It is another typical afternoon around the city of Canterlot City, especially the quiet suburban section just outside the city. Within one of these homes resides a trio of girls living together under one roof: The Dazzlings. With each passing day, the girls are always the talk around the neighborhood… for good and the bad… but mostly the bad. How can these girls stand being around each other for so long? That is a mystery with little to no answers, a life as vague as they come.
But one of them is about to put this theory to the test…
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In the living room section of the house, Adagio Dazzling moves the counter along the wall. As a matter of fact, one out of the majority of the furniture is cast aside providing as much open space as possible. She holds her hands out as if getting a visual of what she is looking for. After a second or two, she nods her head with satisfaction.
“Perfect!” Adagio smiled to herself. “Everything is all set up…”
Adagio proceeds to make her way upstairs toward one of their rooms… specifically the only bedroom with all the ‘Keep Out’ signs… and the ones with the very heavy language. Pushing the door open, she peers in toward one side of the room where a divider sits near the closet. Shadowy silhouettes of two particular women getting dressed is shown, as Adagio casually knocks against the door.
*KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!*
“Ladies, I hope you’re all decent,” Adagio called out. “Wanna get this ball rolling as quick as possible.”
“Um… Adagio?” Sonata’s voice called. “Is it okay if I ask a silly question?”
“Kind of a step up from the stupid questions…” Adagio thought, then aloud. “Yes Sonata?”
“Why… do I have to wear her clothes?!”
“Is there a problem with it?”
“It just feels so… so… out of place,” Sonata answered. “Maybe more than it should… least for me.”
Suffice for Sonata, for trying to have Adagio hear her complaint… she fails miserably. The whole time Sonata is talking, Adagio is actually skimming through pictures on her phone. Amongst her list of text messages, she finds a treasure trove of ‘sensual’ pictures of some of the girls from school… some of which ‘too’ juicy not to post for the rest of the world to see.
“Oh, that’s hot…” Adagio replied.
“What was that Daggie?” Sonata asked.
“Sonata, if we are to ‘bond’ more, we simply must get into each other!”
“But that won’t work! We’re girls, we don’t even have the tools to—”
*BONK!*
“ACK!!!”
The sound of a shoe bouncing off someone’s head is heard, a literal shoes flies from over the divider and clatters along the floor just inches from Adagio’s feet. Course, the girl is busy going through her phone and absent-mindedly slides the shoe aside with one boot.
“I’m really not in the mood to hear it from you,” Aria grumbled, beside Sonata. “Of all the people that make up this pathetic little city, I’m the one finding myself doing this against my damn will! If I’m going to suffer, you’re doing this with me whether you want to or not!”
“You just want to see her embarrassed, you know it…” Adagio thought, with a shrug. “Oh well… more fun for me.”
“How come you’re not taking part in this game of dress-up?” Aria muttered.
“Because in case you haven’t noticed, the Dazzlings are a trio,” Adagio pointed out. “While you’d be in Sonata’s clothes and Sonata would be in yours, who does that leave for me to give my outfit too?”
“… Anon?” Sonata guessed.
“Leave the kinky lewd jokes to me Sonata,” Adagio rolled her eyes. “Besides, as I was saying, we all benefit to this experience. This way, you girls will get to view the opposites of your ‘usual’ self thoroughly. Just a simple little experiment, nothing more.”
In a matter of seconds, after much fumbling and bumbling, Sonata Dusk and Aria Blaze finally emerge from behind the divider. Only now, they emerge dressed in each other’s respective attire. Sonata Dusk with Aria’s, and vice versa. Sonata Dusk takes a look at herself with a look of curiosity.
“Huh… I guess it’s not as bad as I thought,” Sonata cheered. “If Aria can do this, so can I!”
“I’m just glad we got this out of the way,” Aria mumbled, staring at Sonata. “But I admit you look… hot in my style.”
“I don’t know how to take that…”
“As a compliment for your sake,” Aria warned. “Now can we get started now?”
“Not just yet…” Adagio spoke, mischievously. “You got the outfits narrow down… but still have to make a few… adjustments.”
“Like what?” Aria asked suspiciously.
