Dancing with Dust

by WittyNameTFM

Rating: teen
Tags: Romance, Equestria Girls, Moondancer, Suicide / Self Harm, Profanity, Lightning Dust, Violence, Slice of Life, Sad, Other
Length: 15431

Moondancer gets outed, a new group of friends, led by Lightning Dust, show her it's okay.

Moondancer has...had a secret, but when it's revealed for the school to know...she's met with more support than ever. The quiet nerd gains a group of die hard friends and...with no prior knowledge of friendship, she begins trying to take turns to learn more about them...from the DJ's music, to the overenthusiastic 'Cryptozoologist' as she likes to call herself, the confectioner, the reserved socialite and even the cheerful delivery girl. Though none seem to hold her interest as much as the girl who stood up for her first. The rough and tumble jock.

Join her on her journey from being an outcast to having so many friends she isn't sure how she'll manage...and maybe, just maybe...she'll let Light know just how much she appreciated her stepping in when that bully decided to pick on her.

*Note* Dancing may or may not happen.
Profanity and Violence aren't the focus...but there are instances where fists are thrown and some heavy topics are discussed. The suicide warning is for a big reveal, but no worries, none of the cast are the victims.

Published 2019-06-22 19:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-07-19 04:12:09 UTC

Chapter 2. Returns, candy and music!

Moondancer was waved over by Derpy and Lyra. She awkwardly shuffled to the table, she took her seat across from Vinyl who waved to get her attention. She cupped both hands in front of herself and turned her right outward toward Moondancer before pointing to her.

The nerdy girl adjusted her glasses. “Mm…” She frowned. “I haven't had the time to read up on sign language. I'm sorry, Vinyl.”

Vinyl shrugged with a smirk. Octavia smiling. “She asked how you were.” She said simply.

“O-Oh, I'm okay, I guess.” She poked at her food.

“You look like someone told you bad news.” Lyra piped up.

“Nothing like that...I'm just...concerned.” She looked around.

“About yesterday? She'll stay away if she knows what's good for her. Bonnie can kick serious butt...plus you got Lightning. And she's friends with Rainbow who has a tie to ALL the sports clubs...much less her group of friends which have connections to EVERYONE! You've always got someone watching your back from here on.” She nudged her.

“I...don't understand why you all brought me in so quickly…”

“We understand your plight, love.” Octavia spoke this time. “Truth or not, the girls at this table have been accused of many things involving the same sex, while some of us are now open about it…others find it difficult to decry it.” She explained looking around.

“People thought that me and Carrot Top were dating…” Derpy explained taking a bite of her sandwich. “While I was dating Bulk…” She pouted as she chewed. “Being called gay didn't hurt as much as people thinking I'd ever cheat…”

“What ever happened with him?” Lyra asked.

“We decided to break it off...when we made it to kissing, it just felt awkward…” She chuckled. “We both admitted that it'd be weird.”

“Any luck with anyone else?”

She shrugged. “Nah. Not at the moment. Huh. Maybe I should go see what Carrot is up to.” She giggled.

“Atta girl.” Lyra smirked.

“Where is Lightning?” Bonbon asked.

“She told me to come have lunch and I haven't seen her since.” Moondancer shrugged.

“Weird. Oh hey! Wanna hang out this afternoon?” Lyra asked excitedly.

“Um...I don't have any plans…”

“Awesome!”

“Not even going to ask if I was okay with it…” Bonbon sighed with a smile.

“You can make candy with Bonnie! She's the best at it.”

The girl blushed slightly. “D-Don't think you can flatter your way out of this.” She crossed her arms.

“Better than Sugarcube Corner.” Lyra nodded.

“Stop…” BonBon shrank more as Lyra praised her.

“I'd be interested in learning how to make candy.” Moondancer admitted.

“Sweet!”

“I don't mind.” BonBon said with a smile.

***

The cafeteria doors flew open and the entire room turned to face it. In walked three familiar girls, each in hoodies and jeans, their faces were paler...their hair seemed less vibrant, the orange curls of their leader even seemed lifeless. The subordinates dragged themselves behind her. The blue haired one looking ready to cry, but the twin tailed one seemed on edge, ready to defend herself...though the efficiency of her ability to was questionable at best. Collective gasps were the main sound that followed as they trudged through the room.

“The Dazzlings?!” Rainbow's voice shouted.

Moondancer turned to face the sound, seeing the trio make it to The Rainboom's table. The orange haired one raised her hands to emphatically slam them on the table, the sound coming out as a weak bang before the girls that flanked her caught her arms and helped her stand.

“Are you okay?” Sunset asked, concern taking over.

Moondancer hated to admit that she was curious...watching from her spot as the orange haired one opened her mouth, a pained squeak managing before she covered it and held her neck.

Vinyl's eyes widened behind her glasses, she pushed her chair out, moving to the other table quickly. Octavia stood as well, confused.

“Whoa, what was that?” Applejack frowned. “Ya alright?”

Vinyl quickly stepped over, waving her hands. She made a few quick motions with her hands.

“Uhh…” Twilight blinked.

“She said...they can't speak.” Octavia said, moments after arriving.

“How do you know?” Sunset asked.

Vinyl looked to Octavia. The cellist nodded.

“Vinyl is mute, when she was younger she tried to force sounds out...it caused more issues with her vocal cords. Those sounded exactly like what miss Dazzle did here. So, without hurting yourself...can you speak?” She asked, turning to Adagio.

The proud girl looked away before pointing at Sunset then to her neck.

“Adagio, you know we didn't plan that to happen.” Sunset frowned. “We had to defend the school…”

Adagio pointed at her then held her thumb to her throat and brought it across it slowly. Sunset shrank back from the motion, Rainbow stood by her.

“We're sorry, alright? You didn't give us much choice…” She defended.

Adagio's eyes sparked with anger, opening her mouth again, but Aria covered it, pulling her back.

Vinyl shrank away at the display...she was partially responsible for taking three voices.

“Please, let us refrain from violence.” Octavia spoke up, seeing her friend's discomfort. “We needn't raise a hand for this situation can be resolved peacefully.”

Adagio grumbled, turning her head away.

Vinyl tapped Octavia's arm, signing something quickly.

“Of course.” She nodded. “Girls, Vinyl wishes to help you.”

The trio looked around at one another before fixing a confused look to Vinyl.

“If your voices do not return, she wishes to show you three that you do not need one to be a talented musician.” Octavia explained. Vinyl dug out three tickets and handed them to Adagio.

“She has a show at the end of the week. Come see how she expresses herself without a voice. Music is not lost to you, you just have to find a new avenue to pursue it.”

Sonata shook her shoulder gently, Adagio groaned, the noise causing obvious discomfort. Aria rolled her eyes, taking one of the tickets. She looked to Vinyl before lifting her hand and making the motion of 'thank you’, surprising the table.

***

“Whoa, what'd I miss?” Lightning asked, taking a seat beside Moondancer. She had a bandage on her cheek...but didn’t seem to be in any pain from it.

“I dunno. The dazzlings showed back up and Vinyl went to speak with them…”

“But-”

“You know what I meant. Where have you been, and what happened?”

“Principal's office. Had to change some stuff around, don't worry, it was an accident at the gym last night. Sparring, I got knocked for a loop..” She shrugged.

“Oh...okay...I guess, but what did you need to change around?”

“Oh, I'm in a few classes with that bully. I'd get in a lot of trouble if we didn't get separated.”

“I see…”

“Hey, Dusty, Moondancer is gonna come hang at our place tonight!” Lyra said excitedly.

As she began to answer, Vinyl and Octavia took their seats.

“Welcome back.” BonBon smiled.

“Thank you dear. Glad that didn't escalate…” Octavia sighed. “Vinyl, are you sure this will work?”

She shrugged.

“Good to know you have faith in your plan…”

Vinyl pat her chest with a confident smirk.

“Oh...that confidence will get you in trouble one day…” She sighed. “But you have my support.”

Vinyl threw an arm over her shoulders with a smirk.

“Yes, yes, calm down now.” Octavia giggled.

“Cute.” Lyra said simply, resting her chin on her palm.

“Stop it.” Octavia warned.

“Okie doke.” She shrugged.

***

The rest of the day passed and Moondancer waved goodbye to Lightning as she headed to soccer practice, Lyra and BonBon joining her to lead her to their apartment.

“So you two live together?” Moondancer asked as they walked.

“Yup. My family...wasn't exactly happy with my lifestyle.” She said, looking to BonBon.

“My parents were okay with it...but Lyra couldn't afford a place alone...so I help her out. The money I make at my parent's candy shop goes into the apartment and our dates.”

“It's...unfortunate, but very sweet.” Moondancer smiled softly.

“And Bonnie's sweets are to die for. Oh! Maybe if you get good enough you can bring some for the others.” Lyra suggested.

Moondancer thought on it, cupping her chin.

“Light's favorite flavor is orange~” She leaned in, covering her mouth with one hand as if she were telling a secret.

“Is it?” Moondancer asked, thinking about what could be done with Orange.

“Lyra.” BonBon warned, hands on her hips.

The energetic girl sighed, deflating slightly.

“That...would be a good way to thank her for all the trouble she's been putting up with.” The studious girl mused, pushing up her glasses. Lyra excitedly looking to BonBon again.

“We'll get started as soon as we get home.” The candy maker smiled.

They turned another corner before Lyra pointed out the building, hurrying them along now. BonBon barely unlocked the door before Lyra was through it and off to their room.

“Welcome to our little home.” BonBon offered some semblance of courtesy.

“It's lovely, and the candy smell is wonderful.” She chuckled as she sat her bag down.

“Go wash up and get Lyra. I'll get the ingredients together. The bathroom is right across the hall from our room.”

“Thank you.” Moondancer walked down the hall, entering the bathroom, aside from a clothes basket that needed to be taken care of, the bathroom was neat and tidy. Likely due to BonBon. She washed her hands and walked to the bedroom, knocking.

“Sec, I'm changing!” Lyra called. After a few moments the door opened, Lyra wearing a shirt with sasquatch on it, text across the bottom read “Don't Stop Believing”. “Moonie, come look.” She pulled her in their room. Several fantasy creature posters adorned the walls.

