Author's Note

I'm weird when it comes to writing, like take a look at the last chapters posting date; March? It makes me laugh at how utterly lazy I am.

Fun fact, this chapter sat at 950 words for a whole seven months before I picked it back up.

Afterwards

I quickly cut the tension filled moment as I quickly trotted back into the room, a plate of drinks balanced onto my back. "I-im back!" I abruptly say and watch as prisma leans away from fluttershy and looked towards me, her eyes telling a different story.

"I uh, fluttershy! I hope you're ok with orange juice, it's all we had" I sheepishly say while looking away from prisma's glare and set the tray on the table.

Fluttershy, recovering from the moment responded as I turned and held out a rag to prisma. "O-h! Its fine, you really didnt have to go through the trouble!".

After prisma not so obviously snatched the rag away from me and started wiping the confetti off of her face, I gave fluttershy a strained smile. "No no, you're our guest!" I encouragingly say while pushing the tray closer to her. She looks at me with a small smile before reaching and grabbing onto one of the cups with a hoof, I weakly smiled back at her before glancing at Prisma than backed away from the table.

As fluttershy sat and took a few sips of the proffered orange juice, I awkwardly stood in front of both of them with my head a bit bowed.

I contemplated on what I would do to try and stave prisma from punishing me after fluttershy leaves, I chuckled slightly to myself as I suddenly noticed the shadow that trotted up to me. I flinched back and looked up to see prisma standing with the rag in her hoof, I glanced over to fluttershy who was looking at the both of us with strange look, the same strange look she gave us when she entered our house.

Flinching once I felt the damp rag now slapped over my muzzle, I heard prisma let out a small huff before small hoof steps were heard. I took the rag in a hoof and watched as prisma walked over to fluttershy and made a small motion with a hoof, she most likely spoke subtly because even from across the coffee table I couldn't hear what she said.

Though from prisma taking a glance back at me and fluttershy putting a hoof to her mouth and nodding, I tilted my head a bit before Prisma stepped back and fluttershy leaning forwards and placing her cup back down on the tray. She giggled slightly before getting up from her place on the couch and started towards the front door, I felt my heart race as I turned to a grinning purple unicorn.

"It was nice seeing you fluttershy!" my ears lower at her prisma's loud voice and as I look at fluttershy giving a small sheepish wave before bidding us goodbye, I feel myself start to shake as I hear the slight clip clop of prisma's hooves against the floor. Turning slowly, I watch as her tail disappear behind the corner leading into the kitchen and slowly start making my way towards the stairs, hoping she wouldn't notice.

Reaching the base of the stairs, I unfurled my wings and gave a few light flaps, turning around to check if she was behind me I gave a small sigh before floating my way up the stairs.

"Now.. where do you think you're running off to?" her voice would call out to me.

In retrospect, running from a unicorn that was twice your size and adept at using telekinesis, was inevitably going to lead to me getting hurt either way, though it was how she was going to hurt me that made my fear levels rise indefinitely.

Now, when I tried quickening the speed that I was making my way up the stairs, my prior thoughts were brought into light as I felt a painful tug at my tail before I jerked forwards in the air before finally stopping. I felt the tears start running as the grip on my tail started getting stronger, leading to my whole body getting slammed against the stairs before dragging me down all the way to the living room floor.

''Ugh!''

I groaned in pain as I lay there, her laughter was what flooded my ears as my body started shaking in complete fear, her laughter slowly came to a stop as she placed a hoof against my back and roughly rolled me over so I could face her properly ''Pr-prisM-'' I pitifully tried to object before she silenced me with her hoof.

"What'd I say?" she said while leaning down so that we were basically muzzle to muzzle, her hot breath impacting against my face with every huff she took.

I looked at her and stuttered an answer out.