But instead of answering, Adagio drags the two girls swiftly and there is a huge commotion as a cloud of smoke forms. The sounds of snips and cries of pain, not to mention some tugging, is heard as Adagio quickly goes to work. And when Adagio finally steps back, she admires her handiwork: Not only are the girls dressed in each other’s outfits, but their hairstyles are altered. Sonata Dusk now having two pig rails and Aria’s hair tied in a single ponytail.
“Ooh…” Sonata awed, admiring her hair. “Pretty…”
“Perfect…” Adagio nodded. “Now… you girls ready for your close up?”
The two girls nod their heads, though Aria’s is more reluctant compared with Sonata.
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Ten minutes later…
The Dazzlings gather themselves in the open living room, with just enough space for them to walk around. Aria Blaze and Sonata Dusk each receive a thin sheet of paper with their ‘lines’ necessary for the scenario Adagio Dazzle put together. As for Adagio herself, she stands just a few feet away with the cellphone at the ready to record.
“All right ladies,” Adagio called out. “Let’s try to have as less takes as possible for this to work.”
“This is so stupid!” Aria muttered. “Do we ‘really’ need to do any of this?”
“It’s not enough to dress like Sonata, Aria,” Adagio replied casually. “In order to understand the mindset of one another, you must not think like ‘Aria’. But instead, you must become… Sonata Dusk.”
“I’d rather join a Glee club.”
“That’s the spirit, anything that represents something you wouldn’t normally do on a daily basis.”
Sonata nervously raises her hand like she’s in grade school again. But more than enough to draw Adagio’s attention, much to the latter’s chagrin.
“Yes?”
Sonata points rapidly toward the piece of paper in her hand.
“Daggie, do I really need to ‘swear’?” Sonata asked.
“Sonata Dusk would ‘never’ swear,” Adagio answered. “Aria Blaze on the other hand… ‘yes’. Yes, you damn well better swear. Swear like a bucking sailor on a yacht.”
“You’re trying to seduce me, Adagio,” Aria replied bluntly. “It’s not working…”
“All right let’s try and get you girls into character,” Adagio called out. “All right, from the top of the scene and… action!”
Adagio hits the record button on her phone and Aria slowly turns toward Sonata. But then her usual moody, cranky expression rapidly shifts to a bright and cheery tone.
“OMG Girls!” ‘Sonata’ exclaimed gleefully. “It’s Taco Tuesday! I love, love, love, love Tacos! In fact, I love tacos so much I wanna marry them and name one of our kids Pablo!”
The fact that Aria is actually able to pull off a semi-decent Sonata Dusk impression is not only visibly impressive… but scary for the girls. Sonata Dusk, on the other hand, gives off a look like she finds it offensive.
“I don’t talk like that!” The real Sonata whined.
But then she hears someone clearing their throat and Sonata turns. An irritated Adagio forms gestures with her free hand and mouths ‘Get back in character’ behind the phone. Sonata clears her own throat and practically strains to form a grumpy face bearing very little resemblance to Aria.
“I mean… whatever…” ‘Aria’ answered, shrugging her arms. “That’s the closest to a relationship you’ll ever get.”
Though the tone Sonata pulls off for Aria is barely convincing, Aria’s eyes start to twitch yet she actually ‘tries’ to stay in character. Despite the fact that the toothy smile she displays feels very forced.
“You know girls, I can’t help but wonder over a few of many life’s great mysteries,” ‘Sonata’ feigned wondering.
“Here we go…” ‘Aria’ cringed.
“Why don’t you ever see ads for advertising companies? If a fork were made of gold would it still be considered silverware? If I save time, when do I get it back? Why do tourists go to the top of tall buildings and put money in telescopes just to see things on the ground in close up? Why are they called training bras? What do we teach them?”
Now it is no secret that Sonata has a habit of asking the most ridiculous questions. But now when it is suddenly the other way around, even Sonata can hardly believe Aria is using that against her.
“Y-Y-Yeah?!” ‘Aria’ sputtered, flustered. “W-W-W-Well, urgh! You get me so riled up with those… ‘stupid’ questions, Sonata. I’m just so d-d-d-d-d-d-da-da-da-da-da-da-da—”
Adagio can hardly stop herself from laughing as she sees Sonata trying so hard to curse like Aria.
