//------------------------------// // A Song For What?! // Story: Canterlot High Has A New What?! // by Enclave2277 //------------------------------// Chapter 16: A song for WHAT?! “79 signatures…” Silver Spoon smiled as she went over the list for the fifteenth time, “79 whole signatures, this week’s party is going to be something.” “So that’s another 79 added on to a total of 110?” Apple Bloom asked, “You sure we can fit them all into the center?” “Never stopped us before,” Sunset giggled, “Though it does bug me that we no longer have the full run of the school.” “Vice Principal Luna told us flat out that it was only a summer time thing. Now that the school year is in play we’re going to have to be more careful.” Sweetie reminded. “You do realize we walked around naked yesterday with nothing but body paint on.” Dinky asked. “And that’s as far as I wanna push my luck this year,” Sweetie said. “Was still fun though,” Apple Bloom giggled. “Regardless, let’s focus on the next party.” Sweetie reminded the girls. The officers, including Miss Cheerilee, were relaxing within the NLAC enjoying the club hour. Of course they were naked, but a slight chill was in the air so both Sunset and Sweetie were wrapped in towels fully. Miss Cheerilee kept her bottom covered with towels while Apple Bloom and Silver Spoon had the towels draped over like Blankets. Only Dinky and Pinkie seemed immune to the chill, which Sunset had promised would go away in a moment or so. As mentioned the club fair was a smashing success. A few keen eye students caught on to the fact that the NLAC presenters weren’t dressed but kept it too themselves. Outside of that, and a decent dodge by Pinkie Pie to keep Principal Celestia from figuring things out, nothing bad happened at all. It was surely a far cry from last year where every member seemed to keep an eye over their shoulder for Diamond Tiara. At points Sweetie felt like she missed it, but then she remembered that times were better now. So that left planning for Friday and the first party of the new school year. While the theme motif had carried the club through the summer months, the idea pit had run very dry for the upcoming semester. The officer’s ideas ranged from the impractical to the downright ludicrous, which constantly compounded the fact that this year the NLAC would not have the run of the school. Still, the show must continue and ideas were continuously thrown out. As the impossible were thrown out one by one, Sweetie kept glancing at the doorway. Breezy was due any minute and Sweetie wasn’t entirely sure if it was a good idea if they all should be naked when she arrived. Then again Breezy now knew what she was getting into so all pretense of dodging was gone from the word go. So regardless of the scenario, Breezy was going to sing in front of naked people. And it was at that moment an idea struck Sweetie’s head, “Oh! What about a musical theme?” Silver Spoon raised an eyebrow, “A musical theme? Like Broadway or…” “Both,” Sweetie responded, “I mean we don’t have to break out into song every ten minutes but the feeling is there.” Even Miss Cheerilee smiled, “It would be nice to indulge in some classical performances for once.” “Any objections or better ideas?” Sweetie asked. After a moment of silence, a flurry of ‘no’s’ came from the collective group. Sweetie smiled, “So it’s settled then.” Around that exact moment, a gentle knock came at the front door. “Oh good,” Sweetie smiled, “That’s Breezy!” But just before Sweetie got up, Sunset took Sweetie’s arm, “Wait a second Sweetie, are you sure it’s a good idea to bring Breezy here?” “What do you mean Sunset?” Sweetie asked. “Look I know she wants to learn about the club and all but, I think it might be better if Miss Cheerilee, Pinkie, and I get dressed.” Sunset explained. “Aww why do I have to get dressed?” Pinkie whined. “Because we’re older, and slightly more developed too. It might be too overwhelming for her.” Sunset explained. “Sunset’s right, even though Breezy’s made strides seeing all of us might be off putting. Even if we had towels on.” Miss Cheerilee added. Sweetie pondered a moment. It was a valid point and Sweetie remembered the first time they all hung out naked and how off put she felt. Then again, part of her felt she would be doing a disservice to Breezy’s wonder about the club. Sighing, Sweetie nodded, “If it’s for the better. I mean she’s already seen me and AB naked so seeing Dinks and Silver won’t destroy her.” “Well to be fair,” Silver Spoon interjected, “She did see all of us naked yesterday.” “We were covered in paint and trying to not get fully noticed,” Sunset said leading Miss Cheerilee and a reluctant Pinkie back to the locker rooms, “There’s a difference.” Conceding that point, Silver stood down. Sweetie then walked over to the CHS doors, making sure to wrap a towel around her in case it wasn’t Breezy, and opened it partially. Outside, Breezy had been doing her hardest to steady her breath as she clutched her CD and lyric sheet. She was about to walk into a room