They stopped talking about the two arguing boys and began casual chatter, more Nanami talking than the two former ponies. She mentioned a few tv shows she watched, describing them when they didn’t recognize the titles. The break ended quickly like that, and they once again turned to listen to a teacher for 40 straight minutes. Dash couldn’t help groaning at the prospect.

Lunch couldn’t have come faster in Rainbow Dash’s opinion. She never knew this “dangerous mission for Equestria” involved school again. She still would have gone, the whole loyalty thing and all. But there would have been much more complaining. She might have even rivaled Rarity.

Rainbow, Nanami, Twilight and Trey all found a table in the cafeteria, something that prompted a “lucky~” from Nanami. Rainbow dug in the minute they sat down, but Nanami became preoccupied.

“Oi, Kent! There’s room here for ya.” She waved him over. He came over and sat, starting his own lunch with just a nod of thanks. Rainbow suddenly felt self conscious, popping french fries in her mouth with the surprisingly useful hands she now had while Kent was eating the same slowly, with a fork no less. Her stomach helped shrug that off, reminding her of just how hungry she was.

After a few minutes of eating, Trey broke the silence. “So what the hell did you do over in Europe? Fencing Tournament or something?”

Kent replied after finishing a mouthful of food. “Just that. It was a big one, so I was gone most of last week, as you know.”

“What did you place?”

“4th.”

“Not bad noble boy.”

“I’ll take the compliment and ignore the snark.” Nanami stifled a giggle and pulled Twilight and Rainbow closer to whisper in their ear.

“Aren’t they hilarious when they just be friendly?” She was beaming with amusement. Twilight had no clue why she was so amused, and Dash had just about as much luck as Twilight. So they both nodded, and returned to their food. It was quiet for another few minutes.

“Twilight. It’s an interesting nickname, Twilight. How did you happen upon that?” Kent asked.

“Oh, um...” Twilight was unsurprisingly a bit shy. Trey caught a glance in his direction. He only smirked to convey ‘You’re on your own’. “I um, always stay up till really late at night reading. And on a camp trip when I was younger, I uh...” She flicked a glare in his direction again, trying to get Trey to cover for her. He only continued to smirk in response. “Yeah, I stayed up late reading on the trip too... and the other kids said I should be the Twilight reader... but, um only Twilight stuck.” She grinned sheepishly, watching intently for the signs of disbelief to float onto his face.

“Oh is that it? What an interesting story!” He smiled and laughed. Trey dropped his head on the table. “What’s with you Mr Morin?”

“Oh, nothing...” Trey said quietly, contrary to his thoughts ‘How could someone be so thick...?’.

“If you say so... What kind of camp did you go to Twilight?” Kent returned his attention to Twilight.

“Um... book... camp.” It was Rainbow whose head hit the table now. 'That's it, we're busted. Hello government agents, take us away.' She deadpanned in her mind.

"Wow. Books are your thing huh?" Following the trend, Nanami's head hit the poor table. "What's with all of you? If you're tired, you should go to bed earlier." There was a collective groan.

"Um, anyway." Twilight attempted to refocus the conversation. "I've never really read about fencing, what is it?"

"Wonderful question Twilight, though its surprising you haven't heard of the sport. It evolved from old sword styles involving the rapier..." He continued to ramble, while the rest of the table finally sat up to finish lunch. Trey and Nanami didn't listen to the speel, but only because its not the first time he's given it. Rainbow listened in while finishing her fries, and Twilight was enraptured by his fantastic description of the sport.

His speech, as usual, was a good 10 minutes long.

"And that's fencing, simply." Kent finished.

"Real simple." Trey snarked.

“It has quite a history, doesn’t it.” Twilight smiled.

“I see someone has some taste here.” Kent shot a glance at Trey while saying that, then he turned his curiosity on Rainbow. “So where does your nickname come from? I’m going to guess that your hair didn’t always have that rainbow streak.”

She tisked. Trey took that as ‘damnit, he just shot down my reason.’ He wasn’t far from the truth. However, she didn’t need help coming up with a cover.

“I’m going to fly higher than a Rainbow someday. So people called me that.” She shrugged, like she didn’t care for why.

“You aspire to be a pilot then?”

“Um, yeah. Something like that.” She smirked a bit. “Don’t worry, I’ll be on the front page for the speed records I’ll be setting. You won’t miss it.”

“I see. I look forward to it.” He grinned.

