//------------------------------// // Dec 20, 2014 // Story: Canterlot High // by Sailor_Pluto //------------------------------// Friday, December 20, 2014/ Home It’s five days until Christmas. I’m thinking about going shopping for my new friends, and Button too, but I don’t know. I never really been a “Do things for other people” person. I never got presents for my parents. Acceptable. After I get dressed and go into the hallway, I see Apple Bloom and Twist parked outside the bathroom in a heated argument. I roll my eyes and pass them. “Never a dull moment here. No Siree.” December 20, 2014/ Breakfast Celestia’s still here. She sits with us at breakfast, and it’s obvious that we’re all a little confused. She looks at all of us. “Well, I believe you all are wondering why I’m still here.” We all murmur an agreement. She laughs a little. “Well, alright then. As you have probably noticed, you have no dorm manager here, and every other dorm has one. The southeast dorm has Polly Mare, the northwest dorm has Doctor Whooves, the-” “We get it.” Silver Spoon says as she rubs the dark bags under her eyes. Celestia coughs daintly. “Right. Moving on. Your dorm, however, lacks a dorm manager, and I think that could be-” she glances in Twist’s direction. “Hazardous to your health.” Twist smacks her face on the table. “I’m thorry, okay? It wath juth kind oth funny, that’th all.” Tiara smashed her fists down on her plate. “It was not funny! Some idiot tried to steal my tiara!” “Um,” Scootaloo interrupts. “Are we talking about your actual tiara, or is that a synonym for something else?” Everyone at the table except for Tiara and Celestia erupts with laughter. “We are talking about the tiara that I wear on my head.” Tiara says through clenched teeth. Scootaloo laughs even harder. “ENOUGH!” Celestia yells. “Listen, I know it’s the morning, we’re all kind of tired. That does not mean that you can sit around the breakfast table making inappropriate jokes!” Scootaloo looked at the ground. “I’m sorry.” she squeaked. Celestia puts her hands together and sighs. “Never again.” December 20, 2014/ Lunch Button is waiting for me outside the cafeteria. I let out a breath of relief. “Oh good, you’re still going to have lunch with me.” He gets a confused look on his face. “Yeah…. did you think that I wouldn’t?” “Maybe.” He takes my arm, which makes my heart flutter. “Come on. Let’s go.” December 20, 2014/ Home When I arrive at the dorm, Celestia is at the kitchen table going over a buttload of paper work. Twist is watching her, fascinated. “It’th like I’m not ethen here!” Twist whispers. Apple Bloom comes in, munching on an apple. “We’d all like ta pretend that ya ain’t here, Twist.” Twist sticks her tongue out. “Thut up.” While they spend more time arguing, I go to my room to finish up some homework, then I play video games. Someone knocks at the door. I pause the game. “COME IN!!!” Scootaloo opens the door. “Celestia wanted me to come up here to tell you that it’s dinner time.” “Right. I’ll be down in a minute.” She catches sight of the video game. “COOL! You’re playing Super Mare-io Brothers 2?” I nod. She gets this mischievous smile on her face, which kind of scares me. “Can I play?” “Oh, well sure, I guess-” She plugs in the extra controller and unpauses it. About twenty minutes later, Celestia comes and brings us our dinner, which is pizza! Turns out that’s what they eat every Friday. She seems to understand why we didn’t come down. After getting to Level thirty five, I save the game, brush my teeth and go to sleep.