Anon A Miss Strikes

"What?" Sweetie exclaimed. Scootaloo sighed in exasperation.

"I said, I get out next week," Scootaloo repeated.

"Ah'll be damned, that's great news Scoots!" Apple Bloom grinned. Screwball gave her a faint smile.

"I guess," Scootaloo grumbled. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle looked at each with raised eyebrows.

"Ain't that a good thing?" Apple Bloom questioned. Scootaloo rolled her eyes.

"If I leave, that means Sweetie gets a new roommate. What if it's someone way worse than me?"

"Ah'm sure ya ain't that bad," Apple Bloom reassured her.

"She does snore," Sweetie mumbled. "Ow!" She rubbed her head and glared at Apple Bloom. "What was that for?"

"Just take the offer and get out. There's freedom out there and you can come visit. Besides, it ain't seem like it was an offer," Apple Bloom pointed out, ignoring Sweetie Belles glare. Sighing, Scootaloo bit into her breakfast.

"I guess," Scootaloo admitted. "Or I can find a way for us all to get out early." She locked eyes with Screwball, taking note of her hopeful expression. "ALL of us."

"Thank you," she mumbled.

"You're one of us now. It's not a problem," Scootaloo smiled.

"So how ya gonna spring us all out?" Apple Bloom asked, shoving some food into her mouth. Sweetie made a disgusted face and looked away.

"Ask nicely?" Scootaloo offered with a hopeful smile and Apple Bloom facepalmed.

"Ah'm sure that will totally work," she replied dryly.

"You really think so? I've been working up the nerve."

"No, featherbrain! That ain't gonna work. How many people ya think kindly asked to be let out?" Apple Bloom rolled her eyes.

"Uh, probably a few?" Scootaloo replied hesitantly. Apple Bloom nodded.

"Ah'd reckon so," Apple Bloom agreed. "Ya gotta do something else.'

"Murder a guard and steal his keys?" Scootaloo offered.

"Ah don't get why Ah'm friends with ya some day," Apple Bloom grumbled. "We're in some deep shit as is and ya wanna add a murder onto ya rap sheet? Are ya insane?" Scootaloo rolled her eyes.

"I was joking, nimrod."

"I wouldn't even joke about it here. The staff would beat you up or something," Screwball scoffed.

"They wouldn't do that, would they?" Sweetie asked nervously. Screwball shrugged and gave her a smirk.

"You never knowwww," she sang off key.

"Ya know what ah don't get," Apple Bloom focused on Scootaloo. "Is how Sunset didn't murder ya."

"It's a long story," Scootaloo grumbled.

"Ah got time."

"Fine," Scootaloo rolled her eyes and told them.

Scootaloo clutched her book to her chest as she walked to the school library where Sunset was waiting for her. She had asked the older girl to wait for her. She took a deep breath and sighed, walking up to Sunset.

"Hey, Sunset." Sunset stood up and rubbed Scootaloo's hair, pulling her into a hug.

"Hey, kid." She grinned and Scootaloo hugged her back. "How ya doing?"

"Been better, you?"

"I'm doing good, I got exposed as innocent to the whole school."

"Yeah. We should talk about that," Scootaloo rubbed her head nervously and Sunset nodded. She gestured to the chair next to her and the pair sat down. Sunset's expression turned serious.

"What's up, kid?" Scootaloo took another deep breath.

"I was part of it. Of anon a miss. I made the posts about Rainbow Dash. I wasn't mad at you, I was mad at her. I didn't really want to be a part of it but well I have no excuse," Scootaloo hung her head. Sunset sighed.

"I know." Scootaloo jumped slightly.

"How?" She asked incredulously.

"When Twilight came over to see me in the hospital, she told me the Equestrian versions of you and your friends did something similar with the school paper. When you came up to me and said sorry for people vandalizing my stuff, you seemed off after I thought about it. Then I heard Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle got escorted out of the school by the police. At that point, pieces started to fall into place."

"I'm sorry," Scootaloo mumbled.

"I know."

"Do you hate me?" She hesitantly asked the older girl. Sunset gave a loud sigh.

"No. I'm disappointed, yeah sure. But I could never hate you. Any of you. You're just kids. You aren't a bad kid, you three just made a bad mistake. I've made far worse and been forgiven for it." Scootaloo gave a relieved sigh and Sunset continued. "But I expect you to tell First Response you want to go to the juvenile hall as punishment with the other two. It's a good learning experience."

"Why are you so forgiving about all this?" Sunset gave a soft laugh.

"Element of Harmony, remember? Forgiveness and Empathy, all that fun stuff. It's kinda my thing," Sunset teased.

"Oh right," Scootaloo mumbled. "You know, most people wouldn't be so forgiving about this. They'd be out for blood."

"I'm not like most people." Scootaloo chuckled.

"You got that right. An epic badass idol from another world who stopped three teenage girls from controlling us all with their music? I don't think many people have that on their resume."

"Damn right," Sunset agreed with a smug grin. She hugged Scootaloo.

