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About half an hour later, the Dazzlings sat in a wide, well-lit office. Apparently it belonged to the principal of Canterlot High School, whoever that was—the sign on the door was falling off, it was so old. Not even the secretary had given the principal’s name.
Aria slumped in her seat, wringing her hands and trying desperately to block out Sonata’s screechy babbling. She was rambling about teddy bears, or love, or something—all Aria knew was that with every word, her headache only grew.
Between the two of them sat Adagio, eyes closed and breathing deeply. After realizing that dramatic posing was tacky, she had picked up meditation as a way of dealing with her frustrations. Aria had tried it once or twice, but it just didn’t click with her; all it did was make her want to punch something in the throat.
The thought echoed through Aria’s mind. She wrung her hands harder.
A soft click went off behind them, followed by the long creaking of the door being opened. All three of the Dazzlings put on their most cordial smiles as the Principal took her seat in front of them. When the older woman returned their grins, however, Aria couldn’t help but notice that whoever this woman was, she looked vaguely familiar…
“Good morning!” the woman said. “It’s wonderful to hear that you three are thinking of joining us here at CHS. My name is Principal Celestia, and I—”
Aria didn’t hear anything else. Every muscle tensed at the name—Celestia? What in the world was she doing here? Had they been found out? Had the pony princess come to kill them? This wasn’t how it was supposed to end. Aria tightened her fists and bared her teeth, eyes locked onto Celestia’s pudgy, vulnerable throat.
No.
She let out her wrath in a single hissing breath. This type of thing had happened before. When they first arrived, they found out that the mayor of Canterlot was one Starswirl “the Bearded.” The librarian down the road was named Clover, there lived a monarch halfway across the world named Princess Platinum... Everyone in Equestria seemed to have some sort of human counterpart—even Celestia, it seemed. Who would have thought that such a mighty and respected alicorn would be reduced to a mere high school principal? Just the thought made Aria laugh.
It took Aria a few moments to realize that she was laughing out loud. Heat swirled through her face as she noticed everyone staring at her, heads tilted, eyebrows raised. Aria crossed her arms and spat, “What?”
Celestia frowned. “I asked for your name, dear.”
“Oh.” Aria gulped down her embarrassment and sat up a bit straighter. “Aria. Aria Blaze.”
“That’s a lovely name,” Celestia said, very nearly making Aria gag. She turned back to Adagio, whose innocent smile hadn’t broken for a second. “If I may ask, how do you three know each other?”
“We’re sisters,” Adagio said, pulling Sonata and Aria into a tight hug. “Triplets, in fact. Fraternal.”
“Wonderful!” Celestia said. She jotted down a few notes, then said, “I love seeing sisters getting along so well—heaven knows it’s far too uncommon these days. I think you three will be a perfect fit for the CHS community. Now, let’s get started with some of the paperwork, shall we?” She pulled a few papers and a clipboard out of her desk. “That reminds me: I couldn’t help but notice that your parents aren’t with you. Where are they?”
Aria crossed her arms and waited for Adagio to answer—but nothing came. Adagio’s mouth hung for what seemed like lifetimes, and not a word left her lips. Aria narrowed her eyes; had Adagio really not thought of an answer for this? They had been prepping for two months. Did she really never come up with a backstory for their parents?
Aria gripped the armrests of her chair as the burning came back.
Just as Celestia’s smile started to wane, Sonata leaned forward and chirped, “We’re orphans!” Her constant grin wilted into a quivering frown, in a perfect imitation of a pathetic human. “Our parents died in a car crash when we were only five. We had to raise ourselves. It was so lonely.”
“My Goddess, I’m so sorry!” Celestia said. “Did Child Services never help you?”
Sonata shook her head. “Not at all. The system failed us, left us to toil alone in an uncaring world.”
Celestia threw a hand to her heart. “That’s awful.”
“It’s okay.” A single tear rolled down Sonata’s eye and fell to her skirt. “But we don’t like to talk about it.”
Aria had to hold back a snicker. As annoyingly naïve as Sonata could be, no one could say that she couldn’t make herself useful every once in a while. Sonata had always been the manipulative one—ever since they were hatchlings. She tricked people with her innocence, deceived them with her ditzy voice and good looks. After all, this was a girl who held a premium membership at the Teddy Bear Hospital downtown; who would ever find her suspicious?
“That’s perfectly fine—let’s not dwell in the past. Let’s look to the future.” Celestia handed her papers and clipboard over to Adagio. “I promise you: once you enroll in CHS, you’ll never have to feel like you’re alone ever again.”
“That’s good to hear,” Adagio said. She glanced down at the sheet, and for the first time since they had arrived, frowned. “Um, excuse me. What is an ‘SSN?’”
“That would be your Social Security Number.”
“Our what?”
Celestia’s smile wilted a bit. “Your Social Security Number. You are citizens of this country, right? You should have a number.”
All three of the Dazzlings shook their heads in unison.
“Oh. Um…” Celestia leaned forward and took back her clipboard. “Well, this is a bit awkward. I’m sorry to say, but if you aren’t legal citizens, you can’t enroll in a public school. We can’t take you in.” She paused. “Have... have you never gone to school before?”
Aria leapt across the desk and punched Celestia in the throat.
Celestia went down like lead, falling out of her chair and hitting the ground stomach-first with a thud. She gasped for breath as Aria jumped on top of her and turned her over, but just as she began to squeak out another word, Aria punched her again, stealing the wind from her throat.
“Aria!” Adagio screamed, pulling her ‘sister’ off of Celestia. “Just what in Tartarus do you think you’re doing?”
“What are you doing?” Aria said, pushing her away. “Sing, before she gets up!”