“I’m going to be a pro lacrosse player Kent.” Nanami said with a dose of obviously false enthusiasm.

“Do you know what you plan to fly yet Rainbow?” He ignored Nanami, and got a plastic fork thrown at the side of his head. He caught it in his palm, dropping it with a grin to Nanami. She grinned back, and Trey smashed his head on the table for the uptienth time.

“Do you have a problem with a nice lunchtime conversation, Mr Morin?” Kent said, sounding much like a slightly annoyed father.

“Oh yes Class Prez. It’s too nice. Please, my diabetes is acting up. Make it stop.” Trey deadpanned in monotone.

“Why must you be so negative Trey, you brought your friends here, why shouldn’t they enjoy themselves?” Kent retorted, and they broke into another squabble of sarcasm and manner. It didn’t last long, considering they had talked away the lunch period. But it was long enough for Twilight to sigh, lamenting Trey’s subpar social skills.

The final bell rung and Dash jumped from her seat.

“So... very boring... Why didn’t you tell me you don’t have gym everyday?! I was looking forward to smoking you again!”

“That would have been a lot of fun, I must admit.” Nanami nodded, still seated. The two stared at Trey, unmoving on his desk. The clock ticked and the rest of the class shuffled out in their robotic fashion. Twilight scribbled frantically to get what was discussed in class on paper before even she forgot.

After two minutes. “Uh... Nanami, is he dead?” Rainbow asked.

“No. I mean, probably not. Kent left for club already, and the robot’s couldn’t hold a weapon without falling over.”

“Third party?” Twilight contributed from her desk.

“Not sure. He could have been taken out from the hallway if the door was open.”

“It was, there was a draft.” Rainbow confirmed.

“Then you have a murder case.” Twilight confirmed over her pen movements. They continued standing there until Twilight finished copying. She joined them.

“Girls... all jokes aside... is he actually dead?” Rainbow asked. “He still isn’t moving.”

“Oh, I know how to find out.” Nanami pulled a large stick with a basket on the end out from the other side of her desk.

“Thank you Doctor Nanami.” Rainbow took the lacrosse stick and bashed Trey’s head with it.

“The hell just happened oh my da...mn...” He started by frantically looking around but when he saw his assailants his voice stopped. “You all suck. If I have a concussion, you’re dead Dash.”

“Just a harmless prank~” She sweetly said.

“Harmless my ass, I can feel the lump daredevil.”

“Take a few more bumps to the head, maybe it’ll fix that snarky attitude.” She kept up the sweet act.

“Next you’ll tell me it’s character building.” He muttered.

Rainbow added sarcasm to the sweetness. “Wooooow! How’d you know I’d say that?”

“I’m psychic, didn’t I tell you?” He deadpanned and got up. “Well. Nanami, don’t you have to go beat girls with that stick now?” He listened to Twilight gasp in surprise. It was thoroughly amusing.

“Trey, that’s not what lacrosse is...” She winked to Twilight, reassuring her Trey was lying again. “It’s only part of it. Trying to get rid of me?”

“Na, figured I’d do my part as a guide, show these two the clubs. We’ll swing by.” He started walking.

“And I’ll even beat a girl with a stick. You were volunteering, right?” She smacked him on the back, running out the door.

“Now, was he serious then, or was he screwing with poor Nanami?” Dash came up behind him.

“Serious. I can’t say I was doing my job just giving you video games and books.”

“But books are wonderful sources of information!” Twilight caught up with them.

“They can be, but they also can be outdated in a matter of minutes. You’re better off seeing things with your eyes, in this case.”

“If you say so. Books haven’t failed me before though. Those textbooks have so much in them! I wish I could take one back with me.”

“I can ask, you know.”

“Or you could just take it... I bet they won’t miss it.” Dash suggested.

“Rainbow, what happened the last time you tried to take a book?” Twilight glared.

“Yeah, that only happened cause I couldn’t fly. Don’t think It’d happen again.” Dash retorted.

“You can fly now?” Trey deadpanned.

“Oh shut it.” Dash huffed.

“I’d love to properly read through a textbook, it be wonderful if I could borrow one Trey.” Twilight returned to the prior topic.

“I’ll ask the teacher tomorrow. Since we have classroom sets for everything, and A class doesn’t get busy work we’d need the book at home for...” He stopped at a door on the first floor. “Now, this floor also doubles as the club floor after school. To your right, you have cooking club, sewing club, and astronomy club. To the left, the school newspaper has it’s own room due to the supplies they use, math league, SADD-”

“Why would someone make a club called sad?” Dash asked.