SMACk I reeled back at the now stinging feeling of her hoof impacting against my face ''idiot! I told you this wasn't over! you really think that since that stupid friend of yours came over that I would really forget about this?!'' my eyes snapped shut as she continued with her verbal assault, the tears forcefully piercing their way through the tight seal my eyes had and started dripping down the sides of my face, even if she was a unicorn, she did work in a field where brute strength was needed. Yet, I could nothing but take the beating head on and try to tune out the loud and dangerous mare letting out all of her frustration through unnecessary violence, though I would never tell that to her face risking another beating after this one.

I persevered and continued to drag my minds focus away from my current situation and to more happy thoughts, a happy place you might say , but in the end its always just my imagination and never really going to come true.

It took a few moments of my focusing my mind on something else rather than the physical world, the noise started drifting away and my thoughts dissipated into nothing. It was at that moment that I registered myself falling into unconsciousness.

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The first thing my body felt and my receptors registered, was the feeling of wetness encasing the bottom half of my body. I couldn't bring myself to try and question why due to the sudden jolt of pain sparking from my mid section, I jerked forwards and let out a groan. The light splashing of water was heard and I gave out a raggedy sigh, my eyes opened and my blurry vision let me see the bottom half of my body in water.

What color the water was is what concerned and made me fearful. There was a good amount of blood mixed into the bath water I was sitting in, along with the dissenting soap suds. I blinked my eyes a few times before I was able to clear the sight in my right eye, my left eye refused to open further than just a few inches; lifting up a hoof to my face I recoiled immediately. Assuming from the warm and bruised feeling of my eye, the black eye prisma gave me had worsened.

Speaking of pris- my thoughts were shaken as my head turned to the sound of the bathroom door opening, and the sight of Prisma walking in with a towel made me shake. My breathing subconsciously quickened and I couldn't help but bring my bruised hoofs to my chest, looking up at her before glancing off to the side. I couldn't fathom why I was in the bathtub and why she even bothered to put me in here, was it pity? Or was there a little bit of the old prisma still there?

A Yelp was let out of my mouth as I felt the towel flop down onto my head, making me flinch automatically. The small huff of my marefiend was enough to make me flinch backwards once more, the water rippling from the disturbance. The huff turned into a sigh as the towel atop my head started moving in a slow manner, my eyes closed and I tried to stifle back the pitiful noise I wanted to let out. Her movements seemed to have aggravated an earlier wound to my head, It felt as if i were being sanded down with sand paper.

"..hold still.."

I froze at her monotone command, my gaze still lowered as I tried my best to not let the shaking of my body anger her any more than it already had. The scrubbing of the top of my head continued for a few more painful moments before she stopped, the towel was removed and I glanced upwards. Catching sight of the white towel being stained by a deep red substance, I shuddered at the sight.

"...I'm sorry.."

There was a brief silence as my own words registered in her mind, her movements seemed to stop before she quickly shot back. "Dont be.." before the sound of her horn igniting filled the room.

My eyes flicked upwards once more and caught sight of her lifting up a small case to her eye level, labeled with a red cross she opened it. A roll of what I assumed to be bandages were levitated out followed by a dark bottle, words too blurry for me to read them from where I was.

The two items were each respectively set on the rim of the tub as she closed the case and set it down next to her,I tentatively lifted one of my hooves upwards and feigned a touch at the top of my head. Wincing as the sensitive wound sent a jolt of pain through I set my hoof back into the water, turning my head slightly to take in prisma's form.

It was only now that I realized her hair was tied back into a small bun, leaving the small splotches of red visible to me. Though I wanted to question why there was so much blood, I already knew that it was my own.

"..now calm down.. I'm going to dab this on you-"

I felt the already tense situation get even more tense as I dipped my head back downwards, I could hear her huff once more before.

"Just hold still..."

Her hooves found their way to the top of my head and pressed down on it, my ears pressed against my head as my eyes closed.

As she continued with whatever she was doing, I let a single thought slips it's way into my main thought process.

Why the sudden flip in personality? She still had the edge in her voice, though why is she suddenly doing this?

Tbc.