“Shiiiiit dude, who the fuck did your makeup?” Sunset Shimmer asked half-jokingly, as she kneeled down beside Rainbow Dash. Rainbow Dash looked up at her through a bruised eye, glaring. Sunset chuckled nervously.

“Relax, it was a joke. You good dude? Need sum’n?” Sunset Shimmer asked, sitting beside Rainbow Dash upon the side of the car. Rainbow Dash was silent, simply looking straight at the wall ahead of them -- the spot where Lotus had rubbed his shoe into her face. Her brows furrowed further, and her fists tightened, despite the injuries.

“... It was the fucking the Death Lotus and their lil fuckin flower boy.” Rainbow Dash hissed, as she stared forward between slitted eyes. Her forehead wrinkled in rage.

“Damn, a bitch like you don’t go down easy. They jumped you, huh?” Sunset Shimmer sighed, looking forward with Rainbow Dash.

“That pussy knows he couldn’t handle me 1-on-1. And he thinks he some hot shit… Fuck that nigga.” Rainbow Dash growled.

“Yo,” Sunset Shimmer called. Rainbow Dash turned to her, and Sunset Shimmer paused momentarily, looking into her eyes.

“What?” Rainbow Dash responded aggressively, annoyed at the sudden silence.

“... You really boomin’, huh? Molly?” Sunset Shimmer asked, realizing how large her pupils were.

“A lotta weed… My girl smoked me out this morning.” Rainbow Dash replied, not wishing to disclose her behind-the-curtain habits with someone who was essentially a stranger.

Sunset Shimmer chuckled in response. She was amused that Rainbow Dash thought she was so innocent -- or that she seriously thought she was that ignorant.

“Nah homie, you not foolin’ nobody wit that shit. Ya eyes pink, yeah, but don’t nothin but uppers or psychs stretch ya pupils like that. Iss chill if you’on wanna tell me though, I’ll cool it.” Sunset Shimmer said. Rainbow Dash was silent for a while.

“... Amphetamine.” Rainbow Dash said, finally. Sunset Shimmer snapped her head towards Rainbow Dash.

“Wow, ain’t know you fuck wit it like that.” Sunset Shimmer responded with surprised haste. Then, she shrugged it off, quite literally. “How you feelin’? It hurt?” Sunset Shimmer asked, digging through her backpack.

“What the fuck does it look like?” Rainbow Dash hissed with aggression. Sunset Shimmer couldn’t help but laugh in response, as she pulled out a small pill bottle.

“I usually save these for the hype drills, but you might wanna take one right now.” Sunset Shimmer said, screwing it open and dropping a single blue pill into the palm of her hand.

“Open it up.” Sunset Shimmer instructed, holding the pill between her thumb and forefinger. Rainbow Dash looked up at her, unmoving. Sunset Shimmer sighed, before she shot forward one hand, and put three fingers and her thumb in Rainbow Dash’s mouth, extending them. For the brief moment her mouth was open, Sunset Shimmer dropped the pill in.

She grabbed a water bottle from Rainbow Dash’s bag and tossed it into her chest with playful aggression. Sunset Shimmer sat beside her once more, as Rainbow Dash silently chugged the bottle, swallowing the pill.

She looked over at Sunset Shimmer momentarily. Sunset Shimmer looked back at her. Rainbow Dash felt like she should say thank you, but didn’t know how to proceed. Sunset Shimmer, instead, simply chuckled and looked forward once more.

“Rest easy, those are perc 30s. You ain’t gon’ feel shit inna bit.” Sunset Shimmer said aloud, guessing that Rainbow Dash wanted to know what she consumed.

“And, it’s okay to say ‘thank you’ sometimes, you weird bitch.” Sunset Shimmer said with a low chuckle, fastening one book bag strap over her shoulder again, still sitting.

Rainbow Dash was conflicted. It was odd -- she wasn’t used to help from a near-stranger like this, and her brain was wired on the fact that she was supposed to be seen looking so ‘pussy’ in front of Sunset Shimmer, yet… she was here, calm, helping her.

“Yo,” Rainbow Dash called out. Sunset Shimmer looked over at her, a long pause carrying on.

“Wassup?” Sunset Shimmer asked.

“So you tryna push for this gang or nah?” Rainbow Dash asked. Sunset Shimmer sent a hardy chuckle.

“What’s your vision, man?” Sunset Shimmer asked. Rainbow Dash looked over at Sunset Shimmer.

“Windy ring a name?” Rainbow Dash asked. Her brows furrowed. Sunset Shimmer’s head twisted.

“Yeah, it was like that…” Rainbow Dash sighed. She continued, nonetheless.

“She never belonged to a gang -- she was just an OG doing her thing, not listening to nobody. She was my idol. She ain’t take shit from nobody till her dying breath.” Rainbow Dash said slowly and tenderly. Her eyes burned with fury-- she paused, as if she wanted to say more. But, instead, she simply clutched her “RD” chain, eyes burrowing further, as she continued on.

“The Death Lotus took her. So I’m gonna take them. Every one of them. Every last soul. Every bit of influence they have. Their resources, their families, their homes. I want them smoked and ashed like they did my mom.” Rainbow Dash said.

Sunset Shimmer stared forward at Rainbow Dash momentarily. Her clutch over her chain tightened.

“You’re gonna go against them?” Sunset Shimmer asked, as if revising the statement for her interrogatively.

“Ion think I stuttered, G. That’s the whole reason this gang started. So, you finna pull that weight or nah?” Rainbow Dash asked. Sunset Shimmer searched Rainbow Dash’s eyes once more, before smiling.

