The next day, Cadance woke up with a sense of dread. She was worried about trying to make amends with the student she grabbed in a fit of rage. Would he accept? Would he press charges? Would be smug? She took a deep breath, then exhaled. Now was not the time to worry about such things. For now, she had to get dressed and get to Crystal Prep.
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Now at Crystal Prep, Cadance headed straight for her office. She'd have time to search for the student later. Upon reaching her office, she noticed a piece of paper in her inbox. She took it, and gave it a quick... "Son of a bitch," she muttered under her breath. It was a suspension letter for the student she accosted yesterday! She put a hand to her head and sighed heavily. She got herself all worked up for nothing. She got out a pad of paper and made a note to herself to apologize to him the next time she'd see him. Might as well get to it, then, she thought as she began filling out the letter.
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Some time later, the door to Cadance's office was flung open, nearly startling the Dean. "What the-"
"Dean Cadance," the student said as he tried to catch his breath. "There's a fight going on in the halls!"
Cadance's jaw dropped. Again?! What sort of hellhole was this place becoming for it to have two fights in two days?! "Take me there, now!"
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Dean Cadance arrived on the scene to see Lemon Zest and Sour Sweet charging towards each other. Summoning as much strength as she could muster, she grabbed and held back the latter while Radiant Hope restrained the former.
"What on earth has gotten into you two," said Dean Cadence as she continued holding a flailing Sour Sweet.
"Oh my god, you're both bleeding," Radiant Hope exclaimed before gritting her teeth.
"I'm fine," shouted Sour Sweet.
"Let me at that goddamn bitch! I've had enough of her bullshit," yelled Lemon Zest.
"Enough," bellowed Principal Cinch. Sour, Lemon, Hope and Cadence all stopped at the sound of Cinch's voice. "What is the meaning of this," she asked, folding her arms and tapping a foot in impatience. Lemon and Sour both started talking at the same time, got angry again, and had to be held back once more by Hope and Cadence. Principal Cinch pinched the bridge of her nose. "I've heard enough," she said. "Lemon Zest. Sour Sweet. Go to the nurses office to get patched up. If I hear of one more incident involving you two I'm sending you both home for the day." The two girls glared at each other.
"Do I make myself clear?" said Cinch, her patience long since lost.
"Yes, Principal Cinch." said Lemon and Sour, blushing in embarrassment.
The bell for the first class of the day rang as Lemon and Sour went to the nurse's office, avoiding eye contact with each other to avoid fighting again. Cinch walked off in a huff, and Hope and Cadance simply stared at each other.
"Talk later," Cadance asked.
"Talk later. Work first," agreed Hope, and the two went back to their respective offices.
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A few hours of work and a quick lunch later, Cadance decided to get out of her office. It was getting rather stuffy in there, and she needed to move around. She stretched as she got off of her seat, then cracked her neck. She winced in pain, then walked out of her office.
As Cadance walked the halls, she noticed Crystal Prep Academy's top student: Twilight Sparkle. She had her pet dog Spike out of her bag and out in the open. "Twilight,"she said, causing the student to yelp. She turned around. "I know your parents and I agreed to let you bring your dog to Crystal Prep," Cadance continued. "But we only agreed under the condition that you only let him out when you're either outside or in your personal lab."
Twilight smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry, Dean Cadance. I just didn't want Spike to suffocate, and he's so energetic sometimes."
Cadance folded her arms. "Be that as it may, what do you think would have happened if I was Principal Cinch? What would she have done?"
Twilight sighed. "She'd make sure that I'd never bring him here again," she said, slouching in a defeated posture.
"Now, now, Twilight," Cadance said reassuringly as she put her arms on Twilight's shoulders. "I'm not trying to make you feel bad. I just don't want you to get caught. Spike helps you get through the day sometimes, I understand that." Twilight nodded. "Be more careful where you let him out," she said as Spike approached her. "Isn't that right," she cooed, scratching the dog behind the ear. He thumped his left hind quarter on the floor in appreciation until she stopped, then shook his head rapidly. The warning bell for seventh period rang. "Well, we should both get going," Dean Cadance said.
"Yes," Twilight said. "Yes we should." She ran up to Cadance and gave her a hug, which was warmly returned. The hug was broken quickly, and Twilight put Spike back in her backpack, then the two went their separate ways.
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A few hours later, Cadance checked her phone for the time. She smiled, then got out of her chair with a yawn. Being a Dean may be a little hard to deal with sometimes, but that'll be behind her soon enough. She made a mental note to speak to Hope once she got home. The tension around Crystal Prep Academy seemed to have escalated quite a bit, and she didn't know how much more she, the staff, or the rest of the student body could take! She took a deep breath, then exhaled. At least she had the weekend to look forward to. A weekend of planning and relaxing, but not necessarily in that order. She closed and locked her office door, then went on her way to her car, glad to leave the oppressive atmosphere behind her... for now.