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// Episode One, Part Four: Pony Village Bad Kids 
// Story: Dr. Rare 
// by Art Inspired 
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Biscuit Pie was the name of the small colt who was wearing the hat that looked like the top of a white kitten's head. He galloped ahead of Jane and Sweetie shortly after school was released, and caught up to his older brother, Taro Pie.

Taro was a bigger colt, and had a cool, jet-black mane. He also wore a pair of shades on his face practically at all times of the day.

These two brothers were pure mischief embodied walking Equestria. 

"Want something really good to dink, lil bro?"

"Just call me bro. I'm not lil, and you know how I feel about my height."

"Psh, least you've got a horn."

Biscuit replied angrily, "I'd rather have your muscles, and good looks. This stupid horn doesn't even work!"

Taro placed a hoof on his brother's head just as they stopped, and he reminded Biscuit, "Hardly anypony's horn works. I heard that magic is, like, soooo haaaard!"

"It is," the little brother exclaimed while pushing Taro's hoof off of his hat, and he then pouted, "I've never even seen a unicorn using magic! Not even the principal, so I think magic doesn't even exist."

"Ah," Taro said, catching his littler brother's attention. "You can't go around saying that, though!" He seemed serious. "I've read that it's important to believe. Otherwise, you'll never be able to use magic and cast spells!"

"Well," Biscuit rebelled, "just why were you reading about that kind of stuff? You don't have a horn!"

Taro explained with a cool demeanor, "Because! I could easily end up on a date with a unicorn, and it would probably be good for me to know a thing or two. Right?" He tugged on his collar.

They were right beside the refreshments machine. 

"Aha! So, you didn't do it because you care about your littler brother after all! You did it for yourself!"

From behind his sunglasses, Taro rolled his eyes, and then glanced at the vendor-bot. "No, that's not true. I had you in mind as well the entire time, and if I didn't care about you, I wouldn't be sharing with you at all, would I?" He then addressed the machine, "Say? How about a cold one?"

"Hey there, hello, and hiya! Sure! I've got grape, orange, and regular soda! Which will it be?"

"Soda?!" Taro pulled out an old looking cigarette and lit it. He then spoke up, "I'll have some beer, you bucket of bolts."

"Hmm... Say," the vendor-bot asked, "aren't you a little young to be smoking and drinking alcohol?"

He pulled out a yen coin, and asked, "What're you talking about? I'm, like, twenty-five." Taro being the eldest son was actually fully named Broad Bean Curlykingston Pie, and he was actually only fifteen years old. "So, come on and cough it up already!"

Biscuit then threatened the machine, "Keep asking questions, and we'll tip you over just like last time!"

As soon as they had their drink and were on their way, Taro yanked on an invisible string that was tied to one of his hooves and got his coin back.

"Gah," the machine yelled. "Not again!"

"Hehe, works every time." He popped the cap off of the bottle, took and sip, and then hoofed it to Biscuit. "Dude, he really talks a whole lot for a machine!"

Biscuit then commented after slurping, "I'm so glad that you're such a bad influence on me, big bro."



The two of them waited by a tall tree while passing the beer back and forth. As soon as Taro caught sight of Jane and Sweetie together, he just smirked. "Well, this has never happened before. This should be interesting, Bizz..."

Jane came walking up slowly, and she seemed highly embarrassed, too. Either that or she was mad about something. "Is that still cold?" she asked.

"Y-yeah," Taro said, and then Jane snatched it right out of Biscuit's hooves.

"Hey!"

Jane ignored the two brothers and Sweetie Belle who was still tugging on her jacket, and she just began hastily slurping. "Ah," she sighed after she was done. 

Biscuit snatched the drink back, and then fussed, "Big brother, she drank almost all of it! Look, see?"

"What gives, Apple?"

"Ugh!" She gawked at Sweetie Belle. "Look at her! She won't leave me alone for a second! Plus, she's teacher's new favorite pet."

"Really?" Taro asked, "What's she good at?"

Biscuit answered, "Pretty much everything!" He folded his hooves, and pouted, "Math, reading, writing, science, physics, geography, sports, you name it!"

"What's that?" Taro asked in disbelief.

Jane spoke up, "Kids are starting to call her the new super-duper transfer student." Jane took a second look at Sweetie, and then admitted, "I think she... could hang with us, though."

"What?" Taro asked, "So, that means you've made friends with Applejane now, huh?" He looked up at the sky only to laugh a little. He then repeated, "Hmph, friends..." He looked back down at Sweetie, and then shouted, "We're bad! We're really, really bad, y'see!"

"Bad?" Sweetie asked.

Biscuit looked from his older brother to Sweetie Belle, and echoed, "Yeah, bad. We're really bad."

Sweetie gently patted Biscuit on his forehead, and said, "I don't know, you look kind of cute to me."

Biscuit got flustered and called out towards Taro for help. "Big bro! Did you hear what she just said to me?"

"Hah, I told you not to dress like that and go out wearing that hat. You've gotta look hip! Like me, see? Hip!"