She stood, and in a second, she lifted her jet-black hoodie from the waste, revealing a gun on her waist. She flipped it out and held the barrel to Rainbow Dash’s head. Her smile widened, and Rainbow Dash’s brow raised, and her body tensed up. However, her finger laid off the trigger.

“Then, if that’s the case, I suggest you don’t get caught lacking again. I’on run for skinny dogs.” Sunset Shimmer said, as she unloaded the gun and flipped it so that she the handle was facing Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow Dash looked up at her momentarily, before looking back down at the gun and the clip. She reached for the gun, and as her hand took it, Sunset Shimmer held it firmly. Rainbow Dash looked up, and Sunset Shimmer tilted her head slightly with an expectant look.

“Thank… you…” Rainbow Dash said lowly. Sunset Shimmer smiled, letting go, as Rainbow Dash took the gun, and the clip after, reloading it.

“Ooohhh, you’re not new to a piece, huh?” Sunset Shimmer asked, watching Rainbow Dash handle it expertly.

“Momma wasn’t new to the game.” Rainbow Dash replied, checking it out. She clicked the safety on, and put it in her bag.

She noted mentally that she’d need to get a real jacket so that she could walk with it concealed in her waist.

They sat in silence for a while longer, before swift steps began stomping through the street. Rainbow Dash turned, and she saw a figure, mostly pink, running over towards her.

“RAINBOW DASH!!!” Pinkie Pie bawled out, sprinting towards the two.

Sunset Shimmer rubbed her ear from the yell, as Rainbow Dash chuckled sheepishly.

Pinkie Pie slid beside Rainbow Dash, hugging her. “Omigod! Are you okay?!” Pinkie Pie asked, twisting and turning Rainbow Dash’s head and limbs, examining her.

“Babe, like I said, I’m fine. Did y--”

“Bitch, this??” Pinkie Pie began, gesturing over Rainbow Dash’s bruised body. She looked over her gingerly, gently touching her bruises and gauging reactions.

“Is not okay!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed, as she pulled out two small bottles -- iodine and alcohol. She poured them into cloth, and began wiping Rainbow Dash down.

“Your girl? She’s a keeper.” Sunset Shimmer said, elbowing Rainbow Dash as she received tender treatment from Pinkie Pie.

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. Pinkie Pie looked down at Rainbow Dash’s leg, her worry deepening.

She partially covered Rainbow Dash’s face with medicated bandage, to cover and heal some of the bruises; only her eyes and mouth could be seen -- her nostrils were also clear.

“This is gonna be fucking embarrassing…” Rainbow Dash groaned out loud in detest.

“Shut, up, Rainbow Dash. Do you want this to heal, or not?” Pinkie Pie hissed with doting motherhood. She placed her jacket over Rainbow Dash’s leg, and lifted her body onto her lap. She pulled down her pants, and despite being underneath the jacket, Rainbow Dash couldn’t help but blush, being babied by Pinkie Pie on a sidewalk in front of Sunset.

Rainbow Dash swallowed, as she could accurately calculate, approximately all of her pride, as she attempted to simply speak past this scene.

“Act, normal…” Rainbow Dash thought, feeling her cheeks flushed, as Pinkie Pie lifted the coat from her side, away from Sunset, and began treating the nasty gash in her leg.

“So… if you’re giving me your piece, what the fuck’re you gonna do?” Rainbow Dash asked, her neck craned over towards Sunset.

Sunset was silent for a couple seconds, watching Rainbow Dash’s face. She seemed to sigh internally, stifling something. She looked up, and smiled.

“You know any street nigga worth they salt’re always two blickys a piece.” Sunset Shimmer chuckled. She dug in her jet-black hoodie, and out came another gun, this one looking a bit heavier than the one she handed Rainbow Dash.

“My favorite cannon. This pawn’s ahead of the game.” Sunset Shimmer chuckled, strapping it to her waist, like she did with the previous.

“I need some of that…” Rainbow Dash commented, her eyes beaming towards the gun.

“Mmph!” Pinkie Pie huffed, as she pulled Rainbow Dash’s pants back up. She removed her coat, and placed it back over her person.

Rainbow Dash patted her leg down. She couldn’t feel much, but she could tell that her leg was weaker. She wasn’t sure if Pinkie Pie did a great job healing her, the drugs were doing a great job kicking in, or a good mix of both.

“Whatever,” Rainbow Dash thought to herself, as she stood. Her leg wiggled for a second, but for the most part, she could use it. She’d have to be careful not to strain it, though, and that meant staying out of trouble…

Her brows furrowed, as her mind returned to the pale-skinned, pink haired girl. Her fists clutched.

“C’mon y’all, we late for class, ain’t we?” Rainbow Dash said, as she stomped off towards the direction of their high school.

Pinkie Pie grabbed her arm, and Sunset Shimmer hadn’t moved a step.

“Hold on, babe, I see you’re angry. We don’t need you making any rash decisions now.” Pinkie Pie stated, as she placed something in Rainbow Dash’s lips.

“Ohm, so you’m did brimg et.” Rainbow Dash said, with the spliff between her lips, as Pinkie Pie flicked it lit. She pulled, looking over at Sunset.

“Comin’? We can talk action while we walk.” Rainbow Dash offered. Sunset Shimmer looked as if she was pondering upon something. She paused to look on her phone. Her fingers tapped the screen at lightning speed for several seconds, before she closed it, and placed it back in her pockets.

