"Now listen here pardner y'all don't need to be doin' this."

"Yeah! Blueblood will probably wipe the floor with you!"

"Umm, I don't think you should do this either, if that's okay with you."

"Darling I don't think you should go. You would ruin your clothes!"

"If you end up on the one arm chair, don't blame me."

"I don't think you should either! You'll end up in the nurses room! But then again Nurse Redheart always gives you a lollipop!"

All six of them were against this, and they were trying to restrain you by grabbing onto you. It was rather weird because you were struggling trying to drag 6, 90-110 pound girls across the courtyard. Blueblood took it too far this time though, and through enough thought you wanted to throw down with him. Even though he could press charges, you thought about it one more time. After a minute or two of girls nagging you not to go and your conscience also telling you not to go. You decided to pussy out and tell Godmother Celestia.

"Fine... Can you all let go of me now?" They all had a blush on their face as they let go of your limbs. You thought they stretched your legs out so much you were a few inches taller than you were before.

You go ahead and go to Celestia's office, where she looked like she was expecting you. Luna was also there, but she was sitting in her individual desk next to Celestia, and she was playing with her handheld.

"You're innocent, we know. Do you happen to want anything to happen to Blueblood as punishment?" Man, Celestia was always nicer to you than her nephew. You were like the son she never had, believe it or not she isn't even married.

"Can we solve it like men? If you know what that even means?" You suggest.

"You mean you actually want to fight?" You nod.

"Well, we can always say it was a tryout for our MMA team. So we don't have to get the authorities involved."

"Meh, close enough. And it's good to see you too Luna." You shrugged.

"What? Oh, hey." She looks up from her screen for a split second to respond, and she goes right back to playing her game.

All of those people that say, "Revenge is never the answer," but you on the other hand flipped them the middle finger, because the person who done wrong deserved what was coming to them. It was already the afternoon, and you had your own fingerless gloves on, in which you had named them. Pain was your left glove, and Star was your right, because you used your left hand to deal punches and right to deliver the knockout blow. The girls weren't so sure that you would make it out alive, and Blueblood was overconfident, just as usual. He was already training with his wingman Hoops in the hexagon, you were already warmed up, by doing a few exercises, out in the snow, with nothing but your shorts on.

"Alright, you ready to get your ass handed to ya?" He asked you. You pop the vertebrae in your neck, which made Twilight and Fluttershy cringe.

"After you, bitch." You climbed into the ring. Celestia and Luna were also there, they didn't cheer for either one of you, they were just there to see someone's ass get beat.

"You've been a thorn in my side for too damn long new kid."

"Oh really? You've been a pain in the ass for me, and I barely know you." Looks like you were the one that tipped the scale. He landed a clean blow to your gut, and then drop kicked you to the ground.

It really hurt, but the pain subsided at a really fast rate, recovery time was a cinch. You grab his head and brought it down hard on your knee, and then your palm made contact with his forehead. He stumbled back and you crossed your arms to make a taunt.

"There, I think that brings a new meaning to facepalm." He grunted with anger and grabbed both of your legs. He picked you up and swung you into the fence. Everyone in the stands went, "OOH," and you thought you heard someone say, "that's gotta hurt." In which it did, very much so.

Well, this is a bit harder than you expected it would be, Blueblood has gotten stronger since that day in the weight room. You got up and let go of your throbbing arm, and flex your fingers to get rid of the pain. You know that that special ability you had to be resistant to pain? It was already working, so the pain you felt from now onwards is going to hurt even more than you normally would feel. He gets close to you and threw a few punched toward your face, you dodge the first one and caught his follow up. You then turn it over and elbowed it to where it turned the other way, you just dislocated his arm. He was on his knees grabbing his arm you just broken.

"I'm sick of these puns but, I think this situation just got..." You put on your sunglasses really fast. "Dislocated."

He spun on his back kicking your legs out from under you, and you got back up. You then were about to bring your elbow down on the grounded Bluebloos. Just then the buzzer went off, the minute thirty was up. Seeing that Blueblood was unable to continue you won by default. You had gotten your adrenaline pumping, and once it stopped, you were very sore. It shouldn't be happening to you, because you were athletic, but since it was still the break you didn't do anything as exercise. You climbed out of the arena because it was taking too long to open the gates, Celestia came over to congratulate you.

"Well, I can say that your fighting skills have improved since the last time I saw you in your fighting class." She patted you on the back.

"Well?" You expected her to say if you made the team or not.

"Well what? Did you make the team?" You nod.

"Judging by how badly you beat up the MMA captain. I would say yes, you passed with flying colors." You raise your arm into the air victoriously.

You went into the locker room and took a shower, a cold shower, since you were sweating like a pig in the arena. That was the longest minute thirty of your entire life, timers and buzzers do that for some unknown reason. The only injuries you sustained was a giant bruise on your leg, a small cut on your collar bone area, and a small bruise on your abdomen.

"I guess some people owe me an apology. Meh, I'll let it slide." You chuckle to yourself. You had just remembered that a certain group of girls thought your ass would be wiped off of the face of the Earth. But just like December 21st, it didn't happen.

Author's Note

Sorry about the long wait. The Assassin's Creed addiction has begun.