Cheerilee, can I talk to you about something?

by LegendaryHumanLeatherHat

Rating: teen
Tags: Non-consensual, Rumble, Cheerilee, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Sad
Length: 1089

After Rumble experiences something "less than pleasant" at the hooves of his brother, he seeks out emotional support from one the few ponies that he feels can understand him.

Rumble has always been an introvert. He spends most of his time at home, living with his older brother, doing whatever he feels interested in, be it comic books or video games. He and Thunderlane aren't the closest of siblings, and he was okay with that because he would rather just be alone. But then a day came where his trust of his brother would be permanently shattered. He will have to decide whether to tell somepony and risk Thunderlane's wrath, or keep quite and continue to live with him. After class the next day, he has a private talk with his teacher, hoping subtly will prove itself.

Published 2018-06-19 15:00:06 UTC
Last updated 2018-06-19 15:00:06 UTC

This is important...

Today was just like any other day running the class. There were three long periods of general education with two recesses and a lunch break. It's the universal system of all elementary schools in Equestria. It was Friday, the final day before all the foals run off home or wherever they want to goof around and cause trouble with minimal restrictions from authority. Cheerilee collected her papers and tapped them on her desk to even them out and set them down in front of her.

"Alright, class. School's out this week. Have a good weekend!" Cheerilee said just barely in time to not be masked by the sound of excited cheering from the class as most of them busted out the door, leaving behind a trail of eraser dust and pencil shavings. The only ones who remained in their seats were Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo and Rumble. The first three immediately huddled together to discuss what crazy antics they would get up to today, but Rumble just sat there with an almost vacant expression in his eyes, like he was lost in deep though. Cheerilee noticed this earlier, but didn't say anything on the basis that class was still in session and she had a lot of homework to issue. After the three fillies left, Rumble got up and walked towards the front of the class, where his teacher was just about getting ready to leave herself.

"Cheerilee?" Rumble asked in a quiet voice. He was always one of the more mature sounding students in the class, but to Cheerilee, it sounded like his old prepubescent voice from when he was first admitted here.

"Yes, Rumble?" Cheerilee asked with limited concern in her voice. Rumble winced at this, not because he was worried that she didn't care about him, but because if she was this relaxed, than maybe it wouldn't be the best time. "N-Nevermind." he mumbled as he started to leave, but she called him back.

"Is something bothering you, Rumble?" She asked. He looked down, almost crestfallen.

"Yes." he croaked out. Cheerilee could tell he was almost on the verge of crying, and that it was caused by something he was remembering.

Cheerilee came up and put her foreleg around him. "Tell me what's wrong."

Rumble shivered slightly. "I don't know if I should. He might get mad at me."

Cheerilee was confused. "Who? For what reason?" Rumble cringed. He already let on more information than he should have. He couldn't think of anything to say, so he just hugged her instead. Tears started to dribble down his face. Cheerilee was shocked. She had never seen Rumble cry before. She was now growing rather concerned. "Rumble, what happened?"

After about 30 seconds of sobbing, he wiped his eyes clean and just said one word. "Thunderlane."

Cheerilee was starting to get frustrated at how slow progress she was making in getting him to tell her what was wrong. "Your brother? What did he do?" She narrowed her eyes at him. "Did he hit you?" She couldn't see any sign that he was physically injured just by looking at his face.

"No..." Rumble started. Cheerilee relaxed a bit after hearing that. "But he did... touch me... in ways that I really didn't like." Her concern came flooding back, only this time, it doubled in intensity.

"Rumble? What do you mean he touched you?" Rumble cringed hard at Cheerilee's forwardness. She realized that if she was going to efficiently communicate with him, she needs to calm down.

"I mean, I... I was is my bed reading comic books like I usually do during the weekdays..." he gulped. "Only this time, Thunderlane was there with me. I didn't really mind, because I thought it was good company, and he had his foreleg around me, but that wasn't it." Cheerilee listened intently. "He started touching me in really... uncomfortable places. I don't know why he did, but I really didn't like it. and he kissed the back of my neck a lot... Mom used to kiss me to tell me that she loved me, but this was different... I don't know what it was, but it wasn't love... I felt wrong."

She was getting very impatient, but she didn't want to take it out on him. "Where did he touch you? What places?" Cheerilee asked, hiding her anger at what she suspected he was about to say.

Rumble lowered his head, a blush now donned his face. "My belly... My neck..." he curled up a little bit. "My... penis." All the anger that Cheerilee was feeling all came together. She had confirmation. She now had an excuse to be angry. Someone defiled one of her students. Someone that he was supposed to trust and look up to, his own brother. She felt bile start to come up her throat and she quickly swallowed it as to not make a mess. After coughing for a few seconds to get the burning sensation out of her neck, she heard Rumble start to cry again.

"Please don't tell anyone! He'll do something worse next time if you do." He hugged her leg. He was a mess. His tears drenched her fur. Cheerilee hugged him closer, and whispered something in his ear.

"Rumble, if you think I'm going to let that freak excuse of a caretaker get away with what he did to you, you're dead wrong. I'm going to file a report, but to make that easier, I'm going to have to ask. Did he inflict any bodily harm to you? Something visible that I can use as evidence?" Rumbled winced and dug his teeth together as he nodded. He rolled over to reveal his privates. His testicles were swollen and bruised as if someone squeezed them hard. This time, Cheerilee did vomit. She grabbed her coffee mug and sputtered into it. Spitting out a semi significant part of her lunch. "That creep! I'm going to show him what happens to those who..." She stopped as she was about to march out the door. "No, I have to do this by the book." She sighed and turned her head to Rumble. "Rumble, promise me you'll stay here and not move, OK? I'll be back in 10 minutes."

Rumble looked at her and nodded. "Okay, Miss Cheeriee. I promise." He watched as she exited the only door to the room. Now that he was alone, he instinctively felt scared again, and hid under her desk, counting the seconds until she returns.