“Students Against Destructive Decisions. They teach kids not to do various bad things. After that is-”

“Like what...?” Twilight interrupted.

“Drinking and smoking. No I will not explain further, go bug them. After them is the Student Council room. Now, questions.” Neither of them said anything, and Trey facepalmed. “Well, might as well go check one or two out. Clubs love possible new members. Take your pick.”

They decided to look at the newspaper room first. They were taken on a short tour of the room, shown how the articles are written and put, and even given a copy of last week’s issue. After escaping the pushy chief editor, Twilight took them to the Math League door. Trey groaned, but followed with Dash.

The Math League had tried to recruit Trey before, and were ecstatic to see him walk in. He quickly shot them down, and directed their attention to Twilight saying that she puts him to shame. They were skeptical, to say the least. They asked to have a little competition with Twilight, betting Trey joining the club if she couldn't solve problems faster than them. Trey smirked. Then accepted.

It was a simple affair, a complex math problem was written on the board, and show to Twilight and the club president at the same time. Whoever came up with an answer first said it, and of it was right they earned a point. Trey and Dash watched, both thoroughly amused as Twilight solved the high level problems in only a moment,with scrap paper no less. The poor Math League president just fell apart, and it ended Twilight 3, Math League zip.

Needless to say, they tried to recruit her. They offered her presidency they were so impressed. But Trey shuffled Twilight out before she could consider it, reminding her it wouldn't be a good idea to take over a club in another dimension. Trey closed the door behind them and slumped against it.

"Damn it Twilight. You're too damn smart." He sighed.

She twirled a piece of her hair as she responded. "I'm... sorry?"

Trey winked. "Don't be. It's just amazing is all."

Rainbow patted Trey's shoulder. "You get used to it. That wasn't even her true egghead mode."

"I have an egghead mode?"

"Remember when you messed with time?"

"Unfortunately."

"Did you see the stuff you had on those chalkboards? Major egghead mode." Twilight pondered. Trey sighed,

"Well I wasn't there, so this example is moot. So how bout we head out to find the sports clubs?" While Trey phrased it as a question, he had already started walking back down the hall. The two followed him without a word.

Trey lead them to a smaller, single story building next to the soccer fields. Various teams were practicing on the fields, but Trey paid them no mind. He showed them into the smaller building. It was a large wooden floored room. A sign on the opposite wall read Fencing & Kendo club room, and various pairs of white clad masked people were doing what Twilight and Dash could only assume was the fencing Kent had described at lunch. Next to nothing else was in the room, only a wheeled cart with various holes in it's top.

Most of the pairs had stopped their matches, and every one of them turned to watch the last one. A well muscled male figure fought a fast paced smaller figure, most likely female. It was mesmerizing watching the ball topped weapons dance between the figures. The fight continued for minutes, neither combatant waving in the slightest, gaining and losing ground in a rhythm that matched their weapon strikes.

"Kent's showing off, huh..." Trey said quietly, amused.

"That's... Kent...?" Dash mouthed. As if noticing, the larger figure sped up, sliding past the smaller and thrusting straight into its chest. It didn't seem to hurt, but signalled the end of their match as they both took of the helmets off, laughing and high fiving. The other members were actually clapping for them, something they both waved for them to stop. Kent was the larger figure, and the smaller was a girl with short blond hair. Kent noticed the three guests in the room and excused himself from his club, walking over to them. Behind him the blond girl spoke to the whole group, probably a leader of some kind.

"Why, I didn't expect to see you three here. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Just showing our guests the various clubs. Your show with the Captain was more than enough though."

"It was quite impressive Kent. I couldn't even follow the tip of the foil." Twilight smiled.

"Though I'm sure the Captain was annoyed you weren't fighting your best." Trey snarked.

Kent looked back at the club Captain. "On the contrary, she was taking it easy on me."

Trey glared. "Bull, Mr International Tournament runner up."

"No, honestly. Talent is far different from experience. She's fought hundreds more opponents than I have, and if she were to draw on that experience she could outclass me with ease." He winked. "One should also never show off, especially not a gentleman. We agreed to extend our bout a bit to show some advanced moves to the younger members. She's explaining that now, as you can see."

The four watched as the Captain slowed down the moves she was making in the match, coaching the rest of the class through it. Twilight saw a smile of admiration on Kent’s face. It reminded her of the way she looked at the Princess, and the thought had her smiling too..

