Where, where am I?
Swift Justice opened his eyes to see that he was in a room unfamiliar to him. He was in a classroom, but not one he's ever seen before. All that was in the room with him were a few rows of empty wooden desks, an oaken teachers desk; devoid of any papers, pens, or the like, two bookshelves in the back, and a white board in the front of the room with nothing written on it. The only light that was in the room was coming from the large windows in the side of the room. Swift looked out the window to see the sun setting over a long field of green grass. The sky was a beautiful array of reds and oranges blending seamlessly together.
It's almost nighttime, but why am I still in school? wondered Swift as he turned around. That is when he first noticed the exit to the room was next to the teacher's desk. Well, I better leave before I get in trouble. Swift thought as he made way to the door on the opposite side of the room. When he was halfway to the door, he heard what sounded like a female voice coming from within the room.
"So you came." said the female voice. Swift turned around to see that a girl was looking out the window that he was just looking out of a moment ago, but heSwift couldn't see her face.
"Y-Yeah, I guess. But where are we?" asked a confused Swift.
"You read the note right?"
"What note?" asked Swift. He looked down to his left hand to see that a small scrap of paper was folded up in his hand. He opened it up to read what it said.
Meet me in the English room after school. I want to talk to you about something important. was scrawled on the scrap in pink ink. It was after looking at the piece of paper he was holding that Swift noticed what he was currently wearing. He wearing brown loafers, blue dress pants, a black blazer with the emblem to some school he was unfamiliar with stitched onto the upper right hand side of the blazer, and a blue neck tie. "What the- How did I get this?" Swift asked to no one in particular. After making up his mind that he'd find out later, he looked back up at the girl who was still staring out the window. "Um, excuse me, do you know where we are? Or how I got here?" he asked politely. After a few seconds, the girl turned around in what seemed like slow-motion. Swift watched as the slow motion hair slowly flew out from in front of the girl's face, revealing it to be none other than Twilight Sparkle; the new exchange student. She was wearing what Swift assumed to be the uniform for female students who went to whatever school they were currently in. She was wearing brown slip ons, knee high socks, a red and black plaid mini skirt, a black blazer with the school emblem, and a crimson red bow tied around the collar of the blouse she was wearing under the blazer. Twilight herself had a look of worry on her face as she tried her best to meet Swift's eyes.
"Twilight, is something wrong?" asked Swift out of concern. Twilight looked down to the floor.
"Well, I asked you to come here because....because I need to tell you something." Twilight quietly replied.
"What is it?"
Twilight looked as if she was struggling to think of something to say. "Swift, I....I..."said Twilight as she held her hand up to her chest and looked at Swift with a serious look on her face. "Swift. I can't hold back my feelings for you anymore!" she shouted.
"WHA-WAIT, WHAT!?" was all Swift could get out before Twilight immediately tackled him to the floor of the classroom. It was quick. It was as if one second Swift was wondering where he was, and the next, he was being pinned down by Twilight, who had her legs on Swift's lower body, and was holding his arms down. Swift could've done something, If this apparent bookworm didn't somehow have greater upper body strength than him.
"Please, don't hold this against me." Twilight whispered as she took a hand off of Swift's left arm in order to untie the bow on her collar and unbutton the top two buttons on her blouse.
T-Twilight! What are you doing!? thought Swift, that was it; thought. Swift had just noticed that for some reason, he couldn't move any part of his body. He tried to move his arms; nothing. He tried getting out from under Twilight; nope. He tried to yell or tell Twilight to stop; nothing. Swift was completely at the mercy of the girl sitting on top of him. After trying everything, he saw that Twilight was starting to bend down closer and closer to his face. It too was in slow motion, as Swift could slowly feel the warmth of Twilight's body come close to his own. With each passing second, he could also feel her warm breath come closer to his face. The restrained young man could do nothing but watch as Twilight closed her eyes and slightly puckered her lips as she came within mere centimeters of Swift's face. He was shocked! He didn't know what would happen, until he felt Twilight's face brush against his own. Swift cringed in fear for a moment as her face came into contact with his, but it didn't feel like he would've expected. Instead of what Swift thought would be smooth skin, he felt something scratch at his face, like...fur? or whiskers? And instead of feeling the soft, supple lips of the female student, he felt something small and wet move up and down his lips. Swift then realized he had control of his eyes again, as they shot open to reveal two golden yellow eyes staring back at him. It took Swift some time to adjust his eyes, but when they focused, he realized he was staring at a black cat with a scar down his left eye. The cat was staring at him with a perfect poker face.
