A bit of Chapter 3: This is a school series first and not everything is dark. Here's some character comedy.

This was not Fluttershy's best idea. Now stealing something from Crystal Prep was usually hard. They had been on edge after the whole night sky exploded in hellfire last Fall Formal. Sure they were hyper paranoid monster hunters anyway, but having their theories that had been hypothesized for a few hundred years paying off in one blast really made them notice the rivalry between the schools. But the schools weren't always segregated into Monsters at CHS and Hunters at Crystal Prep. Fluttershy knew that the Drama Club led by that Trixie girl was full of humans. Humans were fantastic in covert missions.

She just wished that the fastest one at that job wasn't Trixie.
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The thing about Trixie wasn't that she was full on annoying per se. Her family life was just really weird. Being the adopted daughter of the Vice Principal of the school could do that to a girl. All in all, she learned how to be a complete and utter mess at social interactions, but she really knew how to shine in drama. At least Fluttershy liked that she was super easy to bribe- she absolutely adored peanut butter crackers.

Walking up to the attached house of the Principals always felt weird to Fluttershy. Mostly because it wasn't school related and that the whole family dynamic was now insane. A Demon Queen of Hell, a School Principal, the Vice Principal in Alcoholics Anonymous, and a drama nerd could do that.

She chalked up the crazy to stress related to deal with schools being dumb.

Ringing the doorbell and waiting was the worst because seeing teachers after school doing normal things like having lives and families was not on the normal list of things that students would love.

Having the door opened by Vice Principal Luna while she was wearing bunny pajamas? That was unexpected.

"Fluttershy? What are you doing here at this time of night?" Luna peered out behind Fluttershy to check if she was being 'punked' as her sister liked calling pranks nowadays. Luna's eye twitched. She had been on edge ever since she had tried to crash her sister's car into the school. She had only wanted to host a school dance that lasted all night long and her sister said no. Sure then she got wasted on moonshine and then tried to commit manslaughter with a car.

She did laugh about the whole experience after she went to prison for a while.

"Oh is Trixie here cause I have this project for class that I wanted her to look over."

Fluttershy hated lying to Luna about why she was actually here but time probably was of the essence with this and getting Trixie to come out to her was easier this way.

"Sure, why not? Its not like I thought you were the pizza man." Luna trudged in the house dejectedly- her ankle bracelet faintly beeping as she went back towards the center of the house.

Fluttershy tried to strike up conversation with the Vice Principal. "So seen any good movies lately?"

Luna looked askance at the girl. "Not really, but my life was a prison drama for a year."

"Ouch?"

"That's what my cellmates said when I showed them my hygiene regimen."

"Who are you talking to, Luna? You know how Doctor Turner said you needed your antipsychotics. . . oh Fluttershy what are you doing here?"
Principal Celestia was not much better than her sister in her choice of attire. A shirt saying Praise the Sun draped over her upper body and pajama bottoms of suns was an image Fluttershy did not expect. Though she did have good poise for being surprised by Fluttershy.

"Need Trixie for something."

Celestia groaned. Of course. There weren't many reasons why students would come to her inner sanctum away from the kids unless they needed her daughter or her sister's. "Back room." Celestia wanted to watch her nightly soap opera and go to bed. Temple of Desire was having a great arc with Sapphire Shores guest starring. "Why can't I go on magical adventures like those characters? All I do is get paperwork and whatnot."
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Fluttershy glanced into Trixie's room. For being Luna's daughter, she was rather boring with her room choices. The room was just a bed, a desk, a dresser, and not much else. Though what dominated her room were total nerd things. Action figures and statues dominated a wall showing off her different likes. A strange purple and black dress hung up on another wall near black boots and gloves. Putting that up to Trixie recently watching a few too many superhero movies- she nudged the hyperfocused drama nerd awake.

"Trixie was not asleep, she was carefully watching for intruders."