full of nudists, and she was the only one who was gonna remain clothed. That prospect alone was difficult but she also was going to sing in front of them. The term scary was too mild for her. Yet when that door opened and Breezy’s eyes met Sweetie’s she relaxed, “Oh hey Sweetie.” “Breeze you made it!” Sweetie exclaimed, “How are you feeling?” “Anxious…but ready!” Breezy smiled behind her mask. Sweetie nodded and opened fully to let her in. Breezy walked in and stopped immediately when her eyes caught the others. Apple Bloom, clutching a towel in her hand, was standing up and walking over to Breezy. And much to her surprise a blonde hair girl Breezy assumed was Dinky Hooves was present too, a towel covering her like a cloak. Though the most surprisingly of all was the last person present, the high society girl Silver Spoon. The funny thing was, they were all naked aside from towels. “Ah Breezy good to see you.” Miss Cheerilee said walking in from nearby rooms. Following her was Sunset Shimmer and a very dejected Pinkie Pie. Breezy’s eyes widened as she saw the sign “Women’s Locker rooms” from the door they had just exited. Instantly she put two and two together. At first she was stunned beyond all reasonable understanding. Then she quickly recovered and secretly chuckled at herself for being surprised by this. Breezy cleared her throat as Sweetie closed the door behind her, “Hello everyone…my name is Breezy Kite.” A flurry of greetings responded to Breezy’s introduction. Gathering her nerves, Breezy looked around the room, “I hope I’m not interrupting.” “Not at all, we were just wrapping up actually.” Silver Spoon responded. Nodding, Breezy felt a slight chill, “It’s a bit cold down here isn’t it?” “Yeah heat’s broken, I hope that’s not a problem,” Sweetie smiled. Breezy shook her head, “Oh, Sweetie said it was okay if I…um…I would see if this song I wrote was…” Sunset giggled as she rejoined the others, “Don’t worry Sweetie already explained. It’s just we don’t have any instruments to play.” “Uh not that’s okay,” Breezy responded trying her hardest not to sound defensive, “I made a recording.” “Oh cool! I knew there was a good reason I brought this CD player!” Pinkie shouted pulling a CD player from out of nowhere. Trying to not be surprised, Breezy nodded and accepted the player before Sweetie ushered her over to the stage. As Sweetie set up a mic for Breezy, Breezy put the CD player on the floor behind her and popped in the disk. Her nerves began to take hold of her, but she was too far in now to back out. Then she had a revelation. She was about to sing, and her mask was still on. Usually whenever she sang, she would take the mask off to allow her chin to move with her mouth. However, the obvious problem was she was about to reveal her gruesome face to the club officers. Yet four out of the seven were naked in front of her, and the other three only dressed because of the chill, so really Breezy’s fears were unfounded. If they were comfortable with being naked in front of her, why should she be afraid? They will hate you! They will fear you! You know it as well as me! You are a monster! Breezy shook it off, took a deep breath, before standing up and turning to face the microphone, “Um…is it okay if I…take off my mask.” After the crowd agreed, Breezy quickly revealed her face. Much to her comfort, no one seemed scared or off put. With that done, Breezy nodded at Sweetie, who promptly pressed play on the CD player. Slowly, the mournful sound of Breezy’s Viola Organista began to play. It was a gentle music, one filled with sadness and timidity, yet as if reaching out from the deepest of chords there was a firmness, almost like a helping hand. Taking a deep breath, Breezy began to sing: ♫I Remember there was mist♫ ♫Shadowy fog, thicker than a cloud♫ ♫I remember candles lit♫ ♫Broken voices screaming without sound♫ The tone of the music matched Breezy’s voice, which seemed scared and alone, crying out for someone to help. Then the music slowly rose, as if the helping hand was pushing its way through the thick, sad music, to grab the outstretched hand of Breezy’s voice. ♫I was lost and lone, weakened by terrible pains♫ ♫I was dismayed and broken, alone in the flames♫ ♫But then you came to find me♫ ♫To help and set me free♫ In a split second, the sad music became uplifting and angelic. Breezy’s own dispositions changed slightly as well and her gaze seemed to be directed not on Sweetie but on something no one could accurately explain. ♫My angel my savior♫ ♫I sing for thee♫ ♫Always by my side♫ ♫To guide me♫ ♫My angel my freedom♫ ♫I entrust to thee♫ ♫Come to me♫ ♫My angelic key! ♫ Slowly the music rounded off and came to a gentle end. The small crowd stood in applause for Breezy who simply blushed at the act. Sure the song wasn’t very long, in fact it was one of her shortest ever, but it still got the point across. Even more so was the look on Sweetie Belle’s face. Breezy had come so far, now Sweetie was going to make one final push to get Breezy back into the real world.