“Yeah, let’s go.” Sunset Shimmer said with a smile, as she walked forward with the two.

“How’s the leg, Dashie?” Pinkie Pie asked, leaning her shoulder into Rainbow Dash affectionately.

“Good enough to withstand you.” Rainbow Dash chuckled, as she stretched her hand around Pinkie Pie’s shoulders and neck, holding out the spliff towards Sunset. She flicked her head towards it. “Go ‘head.” Rainbow Dash encouraged.

Sunset chuckled. “Pregame ain’t bad.” She grabbed the spliff, and pulled.

“So, Sunset, whatchu’ know bout the Pirus and Crips?” Rainbow Dash asked, feeling her eyes become cakey once more.

“The only other two gangs worth their salt in this one-sided turf war against the Death Lotus? Who the fuck lives in this city that doesn’t?” Sunset Shimmer said, pulling from the spliff once more. She passed it to Pinkie Pie, who took it expeditiously.

“We need footsoldiers, y’know…?” Rainbow Dash began, looking over at Sunset. Pinkie Pie pulled, looking up at Rainbow Dash.

“And you think they just gonna give it up?” Sunset Shimmer asked. Pinkie Pie exhaled, looking over at Sunset Shimmer.

“Of course not. We’re gonna take it.” Rainbow Dash scoffed, as if the answer was so obvious. Pinkie Pie pulled once again, looking up at Rainbow Dash.

“Uh-huh… And you’re gonna do that, how, exactly?” Sunset Shimmer inquired, twisting her head. Pinkie Pie passed the spliff back to Rainbow Dash, exhaling once again.

“We’re like three people deep, how you think we gonna take two gangs with over fifty members each?” Sunset Shimmer laughed.

Rainbow Dash sucked on the spliff deeply, pondering upon how to word her already-crafted response.

“We strike the head, immediately. Whether it converts or has to be destroyed, leaves us plenty of control either way.”

Rainbow Dash stated, as she blew out a cloud of smoke.

Pinkie Pie and Sunset Shimmer were silent, looking between each other, sharing the same look of skepticism.

“That’s a grand penultimate plan, but we need stepping stones homie. How we gonna locate anyone? Get information? Get weapons? And, lemme reiterate -- three people ain’t enough!” Sunset Shimmer stated, raising her arms in frustration.

“She’s right, Dashie. We gotta do some groundwork.” Pinkie Pie stated. Rainbow Dash groaned, passing the spliff back to Sunset Shimmer.

“You know anyone, piss-hair?” Rainbow Dash asked in an annoyed snarl. She chuckled, pulling. As she exhaled, she grew the cockiest smile one could possibly wear.

“I happen to know someone, who also knows someone, that’s perfect for this kind of work. I’m glad you actually asked for help, Rainbow Dash.” Sunset Shimmer teased.

“Are they trustworthy?” Rainbow Dash interrogated, looking directly into Sunset Shimmer’s eyes. She pulled from the spliff once more, before passing it to Pinkie Pie.

“I trust ‘em with my life. They’ll get the job done, we’re all sisters at the end of the day.” Sunset Shimmer reassured. Rainbow Dash was pleased, nodding.

Pinkie Pie tried to pass the spliff back to Rainbow Dash, but she shook her head, feeling her intoxications twist and turn her reality. She had had enough, surely.

“Naw, you can clip that, babes. We almost at school ‘bout now, anyways. Got like 3 more blocks from here.” Rainbow Dash said, shaking her head.

“Oh, say word? Lemme go grab my girls, they’on start till two periods later, so they prolly still coolin’. Lemme hit you later, iigh?” Sunset Shimmer said, standing off from the two.

She walked up towards Rainbow Dash. “And, stay out of trouble, iigh Rowdy?” Sunset Shimmer teased, rubbing Rainbow Dash’s hair. Rainbow Dash frowned, gritting her teeth at her.

“But, more importantly, if you got to, use that clip I gave you to put a few holes in a nigga that tries you, huh?” Sunset Shimmer said a little more lowly, patting Rainbow Dash on the shoulder with a hearty chuckle.

“Ain’t need to tell me that twice. Hit my line, homie, we soon link up.” Rainbow Dash called out, walking ahead with Pinkie Pie. Sunset Shimmer waved them both off.

Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie walked on in silence for some seconds, before Pinkie Pie broke the silence.

“So… she seems cool. She helped you out?” Pinkie Pie asked. Rainbow Dash looked down at Pinkie Pie with a wide smile.

“I think we gained an important ally today, Pinkie Pie.” Rainbow Dash chuckled. Her steps were wobbly. Pinkie Pie could tell she was intoxicated. She’d have to keep close watch over her today.

“She give you something?” Pinkie Pie asked, tilting her head. Rainbow Dash looked over to her with lazy eyes.

“A perc 30. Whatever that is.” Rainbow Dash replied. Pinkie Pie hummed in response, not quite what she was asking. She chuckled shortly after, mulling over the silly response only a high person would give. Then, Rainbow Dash continued.

“But, babe, you know, we can’t let her do all the work, right?” Rainbow Dash spoke. Pinkie Pie hummed again looking up.

“She said she’on eat for skinny dogs. We gotta eat, too. Let’s put in work today, iigh?” Rainbow Dash said, as they came within view of the school.

“Yeah, I’m down. What you got in mind?” Pinkie Pie asked, as she flicked the spliff away. She went back to leaning affectionately on Rainbow Dash’s side.

