//------------------------------// // Breaking Da Rules (Edited) // Story: Equestria Girls: A Fairly Odd Friendship // by redandready45 //------------------------------// "Want to prove you're cool?" a "radical" voice said from a monitor in the hallway at Dimmsdale Elementary, "Yeah!" Timmy, Chester, and AJ said to the monitor. "Want to prove you're not a loser?" The monitor said. "Yeah!" "Want to prove you're awesome, even if you have braces, buck teeth, and no hair?" "YEAH!" "Then come on down to the Dimmsdale Skate Park for the Junior's Skaters Contest," the monitor yelled, "and prove how cool you are. The contest starts tomorrow at 8:30 PM." "Hey Turner," a snide voice yelled. Timmy and his friends turned around and frowned as Tad and Chad approached them with smug grins, "and Turner's pets." "Hey!" A.J. and Chester protested. "What do you two want?" Timmy said to the two rich kids with a sigh. "Just wanted to tell you we'll be at the Junior Skater's Contest with all the people who matter," Tad said. "Which means we won't be seeing you," Chad said. The two let out a snide laugh and walked away. "If I can just win," Timmy said with some frustration, "I can prove to those two jerks I deserve to be popular." He felt a stab of envy when he saw Chad and Tad hanging out with Trixie. "Go for it, dude!" Chester said encouragingly. "It's not like there's something that won't let you go," A.J. said. "What do you mean you won't let me go?" Timmy asked with dismay. He was talking to his parents, who were getting ready to go to another neighborhood contest. This time, it was a topiary contest, based on the fact that they were packing up lawn equipment into a bag, "It's late at night and almost at your bedtime," Mrs. Turner said. "You're too young to be allowed to hang out at skate park at night," Mr. Turner admonished. "But I got a B minus," Timmy said, "doesn't that prove I can be responsible?" "And it was wonderful," Mrs. Turner said to him, "but that doesn't change the fact that you're still ten and too young to be at a skate park at night." Timmy let out a frustrated groan. The doorbell rang, revealing that Sunset was here. The Turner parents opened the door to welcome Sunset. "Hey, Mr. and Mrs. Turner," Sunset said with a smile. Seeing Sunset at the door, a smirk formed on Timmy's face. "Hey, Sunset," Timmy said, walking up to the tall girl, who gave him an affectionate pat on the head. "Sunset, wish us luck as we avenge ourselves against the filthy, putrid, Dinkleberg clan," Sunset looked at Timmy with concern. "What is...your dad's...deal with Dinkleberg," Sunset asked Timmy in a quiet voice. "He hates him," Timmy said. "But why?" Sunset asked. "Hey Turner," a voice said at the window. Everyone turned to see a smiling Dinkleberg at the window. "I was just polishing my first place trophy from last year's topiary contest," the man said proudly while revealing the large and opulent trophy shining brilliantly, "and I thought I'd stop by to tell you, break a leg." The man didn't sound remotely smug about his victory. Dinkleberg seemed sincere. A little too sincere. "Oh," Sunset said, understanding the jealousy forming on Mr. Turner's face. "And I hope you break a leg too, Dinkleberg," Mr. Turner said, gritting his teeth. "Literally," he finished under his breath. "If only more people were as great as you, Turner," Dinkleberg said obliviously, "anyways, got to go." The man walked away. With that, the Turners walked out the house, with the father muttering angrily about Dinkleberg's coming reckoning. "So, how's it going, Timmy?" Sunset asked. "Great," Timmy said. A crafty smile formed on his face, "and...your hair looks so pretty." "Thank you, Timmy," Sunset said with a smile, "that was really sweet of you." "And your eyes...are...like...as blue as the sky," Timmy said. "Aren't you just the sweetest thing?" Sunset said with the same smile. "It sounds like you like me, and not at all that you want something from me," Sunset finished, her smile becoming a sly smirk. Timmy frowned at Sunset's intuition. "What do you want?" Sunset grinned, seeing right through the brown-haired boy. "Well," Timmy said uneasily, "I want to go to the skate park, and my parents won't let me go because it is too late." "And they're right," Sunset said firmly. Timmy frowned. "You can't go." "But-but," Timmy protested. "I agree with them," Sunset said, "I don't think you should be out." "But-," Timmy protested. "End of discussion," Sunset