“Wow. I actually have a few of these…” She noted, looking at the bookcase with different creature books...including a monster manual from a tabletop game.

“Really? That's so cool!”

Moondancer looked over her shoulder to a corkboard with red string between pins, several pictures of creatures and handwritten notes. “Is-...really?”

“What?”

“Isn't that a bit…”

Lyra followed her line of vision and quickly darted to cover that with a curtain.

“Don't worry about that!” She chuckled nervously.

“Girls?” BonBon called from the kitchen.

“OhheylookBonnie'scallingus!” She quickly pushed her out of the room.

Moondancer joined BonBon in the kitchen, the confectioner setting out different ingredients. “Wow, so professional…” She noted.

“I am a professional, you know.” She chuckled in response. “Now, take these and we'll get started.” She began, listing off instructions. Moondancer following each step.

After about twenty minutes her ears perked up at a melodic sound. She glanced over to see Lyra sitting at the table, strumming a lyre. 'Really? I get her name...but isn't that kinda...well at least it sounds good.’

“Oh, that's lovely Lyra.” BonBon said idly as she stirred.

“Thanks. I know you love a little music.”

“Why haven't you joined Octavia's string group? You'd be a hit.”

“Because I only play for the most important girl in the world.” She said, eyes still closed as she 'felt’ the music...or at least that's how she put it.

A small blush dusted BonBon's cheeks as she smiled into the bowl she stirred.

“How long have you two been together?” Moondancer asked.

“Hmm probably more than a year at this point.” Lyra answered. “Bonnie caught my eye right away. That adorable hairstyle...those curves...her legs, her eyes...how could I not be drawn to her? She was like the hottest flame and I was just a dumb moth.”

BonBon shrank more and more with each compliment, the blush darkening.

“How'd...you know you were...?”

“Gay?” Lyra opened one eye.

“Uh...yeah.”

“Never was attracted to boys...so I explored my options.” Lyra shrugged. “I never fell head over heels until I met Bonnie…”

“Much the same…” BonBon offered, clearing her throat. “And for the record, I also fell hard for Lyra...but only after she introduced herself.”

“Oh..? How'd that go?”

The music stopped and the soft smack of a palm meeting a forehead made Moondancer glance her way.

“Can we…”

“Go ahead…” Lyra said tiredly.

BonBon giggled, beginning to scoop out the candies into molds. “At the opening ceremony, she came to sit beside me, confidence exuding from her...she won my attention straight away...then she tripped and fell up the steps.” She smiled at the fond memory. “I helped her to sit with me...then to the nurse afterwards. We were friends from then on...maybe a week or so later she took the leap. I was flattered really.” She admitted. “Lyra is a very pretty girl...I didn't think I had a chance with her. Here we are.”

“Is it...out of the question to ask what happened to cause you two have a place together in high school?” She asked.

“It's...not a pleasant story, but we're in a better place now.” Lyra said. “Maybe sometime soon I'll go into it. We're having a good time, let's not bring the negatives in.”

“I understand.”

“So...is the rumor true?” Lyra asked, sitting up.

“I'm...yes.” She nodded. “It's...terrifying to admit.”

“Why? We're not out to get you...in fact we probably understand your concerns.”

“The last person I trusted enough wasn't out to get me…” She looked down.

“You think they told those jerks?”

“She had to…” She mumbled. “But...I don't want to confront her because...she'd be able to get out of it...or threaten to tell my parents…”

The girls looked to one another. Lyra giving a nod.

“Hey, you're out of whatever they could pull…” BonBon said, patting her back.

“Please. Don't tell Lightning about this. She'll get in trouble.”

“She probably will, but you shouldn't just let whoever this is get away with it.”

“I just...want to forget about her. I'm getting better. She doesn't have any say in my life anymore…”

“Well...we promise not to tell her, but if she shows back up, don't hesitate to call any of us.” BonBon finished the preparations. “Now...let's finish this up. You can give them to Lightning tomorrow.” She smiled softly.

“Yeah...thanks.” She smiled a little brighter.

***

BonBon handed Moondancer a small bag filled with the chocolates she'd helped make the night before.

“I gave them each wrappers and picked out this bag, the rest is on you.” She smirked. “Go get 'er, tiger.”

“I-It's not like that…” She mumbled, blushing.

“It doesn't have to be complicated. Just ask her.” Lyra pat her shoulder.

Moondancer got a gentle push as Lightning walked into the school. She tapped at her phone with one hand, the other in her jacket pocket. The shorter girl stumbled forward, with a glance, Lightning put her hand up to catch her. “Easy there.”

“S-Sorry.” She mumbled.

“Its cool.” She shrugged. “How'd Lyra and BonBon's go last night?”

“BonBon is incredible...I learned that Lyra is a very talented musician...and they're wonderful people that I'm happy to call friends now.”

“I'm glad for that. They're some of the best folks you can know, if you didn't get along with them I'd be a bit concerned.”

“Whatcha got there?” She asked, looking at the little bag.

“O-Oh! Its, uh...Lyra suggested I try making candies. I um...figured I could do something to thank you for looking out for me like you have been.”

“Moondancer, I’m not in this for favors y’know, but that’s really sweet of you.” She smiled softly, taking the bag. Some of the chocolates were misshapen, but others were perfect, it was obvious who was responsible for which pieces. “They look good, despite it being your first go at it.” She teased, elbowing her gently.

“Yeah, yeah...just...thanks for everything.”

“Anytime.” She pat her head, mussing her hair with a smirk...though the light red on her cheeks did not escape Moondancer’s keen eye.

When the athlete rested her arm around her shoulders as they walked, she shrank, red dusting her own. Plastic rustled as Light took one of the misshapen ones, the flavors weren’t mixed as well as BonBon’s would be...but her eyes lit up at the orange flavor mixed with the rich chocolate.

“Woah, my favorite, how’d you know?” She asked, leaning on the shorter girl with a smirk.

“Lyra.”

“Figured. She’s a busybody.” She glanced over her shoulder. “So, I hear Vinyl has a show coming up. Wanna go see it?”

“Yes! I mean...Yeah, sure. That’s cool.” She coughed, looking away to avoid the smirk on Lightning’s face.

“Awesome.”

Author's Note

Chapter 2! I hope I'm doing well in this so far. I have a few more already done...so I'm releasing them over time as I finish the next ones.

Chapter 3. Learning A Little More About Lightning

The next few days passed relatively quickly. Moondancer offered to help set up the stage for Vinyl’s show and the DJ agreed, Octavia thanked her for the help. It was a small venue, thankfully, so not all of Vinyl's rig was necessary. She knelt down, connecting some wires when she heard a hollow thud, she turned to see Octavia setting up a rather large speaker. “Did...you bring that in alone?”

Octavia tilted her head. “Well, yes. I carry my cello every day. Vinyl's speakers aren't that bad.”

“I...see.”

“Vinyl!” Another voice called out.

The DJ stepped out from behind the curtain, an eyebrow raised at the new voice.

Moondancer spotted Sunset and Twilight walking down the aisles toward the stage. “We got the prototype working like a dream.” The lavender haired girl said excitedly.

“It was tough, but not impossible.” Sunset added with a proud smirk.

“Is this what you've been so excited about, Vinyl?” Octavia asked, looking at the box Twilight handed her.

Vinyl nodded, opening it up and staring into it with excited awe.

“Do you have the projectors set up?” Sunset asked. “We can start wiring them up while we're here.”

Vinyl nodded, turning to the spots on the stage and pointing out the overhead projector.

“Hang tight and we'll give it a run through.” Sunset smiled before setting to help Twilight. “Hey Moondancer.” She added in passing.

Vinyl appeared on her other side, showing her the box excitedly. “What is it..?” She asked.

“Its a pair of gloves that will work with the projectors to add hologram soundboards in front of Vinyl's hands. Making her more mobile on stage.” Twilight explained.

“That's...really cool, how'd you come up with that?”

“Vinyl wanted to perform along with play. She's a pretty good dancer, dunno if you knew.” Sunset offered. Vinyl slipped on the gloves, testing the bends at each finger.

“Here. You're gonna have to wear a battery pack until we can get the power figured out.” Sunset said, connecting a cord to the hands and leading them back to a small battery that she attached to the DJ's belt. “The gloves alone can project the soundboards, pressing the corresponding button on the hologram will play the accompanying sound effect.” She explained. “The projectors around the stage are to show the videos Vinyl has prepared...and also make the holograms visible to the audience.”

“Fascinating…” Moondancer said. “I can't wait to see it in action.

A small board appeared under Vinyl's palm, she pressed several buttons, ultimately creating a beat. As she experimented, her head began to bob as her body moved. Each step and sway matching the tone of the beat she added. The song slowed as she stopped nodding her head before it started picking up slowly. And when it returned, she raised one arm with the synth sound, her fingers dancing over the buttons as if they were a keyboard momentarily before spinning back, tapping her foot to the beat, bobbing her head until the beat faded out.

Vinyl jumped up and down excitedly before staring at the gloves. Octavia tapped Moondancer's shoulder. "We have to test the videos. So you should go. They're a surprise."

"Oh right. Wouldn't want to spoil the concert." Moondancer stood. "I can't wait to see it, Vinyl."
The DJ gave her a thumbs up.

***

Lightning punched the sandbag again, her arms were sore...her body ached...but she kept striking left, right, left. The music in her headphones urging her to keep going. Good beats mixed with a quick witted rapper. A guilty pleasure? Nah. Lightning loved rap music. Not many knew about her taste in music...since she really only listened to it when she worked out. Vinyl probably knew. She's inconvenient like that.

She took a step back, the head trainer glancing up from his work. "Light, you've been at it for a while… wanna call it?"

"No."

"Having those issues again..?"

"Yup."

"I'll grab the kick pads. Your arms are probably tired by now." He chuckled.

"Thanks."

She wasn't being short with the man because she was mad...exactly... She always had anger problems...and venting them on inanimate objects seemed more useful to her than any other target. She looked down at her hands. They've done their fair share of damage.

***

As she lost herself in her thoughts, her gaze became distant...remembering the times she'd had no other option than to listen to that voice in the back of her head...the one that told her she was nothing but a violent thug...nothing but a mistake.

