//------------------------------// // What the heck is CSGI? // Story: The real Twilight // by TwinAttorney864 //------------------------------// Give her all the paper in the world, and a full year, and Rarity still wouldn’t have enough time or space to write what was wrong with the scene she was watching. Of course, everyone had their own little secret, no less of a shortage herself. I mean, Coco Pommel’s dresses were nice, but she wasn’t about to let them overshine her dresses at the fashion show. A little snip, some stains there, and she knew Coco would rather miss the show entirely rather than show off what remained of her dress. You know, a harmless little secret. However, when she and the rest of her friends came up to Pinkie’s bedroom to see what Fluttershy had found, this escaped the level of ‘harmless little secret’ by about 17 times. The video seemed harmless enough, ‘CSGI 7th-grade Graduation day at Sparkles’ it was titled. Rarity didn’t think too much about the title, she just wanted to head to bed already, but it was what was in it that made her begin to perk up. The camera was apparently showing what seemed to be a frat house party, but 7th-grade style. Where you’d find Jack Daniel bottles were replaced with Bud Light. Strip poker was just poker, and where you’d see couples going in and out of bedrooms or bathrooms, you’d just see kissing and making out in public. On one wall, the words ‘Get lost, Mrs. Abernagi!! and Screw 7th grade! were spray-painted on the wall. Even still, this was hardcore comparable to what Rarity (And apparently the rest of her friends) remember of their middle school experience. Rarity remembered the times where gossip would spread all around the lunchroom table about how someone cheated on a test, or 2 people used the upstairs bathroom to make out. The ‘illegal contraband’ they brought into school was gum or Ponymon cards, nothing like the alcohol that was present in the video. Rarity thought the most hardcore thing she saw in middle school was when Rainbow copped a feel on her, but that was quickly dashed right now when she saw two girls running into a room, one of them already taking her shirt off. “Fluttershy, darling, what are you trying to prove by showing us this?” “Shhhh!” Pinkie shushed her, putting one finger to her lips, “This is the part we wanted to show you, girls.” Rarity didn’t understand what was going on. In the current scene, it was a Spin the Bottle game, and two of the girls were making out, while a third snapped a quick photo of them. When they separated, Pinkie brought to her attention to one of the girls that were making out. At first, she thought nothing of it, before she saw the hairstyle. Long, chest-long hair. Smooth, no curls. There seems to be a streak of purple running through it. It looks almost like... “Wai’ a darn minute!” Applejack yelled, seemingly coming to the same conclusion. Her eyes kept darting between the girl in the video, who was now making out with the camera holder, and the title. “Tha’ can’t possibly be...” “We didn’t want to believe it as well,” Fluttershy spoke up. “But it becomes quite obvious around-” ” Alright, your turn Sparkle.” One of the girls in the video called out. “...now,” Fluttershy said with a sigh. She paused the video, then went to another tab, this one showing off the pdf of a school yearbook. In it, under the Superlative ‘Best Party Planners’ was a trio, Moondancer Dusk, Twinkeshine Evening, “...and Twilight Sparkle.” Rainbow finished for her. In silence, all the girls stood for about 17 seconds, Rarity counted, before Sunset asked the one question on everyone’s mind, “What the hell is CSGI?” “CSGI,” Twilight said with a chuckle, “Cambridge School for Gifted Individuals.” All the girls were in the kitchen, on the other side of the kitchen island, while Twilight was on the other side, next to the fridge. Said girl was mumbling to herself about how Pinkie didn’t have ‘any decent liquor’ before settling on some sparkling water in the back. She cracked it open and took a long swig of the carbonated drink before continuing. “Alright, 3 *hic* rules,” Twilight said with a hiccup, “One, say anything about this to anyone else, and I’m going to steal your geodes.” She took another swig before continuing, “Two, in any circumstances, when I’m dressed or acting like this, it’s Midnight, not Twilight. You hear me?” She waited until all the girls agreed, “and Three,” She faced Pinkie, “No, I’m not going to help you set up parties. Unless they’re large scale ones with booze, girls, and some gambling.” “Alright,” Rainbow said, stopping Twilight from saying anything else, “Let’s begin this now. Who are you?” “That depends, are you talking about the girl from Cambridge or Crystal Prep?” She pointed at Rainbow with her bottle. “Both are the same, are they not?” Rarity asked. Twilight laughed at that. “I’m Midnight