“Well, feel free to observe as much as you wish. I have to resume my duties as Vice Captain.” And Kent jogged back to the group.

Trey slouched against the wall. “Well. There’s one more place we had to hit, but clubs have another hour left. You two bemused?” Twilight nodded.

“Yeah, this is a lot cooler than he made it sound.” Dash said with a nod.

The three waited on the sides for the small lecture to finish and the fencing team broke up into pairs. The Captain and Kent wandered between them, pointing out mistakes in their team’s movements, occasionally re showing a technique. It was obvious (enough even Trey had to admit it) Kent was not only an excellent fencer but a born leader as well, well liked by his peers and regality of his personality letting him set the bar for others without being discouraging to their efforts. He paid his visiting friends no mind as well, solely focused on teaching his peers the best technique they can have. After a half hour of observing, Trey tapped the girls on the shoulder, motioning for the door. They left quietly, unnoticed as to not disturb the hard working club members.

As soon as the door closed, Rainbow sighed and grinned. “Okay, that was a whole hay of a lot cooler than he made it sound! It’s not some nobleman sport, it’s a fight, skill versus skill, blade versus blade-” Twilight giggled, and Trey chuckled.

“Yeah, he does suck at describing things... Didn’t think you would be quite that fired up though.” Trey said.

“An athlete can respect another’s skills, not that you would know. How many times did I smoke you friday?” Dash retorted, sticking her tongue out.

Trey gave an over exaggerated bow, and started away from the fencing building. He angled away from the building though, he was headed towards the fields. There were two fields, one after another.

Passing the first, Dash commented. “Oh, baseball.”

“No funny equine term for it then?” Trey asked from ahead of the two.

“No, it appears there are more than a few links between these worlds...” Twilight faded off into mumbling about theoretical things.
Trey pointed out the other field. “SInce you know baseball, no point to stop. The field you want to see is the far one.” As they approached, Dash started to make out the players. All of them were girls, and had sticks with baskets on one end in hand. They were flinging something between them using the baskets, and the field has goals set up like the soccer game friday. They reached the border of the field when Dash saw Nanami running on one of the teams, tossing the ball to her teammates.
“Nanami isn’t going to share the history of the sport with you, but she may try and recruit you.” Trey smirked.
“Hey, if I can stretch my wi...” Dash paused for a moment, wincing in the corner of Trey’s eye. “If I can stretch my legs, I’ll be fine. I could use some exercise after all that video gaming.”
“Don’t tell me you think you’re fat or somethin, that’s way too cliche.” Trey deadpanned.
“I think one person I know has a fat ego, but aside from that no cliches here~.” Dash teased. Their banter would have continued if Nanami hadn’t noticed them and came running over.
“You made it!” She grinned, addressed Dash and Twilight. “Did you two find your way here fine?”
“Oi.” Trey barked.
“Well, let’s not worry about it. You wanna watch, or maybe play a bit... Lucky I brought a spare stick and...” Nanami tried pulling Dash towards the pile of sports supplies.
“Wasn’t that just caused you’d break yours over someone’s head today, again?” Trey tapped Nanami’s shoulder.
“OhhelloTrey.” She spoke in monotone. Then she spun around, placing her hands on her hips and glaring at him. “Didn’t I chase you outta here the other day when I did that?”
“Yeah, when I brought you your cell phone outta the goodness of my heart.” He deadpanned.
“pfft.” Twilight failed to stifle a giggle. Nanami and Rainbow took it as a sign to giggle themselves, while Trey just smirked.
Someone still on the field called over. “Hey Nanami, stop messing around! We got a game coming up!”
“I’mma coming!” She called back. “Dash, you actually want to try, or just watch? The rules aren’t too complicated.”
Dash actually thought about it. “I’m going to watch. But I’ll definitely give it a whirl when i know the rules, k?”
Nanami grinned. Must have been close enough to what she wanted, because she did a cartwheel on the way back to the team. The resumed play, Rainbow Dash watching intently. Trey couldn’t help but note that she is a true athlete. She can focus on the movements of others, move the same way herself, has an undying competitive spirit, doesn’t give up, and has the power to back all that up. She, beyond a doubt could become a pro athlete here without any difficulty. But she did mention the... Wonderbolts, back on her world... she’s probably going for joining them. Stunt flyers, I believe...
“Trey?” Twilight woke Trey from his monologuing.
“Oh. What?”
Apparently Dash was the one who had the question. “What’s the limit on hitting people with the stick? I can’t make it out if it’s just stick to stick on you can hit the body.”
“Good eye. If I remember right, women’s lacrosse only allows stick to stick, but body checking, that’s what the hitting is called, is often... ignored.”
“Okay.” And Dash was back to following their every move. Twilight was less interested than she was in the fencing, but she too watched Nanami blaze past her opponents. It was over in a blink of an eye though, and with all the clubs and teams ending for the day, Trey, Twilight, and Dash left for the apartment.