“Da-Da-Da-Da-Darn mad I can… I can… I can spit!”
‘Aria’ then suddenly hacks up her throat and spits directly on the floor just barely a few inches away from ‘Sonata’s feet. The two girls stare at the display with a look of disgust… which is rare coming from these two.
“Did you seriously just spit on the floor?” Adagio asked, behind the camera.
They can see a bit of drool hanging loosely along ‘Aria’s lip. She smacked her lips a bit, then eventually just scrubs it off with her arm.
“Yea…”
‘Sonata’ proceeds to turn toward Adagio.
“Permission to break character for a second?”
“Sure go ahead,” Adagio gestured.
“That’s bucking disgusting!”
“Hey! I’m supposed to be the one doing the cursing you blue bimbo!” ‘Aria’ called out.
“Ah! How rude!” ‘Sonata’ retorted, getting back in character. “How can you stand to live with yourself? Have you no class?”
“Hah! Who needs class? You wouldn’t know how to be a real woman even if you slapped yourself on the—”
‘Aria’ proceeds to smack herself on the chest… then suddenly she stops and looks down. Her moody attitude switches to a look of curiosity, as her hands remain clasp upon her breasts. Then she proceeds to rub her chest, lifting her chest up and down over and over. The other girls follow her actions, wondering just what the heck she’s even doing.
“What in Faust’s name are you doing?” Adagio asked.
“I never realized how ‘big’ these were…” Sonata replied, breaking character. “Feels like I might be a Size D… like for dragon!”
“Oh please…” ‘Sonata’ repulsed, staying in character. “Like I would ever do anything so crude.”
“Least I’d have a brain to pay attention to something…” ‘Aria’ argued. “Why would I need room for ‘innocence’? I’m just Aria Blaze, I’m too busy being grumpy and rude to feel anything at all!”
“At least it’s so easy for me to be happy for no reason at all! All my fans just love being around me even if I’m a clueless newborn in a grown-up’s body?”
Sonata, trying to play a part, gets so angry over the way Aria is speaking to her by ‘acting’ like her… even Sonata herself starts to get mad… for real.
“Y-Y-Yeah… well… why would any boy or girl ever want to be with me at all?!?!”
All of a sudden, the two girls in front of her gasp loudly. Even ‘Sonata’s face drops with shock in response to those harsh words. Even Adagio can hardly believe it, even after seeing this herself.
“W-When did she get so savage?!” Adagio asked.
“Damn it Sonata, have you no heart?!” Aria shouted, breaking character. “Why are you doing this to me?!”
“That’s Aria to you missy!” Sonata retorts, in character. “This is for your own good!”
“You didn’t need to literally roast her!” Adagio shouted.
“Unimportant details, Adagio! Now Sonata… let’s see how you get out of this predicament!”
‘Aria Blaze’ suddenly lunges toward ‘Sonata’, grips her hands upon her jacket, and…
*TEARS!!!*
‘Aria’ tears ‘Sonata’s jacket, right down the middle. ‘Sonata’ looks down in horror as her bra covered breasts are shown. Specifically, the ‘real’ Sonata’s bra.
“What the hell, Sonata?!” Aria shouted. “You’re tearing apart your own wardrobe, you idiot!”
“Uh-uh-uh… I’m Aria Blaze,” ‘Aria’ smirked, pointing. “You’re Sonata Dusk.”
“Yeah?! Let’s see how you like it bitch!”
The real Aria lunges toward Sonata, grabbing onto her own jacket which she forcibly slips off Sonata’s shoulders. Sonata screams and yells trying to get away, only for Aria to grab the back of the shirt and tries to pull her back. But instead, she tears the fabric of the shirt revealing… a bare back.
“What?” Aria spoke softly.
Aria quickly turns Sonata around and forcibly slips the remainder of the ship off of Sonata. Sonata tries to cover her chest quickly, her blue cheeks turning a shade of red. But it is too late, Aria sees more than enough.
“You’re not even wearing a bra?!” Aria shouted.
“I wasn’t going to wear your garments,” Sonata pouted. “Even I don’t know where they’ve been…”
“That’s it!!!”