Lyra was laid out on the ground behind her, a group of girls surrounding them. In a flash she was back there.

She ducked one punch, hitting the aggressor in the side, immediately knocking the wind out of her with her right hook, her left landing right across her jaw. The girl crumbled to the ground. She turned and got a punch to the face, another catching her arm as she reared back. She was ganged up on. The numbers game was clearly against her. A kick to the stomach.

'You deserve this.'

Several minutes, she struggled to escape as the two girls in front of her mocked her. "Some hero." One spat, punching her in the side of the head.

"I say we rob 'em, beat 'em and leave 'em for the boys." The one behind her said.

"Hmm, maybe we could make some cash off them. Gotta tie this one up. The other will probly be submissive." She turned away from Lightning and walked towards Lyra.

Her eyes shot open and she rammed the girl holding her back into the wall of the building nearby. As she gasped in pain, Lightning brought her elbow back and heard a gross crack.

With one fluid motion she took a step and decked another, her body hitting the ground hard, no attempt to catch herself. A complete knock out.

Her eye was swollen and her lip was busted. Her ribs ached and her nose bled… She must have painted quite the intimidating picture...the last of the girls backed away before taking off.

She took a step toward Lyra, who was sitting up, holding her head.

'You'll just hurt her too. All you do is cause pain.'

***

"Lightning." The man spoke again. The blonde jolted out of her thoughts, turning to face him. "You should call it a day." He suggested, patting her shoulder.

"No I-" her voice was watery...was she? She reached up to wipe her eyes.

"Maybe it'll help you to get some rest. Okay?"

She took a deep breath before nodding, turning to head to the showers.

That voice. It'd been some time since it reared its ugly head.

As she walked from the gym, hands in her pockets she replayed next few days after that fight. Lyra took her to a doctor… She didn't have any way to pay for treatment… Her foster family helped. Guilt weighed heavily on her for that. Despite the reason...she cost them more money.

Her phone buzzed, pulling her out of her thoughts. She slid it from her pocket and answered.

"Yo."

"Excuse me, Lightning? ...are you free? I figured we could attempt to 'hang out'." Moondancer's voice said over the phone.

"...Sure. I could use a distraction right now."

"Great! Um...can we meet at the library?"

"Yeah, I'll head there now."

They hung up and Lightning turned the corner to meet her.

'Another life you'll ruin. She has potential, why do you only harm those with promise?'

Her heart stopped at the voice again. Her steps felt heavier.

"Shut up...I'm not what you say I am." She told herself under her breath.

'You're talking to yourself, you crazy bitch. You know how this is gonna turn out. She'll like you. You'll hurt her and she'll become a recluse. The only thing you're good at is ruining other peoples lives.'

She shook her head in an attempt to shake the thoughts away.

'Bet she'll end up just like mom.'

Her body stopped, ice filling her veins. Her eyes went wide as she tried to calm her breathing. Passersby took note of the hyperventilating girl and she quickly ducked into an alley, holding onto the wall for support as she tried to calm herself...tears starting to well up in her eyes again. She pressed her back against the brick wall, sliding down to hug her knees as she tried to become as small as possible. Maybe no one would catch her having an episode..?

Her pocket buzzed again, she tried to ignore it, but she took it out anyway. Moondancer of course.

'Look. You're already causing undue stress for the poor girl.'

"Shut up!" She growled, answering the phone luckily moments after.

"Hey Light, are you-"

Lightning tried to suppress the sniffling...but she couldn't get past Moondancer's uncanny perception.

"Are you crying? Lightning Dust, are you okay?"

"No."

"Where are you?"

"Next to the deli...in the alley."

"I'm on my way. Please don't leave there." She heard shuffling as the girl was undoubtedly walking. "Tell me about your day."

"H-Huh?"

"I'm attempting to ease your mind as I travel there. Leaving you alone would not be optimal for this."

Lightning chuckled. "Dork." She looked down as she recounted the morning events.

It took about ten minutes for Moondancer to make it to her, and the poor girl was out of breath.

"Your cardio sucks." Lightning teased, looking up to her.

Moondancer rolled her eyes before taking a seat beside her. "Take your time...but I'm here for you." She said, hugging her knees.

"Thanks."

They sat in silence for a bit, Moondancer feeling a little pride in knowing she was helping Lightning like she had helped her...having someone to be with when they needed it.

After a little while, the athlete sat up straighter. "I think I'm good." Lightning said, wiping her eyes on her sleeves.

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Let's go before I get all sappy." She pushed to stand, Moondancer following her. "I'll tell you sometime...just...not yet. Okay?"

"I understand." She nodded.

"You hungry? Because I could do lunch…"

"Oh, yes actually. I'm quite famished."

"Let's go." The taller turned to lead her out.

***

Lightning had some kind of a breakdown today, I wonder why? She's always seemed the collected yet broody type. One who didn't always speak with her fists, but had no issue 'throwing down', as it were. Treating my new friends as case studies still feels weird...but it helps me to get to know them.

BonBon and Lyra's relationship, interests and lifestyle...Vinyl's music and performance her trust in Octavia, note: need one on one time with them for further context. And I haven't had the chance to interact with Derpy outside of the group. She seems the most likely to dismiss conflict and brush off negativity. Likely from facing hardships before. Note two, probably from the torment she's likely endured from her unfortunate eye situation...I must ask how they came to be like that, but how do I broach the subject without being rude?

And then we come back to Lightning. The first to step up to my side. I must admit...I may feel more towards her than the others at the moment...that may just be because she protected me. Or perhaps some part of me finds her attractive. Lyra may suspect the same thing...perhaps I should gauge her interest...she isn't against the idea, but is she interested in the fairer sex as well?

Moondancer pushed away from the paper she groaned. 'What am I doing? Writing down things like that only leads to embarrassing situations when someone finds the diary.'

She sighed, looking at the clock. 10:07 pm. She turned back to the page.

Life has changed for the better for me since she came into it. I've...left my home for more than the library or school. Seeing her like that hurt. Deep inside. Like...feelings aside, I don't want her to hurt like that any more...but this is her personal issue to deal with...the most I can do is give advice and guide her if she asks. I told her to call me if she ever needed my help and that it never mattered the hour she called.

She sighed again. "I think Lyra's right…" she spoke as she wrote the words.

I need to see if this is just an infatuation or a crush...the way she shut down this afternoon indicates she's clearly had issues in her past. Having to move through trauma on your own is not healthy, though I don't wish to open a wound I had no idea was there. But for now, I must sleep, I'll update as the days progress.

She pushed away from her writing desk, yawning as she grabbed clothes to head to take a shower.

***

Lightning sat against the wall of her bedroom, her headphones playing one of her favorite songs. She quietly bobbed her head. The lights were off, she didn't need any more distractions. Eyes closed, music playing. She lost herself in a calm in the darkness.

She mouthed the lyrics as she thought over the afternoon. The thoughts of the music video to this song played through her thoughts...she imagined herself in the same spot...the female voice that acted as the chorus claiming how she was friends with the monster. Wincing slightly at the mention of voices in their head.

The idea of coming face to face with that part of herself she tried to bury deep within. She pictured herself, disheveled, gaunt, dirty...how she looked when she lived on her own. Thin, dangerously so. Her hands were loosely wrapped, she remembered the pain, unconsciously rubbing her hands together. She fractured multiple fingers and her right hand...and only had an ace bandage to wrap it.

This became how she pictured 'the voice' and her eyes shot open as the demented Lightning turned to face her. Her eyes dangerous. The song changing as she tried to catch her breath. Sitting in the dark, her eyes scanned the room as she wondered if giving it a face was the wisest decision.

Her heart raced as she took deep breaths. Her hand fumbling for her phone.

'Aww, call your girlfriend, ruin her sleep to complain about something she can't help with. Make her feel useless. Go ahead.'

Lightning stopped, her thumb over the 'call' button. "She…"

'Show her how crazy you are. You're a lunatic. Maybe she's smarten up and get away from you.'

"Why...why can't I have a normal life..?"

'Because you weren't supposed to exist. Nothing about you is normal. You were an accident, remember? Then come to find out...it was out of revenge. Our father was no one special and our mother was just a petty bitch looking to get back at her husband.'

"I...I couldn't help that…" She sniffled. "I'm...I've worked to not be a fuck up...can't you let me have something..?" She pretty much bargained as her resolve crumbled.

'You would be normal… If you weren't the reason she killed herself.'

She hit the button, ripping the headphones off as she hugged her knees, bringing the phone up as a groggy voice answered.

"Hello..?"

"I need help." Lightning said shakily.

***

Moondancer pushed up as she held the phone to her face. "Of course, I'm here." She reached for her glasses. "One sec." She slipped on her sweater, grabbing the phone to ask her what happened as she covertly got dressed.

"I got this problem…" Lightning explained vaguely. "Whenever I have a good day I have this voice that tears me down…" She admitted.

"We should set up a visit to a therapist...it would help if you had a professional listen to you as well. But that doesn't mean I'm any less interested." She grabbed her keys. "I'm on my way over...I won't be long."

"Wh-What? No, don't-"

"Lightning. If the roles were reversed, what would you do?"

"...Probably run over there… it's late…" She said quietly.

"I'll get a ride there. Dad works late." Moondancer said cheerfully. "Now, give me your address."

Lightning sighed, telling her and Moondancer thanked her before muting the receiver.

"Okay, I'll be over soon."

"...Thanks."

Author's Note

So, some backstory for Lightning. She's had it rough, but she keeps moving forward.
Some bits with the crew, and more interaction with the Rainbooms. Here's hoping I'm doing alright.

Chapter 4. Anime? Secrets and Threats!

The next day at school, Lightning was acting as normal as usual. Joking around with Lyra, watching over me, it seems like the night before was firmly in the past for her. I couldn't get her to tell me what it was, unfortunately. When I got there, we talked about the day...and before I knew it, she was asleep beside me. Her head on my shoulder. In any other circumstance I would have been elated.

Moondancer heard footsteps as she wrote, quickly closing her journal as her dark haired friend joined her at the lunch table. "Good morning Moondancer, how are you?"

"A little tired...but I'll be okay."

"Were you up late?"

"You...could say that. How are you?" She asked, quickly changing the subject.