"I already convinced the judge to lessen your sentences to six months. I'll come and visit when I can. If I'm feeling nice, I'll bring candy bars." Sunset gave her a wink. "Just hide them well."

"Okay." Scootaloo sighed and stood up.

"Where are you going?" Sunset asked.

"To go tell First Response to send me off?" Scootaloo said in confusion. Sunset rolled her eyes and stood up.

"You can go do that tomorrow. I'm in the mood for ice cream, let's go."

"You don't gotta tell me twice," Scootaloo replied with a faint smile. Sunset rolled her eyes and wrapped an arm around her, walking out the library. "Why are you taking me for ice cream after I admitted to helping ruin you life?" Sunset sighed.

"I realized I wasn't living up to my element. I wasn't being emphatic or forgiving. It's gonna be hard, but might as well start with you three girls." Scootaloo nodded.

"That makes sense," Scootaloo admitted.

"Anyway, what flavor you thinking?" Sunset questioned. Scootaloo hesitanted.

"Probably strawberry." Sunset raised an eyebrow.

"That's new, you typically get chocolate." She looked over the girl. "Who are you and what have you done with the real Scootaloo?" Scootaloo rolled her eyes.

"I want to try something new," she shrugged. Sunset nodded and gave her a knowing smirk.

"Gotcha."

"And that's how it ended," Scootaloo finished her story.

"Wow," Sweetie mumbled. "I didn't know you two were so close."

"Yeah, me neither," Apple Bloom admitted sheepishly. "Jus makes what we did even worse."

"If you start feeling sorry for yourselves again, I'll punch you," Scootaloo threatened. Screwball nodded her agreement.

"I'll help her," Screwball mumbled softly. Sweetie finished eating the gross food they were served and stood up.

"My head hurts. I'm going to our room where it's a bit quiet." She picked up her tray and left the room, tossing the tray onto it's pickup spot. Scootaloo watched her the entire way.

"Got a crush?" Screwball teased.

"What?" Scootaloo gave a laugh. "Absolutely not. She's one of my best friends, you can't have a crush on friends. Plus, I'm not gay." She shot an apologetic look to Apple Bloom. "No offense." The farmer shrugged it off.

"Nun taken. Ah ain't gay anyway, ahm bi."

"Oh."

"What are ya, Screwball?" Apple Bloom focused on Screwball. The girl shrugged.

"I don't know. I've never had a boyfriend or girlfriend. People always called me retarded for how I speak and act. I'm usually alone, you three are the first to accept me," the girl admitted and she looked down at her tray. A yellow hand fell on her shoulder.

"We dun judge here. We accept anyone," Apple Bloom smiled at the younger girl.

"As long as they aren't rude assholes," Scootaloo piped in. The three shared a laugh.

"At least Sweetie Belle isn't here to hear that," Screwball smirked. "Did you tell the others that Diamond Tiara visited you, Bloom?"

"Ah was just about to. Tiara visited me."

"And? Are you two still dating?" Scootaloo asked hopefully. Apple Bloom nodded slowly.

"She said she's mad as hell at me still, but she was gonna help me fix this mess with the school."

"Well, that's good," Scootaloo smiled at her.

"Ah honestly thought she woulda broke up with me," Apple Bloom admitted.

"Me too." Apple Bloom glared at Scootaloo.

"Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence," she said dryly.

"You almost got Twist to fight her. It seemed logical," Scootaloo pointed out.

"You and logic don't go in the same sentence together," Apple Bloom argued with a smirk.

"Shut it," Scootaloo scoffed as she looked around. "Where'd everyone go?" A loud yelp made them glance down the hall and Scootaloo growled. "How the the hell didn't we notice this?" She stood up with her lunch tray and stormed off. Sweetie grunted as she got punched in the stomach again.

"You literally challenged me in front of everyone," the girl from the other day growled. "Makes me look weak if I didn't do anything." She prepared to hit the girl again when Scootaloo smacked her upside the head with the metal tray. She collapsed on the ground and Scootaloo kept hitting her. A pair of hands grabbed her.

"She's had enough," Screwball grumbled as she pushed the tray out of Scootaloos hands.

"She's down for a bit now," Apple Bloom agreed as she pulled Scootaloo back. Sweetie put her hands on her knees and resisted the urge to vomit. Scootaloo sighed and rubbed her head. Sweetie took off running and Apple Bloom pushed her.

"Go calm her down, me and Screwball will blame someone else for this so you don't go down for it and be forced to stay here longer. Go," Apple Bloom pushed her again as she picked up the tray. Scootaloo nodded and took off after Sweetie.

"Sweetie?" Scootaloo hesitantly asked. Sweetie looked up and focused on her.

"Hey Scoots." Scootaloo cautiously stepped forward.

"Are you okay?" She questioned.

"Yeah, just needed to get away from everyone," Sweetie stood up.

"Uh, why?" Scootaloo asked.

"For this." Sweetie stepped forward and kissed her.