Aria belted out a sudden high note, and Sonata jumped in a second later. Adagio shot the two of them a glare, but joined the chorus. Their amulets radiated with energy as green smoke rose from Celestia’s cowering form. The principal soon stilled, and her fear surrounded the Dazzlings, filling their stomachs. Celestia gazed up at the trio with glazed-over eyes.
“So we’ve hypnotized her,” Adagio said, crossing her arms. “Now what?”
Aria leaned down and picked Celestia up by her collar. “You’re gonna let us enroll in this stupid school, or you’re gonna say goodbye to your throat.” Celestia struggled to get out anything more than a croak.
Sonata stepped forward. “Ari, you’re hurting her!”
“So what?” Aria giggled. “Hell, this was our mission, right? Kill Celestia?”
“The pony Celestia. Not this fat slob of a woman,” Adagio said. She rolled her eyes. “This will never work. You’re just going to get us arrested—”
“Yes,” Celestia choked out, doing her best to nod with a quickly swelling neck. “I’ll forge the paperwork. I’ll do it right now.”
Aria smirked and lifted herself off of Celestia, allowing the woman to take a full breath for the first time in over a minute. She slapped Adagio’s shoulder. “Never gonna work, huh?”
Adagio growled and pushed Aria away. “You were lucky—that’s it. I’m the one who gives the orders here. Try that again, and our plan is ruined.” She walked to the door, with Sonata following close after.
Aria watched them go, heat rippling through her cheeks. Lucky? Lucky? There was no luck involved with punching someone in the throat. It was all power, all supremacy. Aria knew that punching their enemies in the throat was the only way to end the constant hunger gnawing at her bones. There was nothing more powerful in this world than a fist—there was nothing more powerful than her fist.
As Adagio turned to open the door, Aria caught the briefest glimpse of her delicate, fleshy throat. She could only imagine what it would be like to feel the crack of Adagio’s trachea against her knuckles, to watch her fall to the floor, crying.
‘Do it.’
Everything went blurry. Aria caught herself on the desk as spots flew through her vision. For a moment, all she heard was her hard breathing, and all she could feel was the burning in her hands.
She wrung them together and tried to force the thoughts away, but they wouldn’t leave. No, she thought, shaking her head. I won’t punch Adagio. I can’t. This isn’t one of those stupid dreams…
Dreams. The images of Adagio left Aria’s mind.
Aria turned around and walked back to Celestia, who had just finished filling out the documents. Aria snatched the papers off the desk, then pushed the still-hypnotized Celestia out of her chair. Celestia crashed to the floor and tried to back away, but Aria grabbed her.
“Say my name,” Aria whispered.
Celestia gulped. “Ar… Ari…”
“Say my name!”
“Aria Blaze!”
Aria nodded and patted Celestia on the head. “Good. Now go home and don’t come back.”
She slammed Celestia’s head against the wall and walked away, massaging her knuckles.
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And again I get blamed for the weirdest shit.
What is with humans and punching?
7519332
Hey, at least you only got second billing this time.
7519344 It's okay.
I'm used to it by now.
7519332 ...was this your fault? It's been in the works for, like, a year and a half, and I can't even remember what started it.
7519351 It was some conversation that devolved into Aria Blaze punching throats.
Note the use of 'devolved'.
7519351
The way it started: while writing Sonata Goes Goth, we got into a discussion about all the weird spikes and things that all the sirens wear. Someone—either Majin or CV—came up with "Aria Blaze, Throat Puncher," and I vowed to write it.
IT'S ABOUT TIME
I'm glad this is finally out. I've heard so much about it.
I can definitely see Aria punching throats. Not faces or abdomens, though.
I'm guessing this ends with either someone punching Aria, or her looking in a mirror and being overwhelmed with her urge on herself. That would certainly explain the Dark tag.
7519358 ACK!!! MY THROAT!!!
Careful, young throat puncher. You must master the fist, lest the fist master y—
AKGH!
Ow... Sheesh, see if I ever talk to you agai—
ARGL!
Ouchies...
Yeah. Good story so far. Looking forward to more.
I regret nothing
Great cover art too
Not to be mistaken with ashling the neck stabber
AT LAST
THE LEGEND BEGINS
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Villainous Ending? or maybe more exact, it was Aria Ending? Holy smokes, I never knew I need this thing in my life! Rule the world with an Iron fist, Aria BLAZE!!
What is best in life? To drive crackfic ideas before you into serious stories, and hear the lamentations of your readers.
This is a lot more amusing than it has any right to be.
This. I don't read fics with the Sirens often enough, but most of them have Sonata being just a complete oblivious ditz when this isn't the case. There's only a few hints in the movie, and I guess it takes one to know one, but she's deceptive, overplaying the stupidity and holding back that she knows what's going on. She's deceptive, and she plays it to her advantage. I'm just finding this bit of characterizing rather refreshing.
Also I think it was Meghan McCarthy who mentioned in the Rainbow Rocks director's commentary that this is indeed the case with Sonata.
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Oh wowee! That's so cool! You can see her knuckle indentation on your throat skin. It's all welted and bruised an' stuff! Hey Aria! Oy! H0i Aria! Check out Foamy's neck! It's like finding a fingerprint to a crime scene except this is a huge knuckle pri–HLUQ!!!
HLAWK!!!
HLEWRK!!!
Arak! Oh cool! I have's it now, too! Why are you walking away, Aria? We can now see your knuckle prints on my throat, too! Let's compare. Fine, I'll go over to you–GLUK!!!!!!
HARWK!!!
HOGGGHH!!!
It already is with the seeds now laid.
Poor Celestia.