"What the? Beowulf?" Swift was surprised to see his pet cat sitting on top of him while licking his face. "I thought I closed the door last ni-" said Swift as he turned his head towards his door to see that a young girl with cerise hair wearing a black hoodie and green cargo shorts was slightly laughing at him. "Oh, It's you Scoots." mumbled Swift, still half asleep. "What are you doing in my room?"
"Beowulf wanted to kiss you good morning!" said Scootaloo with a smile.
"Oh did he?" Swift asked questioningly as he raised an eyebrow to his sister.
"Yeah! He wanted to be the one to wake you up today!"
"Well thank you Beowulf. Now Scoots, if you don't mind, can you leave so I can get ready?"
"Sure, but I have one question."
"Shoot"
"Who's Twilight?"
Swift was slightly surprised by this question. "Why?"
"You kept saying that name in your sleep"
"I did? That's weird." said Swift, who felt embarrassed that his little sister heard him talk in his sleep, tried to play it off as some sort of weird coincidence, but Scootaloo saw through his ruse and started grinning even wider.
"Who's Twilight Swift?"
"Someone from school I think." said Swift , still trying to feign ignorance.
"Is she a girl you llllliiikkkeeee??
"Ok get out now." said Swift as he pointed to the doorway behind Scootaloo.
"Oh c'mon Swift! At least give me a hint!"
"I mean it Scoots."
"Please?" Scoots pleaded with puppy dog eyes.
"Ok, that's it!" said Swift as he whipped the pillow his head was previously resting on at Scootaloo, hitting her on the head. Swift then jumped out of bed and grabbed the second pillow he used to lay on, and ran up to Scootaloo, who had just taken the pillow off of her face. "Alright squirt, I warned you! Prepare to face the consequences!" proclaimed Swift as he started hitting his sister with the large pillow.
"Swift, giggle stop!" Scootaloo said as she tried protecting herself from the rain of fluffy blows with the first pillow.
"You know how to make me stop squirt!" Swift said as he continued his relentless assault with the pillow. "Leave this place and never return!" he ordered in an extremely dramatic evil voice. Scootaloo then jumped back and gained a firm grip on her pillow.
"Never!" yelled Scootaloo as she charged towards Swift, pillows blazing. The two then entered into fierce pillow to pillow combat, using them as swords as much as pillows could as they dodged, blocked, and returned each others pillow strikes.
"Kneel down before me, and I may spare your life!!" said Swift in his evil villain voice while trading blows with his sister.
"Scootaloo kneels to no one!" Scootaloo shouted as she did her best to keep up with her older brother. They kept up their "fight" until Swift used a strategic strike to hit Scootaloo's side, knocking her to the white carpeted floor. Scootaloo started to get up again, before Swift held the pillow to her neck and gave an evil grin.
"Then I'm afraid that you've sealed your fate!" said Swift as he slowly lifted his pillow above his head, ready to land the finishing blow; when a voice called out from the floor below the two.
'Swift! Scoots! Breakfast is ready!"
"Aw Yeah! Breakfast!" said Scootaloo as she quickly got up and bolted out of Swift's room.
"Hey, get back here so I can finish you!" shouted Swift as he shook his fist at the door. The voice from downstairs then called back up to him.
"Swift, I made chocolate chip pancakes! Hurry up before me and Scoots eat them all!"
Swift's eyes widened as he heard the words chocolate chip pancakes. He quickly ran over to his dresser and threw on a white t-shirt with a shield and scale on it, a navy blue hoodie, and jeans. He then grabbed his backpack that was next to his bed, and ran out of his room and practically flew down the stairs to the kitchen. He ran in to see his sister sitting at the table; devouring three pancakes covered in syrup. Swift's mom was wearing a simple grey sweatsuit. She had her back turned away from the two, as she was in front of the stove making more pancakes for them. Swift grabbed a plate and put two pancakes on it. He then proceeded to drown them in maple syrup before grabbing a fork and sitting at the table across from Scootaloo. While slowly starting his own pile, he watched as his younger sister was already on her second stack of pancakes. She was destroying the stack, only ever stopping to swallow a forkful of pancake, or to take a gulp of orange juice.