Sparkle, the girl from Cambridge. Voted ‘Best Party Planner’ of 2014 in my grade.” She then tied her hair back and put the glasses on, “I’m Twilight Sparkle, the girl from Crystal Prep, who was the top of her school in every subject (Besides gym). You see the difference?” The girls were, understandably, quite concerned about this. One moment, the girl in front of them was a stranger from the East Coast, a drinker with a bad-girl attitude, and who looked like if she saw anything sparkly she might throw up. The next, she was their good old friend Twilight, the dork nerd from Crystal Prep who always had a book and something to talk about that was related to science or math or whatever else. “Um, if it’s alright with you, Midnight,” Sunset swallowed the lump in her throat, “I think we’d all rather talk to Twilight instead.” “Eh, your loss,” she grinned, before downing the rest of the bottle and putting on the glasses again. “Wow, that’s a trip. Hey girls.” She said with a small smile. “Alright, sugarcube, what ‘n tarnation was that?” Applejack drawled out, her face showing a look of worry and confusion. “Arrgh, Midnight got out didn’t she?” Twilight pinched the bridge of her nose. “ *Hrmpf* Sit down, this will be a story.” When all the girls pulled up in stools, she began. “I’m not a native to Canterlot City. I’m not even a native of California.” She paused, grabbing a glass of water before continuing. “You know how I was bullied in Crystal Prep for being better than everyone else there?” There was a murmur of agreement in the group. “That’s partially true. I indeed was bullied for being better than my peers, but it stemmed farther than Crystal Prep.” She brought out a data tablet to prove her point. “This is a stereotype chart of the entire country. As you see, California is more well known for ‘surfer dudes’ and ‘Hollywood’ and ‘fraternity collages’ than its academic level. Perks of too many 2000s movies.” She passed the tablet to Fluttershy, before continuing. “All of the Ivy League schools, Brown, Columbia, Cornell, Dartmouth, Harvard, UP, Princeton, and Yale, and much of the well-known prep schools in the country are all stationed around basically the Northeast.” “Like CSGI,” Sunset said, showing the tablet which displayed the most well-known prep schools in the country. “Like CSGI. So, imagine the student's surprise in Crystal Prep when a girl from CSGI, from the area of some of their dream schools, comes in and obliterates their school acceptance exams and any records before them.” “I didn’t mean to break the acceptance exam’s record. I had thought it was a simple evaluation test.” She sighed. “If I had known it was an acceptance exam, and that the score would be public knowledge, I would have done the bare minimum to pass it.” She stifled a laugh, “Suddenly, I was the social outcast. You’d think everyone would want to be friends with the smartest girl in the school, but they didn’t see it like that. They saw me as an unknown variable, the competition.” She said through clenched teeth. “I became withdrawn, shy, reserved. Anytime I tried to make friends, they’d shove me off and make some quip about how I was going to break yet another record of the school’s.” “Why, that’s a horrible reason to push someone away, darling!” Rarity said, shocked. “Yeah, but it was Crystal Prep.” She grabbed one of the alcoholic bottles Sunset and Applejack got. “Now, I’ll let Midnight explain who she is, just don’t freak out over her. She doesn’t take well to that.” She chugged the bottle, then promptly passed out on the countertop. Everyone believed the girl had passed out before she woke up with a startle. She looked at them and smiled with a grin before she let down Twilight’s hair once more and put back the contacts, “So, you’re the Rainbooms?” “Um, yeah! And who are you, egghead?” Rainbow yelled accusingly at the girl that used to be Twilight. She laughed out loud, “I’m Midnight, Midnight Sparkle.” When all the girl’s stepped back in recoil, she rolled her eyes. “Oh, please, that Midnight was the equivalent of a parasite with us. *Tsk* Couldn’t even make up an original name. Anyways, before you ask, no, I’m not a byproduct of the magic. If anything, I would have stopped the magic from being released if I was in control at the time.” She growled as a familiar face popped up in her head, “Stupid fucking Cinch and her fucking reputation.” She downed more of the alcoholic drink, before continuing. “Anyways, no, this isn’t a case of Multiple Personality Disorder, heaven knows Twilight ran enough tests to prove that.” She stifled another laugh, “You can say it’s more a form of a...change of personality.” “An’ wut ‘n tarnation is that supposed to mean!?” Applejack yelled in a more threatening tone than she wanted. “Slow down, hayseed,” Twilight grinned, “if you want to make me scream, take me to dinner first okay?” She