“... You know a pink-haired, pale yellow-skinned jawn? She kinda cute, too…” Rainbow Dash asked, as Pinkie Pie looked up in thought…

[Nearly 20 minutes later…]

Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash walked into the classroom. The teacher paused momentarily, staring at the two.

“Finally joining us for class, you troublesome duo?” Ms. Cheerilee said disapprovingly, a brow raised.

“We’re sorry, we got… caught up.” Pinkie Pie apologized, scratching the back of her head with a sheepish laugh. She left an apple on her desk and began dragging Rainbow Dash to her desk.

“Caught up, haha!” a boy in the back laughed. Rainbow Dash’s eyes beamed towards the back of the class. It was inconvenient sharing so many classes with this clown.

“Lotus, quiet down now, you know we don’t have this nonsense in my class. I will have you sent straight to the Principals.” Ms. Cheerilee piped up immediately. Lotus grunted, frowned, and continued leaning back in his seat, kicking his feet up on the desk.

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. Such a fake display of machoism, she thought, scoffing. She was thankful for Ms. Cheerilee, though. She had a close relationship with not only the Principals, but her late mother. Rainbow Dash sent her a weak smile, and she waved in return, wiggling her fingers at her.

She had put two and two together quite quickly, and wanted to settle any tension as quickly as possible. She looked worriedly between the clearly beaten up Rainbow Dash, and the gossiping boys in the back.

Pinkie Pie sat Rainbow Dash and herself near the window, on the far side of Lotus and his other boys in Orange. This was a double period, but next period was study hall, where Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash would be staying here, with Ms. Cheerilee. They were ‘home’ for three periods, and these goons would be leaving them for the third.

“So, you two, I expect you both have the homework?” Ms. Cheerilee said, walking over to their desk with her hand out. Rainbow Dash’s face paused -- she had been too caught up, she totally forgot…!

“Um, I may have f--”

“We both, have it, no problem!” Pinkie Pie said assertively, nudging Rainbow Dash, interrupting her.

“Just check Rainbow Dash, we did it this morning, remember…?” Pinkie Pie said again. Rainbow Dash raised a brow and searched her bag. She pulled out a folder, and slipped out 2 worksheets. She stared at them, looking them over, surprised to see all of the problems and explanations filled out.

“This beat bitch still had time to do her homework? Impressive.” Lotus laughed in the back.

Rainbow Dash craned her neck lazily towards Lotus as she handed over the worksheets to Ms. Cheerilee. She chuckled.

Truly, she seethed with rage inside, but she respected Ms. Cheerilee too much to respond how she wanted, and she was feeling pretty ‘dulled’ otherwise.

Pinkie Pie took out her own 2 sheets. Ms. Cheerilee collected the homework, and handed them another 2 worksheets each in return, glaring Lotus off as she returned to the front of the classroom. Rainbow Dash turned back to Pinkie Pie, leaning on the desk.

“When the heck did you have time for that?” Rainbow Dash asked, scratching her head.

“Silly, you’re always so busy! The least I could do is complete your homework if you forget. I usually get mine during study or lunch anyways.” Pinkie Pie shrugged.

“Shit… Thanks babe. You’re always looking out for me...” Rainbow Dash smiled, as she sank back in her seat. Pinkie Pie leaned over to her lazy-postured girlfriend, and cleared her throat.

“So, babes, what’d you want with that Fluttershy girl anyway?” Pinkie Pie asked, her hand over her lap.

That question seemed to wring Rainbow Dash to life just a little, as she sat back up slightly. Ms. Cheerilee had now returned to teaching, as the two chatted away quietly.

“Just wanted to have a chat with her, that’s all.” Rainbow Dash said with a small smile.

“Yeah? And what’s that gonna do for us? How’re we gonna eat today?” Pinkie Pie interrogated.

“You said we gotta do groundwork, right? Well, since you said she’s alone with us in study-hall with no other orange idiots, we can talk to her… She’s probably a lot more interesting than you think, babes.” Rainbow Dash began, her small smile widening into a grin.

“Yeah? You think so?” Pinkie Pie asked, tilting her head once more. Rainbow Dash looked down at her, her grin widening into a devious smirk.

“Oh, I’m sure. Too bad it’s only one period, forty minutes just won’t be enough time to chat with her.” Rainbow Dash said, her voice getting low. She paused, and then leaned back in her seat again.

“C’mon, let’s pay attention. I don’t wanna fuck up and miss this again.” Rainbow Dash said, as she pulled her seat up and picked up her pen, trying her best to focus.

Pinkie Pie couldn’t help but giggle. She just had to see Rainbow Dash’s notes after this class, she thought amusedly.

[1 Hour Later…]

Rainbow Dash yawned and stretched in her chair. Ms. Cheerilee turned around and eyed her.

“I’m sorry, Rainbow Dash, am I boring you? We still have another period together, you know.” Ms. Cheerilee said, her hands on her hips. Rainbow Dash shook her head.

“Not at all, Ms. Cheerilee. Go ahead.” Rainbow Dash said back, sitting up straight once more. Pinkie Pie peeked over her shoulder at her notes -- they were surprisingly consistent, albeit inevitably sloppy and a tad sprawled. Pinkie Pie could tell that Rainbow Dash was focused, and it wasn’t necessarily on the classwork.

“Thank you.” Ms. Cheerilee stated. As she turned, the bell rang, and students began filtering out in no time at all.

“Don’t forget, you all received your homework in the beginning of class, so no excuses!” Ms. Cheerilee called out from her desk, beyond the bustling students.