He straightened his collar a couple more times, and then Jane suggested sarcastically, "Oh, yeah guys. Never mind what Biscuit just said about Sweetie. She must be taking us lightly!" She swished her hair while still carefully holding onto her schoolbooks. "The nerve! Hehe..."

Sweetie began sticking out her tongue at Biscuit.

"B-big bro! Did you see what she just did?"

Taro laughed at Sweetie's bravery, and told her, "You've got guts, I'll give you that much. But..." Taro brought up the empty can of beer in one hoof, and then, he used his other hoof to punch it. The can crinkled in his grasp, and Taro finished by threatening her, "See this? There's just no telling what'll happen to you if you don't show us, and all the rest of the bad kids some more respect!" The punch looked more like it hurt Taro's hooves, though. "G-got it? W-well?"

"That's my older brother for you," Biscuit said. "He's really good at somehow making something that's really lame actually look super cool."

Sweetie exclaimed, "I can to that, too!"

"Huh?" Biscuit asked.

"What'd she just say?"

Jane just took a step back. She had already figured out what Sweetie Belle was about to do. "Biscuit, Taro," she said. "Back away, quick..."

Sweetie walked up to the tree that the four of them had been standing next to, and she turned around so that her flank was facing it. She gave it just a single, small buck, and waited. Five seconds passed, and then, the tree slowly came falling down to the ground with a loud crash. 

She calmly walked back up to the trio, and said, "See?"

They were all sweating, and Taro quickly extended his hoof while offering her, "Friends?"

Jane and Bizz almost couldn't believe this, and they both then fell to the flat, grassy ground together.




The sun is setting. Have you brushed your teeth?




"Oh," Taro said as he and Jane drove down the road on their bikes. Bizz road with his brother, and Sweetie was riding with Jane. "So, Sweetie? That would make you Dr. Rare's littler sister, eh? You were the one who destroyed the town and our bikes yesterday, am I right?"

Jane said, "You sure are strong for somepony your size. Was that really you, Sweetie?"

She merely laughed, and replied, "I was doing a speed test. Turns out I'm just as fast as I am super-strong, too!"

Taro just kept laughing the whole way. "Our bikes are trash now! Get this, though. Because we live so far away, the school had to give us new ones. It worked out in our favor, actually!"

Jane happily offered, "Let's celebrate! We can go to my sister's coffee shop and toast to our new friendship with coffee, okay?"

"Yahoo!"

"Yay!"

"Ohohoy!"

Wee woo wee woo wee woo!

"Uh, oh," Jane said just as the cops were pulling up on their tail.

Taro panicked, and shouted for everypony to, "Scram!"

The Pony Village police force was in full pursuit, and Officer One yelled out the window, "Hey, wait up!"

The other cop then shouted, "You kids aren't allowed to drive those things after curfew! What're you still doing out? It's almost dark!"

They went over the memorial bridge, but the police force was still directly behind them.

"Pull over and stop!"

"Get off of those things already!"

Sweetie Belle asked, "Get off?" She jumped and landed in the middle of the road with a small screech. "There! I'm off. Now what?"

"Oh, no!" One of the officers said. "It's her! I-i-it's..."

"Her!"

They were too late, and even though they tried to stop, they ran right into Sweetie. All that could be seen afterwards was a huge blotch of smoke.




"Who?" Mr. Owl flies by, and asks, "Who?"




Dr. Rare is sitting at home waiting for Sweetie Belle to return. He's even completed a brand-new talking clock for her to enjoy. "It's seven fifty-eight," the Doctor said, "and Sweetie still hasn't returned from school... This is bad." He checked the time again, and it changed to fifty-nine. "Geez... Where's Sweetie?"

Suddenly, the phone rang, "Ring, ring! Hurry up, Doctor! It might be a really cute gi-"

"Hello, this is Dr. Rare Belle." He listened. "What? S-she's at the police station?!"

Dr. Rare wasted no time and hung up the phone. He was out of the house, and in his car in less than a minute, and as he pulled up to the station, he saw the wrecked police car that was parked around the side. He came running in, and frantically asked, "Sweetie Belle?! Is she okay???"

Sweetie was standing by the commissioner and all of her new friends in the middle of the room. Meanwhile, Officers One and Three sat at a nearby bench with bandages covering their whole bodies. One of them had a crutch. "She's perfectly fine," they both told him.

Sweetie just stood there smiling the whole time. "Can we go home now, Doctor?" She looked at her friends, and said, "I'll see all of you tomorrow! Bye'cha!"

The commissioner then told her, "Be careful on those roads."

Taro said, "Umm, we told you how it happened several times. They told Sweetie to get off! So... she did."

Officer One said, "That's, ahah... exactly how it happened, actually."

Dr. Rare drove Sweetie home, and on their way, he asked her with an annoyed tone, "Well... did you at least enjoy your first day at school?"

Sweetie nodded her head, and asked, "I think Miss Young Beauty's really kind, and pretty, don't you?"

"M-M-Miss... B-Beauty...?" While he drove, he swayed from side to side for only a moment, but then, he regained his focus. "Yes, Sweetie... I think she's wonderful."