The Encounter

by Life_in_a_monologue


Chapter 2 ~ You Ready?

The bell rang like acoustics at the end of seventh period.

The two girls groaned and slumped onto the wall. The bond the athlete and the mini-athlete shared for the majority of the class period.

"Great. Another lame class I have to be in," Rainbow grumbled as she rolled her eyes. "You get it, right?"

"For sure. I just wanna ride out of my classes, and go on an adventure," Scootaloo responded, but this time, in this very moment, she spoke in her regular, slightly pitchy voice instead of deepening her voice.

There was a pause afterwards. Rainbow stared at the orange girl, but with soft eyes. "I guess we're on the same page then, Squirt," the cyan girl said while giving her a noogie.

What really surprised Scootaloo was how open and affectionate Rainbow was to her. She always fantasized about it, but temporarily doubted it.

"You comin'?" Rainbow was already by the door. She didn't want the catastrophe that Scootaloo endured to happen again when she wasn't by her side.

Scootaloo shook her head vigorously before looking back at her sister. Sister? Sister! She is!!

"Yeah!" She exclaimed. Then her face blushed a dash of red, but not much as lunch.

She walked to Rainbow, and they headed out together.


Rainbow Dash strolled to class, not giving a crap about being late. One more period. One more fucking period, she thought. Gaaughh! You know what, fuck it! I'm...auuggh!! I'm taking a late pass!

As the athlete strolled into class, she caught several eyes from their teacher to her nonchalant demeanor.

"Miss Dash, I would like an explanation as to why you are late. Again."

Rainbow Dash scoffed at the deep voice of Ms. Harshwhinny.

"Must've been kicking her soccer ball so much and kicked head," whispered Trixie, who happened to be on the other side of the teacher and athlete; however, Rainbow was still able to hear the comment despite the distance. She responded with a snarl. The magician snickered, still smirking.

"Well, better late than never," Rainbow responded as she rolled her eyes. Ms. Harshwhinny motioned her hand in front of her.

"Explanation, Miss Dash!" The english teacher demanded.

"Well, uh, I was, uh," Think, Rainbow Dash, think!, "in study hall...studying." A roar of laughter filled the room after her lie.

"Oh please! Like anyone would believe that! Wouldn't surprise me that you're failing!! How ludricrous---oh, wait--she probably doesn't know what ludricrous even means!!!" Trixie was gripping onto the edge of her desk, eyes squinted filled with tears of laughter. Even Harshwhinny, who tries to conduct herself, was snickering under her hand.

Rainbow clenched her fists so tightly that her fingernails were digging into her palms. I wanna fight her so bad!

"You wanna go?!?! Let's go!!!" Rainbow roared.

I will not allow you to be late again," the teacher continued, trying to compose herself, "You are most certainly lucky that I am giving you a warning!" Harshwhinny's cold blue eyes sunk deep into magenta ones that were now pinpricks. "Am I clear?" She growled through gritted teeth. Rainbow didn't answer. Harshwhinny towered over the student. "AM I CLEAR?!"

"Crystal," Rainbow replied, clarifying the furious crack in her already raspy voice. She stormed toward her desk; her face blushed a little shade of red.

"Now, as I saying before a certain student disrupted my lecture..."

What a bitch! Rainbow's thought grunted.


As Scootaloo was still looking for her class, she glanced at the Aquafina bottle every minute. She didn't want what happens thirty-five minutes ago to happen again. She walked to the nearest water fountain to refill it.

Though the liquid trickled a little on her wrist, the mouth of the bottle wasn't that small enough for the water to miss it completely.

I wish she was my sister! Maybe we can actually become closer, she thought. As she finished refilling her bottle, she continued on to find her class.

The classroom was had a window that had a label that read A206. This was her art class.

The churning in the stomach reappeared, and tightening blasted on her chest.

Keep it together, Scoots, keep it together, the skatergirl assured. You're not gonna screw up again Unfortunately, her legs refused to stay still; the weight of her feet were being shifted.

She inhaled a shivery deep breath and exhaled an unwavered one.

To practice walking in the classroom normally, Scootaloo tried planting the bottoms of her feet to keep steady motion and control over her body.

She twisted a doorknob, which let out a timid squeal. As expected but feared, the students followed her gaze to the girl with short and warm purple hair.

"Miss Scootaloo, do you have a late pass?" Mrs. Sherbert Swirl, who is one of the faculty teachers asked politely.