“Okay, babe, I need you to do me a favor, okay?” Rainbow Dash asked, grabbing Pinkie Pie’s hands suddenly. Pinkie Pie nodded, looking up at Rainbow Dash with puppy-dog eyes.

She suddenly grabbed Pinkie Pie close, and began unzipping her coat. She smirked in Pinkie Pie’s face as she took one arm out of it. Pinkie Pie couldn’t help but blush, and Ms. Cheerilee watched the two suspiciously.

“R-Rainbow D--”

“Shh. I need this.” Rainbow Dash said with a small chuckle, having her fun. She leaned in, kissing Pinkie Pie on the lips shortly, while removing the coat, and placing it on her own person, leaving the expecting Pinkie Pie in a hot daze. She covered her arms with a deep blush.

“I’m gonna take a quick nap. Sit with that Fluttershy girl and chat as usual, mmkai babes?” Rainbow Dash asked, looking between her and the door to see if the girl had made it yet.

Pinkie Pie nodded slowly, understanding what Rainbow Dash wanted, but was still confused as to the particular intent. Still, she would parade this far, only because she was still immediately present to stop Rainbow Dash from getting into any trouble, if need be.

“Good. Thank you, babe.” Rainbow Dash said, leaning over and kissing her forehead, before placing her head down on the desk, and concealing herself with the hoodie.

Rainbow Dash inhaled deeply… and then exhaled deeply. She closed her eyes, and felt her mind twist and spin in the intoxications. She heard the many voices in her study hall period. She usually fully napped, but this time, she would have to listen -- she tried her best to focus in.

“... Fluttershy… over here!”

Rainbow Dash could hear Pinkie Pie call out. This was it, Rainbow Dash thought!

However, there was a long, long silence. Finally, Rainbow Dash heard a chair slide, and somebody sit at their desk.

“That was a long pause…” Rainbow Dash thought to herself, wiggling her fingers as she struggled to listen.

“How was your morning?” Pinkie Pie asked with her usual exuberance, and a straight-laced voice. She did well at concealing her intoxication, Rainbow Dash thought, much unlike herself.

“It was… um… good… I got a ride.” Rainbow Dash heard a girl, presumably Fluttershy, spoke. She sounded quiet, and timid.

Rainbow Dash was unsure if this was the girl -- surely, Lotus’ girlfriend wasn’t so… soft?

“Oh yeah? That’s nice! I hopped my way along today with my girlfriend!” Pinkie Pie declared aloud with such sureness and confidence that Rainbow Dash couldn’t help but feel her cheeks flushed.

“Yeah? That sounds wonderful!” Fluttershy exclaimed softly. Rainbow Dash could hear her hands clasp together gently.

“... She can’t be…” Rainbow Dash thought, shuffling gently as she tried to softly clear her throat.

“Isn’t it? But, she got a little battered up today… That really sucked!” Pinkie Pie said, her tone lowering in a tinge of sadness.

Another long silence ensued, and Rainbow Dash felt caution in her entire body trigger.

“W-who’s your f-friend borrowing y-y-your c-coat?” Rainbow Dash could hear the girl stutter out. It was now, or never, while they had the cover of the bustling classroom.

Rainbow Dash suddenly shot up from beneath the pink coat, and she locked eyes with the cyan colored orbs across from her. She felt her blood seethe and boil, but in an instant, she calmed herself -- she had to be level-headed about this, like Pinkie Pie had warned her.

“Eep!” The girl shrieked, which surprised Pinkie Pie, and amused Rainbow Dash -- the shriek was much more quiet than the classroom, however, Ms. Cheerilee eyed the situation.

“It’s nice to meet you.” Rainbow Dash said slowly and cooly, as she leaned forward.

“Ubuh-um-uh…” The girl stuttered, backing in her seat as far as she could. Her eyes seemed to dart back and forth in short spaces.

“Relax. I just want to talk. Your boyfriend doesn’t have to know about this, okay?” Rainbow Dash said, as she stood, and walked around the desk. She sat her chair beside Fluttershy, now trapping in between herself and Pinkie Pie. Fluttershy seemed to sink in her chair.

“T-t-t-t-this is your g-g-girlf-friend, P-Pinkie Pie…?” Fluttershy squeaked out.

“Yeah… And I think I’m starting to put two and two together here…” Pinkie Pie stated, her arms crossed, as she looked down between Fluttershy and up at Rainbow Dash.

“No harm, no foul. Ion want any trouble… right now. Listen, it’s simple. I just want to talk, so loosen up, alright?” Rainbow Dash said in an icy, commanding tone. The girl’s eyes froze over, and she immediately stiffened up in her chair, looking down at the desk, trying to appear as normal as possible.

“That’s more like it. Relax, you’re fine. I just need you to keep shut about this interaction, and future interactions. Now, let’s chat. Who are you?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“Fluttersh--”

“Cut the bullshit, I know your fucking name. Who, are you?” Rainbow Dash asked again, more aggressively. Pinkie Pie put her hand over Fluttershy onto Rainbow Dash’s shoulder, shaking her head, as she looked at Fluttershy, who’s body had begun shaking silently. A single tear streaked down to her chin.

Rainbow Dash groaned in frustration backing off from Fluttershy as she sat straight in her seat again.

“Fluttershy, relax… I promise, we’re not gonna hurt you, and that guy won’t find out about this. We just need your help, okay?” Pinkie Pie whispered to her slowly and gently, rubbing her shoulder.

Fluttershy sniffed, and nodded, as Pinkie Pie wiped her face.

“Okay, now, like I was asking… who are you? What are you to that chump?” Rainbow Dash asked once more, this time calmer than previously.