said firmly, "or you'll be eating the leftovers for dinner." "OK," Timmy said sadly, "I won't go." "I've got to go," Timmy said. "Or else Tad and Chad will think I'm a wimp." He and his fairies were in his room, where Sunset couldn't hear them. "Sport," Wanda said. "I know you want to be popular, but maybe you should let this one go." "Yeah, Timmy," Cosmo said, "your friends love you, and your family loves you. You shouldn't worry about what they say." "I have to worry about them," Timmy said sadly, "if they don't think I'm popular, Trixie will never date me." "Timmy," Wanda said in a scolding tone, "I know why you want to date Trixie, but this isn't the way to do it." "I tried to show her I cared about her even if she loved boy stuff," Timmy said sadly, "but you know how that went." "Is this worth disobeying your parents and Sunset?" Wanda asked firmly. "They're not going to find out," Timmy said with a smug smile. "I've got the perfect plan." "Really?" Cosmo asked. "Yeah," Timmy said, "Sunset will never find out I was gone. What could go wrong?" "Timmy," Sunset called, "Dinner. I've got that fruit salad I want to try." "Oh boy," Timmy said, running out of the room, leaving an annoyed Cosmo and Wanda behind. "Did he just say what I think he said?" Cosmo asked with alarm. "He did," Wanda said with a frown. A Few Hours Later Sunset was pleasantly surprised when Timmy offered to help her with vacuuming in the living room. She assumed the pink-hatted boy would whine about chores, but he looked eager to do them. "I really appreciate this, Timmy," Sunset said as they ran their vacuums along the floor. "I was just happy to help," Timmy said in a bashful tone. Sunset barely resisted the urge to pinch the little boy's cheeks. "Anyways, let's get this cleaned up," Sunset said. Due to the noise of the vacuum, Sunset barely noticed the front door being open and shut. "Ahh, the clone wish is one of my favorite wishes," Timmy said happily as he, Cosmo, and Wanda walked out onto the porch. His fairies were disguised as a skateboard and a helmet, respectively. "It was certainly better than your old idea of poofing back and forth," Wanda commented. "Now that Sunset is distracted," Timmy said, "I wish we were at the skate park." With a poof, they were at the skate park. All around them, boys his age were showing off killer moves. He was eager to show them off as well. Zephyr Breeze loved coming to the Dimmsdale skate park. It was where he got to show off his great moves. Especially since he was still undergoing his temporary, short-term... Lifetime ban from Canterlot Skatepark. He knew the reason why because they couldn't handle his awesomeness and not because of those silly cease and desist letters. "Hey dudes and dudettes," Zephyr announced to the skate park, proudly holding up his blue skateboard like a sword. "Get ready to see the great Zephyr Breeze." Everyone just ignored him. "Now, now, no applause," he said. He was about to show off his awesome moves when everyone clamoring around someone else. Zephyr followed them, his curiosity piqued. A familiar brown-haired boy started showing off some incredible moves. Zephyr's eyes widened when he saw who it was. That buck-toothed boy who drew the interest of Fluttershy and her crew with his fancy rock, if his memory served him. He decided that they needed to be alerted to this and pulled out his cellphone. "How are you lifting the couch?" Sunset asked Timmy. Sunset looked with astonishment as the small boy lifted a whole couch to vacuum under it. "Uh...puberty," the boy said, darting his eyes back and forth. Sunset frowned deeply. Sunset had one guess as to where Timmy could've gotten that strength. Sunset looked for signs of deceit, anger, or mistrust, which were one of the symptoms of the Stone of Desire, but none were found. "I shouldn't worry," Sunset said to herself, "Timmy's a good kid who never does anything irresponsible." Her cell phone rang. "Hello?" "Hey, Sunny Boo," a snide male voice said. "What is it, Zephyr?" Sunset said, pinching her nose. "If you're calling to tell me that my hair shines with the light of a thousand suns, again, I'm gonna punch you in the eye!" "I decided to go to the Junior Skater's Contest," the blond kid said with a smirk, "to show off for the ladies," Zephyr said with a smirk. "And I happened to spot the kid with the stone Fluttershy told me about." "Timmy," Sunset said with a frown. She looked at the boy vacuuming in the living