The woman had the skin color that was the same as her name, with kinky, coiled salamander hair, and the most beautiful amber eyes anyone has ever seen.

If there was one thing that she wanted to portray to her students, it was a calm and soft, but also assertive and firm demeanor.

Though she did not like tardiness, it was rare that Scootaloo was late to her class.

"No," the student muttered, then averting her gaze.

"What was that?" The art teacher asked while walking closer.

"No, Mrs. Swirl...I don't..." Scoots repeated as she hung her head.

"It's okay, Scootaloo, I understand. We've just started anyway. I'm sure you'll be able to catch up." Mrs. Swirl gave her a warm smile. She always tried her hardest to make her students feel comfortable even when that certain situation wasn't made to be.

God, I love her she thought as she went over to her assigned table.


The clock finally ticked to the end of school; the cluster of students spilled onto the front yard in relief.

Whilst some students did so, the CMC walked out the back door to talk about their plans.

"Let's meet at Horse Valley Mall like we promised," Scootaloo told her friends.

"Ya' guys wanna carpool tagether?" Apple Bloom asked.

"Sure!" The two other girls answered with smiles from ear to ear.

"Lemme text Applejack ta see if we can all ride our pickup truck." Apple Bloom pulls her phone out of the pocket of her rusty denim knee-length shorts.

Hey, big sis! Can Sweetie Belle, Scoots an' ah ride in our truck?

In a few seconds, her sister replied. Of course, sugarcube 🙂

Just in time, a big mahogany pickup truck pulls up to the curb behind the three girls.

"Hiya, little sis! Howdy, sugarcubes! Hop on in!" Applejack peaked her head out the window of the passenger seat, took off her Stetson hat, and used it to motion them to the rusty vehicle. Big Mac is leaning back onto the driver seat nonchalantly.

"YEAH!! The back looks GREAT!!" A girl with curly hot pink hair exclaimed as she bounced up and down on the cargo bed and then rolled in it. The cowgirl winced at every word.

Apple Bloom hopped into the cargo bed, with Sweetie Belle following her. Scootaloo was about to approach the vehicle when a motorcycle zigzagged across the parking lot. It stopped to a brake perpendicular to the right side of the truck.

"'Sup?" The biker said through her helmet. Scootaloo's lavender eyes were glued onto the girl that revealed Rainbow Dash.

"Well, nothin', really," Applejack responded.

Scootaloo's mouth was still hanging open; Rainbow chuckled. "Hey, squirt. Ya like her?"

Pinkie smiled with all of her twenty-four teeth showing. "What about Gladys? You guys were meant to be with each other! Did that not work out--"

"We're--i mean I'm fine, Pinkie! I don't even know what you're talking about--"

"C'mon, RD. With Zephyr," Applejack chimed in, "you seemed passionate ta me."

"I'm with Rocky, now. Gladys was temporary. I can ride Rocky anywhere!" Rainbow started caressing the velvet of the seat. "So where you guys headin' to?"

"HVM," the CMC answered simultaneously.

"Oh, that's great! AJ, Dashie, Shy, Rares, Sunny, Twi, and I are gonna meet up there, too!" Pinkie beamed.

"AB, Sweets, and I were just about to leave--"

"Hey, AJ! Bet I can get to HVM first!" Rainbow interjected.

"Hold on, now. This ain't a competition. We gotta be safe on the road," Applejack continued, "but if it were, ah would win."

"It's on. It's so on!" Rainbow zoomed to her cycle, but wanted to do something before she went on. She walked to Scootaloo and leaned in close.

"Hey, Scoots. Wanna ride with me?" She asked. "I'll be careful," she whispered, "Promise." She added a wink at the end.

"Okay," Scootaloo whispered back, loving both the secrecy and the request.

"We'll see you there, Scoots," Sweetie Belle called as the truck started to drive off.

"Hey! You have a head start!!" Rainbow called. A determined smirk crawled across her face, and she lifted her left eyebrow.

Rainbow ponied-up and released her wings. She then carried the freshman on her back and gingerly placed her on the second seat.

"That's so cool! Wait--Rocky was, like, three feet away."

"Enh. Whatever. Still cool, right?"

"Yeah!"

Rainbow didn't even bother to check the battery, gas, or anything else. Winning meant a lot to her; she started the engine.

Rainbow turns her head to Scootaloo "You ready?" She takes off her helmet and places it on Scootaloo's head.

"Let's do this!"