"Don't forget to breath Scoots." teased Swift.
"Shwat awp." said Scootaloo, who still had a forkful of pancakes in her mouth.
Their mom quickly piqued into the conversation. "What was all that racket about upstairs?"
"Shwift ashaulted mwe-" Sootaloo was saying before her mother interrupted her.
"Can you tell me without a mouthful of pancakes honey?"
"Showwe" said Scootaloo before swallowing her food. " Swift assaulted me with his pillows when I went to wake him up."
"Why did you assault your sister with pillows Swift?"
"I warned her what would happen If she stayed in my room when I needed to get ready." Swift defended.
"I would've left if Swift would just tell me who Twilight is!"
"Who?" asked their mother as she turned her head to look at Swift.
"A new girl at our school, I told her that but she still wouldn't leave." said Swift as he shifted his gaze back to his sister. "So I had to use reasonable force to get her out."
"Why did you want to know about who the new student was?" asked Swift and Scoot's mother. At this question, a sly grin crept across Scootaloo's face.
"Because Swift kept saying her name in his sleep."
"Oh really?" asked Swift's mother as a surprised look on her face turned quickly to a smile. Swift's mother noticed that Swift was staring at the floor of the kitchen as he was tapping his foot, a sign from him she had come to realize after a few years meant he was embarrassed about something. The smile on her face almost doubled in size "Is she cute?" Swift quickly blushed at this question.
"Mom!"
Swift's mom giggled, "Sorry sweetie, I'm just curious." she said as she started to put the frying pan into the dish washer.
"Are you gonna ask her out Swift?" asked Scootaloo as she put her syrup covered plate and fork in the dishwasher.
"Don't you have a carpool to catch?" retorted Swift, who was now crossing his arms and staring at the floor, and despritialy wanting to change the subject..
"Sweetie Bell sent me a text saying that her and Rarity were running late." countered Scootaloo, who's grin crept from ear to ear. "And don't try changing the subject! Do you really like her Swift? C'mon tell us!" said Scoots as both her and her mother were now staring at him.
"Well she's nice and all, but I think that it'd be good for us to just stay friends." quickly replied Swift. Scootaloo didn't seem convinced. She opened her mouth to ask another question, but just before she did, a loud honking could be heard from outside the house. Scootaloo looked confused and took out her phone to check her messages.
"That's weird, Sweetie didn't send me a message." said Scootaloo. As she said that, Swift's phone buzzed in his hoodie's pocket. He took it out of the pocket and read the new message he had gotten.
1 New message from: Flash Sentry
Flash: Dude I'm by your house, let's go!
Oh thank god! thought Swift as he quickly flung his backpack over his shoulder as he ran out of the kitchen "Sorry, that's my ride I gotta go BYE!!" shouted Swift as he left the doorway.
"Hey, get back here so I can finish asking you questions!" shouted Scootaloo in reply, repeating what Swift said earlier. Swift ran quickly through the main entrance of his home. Beowulf was halfway up the staircase to the house; high enough so Swift as he was running by, could pat the black cat on the head twice.
"Bye Beowulf, be a good kitty, guard the house while I'm gone!" Swift said to the cat, who replied with a slow meow. Swift them burst through the front door, and saw Flash's impressive looking car sitting in front of his dive way. He then dashed over to it and quickly opened the passenger side door, revealing the black leather interior. He threw his bag to the back seat before sitting in the passanger side seat.
"Hey dude, what's the rush?" asked Flash.
"It's nothing, let's just get to school!" quickly replied Swift as he made motions with his hands to go. Flash shrugged as he put his foot on the gas pedal. They were then off to the school. Swift and Scoot's house was within walking distance, but due to the face that their friends ofter drove to school and their house was on the way, their friends offered to drive them as well. The two friends sat in silence, both staring out the front window as Flash drove them to school. After a few minutes Flash started up a conversation.
"So Swift, kind of an important day huh?"
"It is?" asked Swift in confusion.
"Isn't the meeting for joining the Party Planning Committee today?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot that was today!" sighed Swift. He was so troubled by the dream he had last night, and the pestering by his Mother and Scootaloo that he failed to remember that it was today.