Aria screams and pounces atop of Sonata, as a catfight ignites between the two girls. They roll across the floor, Aria wrestling against Sonata who tries to break out of this. And all the while Adagio keeps the camera on, a smile actually forms as she makes use of the chaos before her eyes.
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A few minutes earlier…
A policeman’s vehicle pulls up toward the driveway of the house and comes to a complete stop. Emerging from the driver’s side is none other than the owner of the house himself, Officer Anon. In one hand he carries two large pizza boxes from the local pizzeria, hot and ready from the oven. He slowly makes his way toward the door, balancing the boxes carefully. Just as he prepares to reach for the door, he hears a commotion.
“W-When did she get so savage?!”
“Damn it Sonata, have you no heart?! Why are you doing this to me?!”
“That’s Aria to you missy! This is for your own good!”
“You didn’t need to literally roast her!” Adagio’s voice called out.
“Unimportant details, Adagio! Now Sonata… let’s see how you get out of this predicament!”
“GAH!”
*TEARS!!!*
A look of confusion draws upon the officer’s face. He can only imagine what the girls are up to in there. He then makes for the lock, in which case is one of those digital locks almost everyone uses nowadays. He proceeds to enter the following code: 030220. It immediately motions the deadbolt aside and he manages to open the door with the same free hand.
“Girls, I’m back!” Anon called out. “I brought some Pizza on the way—”
Anon stops mid-sentence, his jaw literally drops, and his eyes turn to pinpricks unable to believe what he is seeing. There they are: Sonata Dusk, in Aria’s clothes, and Aria Blaze in Sonata’s in the midst of a now open living room, all the furniture spread out. Only what’s more shocking, even for Anon, is the ‘position’ the two are in… and what’s left of them. Aria Blaze lies upon the floor with Sonata’s jacket split open partially ‘exposing’ her. And Sonata sits on top if her, the jacket cast aside, and the front of Aria’s shirt torn off. All the while, Adagio Dazzle stands a few feet away, her phone aiming at the girls and the red light indicating the whole thing is recorded.
In all, two half-naked women on the floor and right in front of Anon. For a moment Anon utters not a single word, barely blinking at the sight before him.
“I’m just gonna… yea… excuse me…”
Slowly, without taking his eyes off the girls, Officer Anon puts the pizza boxes on the living room table. He stands there for a few seconds, then slides his way back toward the door. Not a single word is spoken as all four occupants stare awkwardly to one another… before Anon steps outside the house and closes the door in front of him.
Soon as he leaves, ‘Aria’ shoves Sonata off of her and quickly rebuttons the jacket. But it’s no use as most of the buttons are ripped off. Adagio, meanwhile, proceeds to shut off the record command.
“Oh great…!” Aria groaned, glaring at Sonata. “Nice going, ‘Aria’!”
“Hey don’t pin this on me!” Sonata argued. “That jacket is ‘very’ expensive!”
“You’re jacket?! What do you explain what happened to my clothes?!”
“Well, I don’t know about you girls,” Adagio replied casually. “But this goes to prove my point exactly.
“What point?!” Aria and Sonata asked, simultaneously.
“You two get off on being in each other’s face, no matter from which side of the argument. You love setting each other off, whether you mean to or not. You get your kicks trying to one-up one another and you can’t deny that it’s enjoyable.”
Aria and Sonata do not reward Adagio’s statement with a retort or much less any form of response. But the looks toward each other, as Sonata rubs her exposed arm says it all. And then a smile forms on Adagio’s face.
“And I can’t wait to share this video with the world!”
“WHAT?!?!” Aria shouted. “That was not part of the deal!”
“Oh trust me, I’m doing you a favor!” Adagio called out, climbing the stairs. “Cat fights are all the rage on the internet; I’m thinking… fifty thousand views easily!”
“NOT IF I STOP YOU, YOU CONNIVING—”
Aria growls, as she chases Adagio up the stairs, and Sonata quickly follows behind her. While all the commotion happens inside the house, just in the driveway the policeman’s car a man’s moan can be heard. More than enough to attract the attention of the entire neighborhood… like every day since.