"I must admit I'm not quite at one hundred percent myself." She covered her mouth to hide a yawn. "Oh dear, my apologies, how unseemly."

"Its okay." Moondancer giggled. "But why are you not one hundred percent?" She asked, thinking over how clunky the repeated phrase sounded.

"Derpy and I were up late on Chaos, she kept me up until three in the morning…" She said. "And then that little...she isn't even here yet." She grumbled.

"You're on chaos? Isn't that more of a gamer thing?"

"I suppose it is. But video and voice chatting on there is better than the others…" She shrugged. "My orchestra actually has a group that we keep up with...and another thing, who's to say I don't qualify as a gamer?" She crossed her arms with a faux indignant smirk.

"Oh, I didn't mean to imply…"

"Relax, love I'm teasing." She assured. "Though I have a few channels on there for an online game I play." She explained.

"Oh? Which one?"

"Have you ever looked into Final Fantasy XIV?" She asked. "Its quite-"

"I play that."

Octavia's reserved expression lit up. "How...far are you?" She asked.

"I'm caught up through the story." She said. "I main a Scholar." She pushed up her glasses with a grin.

Octavia's reservation shifted to excitement. "Oh my gosh, how excited are you for the next expansion?" She asked.

"Very! That last fight where you had to hold off the big bad until your character showed up was so cool…" Moondancer said with a smile.

"My fellow warrior of light...you have no idea how good it is to have you." She put her hand on her shoulder.

"What do you play?"

"Red Mage." She said with a proud smile. "Grace, elegance and magic. The perfect balancing act."

"Hmm. Fitting...do you have a pocket bard?"

"Support is fun." She crossed her arms.

"I like healing...but I have a few other classes I play. I like how casters feel. Melee isn't my cup of tea."

"That's understandable." Octavia nodded.

They looked up as a messy haired Derpy ran through the doors, slowing as she made it to the table. "I...made...it…" She panted, falling into her chair.

"Love, your shirt's inside out…" Octavia sighed. "You overslept. I told you we shouldn't have been up so late!"

"But we never watch anime together any more...it was nice to do it again…" The blonde poked her index fingers together, looking down sheepishly.

"You watch anime?" Moondancer asked.

"I do. Not enough to be a connoisseur...but I have enjoyed my fair share of them."

"Yeah! And we've been watching the latest volume of RWBY." Derpy added excitedly. "I don't care what anyone says. It counts." She crossed her arms.

"I'll have to look into that."

"Its free to watch online." Octavia said.

"What's it about?"

Octavia cleared her throat before explaining the backstory of the forces of light and dark. The grimm and dust, and even giving snippets of episodes without spoiling too much.

"Wow. This sounds pretty neat."

"It is! Oh man, you'd love Yang." Derpy smiled brightly. "She's a hothead...but she's got a heart of gold. Sometimes her anger gets the better of her...but she's always trying to help." As Derpy spoke, the personality traits she was listing off caused Moondancer to find herself glancing to Lightning. "And she's funny! At least for a while. She's a little more serious as it goes on...oh yeah, she's like super hot." The blonde grinned. "I'd totally date her if she were real."

Octavia giggled. "Certain people would take issue with that, I'm sure. But she is quite appealing."

"Who's your favorite?"

"Weiss. I found myself drawn to her…" She said with a distant look in her eye. "Perhaps it's a bit of my own head canon...but she met a girl who changed her life and showed her she doesn't have to be what she was being groomed to be…and became part of a group that felt more like a family than she'd ever known before…"

"Sort of like you meeting Vinyl..?" Moondancer ventured.

The reserved girl blushed lightly, clearing her throat. "Anyway. I would recommend watching it. We're always the 'nerds' for watching anime." She crossed her arms with the most eloquent pout Moondancer had ever seen.

"I'll start tonight." She assured.

"Oh! We can watch together, what's your chaos id?" Derpy asked with an excited smile.

"I suppose I should make one of those as well…" Moondancer chuckled.

"Uh oh. Are the nerds sucking you in too?" Lyra asked, leaning into the conversation.

"Lyra, we watch anime too…" BonBon huffed.

"Shh, Bonnie don't tell them that."

"I'm the only clean one." Lightning boasted.

Vinyl reached over to poke Octavia, signing a few words.

"What about 'My Hero'?" Octavia translated.

"Traitor!" The blonde crossed her arms.

"So we're all nerds to varying degrees." Moondancer shrugged. "I think it's comforting, I don't have to try being cool."

"Fucking brutal." Light held her chest. "She just called us all losers."

"I did no such thing!" She defended.

The bell for the first class rang.

"Welp. Let's get going ladies." Lightning stood, waiting for and then walking beside Moondancer to her class.

"Thanks for last night…" She said, mussing her hair as she left her at her door.

Moondancer smiled softly, turning to step into the room.

Lightning turned the corner at the end of the hall, watching the floor. She felt a sudden pain as she bumped into someone, knocking her to the floor.

"Oh shit. Sorry." She held her hand out. "I wasn't watching where I was going." She recognized the red and yellow hair. Not only for her having been a terror at the school some time ago, but she was constantly at soccer practice, ogling Rainbow.

"It's okay, I wasn't-" Sunset began, taking her hand, her eyes flashed white momentarily.

Time slowed for the redhead in a flash. A younger Lightning, barely able to reach the door handle, got up from her bed. The blonde called for her mother, opening the door to the kitchen, nothing. The bathroom, nothing. Finally she opened the door to the living room... finding the woman...lifeless, hanging from the ceiling.

Sunset was overwhelmed by the shock, pain and grief in an instant. Her emotions firing in the same pattern as the small girl who fell to her knees and screamed. Tears running down her face as she memorized the time...the way the room looked...everything as it scarred into her mind forever.

“You good?” Light asked.

She blinked a few times, her eyes returning to normal as tears began to fill them. She cleared her throat, wiping her eyes. “Yeah! I’m great, just…”

“Dang, did I hit you hard enough to hurt you?” She asked, concern filling her voice.

“No! No, it’s uh...allergies!” She sniffled. “Darn things just seem to pop up out of nowhere sometimes, y’know?” She chuckled. “Sorry again!” She waved as she rushed past her.

Lightning shrugged, turning back to the hallway leading to class.

***

“Rainbow, I need to talk to you.” Sunset spoke, catching her as they exited the classroom.

“What’s up?” The athlete asked, tilting her head, Rarity and Twilight joining them at the door now.

“Uhh...in private, sorry girls.” She said with a sheepish smile.

“Oh, I understand, darling.” Rarity gave her a knowing grin, taking Twilight’s hand and leading her away.

“They’re going to be around the corner…” Rainbow said flatly, crossing her arms.

“That’s why we’re going to the band room.” Sunset turned, leading her away.

“Do I have to wait until we get there?”

“It’s pretty sensitive information…”

She opened the door, letting Dash in before closing it and locking it behind them. “Okay…” She took a breath. “This...is gonna sound weird, but follow me, there’s logic here.” She cleared her throat. “How...much do you know about Lightning Dust?”

“She’s my second on the soccer team...and she keeps to herself a lot of the time, I guess. She’s pretty reserved, but not standoffish...most times.” She crossed her arms.

“Nothing about her home life? You guys are friends, right?”

“I know she lives with foster parents...when we had to get forms signed she asked if ‘legal guardians’ would count. I sorta guessed. Maybe she was just staying with them at the time.” She shrugged.

“Oh boy…” She frowned. “Rainbow...I kinda...accidentally read her emotions this morning.”

“...The way you’re acting, it must be big.”

“I can’t blurt this out...but I’m-. Do I go to her about it? She’ll likely be upset that I know.”

“I’ll go with you, but yeah. You should probably talk to her if its got you this shaken up.” Rainbow moved to put her hand on her shoulder. “Was it that bad?”

She nodded, frowning. “Very bad, Rainbow.” She sniffled. “I can still feel it.”

Rainbow put her arms around her, rubbing her back. “It’s gonna be okay.”

“Right...thanks.” She leaned into her. “Sorry, you know I’m not normally like this…”

“Well, normally your powers don’t last this long, how can you recall emotions you never felt?”

“I felt her emotions when I saw what she was thinking of.”

“I need a crash course in your powers.”

“It's never done that before.” She assured. “But what worries me more...is that she’s feeling a lot like I was after the fall formal.” She explained. “I felt like I didn’t belong, and that no matter what everyone said, I was just an observer. It was only after we stopped the dazzlings that I felt like I wasn't a burden."

"Dude, why didn't you talk to us about this?"

"Well...the scars were still pretty fresh," she pouted. "And you guys kept poking them..so I figured you weren't over it."

"We poked at them?"

"You'd bring them up constantly. You stopped eventually, but being reminded about it wasn't a very good thing for my self esteem. No matter how many times you added 'no offense'."

"Geez...I didn't realize it was hurting you...I thought we were at the point of poking fun at it." Dash face palmed. "And despite all that you still thought I was worth your time?"

"You didn't do it on purpose, I know that now. Besides, you've more than made up for it." She kissed her cheek.

"And...you think Lightning is going through that?"

"I felt it, Rainbow. She needs someone to listen...but she's not willing to talk."

"I'll keep an eye on her at practices...you come up with a way to bring this up to her."

"Sounds like a plan." She nodded.

***

Moondancer sat back, having watched the first volume of the show Octavia recommended. She joined the chatroom Derpy invited her to, seeing all the girls were in it. BonBon, Lyra and Lightning Dust were absent from the group chat, Octavia chiming in first.

"Well, what did you think so far?"

"The fight scene was pretty good, unique ways to use their weapons."

They saw the notification of Vinyl typing.

'Man that animation is pretty jank, though.'

"It gets better Vinyl." Octavia smiled in the video chat.

'You seem pretty jazzed about it, so I'll trust you on that. But you owe me.'

Octavia rolled her eyes. "I'll play that game you keep going on about."

'Deal!'

"So are we starting volume two?" Derpy chimed in, "or should we be getting to bed?"

'It's only 10, Derpy.'

"Vinyl can be up until the early hours...you don't see the rings under her eyes."

"Because you're the only person she willingly takes her glasses off for." Derpy crossed her arms.

"That...Hm, I suppose you're right." She cupped her chin.

