Rarity sighed as she sat in front of Sweetie Belle. The younger girl was wearing a collared shirt and brown khakis.

"You look awful, darling," Rarity announced.

"Yeah well, this is the uniform we have to wear at the juvenile hall. Apple Bloom has the same thing on," Sweetie mumbled.

"Sweetie Belle. I want an honest answer and I want one now. Why on earth are we sitting here at the detention center and not at home. The police took all the computers in our house," Rarity said sternly. "I may have a faint idea, but I hope to God it isn't what I think."

"Fine. It was us. We did it. Anon a miss, all of it," Sweetie hung her head. "It was a mistake."

"Why in God's good name did you do this Sweetie Belle?" Rarity asked calmly.

"You've rarely hung out with me ever since she came to the group. Sure, I liked her at first but you traded me in for her. I'm your sister for crying out loud. And you threw me away for a non family member. You promised me yourself things wouldn't change at all and they did," Sweetie snapped. "You hurt me and you don't even care, you deserved to be hurt too like I was. I didnt expect it go this far, people started sending in all types of secrets of others and we knew Sunset wouldn't have just quit." Rarity stared at her. "By then, we were in too deep and scared."

"And you couldn't tell me any of this why? You framed an innocent girl, broke up my friend group. Someone could have committed suicide over this, Sweetie. You know that, right? What would you have done then? You are sixteen, there's a fifty fifty chance they could have charged you as an adult here. You're so lucky Sunset begged the judge to show you girls leniency. If it was me in her shoes, I don't think I would have done it," Rarity pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Do you still love me?" Sweetie asked in a whisper.

"You're my sister, I'll always love you. But I'm very angry with you right now. You could have handled this so much better. In a way, I'm to blame for this too. I ignored you, I didn't notice the signs that you were angry with us. I abandoned Sunset and didn't believe her. You're my little sister and I'll do anything for you, but you need to get this sorted out and be done. You got six more months here. After that, we will talk and sort this all out. There won't be any yelling, just two sisters talking. Like we should have from the start," Rarity sighed. "But you will be apologizing to Sunset."

"I know," Sweetie sighed.

"Ya did what?" Applejack shouted and Apple Bloom shrunk in her chair. Rarity and Sweetie Belle looked over.

"Hopefully she doesn't yell at her too much," Sweetie commented hopefully.

"I think we might be past that, darling."

"Ah want an explanation and ah want one now, Bloom," Applejack snapped.

"Ya ditched me for Sunset. Ya never come by my room and just have our sisterly talks, ya only talked to me at dinner time, school and when we harvested our crops," Apple Bloom said simply. "Ya hurt mah feelings, ah wanted ya feelings hurt too. It backfired." Applejack snorted.

"Ah'd say it has. We've hung out when Sunset was mah friend, have ya forgotten that? At the theaters, that horror movie ya wanted to see and ya were so scared to sleep that ah slept in ya bed," Applejack growled.

"And when was that, AJ? That was right after the fall formal. Ya barely done anything with me since. Ya preach how important family is, but then essentially abandon me. Ah have every right to be mad," Apple Bloom retorted. Applejack gave a long sigh.

"Ah'm sorry. Ah ain't mean to make ta feel abandoned like that. Just because ya got a right to be mad doesn't mean ya can go do whatever ya heart desires. Especially not something like this. Ah'm a tad bit mad at ya but ah'm mainly disappointed in ya." Apple Bloom flinched at that. Hearing she was disappointed in her and not mad hurt more in a weird way. "Ah ain't even sure ah can fix my friendship with Sunset. Because of ya, ah betrayed the core part of me."

"Ah'm sorry," Apple Bloom mumbled. "Ah think Diamond might be done with me."

"Yall are on a break while she sorts her feelings out, ya guys aren't broken up," Applejack reminded her. "Our time is up." The two pushed their chairs out and Applejack hesitantly hugged her sister.

"Why we only get two hugs?" Apple Bloom wondered.

"This place is meant to imitate a real jail, so we only get one hug at the beginning and one at the end. Hence the uniform ya got on. It's meant to put the fear of God into ya so ya avoid real jail," Applejack explained as she let go. "And ya will be apologizing to Sunset, this ain't a debate. Face ya consequences."

"Alright."

"Get your ass back in that room and make that bed again, young lady!" The women yelled at Sweetie Belle, getting right up in her face.

"I'm pretty sure you can't talk to me like that," Sweetie pointed out.

"Like hell I can't. We are supposed to get your act together so you don't go to real jail. We are way tamer than real guards, a real CO would be yelling at you even more than me," the women snapped. "Now get back there and make that bed again. I expect that room to be perfectly neat and clean like we showed you." Sweetie Belle sighed and walked back to her room.

"You know, they wouldn't ride you so hard if you did what they said the first time," Scootaloo commented as she flipped the page in her book. "Even I fell in line after getting screamed at the first month. People are gonna think some monster swapped our personalities around our bodies." Sweetie rolled her eyes as she made her bed and smoothed down the sheet.

"This place is hell," she mumbled.

"It's pretty bad, yeah," Scootaloo admitted. "I'd hate to see what real jail is like."

"It's kinda your fault we are in here," Sweetie pointed out. Scootaloo sighed and set her book down. She swung off the bed and stared at Sweetie.

"We were already caught. I never wanted a part of this anyway. At least Sunset is my new sister figure/ idol."

"What happened to Rainbow?" Sweetie raised an eyebrow. Scootaloo sighed as she straightened her collar.

