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// Episode 4: Purple Prose (Ebony Eyes) - Part 1 
// Story: Blossom's Bizarre Adventure 
// by veeSheep 
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It was Friday, Sunset, Rainbow Dash and Blossom were heading to the detention room for the last time that week, inside, they met up with the gray girl from Blossom’s classroom and the pink-haired girl that ran from Chrysalis earlier that week, at the front of the room was a sleeping teacher, not paying attention as the innocent yellow girl fed something in her backpack, presumably a small animal, or as the nerdy gray girl texted someone in silence.

“The detention room, as boring as ever,” Rainbow whispered to her friends.

“Well, at least it’s finally Friday, we don’t have to come to this hole anymore after today,” Sunset responded, “Hopefully, at least,” She said. The girls took their seats and remained sitting and quiet. Blossom was sitting next to the pink-haired girl, close enough to see the small white bunny in her backpack, so, as the teacher wasn’t looking, she tried to start some small talk.

“Hi there,” Blossom greeted her, “What’s your name?”

“Me?” She asked, rather quietly.

“Uh, yes,” Blossom whispered, “You got Chrysalis off our backs last Tuesday, what’s your name?” She asked back.

“Oh, I’m Fluttershy,” The girl replied, “You’re welcome, by the way,” She said, before going back to petting her rabbit.

“Why are you here? You seem really nice,” Blossom questioned her.

“Angel here was caught out of my backpack, they returned him, but now I’m here because of it,” Fluttershy said, “Oh no, did that mean little crocodile play mean with you, Angel?” She changed the subject and talked to herself, as she finally noticed a pink patch of fur on her rabbit’s back leg. She held him by the chin and something crawled by her arm from within her short-sleeved shirt, it was a large group of small pink and yellow flower heads with arms and eyes.

“Oh my-!” Blossom leaned back in her chair in shock, she just met another Stand user, and it was the last person she could’ve expected to have one.

“What is it? Oh dear!” Fluttershy noticed that Blossom was looking at her Stand as it moved along Angel’s fur, over to where his wound would be, the small flowers began to do something on the rabbit, it flipped over for a moment and suddenly felt no pain and was perfectly healed, beign gently pet by his owner again.

“You have one too?” Blossom asked, “A Stand?” She added.

“So that’s what you call it? Well, I guess I do,” Fluttershy replied, Sunset overheard their conversation and moved seats to know it all better.

“Hey Flutter,” Shimmer whispered at her, Blossom was slightly confused.

“You two know each other already?” Blossom asked them.

“Oh, yeah, we go back about a year or so, since the incident that the principal mentioned,” Sunset said, while Fluttershy simply nodded in response to Blossom’s question, “Anyways, I just heard that you have a Stand of some sort,” Sunset mentioned.

“Oh, yeah, these flower things,” Fluttershy said, “I call them Pixies,” She told them her ability’s name. The three girls did not notice the nerdy-looking young lady on the other side of the room angrily looking at them, still trying to text somebody a message, but Rainbow Dash saw that the girl wasn’t typing anything, just pretending to. Dash used Rush to bump the girl in the back of the head, making her drop her phone on the ground and revealing that she was using a type of sound recording application.

“Oops,” Rainbow said, not caring that she could’ve broken the phone.

“Aagh! You piece of- You just barely didn’t shatter the screen!” The girl yelled, waking up the teacher that was supposed to be watching over them all, who shouted at the gray girl for using her phone and getting off her chair, giving away her name, ‘Purple Prose’.

“Why were you recording stuff in here? You’re not allowed to, plus, what could be interesting to record in a detention room?” Sunset asked, getting up and walking towards Prose.

“Your conversation, duh,” Prose was very direct in telling Sunset what she was interested in.

“Why would you care about us that much?” Sunset continued her questioning.

“If I tell, my lady won’t forgive me, my mission is a complete secret to anyone out of our group,” Prose replied, attempting to sound intimidating and mysterious.

“Ugh…” Sunset grunted.

“Will you two sit down already or do I have to get the principal here?” The teacher asked them.

“I don’t know, will you just not get involved here?!” Prose shouted at the teacher.

“Watch your attitude, little lady,” The teacher got angry, “That’s it, I’m going to get vice-principal Luna,” He threatened, going outside of the room. Purple Prose attempted to follow him, but Rainbow blocked the door with Rush, and Prose stopped at the sight of it, meaning that she had a Stand herself.

“You reacted to Rush?” Blossom asked, getting off her seat along with Fluttershy.

“So that’s what this dumb bird is called?” Prose joked, a dark-gray, ghostly hand appeared from Purple’s own arm, flicking Rush’s beak up, “Hahah!”

“Oh crud,” Rainbow said, trying to get up but falling back with her chair before being able to. Purple Prose’s Stand took full form, it was an armored torso, with arms and a head, with a large set of golden cogs and other systems in place of hips and legs, which kept it in the air. Its head had a pair of upside-down horns and dark eyes within purple circles.

“Ebony Eyes,” Prose said, “That’s what I’ve decided to call it,” She added.

“Great,” Dash complained, “We’re gonna have to fight her and that thing before Luna gets here?”

“My power is to turn anything I touch into a sort of trap,” Prose explained her ability, much to the girls’ confusion, why would she be so confident as to just give away what she could do?

“You know that we can defeat you easily if we know what it does, right?” Blossom questioned Prose’s decisions, Dash put her hand on what was Purple’s desk and sharp spikes flew out of it, piercing the rainbow-haired girl’s hand and arm, the others gasped in terror as blood went all over the desk.

“I don’t think you understand Ebony Eyes’ potential, if I can get my butt out of here with a head start, I’m invincible! Everything I touch can become a mine or a spike trap or any other thing I can imagine!” Prose gloated in front of the girls, who now had their hands full, they had to defeat Prose before she got away, before Luna arrived, without breaking the school and without actually smashing Purple into the ground.

To Be Continued…