'Hey, not her fault she knew me pre-glasses. What's the sense in hiding it from her?'

"Why would you hide them at all?" Moondancer asked.

'It's part of my dj image. Got that mystery and intrigue factor.'

"Are they prescription?"

"Yes." Octavia answered. "When we were younger she wore glasses, but complained of their lack of aesthetic." She crossed her arms with an eye roll. "So I found a pair she liked."

"You got them for her?" Moondancer asked, the question making the cellist's eyes widen.

"I...suppose I did…" She said as if only now realizing it.

'Octy's been my most supportive fan.'

"Shut up, Vinyl." The dark haired girl groaned, covering her face.

"Think those glasses would help my eyes?" Derpy asked.

'Probly not, but I bet you'd look pretty bitchin' in them. I'll bring my spares tomorrow.'

"Awesome!"

"Um, I've been wondering, what happened to cause your eyes to be like that?"

"Oh, it's a genetic thing." She said. "It just progressed to this point. My eyes can focus...I just can't always control one of them."

"I see. I didn't know if it was going to be rude to ask."

"Psh. We're friends. It's all good." She waved her hand with a giggle.

'Derps used to be in a lot of sports clubs before her depth perception started to go.' Vinyl typed. 'You'd be surprised at how athletic she still is.'

"Oh, do go on." She waved her hand with a grin.

"Wait, shouldn't you be telling her to stop?" Octavia asked.

"I know, it's just nice to be praised."

'You're doing great, sweetie.'

"What are you, her mother?" Octavia sighed.

Moondancer giggled.

***

"So...you called her over last night?" The musician asked, taking a seat opposite the blonde.

"Yeah...she came over right away." She scratched at the back of her neck. "I know she's smart enough to know something's up. This was the second time she's helped me."

"Second?" BonBon asked, looking to Lyra.

"Good on you, dork. I didn't think you'd keep your promise." Lightning smirked at Lyra.

"You have such a unique way of thanking me for being a good friend." Lyra pouted. "She had a freak out after getting out of the gym yesterday." She huffed, crossing her arms.

"Lightning, this can't be healthy. You really need to talk to a professional." BonBon frowned.

"Don't have the money to do that."

The girls looked to one another. "I know...you don't like asking for favors...but you know that Octavia would help if-"

"No." She huffed. "I'm not her friend because she's got money."

"Light, we're not saying that, no one is saying that…" Lyra said.

"No. People say that." She sighed. "I don't speak up, but I listen. I don't fit in. I'm the outlier. Jock, poor grades, bad attitude...meanwhile you girls are smart...and friendly, not saying you aren't fit, but I'm the only one in a sports club."

"Dude, c'mon." Lyra said. "That's so not true. You're like one of the foundations of our crew."

"Had I not spotted those girls who were beating you up...I don't think we'd ever have spoken."

"But you did, Light. You can't live your life based on 'what ifs'. That'll only lead you to more and more unreasonable expectations."

"I know...its...I just-" She clenched her fists. "It doesn't feel real. I'm scared to go to bed. It feels like one day I'll wake up and be alone again."

"You're not gonna be alone anymore. I promise." Lyra smiled, standing to join her, giving the taller girl a hug. A second set of arms joined them.

"I promise too." BonBon smiled.

"You two…" She bowed her head. "You two are so lame." She sniffled.

"Take your time...but I have to point out, Moondancer is very concerned, so leaving her in the dark for longer than necessary may only hurt your relationship, friend or otherwise."

"Oh...did I tell you that I asked her out?"

"You did?" Lyra asked with a brighter smile.

"Only to Vinyl's show...but I'm not sure if she considers it a date…"

"I dunno if that counts, Light." Lyra pushed her gently.

"Baby steps." The taller girl crossed her arms with a pout.

***

The next day, Lightning arrived to find more than half of her friends barely sitting up at the breakfast table.

"Uhh…"

"I'm awake!" Octavia blurted, sitting up suddenly before processing she was in the lunchroom.

"Am I gonna get an answer for what happened if I asked?"

Vinyl shook her head, though the effect wasn't as noticeable since her face was firmly against her folded arms on the table.

After a yawn, Moondancer attempted. "We binge watched as much RWBY as we could...I'm almost caught up." She held her thumb up.

"O...kay. Why didn't you just watch it over the next couple of days?"

"We were having a good time." Derpy mumbled.

"I mean, I can understand, but you know you had school today."

"Why are you acting like the responsible one?" Octavia asked.

"And why are you the bad influence, Octavia?" The athlete crossed her arms.

She sat up a little straighter, frowning. "Oh...you're right." She said. "Sorry, Moondancer."

"Its okay, it's okay." She assured, patting her shoulder.

***

Across the room, the girl with the scar across her eye sat, watching Lightning. She tapped her foot as she waited, hoping to learn something. A black jacket and white undershirt...jeans and black skate shoes with electric green stitching adorned her, not the most fashionable girl, but what'd that matter?

"Still mad she hit you back?" Her friend said, taking a seat, the girl had slicked back light gray hair, light blue skin...and those striking darkish...pink eyes? Whatever color they were...they stood out. This girl was a part of the track team, and the PE uniform she wore for her next class added to the look.

"Yes and no." The accented girl huffed.

"So what's got you bent out of shape then, Roll?"

"That blonde bimbo thinks she's untouchable." She crossed her arms. "She punched one chick hard enough to send her into the lockers, and she didn't even get in trouble for it. How unfair is that? Now she's dragged that Moondancer chick into her group away from her gal pal."

"But..why?"

"Dunno." Roll shrugged. "Just know that the girl who got decked asked for some help defending herself. Bet she wants to get back at 'em."

"You don't know the name of the girl who's asking you for protection?"

"Fleetfoot. If I paid attention to all the small details, I wouldn't be me. Wouldn't have this sick scar and wouldn't be Rolling Thunder." She smirked.

"You're absolutely right. You'd be a competent person with no lack of mental stability."

"Ow. And you're my friend? Can only imagine what Blondie says about me in that case."

***

"You girls excited for the show tomorrow?" Lightning asked.

Vinyl managed a thumbs up without moving her head.

"You sure you're gonna make it?"

"Hey girls what...uh…" Another voice spoke up as Lyra and BonBon joined them.

"Up all night doing nerd shit."

"Oh. That's fair, I was up late studying."

"Studying?!" Derpy's head shot up.

"For...our English test today?"

"Oh, come on!" She planted her face on the table with a groan. "I knew I was forgetting something!"

Vinyl lifted her head, concern in her face...maybe? The glasses hid her eyes still.

"Worry not, we're all capable students." Octavia said with a smile that was just a little too wide.

"You forgot too, huh?" BonBon asked as the cellist's eye twitched.

"It'll be okay, girls." Moondancer smiled, attempting to ease the concern.

"Says the scholar." Lyra held back a laugh.

"Change the subject. I'll have plenty of time to think about how bad I'm gonna fail." Derpy whined.

Lyra shrugged. "Vinyl. You gonna be staying over at Octavia's tonight?"

Moondancer tilted her head.

Vinyl nodded before elbowing the muttering girl beside her.

"Whuh? What?" She looked around. "Oh, yes. I help her store her equipment. The last bits will come with us to the concert tomorrow."

"Plus Vinyl likes to stay over with Octavia when she has big shows. Wonder wh-OW!"

Moondancer looked to Lyra who was holding her leg under the table, then to Vinyl who's cheeks held a faint red to them. With her pale complexion, there was no way to hide that.

"You sure those sirens are gonna be there?" Derpy asked, looking up.

Vinyl shrugged, and signed a few things quickly.

"She said she hopes so, but it's entirely on them if they want to come."

-BRRRRRRING!-

"And there's the bell. Good luck in class today, nerds." Lightning chuckled standing to wait for Moondancer. She looked around the lunchroom, spotting the purple skinned girl who threatened her outside the gym. She shot her a glare which earned a wave. Light took note of Fleetfoot sitting beside her.

***

"Ooh, that glare had some hate." Fleet smirked.

"C'mon. Watch my back." Roll stood, rolling her neck as she followed Lightning out, keeping her distance.

"Dude…" Fleet groaned, hopping up to follow her.

They rounded the corner as Lightning dropped off Moondancer. The shorter girl smiling up at her, despite the exhaustion on her features. Lightning leaned, on one arm that rested on the wall behind Moondancer.

"Our employer is jealous, simple as that…" Roll noted. "The fire ain't burning as brightly and that redhead has the hots for Lightning."

"'Our'?" Fleet asked. "I got nothing to do with this. Just gonna stop her from killing you."

"Thanks for the confidence, ya prick."

She pushed off with a wave before turning down the hall, headed towards the lockers. The small alcove of lockers with the blinking light. One of a previous bully's favorite stomping grounds.

As Roll turned to follow her, Lightning was facing them, directly under the flickering light. The image of the shadows across her face with the lack of any emotion other than anger and the shaking fists of someone that barely contained her urge to strike, cut a very intimidating profile.

"Who are you and why are you following me?"

Off guard, the taller girl cleared her throat.

"My associate and I-"

"I got nothing to do with this. You dig your own grave here, Roll. Sup, Light." She waved.

"Traitor!"

Roll felt the collar of her shirt be caught and she was roughly forced up against the lockers.

"Leave me the fuck alone or I swear to whatever god you pray to, that you'll wish I stopped at just beating the shit out of you, got it?" She asked, each word drew her closer until the shorter girl somehow loomed over her trapped adversary.

With a rough shove she felt her head hit the lockers, her body sliding to the floor as the presence was suddenly gone, glancing over Lightning passed Fleetfoot with a "Sup." And left the corner as if nothing happened.

"Hey, you good?" Fleet asked kneeling beside her.

"Holy...fuck." Roll's mouth curled into a smirk. "I get why redhead's into her." She said almost breathlessly.

"...what?"

Roll's cheeks reddened. "What?"

"Don't tell me you were into that."

"What can I say? I like a gal that can kick my ass." She chuckled. "This does make smacking her around a bit tougher..." She bit her lip as she stood. "Maybe if I get with her...then the brat can get back at the redhead and it's a win-win."

"Lightning will break your face, dude. You shouldn't test her."