“... I-I’m his piece? His girl? His… bitch?” Fluttershy said, her eyes not moving from the desk, as her hands raised and clasped together on the desk beside her. They seemed to squeeze together.

“And? What’s your connection to him, really?” Rainbow Dash interrogated, as she leaned forward once more.

“I-I… I d-don’t know…” Fluttershy said again, as her body shook once more. Her hands tightened even further.

“H-he… I-I’m his… H-his...” Fluttershy began once again, as her eyes glistened, tears threatening to fall.

Pinkie Pie’s pupils shrunk, and her own eyes widened. She pushed Rainbow Dash back momentarily, and waved her hand by her throat, signaling to cut those questions.

“It’s fine. Forget it. Ask something useful, Rainbow Dash. This is going nowhere, and we’re already about twelve minutes in.” Pinkie Pie advised, as she rubbed Fluttershy’s back gently.

Rainbow Dash breathed in slowly, and exhaled even slower, containing herself.

“Do you know anything that might be useful to say… gangs opposing the Death Lotus? You think you could leak some information to us?” Rainbow Dash asked. Fluttershy looked up for the first time. She nodded slowly.

“Good. But, before we talk, I need to decide something. So let me ask you a few questions.” Rainbow Dash said, her tone becoming serious.

“Look at me.” Rainbow Dash began. The girl seemed to shiver, but nonetheless, she obeyed the command.

“Sit back. Loosen up. I need you calm, at peace for this. I want you to be honest, and cool.” Rainbow Dash said. This time, her words came out much calmer, and though her glare burned, her face was otherwise calm and lax. Fluttershy obeyed, though she still felt inferior underneath her presence.

“Good. Listen, do you believe in auras? Like, how you can feel something?” Rainbow Dash asked. Fluttershy looked her silently for a few seconds, mouth slightly agape. She then silently nodded.

“I can feel something ‘bout you. You… You’re not what I thought you were, and what I felt earlier, well… I could just be soft and fuzzy right now, but something tells me you’re not even about that. So, do you even like that guy?” Rainbow Dash asked, with a heaving sigh. She had resigned her anger towards the girl.

Fluttershy’s mouth opened immediately, as if she wanted to say something, but then it shut. She looked towards the door, as if expecting something, but nobody came. She looked back towards Rainbow Dash, and shook her head vigorously.

“I see. You don’t gotta explain shit to me, but that must mean you wanna take him down, too, right?” Rainbow Dash asked, leaning forward.

“Oh, absolutely!” Fluttershy spoke for the first time, softly, but firmly, holding her hand to her chest.

Rainbow Dash grinned. She pulled her bag into her lap, trapped into view by herself, Fluttershy, and the desk, she opened it, revealing the gun. She smirked into Fluttershy’s face, leaning in slightly. Pinkie Pie looked on with focused eyes.

“We can protect you. You tryna push some real work for us, and join the gang?” Rainbow Dash asked.

Fluttershy seemed to freeze up. She looked around anxiously -- nobody seemed to be paying attention to them.

“Rainbow Dash, I thi--”

Pinkie Pie had begun talking, but suddenly, Fluttershy leaned forward, and grabbed Rainbow Dash’s hand with both of her palms.

“For once, I have a decision. If you can help me get out of this alive, I trust you. I’ll do it.” Fluttershy said with a tone of despair.

Rainbow Dash smiled. She held Fluttershy’s hands in response.

“We’ll talk more, later. Are you home alone?” Rainbow Dash asked. Fluttershy nodded, pulling away from Rainbow Dash.

“Take down this number.” Rainbow Dash instructed, as Fluttershy took out her phone. She repeated some digits, and Fluttershy copied them down.

“We’ll talk more tonight and tomorrow, yeah?” Rainbow Dash asked. She nodded silently.

“Hey, Fluttershy?” Rainbow Dash called, as Fluttershy looked up once again.

“You’re in good hands. With friends now, so don’t feel responsible for anything, okay?” Rainbow Dash said in a foreshadowing manner. Fluttershy paused momentarily, and then nodded, a small smile tugging at her lips.

Then, the bell rang. The students began rushing out, and Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy themselves began gathering their things.

Pinkie Pie, who was already prepared to leave, stood, and faced towards the door. She could’ve sworn through the bustle of students, that she saw someone in a jet-black hoodie rushing out. Her eyes widened slightly. She rubbed them, and looked again to be sure, but could only see blurs. She shrugged it off, assuming her intoxication was to blame.

“Hmm, shadows wouldn’t be so soon…” Pinkie Pie thought, as she turned back to Rainbow Dash.

“Yo, you ready, Dashie?” Pinkie Pie called.

“Just about.” Rainbow Dash said, as she strapped her bag on. She joined Pinkie Pie.

“See you.” Rainbow Dash waved off Fluttershy. Pinkie Pie waved her off as well, as she rushed out of the door.

“Told you we’d eat, too.” Rainbow Dash chuckled, nudging Pinkie Pie. She giggled.

“I suppose you always find a way to work your charm.” Pinkie Pie replied.

“So we got Luna for History next, lunch, and then that old bag for economics which is just a reading elective anyways, then we’re done, huh?” Rainbow Dash asked with a slight drawl as she and Pinkie Pie exited the classroom.

“Yep, yep, and yep.” Pinkie Pie checked off. She looked both ways intently, trying to see for the black hoodie, to no avail.

“Shit… Think Luna gon’ let me nap?” Rainbow Dash asked, as they made their way to the stairs -- she was the next floor up. Pinkie Pie shook her head.