laughed, while the farmer had a blush creeping on her face. Twilight downed the rest of the bottle before continuing. “Technically, I’m both Midnight and Twilight at the same time, just with a different personality. And NO, Sunset,” The scientist shot a glance to the former-pony before she can ask her question, “That is NOT a case of Multiple Personality Disorder. In MPD, the subject doesn’t remember what happened under the influence of the other personality, and often times feels like their possessed instead of being in control. As you can see, I have full memory of my time as Twilight.” “Well, how do we know you aren’t lying?!” Rainbow Dash yelled in a similar tone to Applejack. Twilight rolled her eyes, then walked over to Rainbow and whispered something in her ear. Immediately, her face becomes flushed and blushing, and Twilight grinned while she walked back to her seat. When she was met with curious looks, she said, “I just told her an embarrassing moment between her and Twilight that no body else could know.” She grinned, grabbed another bottle, and continued, “As far as I can tell, I’m in control of both Twilight and Midnight, and I have the memories of both sides. I did some tests of this back in CSGI, and determined that it untimantly came down...to booze.” “Booze?” Sunset deadpanned. “Yeah,” Twilight smiled, “When I’m intoxicated, I as Midnight would come out. In the past, Midnight would also come out when I was happy since the majority of time me being happy was due to the things that Midnight did.” She took another swig, “The only reason why Midnight doesn’t come out when I’m with you girls now is that hanging out with you girls is Twilight’s happiness, not Midnight’s.” “So, if you hung out with us, you’d most likely come as Twilight?” Fluttershy questioned. Twilight nodded, “And if I was hanging out with my girls from CSGI, or became intoxicated, I’d probably slip into,” she gestured to herself, “Midnight.” She took another swig, then went into her bag and pulled out a vial and a needle. “That’s the entire reason I’m always cautious of the alcohol when I’m with you girls.” She took the needle, pulled the liquid from the vial, and injected herself with it. To the looks of her friend's shocked faces, she just smiled, “Alcohol cure, designed to destroy any alcohol inside my bloodstream. Made it specifically in case I ended up drinking again and had to stop Midnight from coming out.” She let out a content ahhhhh before she stood up, took off her contacts, and put her hair back into a ponytail. Soon after she came back looking like that, all the girls pounced on her with glee. “Twilight! You’re back!” Pinkie exclaimed. She chuckled at that, “You know I never left, right Pinkie?” “I know, but You you is back!” She smiled with glee, before pulling her friend into a hug. “Darling, that other you is quite dreadful!” Rarity exclaimed, “However did you deal with her?” She grinned sheepishly, “I didn’t. Me as Twilight Sparkle, the ‘nerd’ didn’t come until Crystal Prep. Midnight took over most of the time in CSGI.” Sunset chuckled, “Well, let’s head to bed. And Applejack?” Said girl looked at her, “Make sure from now on, leave the booze faarrr away from Twilight, will yeah?” “Heh, you got it Sunset.” “So, Pinkie,” Twilight turned to the party planning girl, who perked up, “Did you say anything about parties?” She nodded, “But you said that Midnight threw the parties?” She laughed, “I said she threw the large parties, with booze and everything. Never said I couldn’t throw parties.” Pinkie Pie’s face lit up, “I know just what we can do!” She grinned. Canterlot International Airport* “Next!” “Alright, alright, I’m coming!” The girl showed her ticket and her bag to the customs official. “Why do we gotta go through Customs again?” “While you are citizens of USE (United States of Equestria), you did come from Gallopermeny, so we still have to check your stuff, ma’am.” While the official checks each of the 5 girl's bags, another came up, holding a checklist. “Are you girls the transfer students to Canterlot High School?” A chorus of agreements rang out from the crowd. “Good. I was ordered to give you your schedules, your keys to your apartment, and a letter from the Principle.” He handed said objects to the four girl group, before leaving. “Alright, alright girls. I’m going to call your names out, and give you your stuff.” “Why you gotta be the one, Lemon?” “Because, Twinkle, she has our stuff?” “Nobody asked for your opinion, Minu!” “Alright, girls, stop fighting!” The 4th girl called from behind them, just passing the customs official. “We can bicker at the apartment, not in public.” “Like you know about keeping your cool in public, Moonie.” Lemon sneered. “C’mon girls!” Twinkle called out, “New school, new us, nothing can go wrong now!” “Yeah!” Minu called out, “Let’s show this town what CSGI students can do!”