"I know, I know...but did you see the fire in her eyes..?" She sighed happily.

"D-Did you just swoon?"

Author's Note

Rolling Thunder has been a fun character to write.

Fleetfoot as her foil? An odd pair, but neat to play with the idea.

Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 5. The Concert...and the aftermath!

Author's Note

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=si81bIoZRJQ

For the folks wondering what the opening video is set to, I tried to set it to this song. I absolutely loved doing that...and really hope I got it in writing how I felt while putting it together.

Chapter 5. The Concert...and the aftermath!

The lights dimmed, the show seemed to begin as the screen above the stage began to pulse to life. A large DJP3 logo pulsed to the beat of the bass in the starting song. Images of a much younger Vinyl on stage crossed the screen. Her face blurred, or covered with festive masks. Albums titled as "V-Scratch" floating down to the ground.

As the music slowed, a little over a minute in, images of diagnoses, hospital rooms...and news reports flashing quickly. A headline read “Aspiring DJ involved in an accident.”

“Our thoughts and prayers go out to Miss Scratch, in our meetings where she’s played for us, she’s always been professional and on point.” A man in a suit spoke, the set behind him indicating he was a talk show host.

Images of reviewers and critics having mostly inspiring commentary.

“Best wishes to V-Scratch! She can get through this!”

“Shame, she was so good too. Bet this ruins her.”

“V-Scratch can totally bounce back!”

Another talk show host appeared on screen. “It’s been a year and her recent work hasn’t been nearly as good. She’s lost her confidence. You can’t connect with your fanbase while refusing to talk to them.”

The screen faded to a shot of a hospital room, the blue haired musician sat, staring at her lap, before covering her eyes as the camera neared them. Bandages wrapped around her neck as her shoulders twitched, tears falling down her cheeks.

Lean into my side…

The lyrics began as a hand rested on her shoulder. The dark haired girl beside her, bringing her into a hug. The girl’s voice was quiet, almost a whisper. “Vinyl...its okay. You can do this.” They parted, her friend, handing her a pair of purple shades...and the bottom of Vinyl’s face revealed a smirk, before panning up to show her wearing her glasses.

The music picked up, and flashes of Vinyl on stage, dancing and partying it up with her cheering crowds flashed across the screen. One shot of the DJ showing off a t-shirt by posing with one hand pinching the collar and the other pinching the hem, straightening out the graphic of the name DJ Pon-3. Then flashing to a shake camera looking over the crowd, fans wearing the shirt and cheering, Vinyl turning the camera to herself, posing with them.

Headlines about DJ Pon-3 taking the musical world by storm scrolled across the screen.

Social media posts again.

“Pon-3 is the best rebrand ever!”

“I knew she had it in her!”

“What a remarkable turnaround for this kid! Jealous I never had her kind of drive.”

Interspersed with the posts were clips of her on different stages, larger and larger crowds dancing and partying with her.

This time, the names of Countess Coloratura and Sapphire Shores appeared with their social media posts.

“She’s an incredible musician and I love her work so much!” With a link to her current song at the time of the post.

“That sweetheart’s earned the respect of everyone who ever doubted her! Never say any type of music is the ‘easy way’. DJ Pon-3 has proven that she works just as hard, if not harder to overcome obstacles.”

Then the talk show hosts appeared, heaping praise as well.

“Quite the long climb, but the artist behind two of the best DJ names in the last ten years has redeemed herself in the eyes of the fans.”

Songbird Serenade in an interview, held her hand to her face like a phone “Pon-3, I’d love to work with you, hit me up!”

The song slowed again as the camera followed the DJ down the backstage area. She found a storage crate, and climbed up to sit on it as she stared down at the ground, the camera following her hand as she slipped the glasses off and rested them to her side. She held her head in her hands. “Vinyl? You’re on in five minutes.” The voice of the girl from earlier. The camera caught a surprised expression on the lower half of Vinyl’s face before it pulled back into a grin. The girl walking over, picking up her glasses and sliding them on her face. “I knew you still had it…” She said. The DJ gave her a big hug.

The music swelled again, as the camera followed her out onto the stage, crowds erupting as she riled them up. Jumping up and down while flailing her arms. The image cutting to her behind her turntables, then to her dancing and jumping about on stage with Sapphire Shores.

A flash of her posing with Songbird Serenade.

Coloratura wearing matching glasses as the two pointed at each other dramatically with huge grins on their faces.

Then it flashed bright before black as the song slowed again.

Words appeared on the screen.

“This was my journey. Everyone has hardships. Never give up. I support each and every one of you...the same way you supported me. Thank you. For making my dream come true.”

The song ended as the crowd began to cheer, the screen cutting in to a camera backstage. A hand knocked on the door that read “Pon-3" on the sign hanging from it, the camera person opening the door to reveal the DJ, wearing a white hoodie,unzipped that showed the cut sleeves shirt with her logo, the loose shirt revealing the blue sports bra under it just slightly, baggy white pants, with electric blue graphics that spelled out her stage name on her left leg, and a crackling lightning bolt down the other.

Her shoes were predominantly white but also with black laces and the same electric blue highlighting the heel portion and the stitching. With the hood pulled up, she hopped on her feet as she warmed herself up. The shot tracked as she stepped past the camera and began walking down the corridor. The back of the hoodie had a graphic of her glasses and turntable with the words "ALWAYS MOVE FORWARD" in black lettering in what appeared as graffiti style writing.

She was handed a microphone by a stagehand as she went. She took a deep breath before stopping near the curtain. She looked to her right. The camera panning over to show the girl from the video, arms crossed with a confident smile.

Vinyl smirked, handing the microphone out to her.

“Me? Are you sure?”

The DJ rolled her head as she shrugged.

The raven haired girl took the microphone before sighing. “You’re impossible sometimes, Vinyl…”

The DJ pointed two finger guns at her with a sly smirk.

“Ladies and gentlemen!”

The crowd began jumping as the girl spoke. “Please give a warm welcome to D. J. Pon. 3!” She gave emphasis to each part of the name as Vinyl pushed past the curtains, another song starting as she hit her turntables.

***

"Incredible…" Moondancer mumbled as she watched her friend on stage. This was Vinyl at her most comfortable, banging her head, waving her arms and dancing around to the beats that she created on the fly.

'She has a brilliant musical mind.' Octavia's voice played in her mind. She felt that somehow that praise, even from an accomplished classical musician like Octavia, was still underselling her skills.

She looked to her left, Lightning Dust was dancing to the beat, to her right the people beside her danced as well. She was just lost in the music as she bobbed her head. It was loud and jarring...nothing she'd ever experienced before. But it was so good. Never sticking to just one style. Vinyl played regular techno alongside her dubstep mixes and even had a few combinations that included Octavia's cello.

***

Vinyl danced and jammed to her beats, watching the audience and changing up her sounds accordingly. Her eyes scanned the crowds, actually spotting several of her schoolmates. Her crew were there in force, though Light and Moondancer were off on their own. Lyra, BonBon and Derpy jammed alongside Roseluck and her sisters. The Rainbooms were all there, Pinkie and Rainbow looked to be having the most fun.

'Poor Fluttershy must be in a bad way…' She thought, seeing the timid girl dancing as...she supposed 'gently' was the best way to describe it.

As her eyes scanned the crowd...she spotted them. The sirens stood near the back. Sonata, the blue skinned one, she seemed to really dig it. Adagio, the leader didn't seem repulsed by it and Aria was looking directly at her in response as if she knew right away that Vinyl was looking for them.

The DJ pointed to them before switching up the beat, dancing out from behind the tables, the gloves she had slipped on during the last song now powering on. The boards appeared under her hands as her body moved to the beat, each press added to the mix.

The show was a huge hit. Vinyl's last video playing a message as she took a bow. A digitized voice speaking for her "Always move forward." Three simple words, but as it spoke, Vinyl turned to show the back of the jacket she wore, holding a fist up above her head. The wording on the back and the lighting adding to the image. The raucous crowd only got louder somehow, Vinyl casually striding off the stage.

***

The curtain fell behind her and she took a breath, kneeling down as she tried to come down from the adrenaline rush, looking up to see Octavia. Vinyl jumped forward, tackling her into a tight hug.

"I told you you could do it." She said, holding her as the DJ hid her face in her shoulder, shaking softly. "They loved it." She assured, rubbing her back.

Vinyl's concerns from the night before played on her mind. She was second guessing telling all of her fans the truth as to why she stopped talking. Octavia had to convince her late into the evening to even do the performance.

***

"Love, you have to think about why you're revealing this more than what will come from it." She said. "You've had a hard journey to get where you are...you're showing people that you can achieve your dream, even with the roadblocks." She reached forward, cupping the DJ's chin and turning her face to look at the hoodie hanging on the door, the words on the back resonating with her.

"Honestly, I don't know how you can still have stage fright...with how many shows you've done…"

Vinyl's hands moved as Octavia watched. 'It's not every show that I tell the world all about how bad things got for me.'

"I know, dear...but you've come so far from back then." She held her shoulders. "You're a confident young woman...and you've accomplished so much for still being in high school. Don't you dare doubt yourself now. I won't allow it." She smiled softly.

Vinyl's cheeks reddened before she leaned forward, closing the distance between their lips.

***

"That was awesome, huh?" Light asked, walking out the door with Moondancer in tow.

"It was so great! I can't wait to tell Vinyl-" She froze, looking past Lightning to see her tormentor. Flanked by two boys and a tall girl. "L-Light…"

Lightning turned to face them.

"Dust. I believe you have something that belongs to me."

This earned a raised eyebrow from the tall girl to her side.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me." She rolled her eyes. "She doesn't belong to you! And after the shit you pulled? No way am I gonna let you get near her!"

"You don't have a say in the matter." The two guys stepped forward as Light pushed Moondancer back.

"Ain't this a bit much..?" Roll asked.

"Just get her."

Lightning took a step and struck the first guy, the second catching her arm, she spun on her heel, kneeling and using his forward momentum to lift him over her shoulder and slam him to the ground. As she stood, she was hooked under both arms by the first boy. Roll punching her in the stomach.

"Stop!" Moondancer begged.

The second boy coughed, standing back up as Light was overpowered by the numbers.

"Stop her from getting away, Roll."