Suddenly her phone lit up. She pulled it out, and her eyes widened, and she put pep in her step.

“Nevermind. It’s piss-hair. She’s got ‘em. We’re gonna skip old bag and meet ‘em.” Rainbow Dash said, as she rushed to the next class.

“Oh?” Pinkie Pie called, as she rushed after the suddenly energetic Rainbow Dash -- she was a flip-switch, really, Pinkie Pie thought.

“Yeah, c’mon, let’s not be late, I don’t need Luna up my ass, too!” Rainbow Dash called, as she hopped up to the top of the steps hyperly. Pinkie Pie bounced up after her.

[45 minutes later…]

Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and a slew of other students filtered out of the classroom. Rainbow Dash groaned -- the bell had rang 3 minutes ago, Luna always kept them late.

“Alright, I’m gon’ see if those niggas can meet me early, babes. Cool to skip lunch?” Rainbow Dash asked. Pinkie Pie looked up at her and nodded. She pulled out a candy bar from her coat pocket and began munching.

“I’ll be fine.” Pinkie Pie said, nibbling away. Rainbow Dash nodded in approval, beginning to text away. The two leaned against the lockers, as the hallways cleared.

“She said to come to the cafeteria.” Rainbow Dash said, with a sigh, as she kicked off the wall, looking towards the stairs.

“Ironic. Alright, let’s go.” Pinkie Pie chuckled, as they made their way to the cafeteria. They descended to the ground floor, and made their way to the center, where the cafeteria was located. It was full of chatty students, the air shaking with voices.

“The fuck are they…?” Rainbow Dash thought aloud. Her phone vibrated again, and she read it.

“Over in the corner, fag-hair.” Rainbow Dash’s eyebrow twitched. She made a crooked smile as she pulled Pinkie Pie along with her to the corner of the cafeteria. She finally saw ‘piss-hair’, and two other girls she had not yet met before -- all were in jet-black hoodies, the hoodies only halfway over their heads, still concealing them to an extent.

Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie took a seat on opposite sides, fully concealing the group from the outside view.

“What’s good, piss-hair. These your two ball-tuggers?” Rainbow Dash asked with an amused chuckle.

“Starlight Glimmer,” one spoke up, reaching her arm over the table, holding out her palm. She had purple hair with a cyan streak, and deep lavender eyes.

“Rainbow Dash.” Rainbow Dash greeted, slapping her palm and dapping her up, both pulled back, and looked expectantly at the party that had not yet been introduced.

“Trixie, Lulamoon.” The other spoke up, with pale blue hair and grayish-violet eyes, extending her arm.

“Pinkie Pie.” Pinkie Pie spoke up, extending her palm to slap Trixie’s own and dapping her up.

“Great, we’re all buddies now. Good to see you’re still bumping, Rainbow Dash.” Sunset Shimmer joked with a small chuckle.

“So, what’s the plan? What do these two pussies do for us?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“This bitch’s got some lip. You don’t train your dogs anymore, Sunset?” Starlight Glimmer spoke up.

“You got somethin’ you’d like to say, hoe?” Rainbow Dash retorted, leaning over the desk. Pinkie Pie immediately dragged her back down.

“I suggest we all make nice, because we’re going to be doing a lot of work. These guys skipped their entire day of class to get us some very useful intel, Rainbow Dash. So, I suggest you check yourself and approach your allies with some respect.” Sunset Shimmer lectured, slapping her palm on the table.

“... Should’ve just said that, then…” Rainbow Dash muttered. “Well?” She asked expectantly.

“We’ve got some news on the big dog of the Crips. You know her?” Trixie asked.

“Not really. I know what she look like -- big, burly, dyke ass bitch, ain’t she?” Rainbow Dash said, trying to recall as much as she could from her memory.

“Her name’s Applejack. Heading her opposition, the Pirus, is her big brother, Big Macintosh. Needless to say, they’re both fighting a war on two fronts with the Flower boys in the mix -- however, the big brother’s territory is being trampled by the police, and it’s a matter of days before he’s found -- we suggest that in the time the Pirus cripples, we subjugate the Crips, and add everything to our own power once the chaos ensues.” Starlight Glimmer chimed in with an advanced explanation and rundown.

Rainbow Dash’s eyes seemed to beam and shine over in glory. “This is amazing! You guys really did your stuff! Alright, we’re gonna fucking trump this! So, what’s next?” Rainbow Dash asked, now leaning over her seat in anticipation.

“Well,” Sunset Shimmer began, as she, too, leaned forward. “Applejack just so happens to have this lunch period next, before her mandatory History class after… So, do with that information what you will.” Sunset Shimmer stated.

“Oh, I think you know exactly what I’m finna do…” Rainbow Dash said, lifting her bag onto the table, and beginning to open it. As she did, Sunset Shimmer grabbed her wrist.

“If that’s the case, I’ve got something better, from my personal little armory.” Sunset Shimmer smiled. She looked around momentarily, making sure they were still all concealed -- she then opened her backpack to reveal what looked like a small assault rifle.

“That, is my favorite little draco. Already fully loaded, safety on. Treat her well.” Sunset Shimmer said, gesturing to it.

“R-really bitch?!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed in as low of a whisper as she could.

“Hurry nigga, we’on got all day out here!” Sunset urged. Rainbow Dash hurriedly put in her own bag, above the pistol she was handed earlier today.

