“Well?” I tapped my foot impatiently and folded my arms. “Start talking. We don’t have all day.” The three girls were sitting in chairs across from Principal Celestias desk. Twilight and the other girls from her world stood next to her. Vice Principal Luna and I stood next to the seated police officer.

“We were jealous,” Scootaloo admitted.

“Jealous? Of what?” I fumed and glared at her.

“Sunset and the others were stealing our sisters attention away from us. They barely hung out with us! Sunset this Sunset that. Never Sweetie Belle getting bragged about. Never Scootaloo getting bragged or Apple Bloom. Only Sunset!” Sweetie Belle shouted. “We had talked about shutting the account down.”

“But then the other students started sending us secrets,” Apple Bloom admitted.

“And by that point we were in over our head,” Scootaloo sighed. “So we kept going.”

“And framing my daughter,” I snapped angrily.

“Do you know how serious this is?” Quick Response sighed. “People kill themselves over this. A girl in Canada hung herself over something like this after pictures of herself got posted online. She got physically assaulted because of the stuff posted online. Sound familiar?” The Equestrians stared at each other with stunned expressions. I forgot they didn’t really deal with stuff like this. “If you were older and Sunset had killed herself, we would be having a completely different conversation that would end up with you three in handcuffs. I could take you girls in now for identity theft but no judge will sentence you for it. But they can assign you community service. If Sunset had killed herself, that would be a involuntarily manslaughter charge. That doesn’t go away like a speeding ticket after a few months. That stays on your record for the rest of your life. That doesn’t disappear. Every job you apply at will see that.” Quick Response held up her pair of handcuffs by a finger and dangled them as the three girls eyes widened in fear.

“We are sorry,” the three girls said in unison as Lyra stepped forward and hugged Scootaloo.

“Sorry she uh reminded me of my daughter,” Lyra admitted sheepishly as she hastily stepped back. Scootaloo stared at her in confusion as she glanced at Twilight and slow look of realization crossed her face.

“Here’s what gonna happen,” Principal Celestia announced. “On Friday, you’re gonna tell the whole school what you three did. You’re gonna tell your family what you did. We are doing it on Friday so you girls will be safe from a justifiably angry student body.”

“And after that you’re gonna do whatever community service we need done around Canterlot,” Quick Response added as she put her handcuffs back in the case on her belt. “You three are honestly very lucky that no one committed suicide during this. Otherwise this would be a much harder and longer conversation down at the precinct with your families.”

“We are sorry,” Scootaloo whispered as she looked at me.

“Don’t apologize to me,” I snapped. “Apologize to Sunset. Do you know how terrified I’ve been these past few weeks that I would come home and find her dead in the kitchen or in the tub or hanging from her ceiling fan in her room? Do you know how little sleep I’ve gotten these past weeks because I’ve been randomly checking on her throughout the night? You have no idea what you’ve done to me.”

“You said students gave you girls secrets,” Luna spoke up finally and gave them a hard glare. “Show us. Give us all their names and then on Friday, you will delete the account at your speech in front of everyone.”

“And while you do that, I’m going to find my daughter and tell her this over,” I announced.

“I’ll make an announcement saying we will be revealing the real anon a miss friday,” Celestia said as I stepped outside her office.

“Good.”

I briskly walked down the hallway and students got out of my way. Probably because of my furious expression tends to scare people away. Mainly because I don’t get angry like this. I spotted a mint green teen that I recognized very well.

“Lyra!” I shouted as everyone in the hallway froze and Lyra stepped back hesitantly. “Come with me. Have you seen Sunset?”

“Uh I saw her this morning with Trixie and Derpy but that was about it,” Lyra said cautiously. “Why, what’s up?”

“I’ll tell you when no one is in the hallway,” I looked around the busy hallway and everyone bolted. “Well, that problem quickly solved itself. We just found out the true identity of anon a miss.” Lyra perked up and grinned.

“That’s why you’re so scary looking. Have I ever told you that you’re scary when mad? Because you are. Who is it?”

“Tell no one. It’ll get told Friday for the others to learn. It’s Apple Bloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle,” I admitted as Lyra stared at me before she started laughing. “What’s funny?”

“Oh that’s fucking rich. It was their own sisters all along. Oh God I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces after this,” Lyra chuckled. “Let’s go find Sunset.”

We started searching up and down the hallways till we heard pounding and shouting. We both paused and glanced at each other before focusing on a licker.

“You don’t think-” Lyra started to ask worriedly.

“I do,” I grumbled as I opened the locker and we quickly stepped back. Sunset and Trixie came tumbling out of the locker and her magician’s hat went flying across the floor as the two girls fell on each other. “Sunset?”

“Trixie?” Lyra asked as we knelt down to help the two up. “Who did this?”

“Rose Hearts and Tennis Match,” Trixie said simply as Lyra put the hat on her head. “They were shoving Sunset inside so Trixie intervened and tried to stop them. They shoved me inside there with her.” I quickly hugged the two and Trixie stared in shock before hesitantly hugging back along with Sunset eagerly shoving her head in my neck and I heard faint sniffling. I quickly rubbed the back of both of the girls heads.

“We got anon a miss.”

Author's Note

Fun fact or well not fun fact. It's actually really sad. A girl in Canada actually killed herself because of cyber bullying.