room. "But he's right here in the house," Sunset said under her breath. "He's here," the boy said, "and he's doing some slick moves." Sunset got a text video from Zephyr. The video showed... Timmy was at the skate park. Sunset felt her hackles rising at that. But he was doing insanely awesome moves using some green skateboard that no boy should be able to. He even was reading while somehow leaping into the air. Were Sunset in a better mood, she would've been amazed. But the cool moves didn't change that Timmy had done two things she didn't want him to do: He had disobeyed her and gone to the skate park. And he was using his magic to show off and cheat. Sunset felt bits of red cloud her vision. "Thank you, Zephyr," Sunset said, gritting her teeth. "I'll...take care of this. And...delete this video as soon as possible." "You're welcome, Sunny Boo," the boy said. "I also wanted to say your eyes glisten-," Sunset hung up the phone, nearly crushing it in her grip, turning with a glare at the person vacuuming. "Turn off the vacuum," Sunset said sternly to the Timmy...person. "What," he said, shutting off the vacuum. "Who are you?" Sunset said an angry smile on her face. "Uh...Timmy," the fake Timmy said. Sunset let out a merciless chuckle and walked over to the impersonator. "I said," Sunset said, suddenly seizing the imposter by his shirt and pulling him directly to her face, "who are you?" The fake-Timmy stammered as Sunset smiled like a vicious lion that was going in for the kill. Ten boys were on the half-pipe, getting ready for the tournament to start. Among them was Timmy. Tad and Chad were looking at him with angry smiles. Timmy was eager to go first. "Come on, Turner," Tad said with a smirk. "Show off those killer moves," Chad said with a smirk of his own. "I'd be happy too," Timmy said with a smirk. Cosmo and Wanda didn't look nearly as confident. "Oh, Timmy," Cosmo said, concern. "There is something-," "Our first competitor," the referee, a tall man in a striped uniform, said, "is Timmy Turner." Everyone looked eager to watch this impressive kid show off. Timmy put his foot onto Cosmo-disguised-as a skateboard, went to the edge, and... Tumbled pathetically down the half-pipe with a grunt. He hit the ground groaning in utter pain. "Oh," the referee said, "what a wipeout. Timmy Turner was out in less than ten seconds." "Wow, Turner, really impressive," Chad said. "Impressively bad," Tad agreed. Everyone at the skatepark began laughing at Timmy, who angrily pulled himself off the ground, walking away in utter humiliation as everyone jeered and mocked him. Timmy hid under a small bench. Both out of humiliation and to talk alone to his fairies. "What happened?" Timmy asked Cosmo and Wanda sadly. "The no magic in a competition rule," Wanda said. Timmy frowned, feeling utterly humiliated. "How could I be so stupid," Timmy said, groaning in anger and pain. "It's probably the concussion you suffered from," Cosmo pointed out with a smile. "Can this day get any worse," Timmy muttered? He got up from behind the bench and walked away, only for someone to tap him on the shoulder. Timmy turned around and felt his blood go cold. Sunset was staring down at him; arms crossed and an unhappy frown on her face. "Hey, Sunset," Timmy said to the tall girl with a sheepish smile, "what are you doing here?" "I could ask you the same question," Sunset said in a quiet but stern voice. "It's a...funny story," Timmy said with a sheepish laugh, which trailed off as Sunset frowned, her fists clenched, and her face turned bright red. Timmy never imagined anyone could look scarier than Vicky. Let alone someone as nice as Sunset. But as Sunset grabbed his arm and roughly dragged him out of the skate park, he found himself wishing Vicky was back, especially when he saw how everyone was mocking him even more for being in so much trouble. "Sunset," Timmy groaned as the tall girl yanked him out of the park by his arm, "you're embarrassing me." "Good," Sunset said with a cold, nasty smile. As soon as he was forced into the parking lot, Timmy saw Sunset had brought her motorcycle. This time, with a cab attached. Inside the cab was... Timmy's blood ran cold when he saw the clone was in the cab, looking at Sunset with sheer terror. "Maybe you can explain to me who...this...is?" Sunset chocked out with gritted teeth. The clone climbed out of the cab, shrugged apologetically, and ran away, leaving Timmy to Sunset's mercy. "Well..."Timmy stammered.