“Thanks. Shit, you really setting me up!” Rainbow Dash grinned and laughed, examining the arsenal provided to her -- it had been so long since she had her hands on a gun, let alone a high-caliber weapon such as this rifle.

“We’re all pieced up, we got a piece for your jawn, too.” Trixie said, as she slid over a glock and four clips to Pinkie Pie. She quickly loaded one in the gun, and placed the other three in the inside pockets of her coat, doing the same with the gun, after clicking on the safety.

“Damn, you roll with just killers, huh?” Sunset Shimmer commented, seeing that both Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie knew how to handle guns. Rainbow Dash couldn’t help but smile dumbly in return.

“You know my bitch gotta handle business when it come down to it.” Rainbow Dash chuckled. Sunset Shimmer chuckled in response as well, before digging in her bag once again. She slid over two clips of one type, and two clips of another.

“Take those -- the big heavy ones for the draco -- the others are for that fine cannon I handed you this morning. Don’t hesitate to use ‘em, you hurd?” Sunset Shimmer stated. Rainbow Dash nodded, putting them in her backpack as well.

Suddenly, everyone paused for a second. Starlight Glimmer, Trixie Lulamoon, and Sunset Shimmer all looked between each other. Then, they nodded.

“We think it’s time. Here,” Starlight Glimmer said, digging in her own bag -- she pulled out another jet-black hoodie, flopping it on the table -- it landed with a sturdy thud. Rainbow Dash’s eyes fixated on the sweater -- why the heck was it so heavy??

“Go ahead -- you might wanna keep that close -- they’re easy to scrub-clean, too. These two,” Trixie Lulamoon began, taking out one from her own bag, and tossing it over near Pinkie Pie, landing with the same firm thud.

“Are on the house, but after this, they’re $200 a pop if you really fuck ‘em up. Might wanna trash ‘em after five or six… 'impacts'.” Trixie finished explaining, putting "impacts" in finger quotes. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie looked between each other with knowing smiles.

Rainbow Dash was quick to placing hers on -- she was delighted to find that their were inner-straps to hold the even out the weight, and it was still small enough to be inconspicuous -- it also had various inside pockets, including one large enough with a strap for the draco -- she wasted no time suiting up, placing the small assault rifle, handgun, and their clips to her inside pockets. She patted the hoodie, and it was clearly armored -- that explained the weight and the thud when it landed; Rainbow Dash was impressed.

“This shit is sick -- you girls are fuckin sick for dipping in for us like this.” Rainbow Dash grinned, looking over herself -- it barely felt like she really had anything on her, save for the weight. Pinkie Pie placed her coat in her bag, and began putting on the hoodie offered to her, and suiting up similarly.

The girls looked up at Sunset Shimmer, and Sunset Shimmer, in turn, looked up at Rainbow Dash. She chuckled lowly. “Don’t think me and my girls work for free, Rainbow Dash. Remember what I said? I’on eat for skinny dogs.” Sunset Shimmer began, as she stood, putting her hand on Rainbow Dash’s shoulder.

Her aura began to ground Rainbow Dash once more. “And the same can be said for my girls. This, better work off -- it ain’t free work. Nothin’ sweet out here dawg.” Sunset Shimmer said firmly, patting Rainbow Dash’s shoulder firmly.

“So it isn’t…” Rainbow Dash whistled.

“Well, if that’s the case, I hope everyone does their part.” Rainbow Dash said, leaning over on the desk. All four figures looked at her, heads twisted in confusion.

“You dumbass, what’s the plan?!” Sunset Shimmer yelled, slapping her palm on the table again.

Rainbow Dash paused momentarily, a dumb look on her face.

“Shit, yeah, that’s right… Everybody, pull in real quick,” Rainbow Dash said, waving her arm over to motion them to huddle. The girls fell in.

“Y’all iigh wit’ catchin’ a few bodies?” Rainbow Dash asked, an evil grin on her face.

“Nothin’ new to me.” Sunset Shimmer smiled.

“I do what I ‘ought.” Starlight Glimmer said.

“If things get messy, you can’t help it, can you?” Trixie Lulamoon replied.

“Dashie, you know I been down since I been with yo’ rowdy ass.” Pinkie Pie said.

Rainbow Dash nodded approvingly. She looked between Trixie and Starlight.

“More importantly, for you two… Y’all ready to catch bodies for this gang, the RainBooms, nigga?” Rainbow Dash asked in a low, throaty voice.

“... For now, since my girl recruited me, sure. Show me sum’n, and I might stay.” Starlight Glimmer said.

“I’m with my sis. I’m just here to fulfill my big dog’s request. If y’all worth ya salt, you might could recruit me.” Trixie agreed, with a nod.

Rainbow Dash was pleased enough with that answer -- that meant they had a good reason to work hard.

“Good… So then, let’s work hard, and lemme blow y’all fuckin’ minds with this work I’m boutta cook up… C’mon, huddle in, let’s start with laying the information out…”

And with that, the huddled group of girls chatted away, devising a plan to subjugate the incoming leader of the Crips.

True, they were five killers deep, however… This was a large cafeteria -- would Applejack be vulnerable enough, or would the enemy density wash them over?

One thing was for sure -- Rainbow Dash would need to bake one hell of a plan and have an even grander execution.

Author's Note

Ah, another chapter done after fucking ages! Oh well, I'm back to writing again. Got caught up adjusting to a new job, but now we are back on things!

As usual, feel free to leave any questions you may have on the vocabulary / lingo used in this story and / or chapter -- it would be my pleasure to educate any on my beautiful dialect!

Toodles, see y'all next time~! ^_~