The taller dutifully caught Moondancer as she turned to escape, bringing her back.

"Moonie. You...chose this, over me?" She asked with a sneer, taking a handful of Lightning's hair, lifting her head to face her. "You're gonna pay for taking her from me."

"You don't own her." Light spat.

"She is mine." She reared back to punch her. "She was always mine. She just forgot that." She gave a dark look over her shoulder at the redhead.

Roll's grip loosened. "Hey, that ain't the story you gave me.." She frowned, now moving in front of the smaller girl. "Ya said Light was trying to steal her from you. This...this is an obsession, dude." She stepped forward.

"You're gonna turn on me now? Right when you've handed her over to me?" She reached back into her pocket. "Just make sure Moonie sees what I do to her main squeeze." She stepped back, taking out a pocket knife.

"Whoa, put that away before you make a big mistake!" Roll pushed Moondancer back gently as she walked ahead, her hands up. "Ya got dumped...that don't mean ya gotta go nuts. Take a breath...and think about this." She looked to the two guys who were becoming concerned of the situation as well. She slowly eased between the girl and Lightning. "Deep breaths…" Moondancer's ex did as instructed...seeming to pull back from the breaking point.

Light heard a shocked gasp, Moondancer covered her mouth, from her perspective she only saw Roll's back. Looking down she noted the girl's shoes...indicating she had stepped closer, a trickle of red hitting the ground.

"Fuck!" The taller girl grit out, as she sank forward. The grip of the boys at her side loosened as they looked on in shock. Light stood, yanking her arms free, she saw the girl pull back the red stained blade, instinct took over. She moved around Roll, punching her in the face. Hard enough for her hand to hurt.

She hit the ground hard, and the knife flew from her hand. Lightning quickly taking her arm and trapping it at a painful angle, pulling her up enough to throw a hook from behind. Hard enough to knock her out.

"You two, keep an eye on her." She stood, catching the falling girl. "Stay with me, Roll." She said, easing her to lay on the ground. "Moondancer, call 911." She instructed, holding her hand to the wound.

"Sorry..."

Light sighed. "Be sorry at the hospital. Now's not the time."

Moondancer took her phone out.

Within minutes the cops pulled up, an ambulance following suit. Roll was much paler, though she was still conscious. She opened her mouth, but was met with a glare from Lightning.

"Not now. Focus on breathing. Stay calm." She instructed. Roll's eyes slowly closed as she looked up at the girl she had been fighting minutes ago.

***

When she opened her eyes again...she was met with fluorescent bulbs and blinding white hell. She groaned, attempting to shift over but jolting in pain, hissing softly.

"Don't move." Lightning's voice spoke up. "Moondancer, go get a nurse please."

The redhead nodded, standing to exit the room.

"Gonna be honest, Thunder." Lightning crossed her arms as she stood by the bed. "This isn't how I'd hoped my first date with Moondancer would end."

"Heh...sorry about that." She chuckled but groaned in pain.

"You weren't in on the whole knife thing."

"'Course not. I signed on to knock some sense into you. That psycho bitch said ya were stealing her girlfriend and she was too scared to face you alone." She sighed. "Fleet was right about this job."

"I called her. She's on the way."

"Fuck." She lifted a hand to cover her eyes.

"Why'd you save me?"

"Because I ain't about ta let someone get carved up if I can stop it." She huffed. "I wished I had caught onto her before it got to here…"

"Well, we left out the part about you beating me up." Light said. "As far as the cops know, you were with us when she pulled a knife on us."

"You lied to the cops to protect me? How sweet."

"Oh, you want me to tell them?!"

"You ain't got the balls!"

"Ladies, please! Miss Dust, if you continue to agitate the patient I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

"Sorry." She sighed, crossing her arms as the nurse pushed past her.

"Miss Thunder, you're going to have to not move around as much. You have a long road ahead of you."

"How bad is it?" She asked, looking up.

"Luckily it wasn't too bad." She explained. "But you're going to have issues walking around when you're cleared. It'll pull at the wound, unfortunately, so you're going to be on bed rest for a few weeks."

"Ugh, call the bitch up, tell her to kill me this time." She groaned.

"That topic is no laughing matter. Especially with your friends having waited for you." The nurse chided, Lightning's arms were still crossed, and it was then that she noticed the sleeves of the teal jacket she wore were a deep red. Along with the stomach of her shirt.

"You been here the whole time?"

"We aren't her friends." Lightning said flatly. "Just wanted to make sure she didn't die."

"And yet you haven't left." The nurse smiled over her shoulder.

"ROLL?!" The door opened and a manic girl stood in its threshold. Her hair was stuck to her face as she panted, her eyes going from Light to Roll to the nurse before she stomped forward to the taller athlete. She eyed the blood on her and looked to Rolling Thunder again.

"Down, girl. She didn't do it." Roll chuckled before hissing in pain.

"Right...she wouldn't be in the room if that were the case." She told herself. "What happened?"

"Redhead's ex stabbed me."

"I gathered that!" She huffed. "Why?"

"Because I wouldn't let her cut up Lightning."

"You're a fucking idiot...I told you not to get involved with her."

"Yeah, yeah." She shrugged, one hand resting atop the wound.

"Stop moving, damn." Lightning huffed. "Fleet, I'm gonna head out now that you're here."

"Thanks Light. You're alright."

"Whatever." She looked to Roll again. "I'll be back by to check on you. Don't do anything stupid and get kicked out of here." She put her hands in her pockets. "You owe me a new hoodie by the way."

"Put it on my tab." Roll waved.

She led Moondancer out, who waved to the bedridden girl before joining her.

***

"You've been quiet...you okay?" She asked, looking to the shorter girl. "I get that we were in a bit of a bind...but-"

"I was scared, seeing her do that...she was never that unstable."

"You sure? That was definitely planned. She hasn't hurt you before the locker thing...has she?"

The silence between them was deafening.

"Moon-"

"It's in the past now."

"I know it ain't my place to talk about keeping stuff to yourself," She sighed before putting her arm around her shoulders. "She's not gonna hurt you ever again."

Moondancer leaned against her as they walked. "Thanks." She mumbled softly.

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Chapter 1. Meeting my...'Crew'?

The second bell of the day rang. The students stood and exited the class room. A quiet bookworm stood and shuffled out after everyone had left. She adjusted her glasses, staring at the floor as she walked.

Conversations and laughing surrounded her as she passed her classmates. She stopped, looking at her locker door in shock. A homophobic slur in black paint across it. She bit her lip. No one knew about that...did they? She felt herself go rigid when a voice spoke up.

“S'a matter, Moondancer?” A hand clamped onto her shoulder. “Was that a secret?” The girl asked, grinning maliciously.

“I-I don't know what led you to believe…” She spoke, her voice watery as she bit back the fear.

“Come off it. I betcha yer gay ass just ain't got a real lay before.” She sneered. “C'mon, I know a few guys who'd love to change that.”

“Let go of me.” She shrank, her chin slipping into the collar of her sweater, looking to her left and right for an escape.

“No, you dy-” The words died on her lips as a fist connected with the bully's cheek, knocking her to the ground. She slid into the lockers from the force of the hit.

“Back the fuck off, before I rearrange your face.” The athlete spoke, standing in front of Moondancer, sliding her hand out of her jacket pocket. Her spiked, amber and gold hair was the first thing Moondancer noted. She recognized her from the soccer team.

“Gonna defend yer girlfriend, Lightning?” The bully sniffed, her face already swelling.

“No one else seems to wanna do anything. I ain't letting it slide.” She barked. “Now leave. I won't warn you a third time.”

The girl pulled herself up, her glare faltering to a look of concern before she took off down the hall.

Moondancer saw the tension leave her body… Lightning turned to face her. “If she ever bothers you again. Call me.” She said, patting her shoulder. “I've got your back.”

Moondancer blushed, looking up at her.

“Get your books.” She added, leaning against the locker to wait for her. The bespectacled girl rushed into action, taking out her books and closing it to see the word again.

“There's nothing wrong with it.” Lightning said simply. “Don't ever let them make you think there is.”

“Thanks…”

“Anytime.” Lightning smiled, pushing off the lockers, walking with her to her next class. “I'm a bit away...so wait a few minutes and I'll be here after class to walk with you.”

“I appreciate this...but why?”

“I need a reason..? How about...people shouldn't treat you like that, and they won’t anymore, because I am here.” She grinned down at her.

“Thank you…” The reserved girl quietly mumbled.

***

As promised, Lightning Dust strolled to the door, peeking in to see Moondancer waiting. She stood and walked with her. The athlete had her hands in her jacket pockets as she walked. “Why did they go after you? That bitch been an issue for you before?”

“K-Kinda.” She adjusted her glasses. “Listen, I appreciate this...but you're just going to get yourself in trouble because she won't stop…”

“Don't care.” She shrugged. “I'm through letting bullying slide. Ever since Sunset chilled out, we've been relatively good…” She looked over to her. “You don't have to think of it as anything other than me being your muscle for the time being if that helps.”

“I...don't mind it...but are you sure I'm worth the trouble?”

“No doubt.” She said simply. “You don't bother anyone...and keep to yourself. You're an easy target because you don't have a circle of friends.” She explained. “But that changes today.” She smirked. “You busy after classes? I want to introduce you to some of my friends.”

“I'm...not. Sure. I mean!” She groaned. “‘I'm not 'busy’, and 'sure’.” She clarified.

“Awesome. Isn't this your class?” She asked, Moondancer nodded.

“Thank you.” She turned to enter.

“Lightning!” A scratchy voice shouted.

“Yeah?” She turned to face a slightly shorter girl with rainbow hair.

“What happened? I heard you got into another fight, dude!” She crossed her arms.

"Listen, it was justified.” She shrugged.

“Tell me how cracking someone's jaw is justified.”

She glanced to Moondancer. “Its okay. I'm not in trouble.” She assured her, motioning her to go in before she looked to Dash and motioned her to follow.

Moondancer took her seat, watching the two walk away from the door.

***

Dash looked at the locker with a slack jaw. “What the fuck is wrong with her?” She asked, anger building as she thought it over.

“Outed her in front of everyone...and like this.” Lightning stood beside her.