Pizza was ordered for dinner. It was different for the equines, but Trey wasn’t cruel enough to order pepperoni. It went over well, and everyone settled in for some evening activities. Rainbow Dash was flipping through some other game cases, Twilight was, surprise surprise, reading, and Trey, being the only one who actually has to do homework, worked on that.
When he finishes, Trey tapped Rainbow on the shoulder and motioned for her to follow him. She paused Gears of War (she seems to like FPS) and did so. Twilight didn’t notice as the slinked off to Trey’s room.
When he motioned for her to go in, she raised an eyebrow. “Wait. You don’t mind?” She whispered.
“Why the hell would I mind? I invited you into my house, and I barely knew you.” His deadpanned was less effective when whispered.
“Huh. We thought you closed the door all the time to keep us out.” She mused as she walked in.
“No, I just like my privacy when I’m sleeping.” He muttered, and slowly closed the door to not make noise. Once he did, he returned to normal speaking voice. “So. You know Twilight far better than I do. I need your opinion on something.”
Dash smirked and went to speak, but was cut off like clockwork. “No, that’s not it. And no, don’t think looking sad will help. Or pouting.” Little did Dash know that both of those would have an effect, and Trey wasn’t snubbing her, but keeping himself out of eye contact.
“Fine. What’s up?” She relented.
Trey sat down at his desk and woke up his computer. “This is a computer. Its a powerful tool, that can be a game system, a type writer, and a library all at once. It’s potentials are limitless. Digital mail, instant communications... It’s a wonderful tool.”
“Yeah? It sounds like Twilight would love it.” Dash on the other hand, seemed completely uninterested.
“Yeah, but remember how I said library?” He opened Google Chrome {shameless plug} and started typing in the search bar. “This is the internet. You can get files from it, you can get information from it, and it’s limitless. For example, these are the rules to mens, womens, box, and field lacrosse.”
Dash leaned in to see the screen. “Heeh. That’s neat. And everything is on this internet?”
“Pretty much. And you can access it from other things, like the xbox outside or even my cell phone. But the thing is...” He fiddled with a lock of hair while he found the right phrase. Then he decided to be blunt. “Twilight will get obsessed with it, and never put it down. You thinking the same?”
Dash thought about it for a moment. “Yep. It’s a possibility. Can’t fault her for loving knowledge, but she can get a bit obsessive. Probably not a good idea to show this to her till she’s read up on the world more. Once she stops asking questions and starts being able to answer them. Shouldn’t be long, knowing her.” Rainbow shrugged. She righted herself, looking around Trey’s bedroom.
It was very simple, a closet was on the wall to the right of the door, along with a dresser. His desk was in the upper left corner, on the back wall, and his bed directly opposite it. A pair of bookshelves were in between the dresser and desk, and they had a lot of things on them, books included. Plastic human ninjas, bouncing balls, alarm clock... His desk was very clean, part of it completely cleared off for writing on while his computer was on the other part. There was fan spinning on the ceiling, and that was the entirety of his room.
While Rainbow was surveying, Trey had stood up and gotten behind her. He tapped her on the shoulder when she looked up. “Interested in something?”
She shrugged, also not surprised. “Na. That all you got for me?”
“Pretty much.”
“Co-op?”
“Co-op.”

And so the night ended, with Co-op Gears of War and books. Rainbow promised to keep quiet about the internet until Trey figured out a way to introduce Twilight to it gradually, and Twilight was none the wiser.
“Really.” Trey thought. “That book trance will get her in trouble sometime.”

Omake

A/N: I moved into college half way through this so... It may be a bit disconnectee. But I think I think I’m settling into this more. Besides, with the NATG done I have nothing to work on. =P
Speaking of NATG, I hate my omake this time, i haven't drawn humans in like a month. =P Next time won't suck, I swear.