"So let me ask, do you have a plan?" Swift turned his head to Flash and raised his eyebrow to him. Flash re-phrased the question. "Do you have a plan for the whole Pinkie thing?"
Swift now understood Flash's question and began explaining how it played out in his mind before. Swift said that by joining the PPC, he would be able to work with Pinkie Pie during his time there. By helping out there and being around Pinkie more often, he believed that it would cause him to grow more used to being around her, and as such, would be able to talk to her more often and not freeze up if she just happened to pop out of anyplace as she was known to do. And also by being there, he theorized he's learn more about Pinkie. What she liked, what she didn't like,and maybe if she liked him. Swift thought the plan was genius! He would eliminate his shyness and be able to learn more about Pinkie, two birds with one stone! It was so simple, yet it was also genius, it was simply genius!
"Sounds good to me." replied Flash, not taking his eyes off of the road. "So what was up with you bolting out of your house back there? We're not late for school." Swift froze at this question, he didn't want to tell Flash about the dream with Twilight. If he told him, who knows what Flash would've reacted, so he chose to play it safe.
"Scoots was being super annoying this morning. She wouldn't stop playing that one song her and her friends wrote a few weeks ago. It was so loud and annoying that I thought I was gonna go mad if I stayed there any longer."
Flash nodded "Oh yeah, the Internet Fame Crusaders right? Did you see that video for the new song they posted the other day?"
"Yeah, I've never seen so many dislikes on one video." answered Swift.
"Or the comments." added Flash
" Scoots asked me what I thought of their music, and just as I was about to answer, that's when you texted me. Good timing, I didn't want to hurt Scootaloo by telling her I think their band stinks."
Flash laughed at this, "Dude, have you met your sister? She doesn't give a crap what you think. She'd give a crap if Rainbow Dash told her that her band sucked."
"I think that would destroy her."
"It probably would." snickered Flash as he drove up to the school parking lot. When he parked the car, the two got out and looked at the school ahead of them. "You ready for this Swift?" Flash asked.
"You bet Flash, I can do this, I CAN DO THIS!!!"
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Canterlot High: In front of music room #3 the meeting place of the PPC
3:00 after school
"I can't do this, I can't do this!" said Swift as he was standing outside of the music room in which the Party Planning Committee was meeting in. Swift stared at the double doors for a few minutes, trying to think, trying to move, trying to do something. Swift stared at the door until he suddenly got a hard slap to the back. Swift yelped and did a 180 degree jump to see that both Thunderlane and Flash Sentry were standing behind him. " Stop doing that! I'm nervous enough!" angrily said Swift.
"C'mon dude, go in there and party plan it up!" Flash said encouragingly.
"Yeah Swift, the only one out of the three of us who says you can't do it is you." added Thunderlane.
"Guys, I really can't do this, I'm freaking out!" said Swift.
"But what about the plan Swift?" asked Flash.
"Screw the plan, I think I'm gonna bolt. Sorry guys, I can't do this." Swift said as he tried walking past his two friends, before Thunderlane grabbed his shoulders and turned him to look Swift in the eyes.
"Swift, you've been wanting to ask Pinkie Pie out for at least two years now, right?" asked Thunderlane.
"Y-Yeah"
'And out of all the attempts you've gone through to try and talk to her, this seems like the way to go right?"
'I..I guess."
"Well what's stopping you? By joining the PPC, you can get over your shyness and ask Pinkie out. This is the greatest chance you have with this girl, and you shouldn't let it slide."
"You think so Thunderlane?"
"I know so! You know it, I know it, and Flash knows it! Swift let me give you some advice. Sometimes you need to toss away your worries and fears, and just go for it!
"Toss away your worries and fears huh?' asked Swift to no one in particular. He closed his eyes and thought about it for a few seconds before opening them again. "You're right Thunderlane, I need to just go for this! I can't let this opportunity slide!" said Swift with newfound determination.
"Thatta boy Justice! But just to let you know, we weren't giving you a choice about going in there." Flash said from behind Swift.
"Huh? I thought you guys just came here to encourage me," said Swift in confusion.
Thunderlane answered, "Well yeah, we came to do that, and also well....THIS!!" In that moment, Thunderland quickly spun Swift around to face the music room door again. Flash quickly opened one of the double doors of the music room, and Thunderlane gave Swift a hard shove, effectively pushing him into the room. Swift turned around only to see Flash slam the door shut.