“I'll talk to Vice-Principal Luna...take pictures we need proof. She'll be on your side.

“I've got pictures, and I recorded it...before I had to step in.” She said.

“And you chose to step in-”

“When I was sure it was going to escalate.” She crossed her arms. “Dunno why she wanted it to be a secret. But that's for her to decide. Not that bitch's.” She said. “And she mentioned guy friends who would help 'fix’ her...I saw red.” She admitted.

“You did the right thing, Dust. We need to find out how she knew about it...see if you can talk to Moondancer about it. Send me those videos. It's best if I talk to Luna sooner than later.”

“Thanks, cap.”

***

Moondancer exited the classroom, her new friend standing by the door.

“Hello.” She said.

“Yo. Last class, eh. Ready to get home?”

“Not...really.”

“Why not?”

“If...this got back to my parents…they'd disown me. I-It's not true by the way…” She assured.

“Dude. My captain is gay. Dating Sunset. My best friend is as well, I got no issues if you were or weren't. Right now? I'm keeping an eye on you. That bullying was not okay. Even Sunset didn't go that far.” She took out a small slip of paper. “Here. This is my number. If you want to talk outside of school...or don't feel safe somewhere…give me a ring.”

“Why...are you so protective of me? It doesn't make sense.”

“I lost a friend to stuff like this. He...didn't have the support we can give now.” She admitted. “Also, love is love...I don't want someone to be abused for what they find attractive.” She glanced back. “Sorry if I seem weird. Random chick just jumping into your life like this…”

“No, I really do appreciate it...no one's ever really cared...and I'm sorry about your friend.” She said quietly.

“Wait ‘til you meet the girls. You'll understand.” She pat her shoulder.

***

Lightning walked her to a table, five girls, four sitting around it. One stood in the opposite end.

“Girls, this is-”

“Moondancer.” The black haired one spoke. Her accent wasn't exactly posh...but it was proper. “One of the smartest girls in Canterlot High.” She took a sip from her drink before glancing over at her. “What are you bothering the poor girl for, Lightning? Forcing social interaction isn't very nice. Though your intentions may be good.” She scolded the athlete.

The girl was gently tapped by the girl beside her, electric blue hair...purple shades, she tilted her head to Lightning and shrugged.

“Fine, Vinyl. I will 'chill’.” She turned to Lightning. “I apologize.”

“No worries, Octavia...you were kinda right.” She looked down. “I didn't even ask you.”

“Its okay.” Moondancer said quietly.

“Hi!” The blonde waved, a bright smile on her face. “My friends call me Derpy.”

“That seems insensitive…” She adjusted her glasses. “Please tell me it's not due to your disability.”

She blinked her unfocused eyes. “Aww, no, no. It's because I'm kind of an airhead.” She giggled.

“Derpy is a sweetheart.” The mint haired girl spoke up. “My name is Lyra. Lyra Heartstrings, Canterlot High's leading Cryptozoologist.” She boasted.

“Don't you need to have made some kind of discovery to have that kind of claim, Lyra?” The girl beside her asked with a sigh. She had an accent to her voice...one Moondancer couldn't quite place.

She had a mix of blue and pink curly hair...and just being near her, Moondancer could pick up the scent of different candies.

“Bonnie~” Lyra whined, shaking her gently.

“Cut it out.” She groaned.

“That's BonBon. She's the resident team mom.” Derpy offered with a smile.

“I am not!”

“Bonnie, can we get ice cream on the way home?”

“No! You have to do your homework first!” She crossed her arms before freezing...then facepalming.

Moondancer looked to the blue haired girl, who waved with a smile.

“Moondancer, this is Vinyl. She has a brilliant musical mind, but her preferred style is...not for everyone.” Octavia said. The glasses didn't hide the touched expression on Vinyl's face, she smiled softly, looking at the girl beside her happily.

“Does she not speak?” Moondancer asked, taking a seat beside Lightning, who had sat during the introductions.

“Vinyl is mute, she texts often and can sign.” Octavia said. “The problem is, her wit is quick as a whip, but due to few understanding her...she gets her responses out much later.”

“You two seem close.” Moondancer noted, looking between them.

“We've been friends since we were about five.”

Vinyl nodded.

Moondancer smiled, turning to Vinyl, signing in some very inexperienced motions. The girl's eyes widened from behind her glasses.

Octavia smiled softly, making the correct motions Moondancer had tried to use. “You know the basics?” She asked.

“I try to have an understanding in things I find interesting…”

“What'd she say?” Lyra asked.

“Moondancer attempted to ask Vinyl to help teach her sign language.” Octavia explained before Vinyl signed something in response.

Moondancer caught one or two motions… “Thank you” and “yes”. But the others went over her head.

“I...understood a little.”

“She said she would love to help you and it means a lot to her that you are interested in learning how she speaks.” Octavia translated as Vinyl nodded eagerly.

“Of course!” The redhead smiled softly. Lightning rested her head on the palm of her hand, watching Moondancer talk. She looked over to her friends, BonBon giving her a knowing smirk.

“What is it, Bon?”

“Oh nothing.”

“Moonie! You like learning stuff, do you know about Cryptozoology?”

“You like saying that, don't you?” BonBon sighed.

“I do. I've actually looked into the existence of several creatures…”

Lyra gasped excitedly.

“No, no...not another one.” BonBon sighed.

“Have you ever been ghost hunting?!”

“Uh...yes, actually. With my mother.” She smiled.

“New best friend. Sorry Bon.” Lyra said.

“It's understandable…” she sighed again with a smile. “So Light. Since mine is more interested in someone else, what are you up to later?” She teased.

Lyra quickly hugged the now smug looking girl. “I'm sorry Bonnie! Don't be a meanie…”

“Thought I wasn't your best friend…”

“You know that's not the case!”

Moondancer giggled softly, Lightning smiling as well.

Vinyl signed something...which earned a smack from Octavia.

“Oh, what was that?! I oughtta…” Lyra got in Vinyl's face.

Vinyl held her hands up with a grin.

“Miss Dust, miss Dancer, may I have a word with you two?” A voice caught their attention. The group looked up to see Vice Principal Luna.

“Yes ma'am.” Moondancer said, standing. Lightning stood as well.

“Catch you girls later. Vinyl be nice.” She gave a half hearted warning.

Looking past the taller woman, she spotted the girl from before smirking, a taller girl sitting beside her, a scar across her left eye, and curly white hair, she waved with one hand, a cocky smirk matching the bully from before.

Lightning shot them a glare before following the VP out.

***

Lightning closed the door behind them as Moondancer took a seat.

“Miss Moondancer, first, I'd like to apologize for the incident this morning that you had to endure…” She said before looking up to Lightning, who chose to stand. “And thank you for your timely arrival. The culprit in question has already told me her accounts...Rainbow Dash explained your side and showed me your evidence.” She said. “I'm going to forego detention this once…but please refrain from violence in our halls.”

“Yes ma'am.” Lightning said.

“If anyone asks, I'm putting you on working detention. Until this matter is solved, please accompany Miss Moondancer.”

“Already on it.” The athlete saluted. “When I can't, I've got my crew looking after her.”

“Excellent. Until then, Miss Moondancer, I'm going to be keeping an eye on your locker and the culprit. She's clearly the aggressor. If she ever catches you alone, please come to us.”

“I will.” She nodded.

“And one last thing. A lot of teenagers are scared about the topic of sexuality, but I assure you, there is nothing to be ashamed of, either way. If you need to speak to someone, my door is open. But your new social group may also be able to shed some light on that.”

“What do you mean..?” She asked.

“Bonnie and Lyra are openly dating.” Lightning said. “They have been for almost a year now.”

“I didn't know.” Moondancer said quietly.

“Octavia helps them whenever they do argue…so they're cool with their relationship.”

“Vinyl too?”

“Vinyl's pretty chill. Dunno if you noticed.” She chuckled.

“I had noticed…”

“Are we excused?”

“Just don't get into any more fights...I can't play favorites, especially if you physically harm another student.” Luna frowned. “But yes, you're free to head home.”

***

Lightning and Moondancer walked down the halls. “Hey, wanna see if any of the girls are free?” She asked.

“I feel like I should go home…” Moondancer looked down, fiddling with her bag.

“Alright.” Lightning shrugged, “Do you feel comfortable enough to walk by yourself or would you like me coming along?”

“I'm not sure.” She admitted. “She's already headed to Luna about you, which means she's already trying to get you out of the equation.”

“I'm aware...but it'll take more than that. Promise.” She chuckled.

“Then...please walk me home.” She smiled up at the taller girl.

Lightning pat her shoulder, pushing open the door.

***

The athlete returned to town, headed towards her usual gym. ‘Whoever that girl had with her...I didn't recognize her.’ She mused as she walked.

“Well. Look at what we have here.” An unfamiliar voice spoke up as Light stopped, the accent was unique. She turned, looking over her shoulder. The girl was taller than her. “What do we ‘ave ‘ere? Some kinda tough fuckin’ cunt?” She sneered, leaning in.

“I don’t know who you are, but you’re skating on thin ice.”

“‘Thin ice’ She says.” Throwing her hands up a mocking motion. “Tough cunt wants ta fuckin’ sound like she’s more than a meat’ead.”

Lightning took a deep breath before turning. “Are you just gonna goad me into a fight, is that what this is?”

“Well, ‘at depends. Think ya can take me?”

“Without a doubt.” Lightning answered immediately, which earned a grin from the taller girl.

“Easy now. Weren’tcha told not ta start fights?”

“Walk away if you’re not gonna swing.”

The girl rolled her head as she chuckled, a sudden right hook hit Lightning’s jaw. She planted her feet and returned with her own, the taller girl recoiling slightly.

“Oof, tough cunt’s living up to her name…” She groaned.

She stepped forward, squaring up with her.

“HEY! You two start anything and I’m calling the cops!” A man said, leaning out of the door to the gym.

“Lucky you.” The girl grinned down at her.

“Keep thinking that.” Light smirked.

The taller girl turned, headed back down the street, Lightning heading into the gym.

Author's Note

And so begins my attempt at a multi chapter story...I hope its as good as I think it is. The nerves are what get me. :raritydespair:

So, we've got the cast pretty much introduced. Please look forward to the next chapter!