"She hasn't come to visit me once. Sunset comes every week, hugs me at the beginning and end, sneaks us in candy bars and more. We messed up big time. Rainbow hates me I bet. I'd hate me, hell I do hate me."

"I'm sorry. We should have listened to you at first when you said it was a bad idea. It's our fault too," Sweetie mumbled.

"It is what it is. One day, she'll come around. Sunset always was an idol to me anyway." She laid back down on the bed as the same women came in.

"Good job, Sweetie Belle. I'm impressed." She gave a flicker of a smile and walked out.

"You've never told us your name, by the way." Sweetie pointed put. The women glanced back at her.

"Night Glider," she replied gruffly as she slammed the doors shut and locked it.

"She's a scary women," Sweetie shivered.

"A tad bit," Scootaloo admitted. Sweetie leaned against the door and peeked out the small window.

"You think this is what real jail is like?" She asked. Scootaloo let out an exasperated sigh.

"For the tenth time this week Sweetie, I have no fucking idea, all I know is I want to avoid it."

"We're really lucky, you know?" Sweetie asked as her eyes flicked down the hallway.

"How do you figure?" Scootaloo asked as she picked her comic book back and resumed reading.

"We got assigned the same room. Apple Bloom got assigned a complete stranger. What if it was a person who was violent with people?" Sweetie shivered as she pictured Apple Bloom getting hit by her roommate.

"Yeah, I doubt that's the case. It wouldn't surprise me if they did that though. In jail, your bunk mates are complete strangers and you have no idea why they're in there," Scootaloo replied.

"I'm scared to be honest. What if we die in here?" Scootaloo gave a chuckle and Sweetie glared at her.

"Sorry, laughing at my comic. And we won't die here, quit being so dramatic. It's pretty obvious you're related to Rarity. They wouldn't allow someone to kill us here."

"I sure hope so," Sweetie replied as she sat next to Scootaloo on her bunk and read the comic with her. "I haven't read this comic before."

"It's the new issue. Sunset brought it for me because I asked her to." Sweetie scanned the page.

"What's it about?" Sweetie asked.

"I'm not sure," Scootaloo admitted. Sweetie raised an eyebrow.

"It's your comic book, how do you not know?" She asked.

"It's in neighponese, while I can speak it, I don't understand the premise of the series. It's comedy apparently or something." The two sat reading the comic, with Scootaloo translating for Sweetie Belle. She occasionally gave a laugh, but she really didn't understand the premise.

"Wanna know the worst part of this place?" She suddenly asked.

"What's that?" Scootaloo idly asked as she flipped the page.

"The food here is really bad."

"That it is. Prison food or a close replica."

"How are you so calm about all this?" Sweetie demanded.

"Food is food. Remember, before I lived with my aunts my parents barely feed me and were shitty?" Scootaloo pointed out.

"No, you never told me that. What the heck, Scoots?"

"Oh. I told Apple Bloom, that's right."

"So you trust Apple Bloom more than me now?" Sweetie glared at Scootaloo. "That's fucked up." Scootaloo recoiled. Sweetie Belle rarely ever cussed, she had to be really mad to cuss.

"It's not like that," Scootaloo sighed and closed her book, marking her page.

"What's it like then?" Sweetie challenged.

"It was when Apple Bloom first introduced us. I didn't know you or anything about you. I didn't know how long you would stay or if you would even be my friend." Scootaloo made eye contact with her friend. "I had to be cautious with what information I gave out. I knew Apple for a bit longer than I knew you." Sweetie let out a drawn out sigh.

"Okay, that makes sense," she admitted. "What about now?"

"Whaddaya mean, what about now?" Scootaloo asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Do you trust me now?" Scootaloo rolled her eyes.

"Of course I do, idiot. You're my closet friend along with AB. And we're stuck in this six by eight room together."

"How do you know it's six by eight?" Sweetie asked in confusion. Scootaloo pointed to a small sign on the wall. Sweetie glanced over to where she pointed and the dimensions of the room were wrote on it. "Oh."

"Yeah."

"You still trust me, even after what we stupidly used our friendship to have you help us?" Sweetie asked suddenly in surprise.

"It was a bit hard at first," Scootaloo admitted. "It hurt a bit, but I wouldn't just up and abandon you guys over it. We all make mistakes, it's part of life. You two are my closest friends." Sweetie leaned into her and hugged her.

"I'm sorry. It was really wrong of us and we're all suffering the consequences. Especially Sunset."

"She's actually not that bad, she's working through it. She has a new group of friends I hear. Bon Bon, Lyra, Lightning Dust to name a few."

"That's good," Sweetie mumbled. "So do we just spend half the day in here you think?"

"Nah, I overheard us getting classes too here. They don't want us missing on our education," Scootaloo explained.

"Joy," Sweetie grumbled and rolled her eyes.

"I know right."

"Remember when Apple Bloom tried to ask for the harshest punishment instead of us?" Scootaloo suddenly asked. Sweetie Belle gave a laugh.

"I do. Dang her and her martyr complex," Sweetie chuckled.

"Lights out means go to sleep!" A fist pounded on their door and the two girls jumped.

"I should probably go to my bunk and sleep now," Sweetie whispered and Scootaloo nodded. She slid off of Scootaloos bed and climbed into her own.

"Night, Scootaloo."

"Night, Sweetie Belle."

Author's Note

The next few chapters are gonna focus on Scootaloo and Sweetie in the juvenile hall and how they cope, and how their friendship progresses because of it.