//------------------------------// // 1 - Discipline // Story: Pantyhose Warrior // by Bad Dragon //------------------------------// “I already said I’m sorry.” Wallflower Blush whined on the floor of the gym. “Why can’t you just forgive and forget?” “This isn’t about your past,” Sunset Shimmer answered. “And why did you make me leave my cell phone at home?” Sunset sighed. “This is about your future. I can’t have you get distracted.” “Can I go now?” “No!” Sunset firmly said. “I didn’t break into the gym for nothing.” “Why did you drag me here with you? I don’t want to get in trouble.” “You truly are a villain mastermind, aren’t you?” “What are you talking about?” “You still have the memory stone, don’t you?” “You were there when you all destroyed it. And since then you invaded my memories like a dozen times already with your freaky powers.” “That’s just it, you have no memories of the memory stone after we shot at it with our rainbow power.” “Because you destroyed it…” “No, because you outsmarted us by hiding the artifact and erased your own memories to counter my telepathic powers.” “You’re insane. There’s no evidence for anything you’re saying. You have nothing but your conspiracy theories against me. I’m going to go now.” “We’ll be here until you complete the training.” “You know I don’t like awkward situations. Just standing alone in your presence would be enough for me to use the memory stone on you if you hadn’t destroyed it. Without the artifact, I now want to avoid anything cringe-worthy. That’s all I want in my life. Any judgment hurts me more than a knife in a chest would. If I could turn myself invisible forever, I’d do it in a heartbeat. If you just as much as look at me, I want to dig myself into the ground and die. “We all know you suck, Wallflower, that’s why my friends entrusted you with me. If you sucked less, maybe you won’t have the urge to abuse the memory stone anymore. This is why I need to train you.” “Right… Well, I’m certainly not good at sports or whatever this is. You can fail me now and we’ll both be done with it.” “My patented fighting style doesn’t require a fit body, only discipline.” Wallflower sighed. “Fine, let’s get this over with already. What do you want me to do?” “Undress.” “The hell!” Wallflower yelled. “What kind of perversion is this?” “When studying karate, one wears a kimono. When one studies tauntate™, one dresses for the occasion.” “Tauntate?” Sunset Shimmer nodded. “Patented and trademarked.” She kicked over a box to Willflower’s legs. “Take off your clothes. Put on the fighting gear.” On the box was a sign with big letters: ‘WARRIOR’ “Ugh, fine!” Wallflower unzipped her pants. “Look away while I change!” Sunset Shimmer turned around, hiding her grin from the student. “What the hell is this?” When Sunset Shimmer turned around, she saw Wallflower in her undies holding the box with extended hands away from her. “There are just a bunch of pantyhoses inside. I don’t wear tight clothes. I don’t know why anybody does. It makes no sense to me. If clothes need to stretch, it means they’re too small to begin with and you should get a bigger number or different piece. Nobody should wear clothes that are too small. Why anybody would ever want to subjugate themselves to such merciless clothes is beyond me.” “Well, I do wear pantyhose. And today you do as well. It’s an essential part of the demoralization technique I developed. I didn’t get to my position at school without trash-talking, and that demands discipline. These clothes force discipline on the wearer. That’s why you always see me wearing pantyhose, except when I’m not, of course. “None of this makes any kind of sense…” “Science also shows that compression increases physical performance and recovery. It stands to reason that we can enhance our skills that way.” “And my comfort zone says I don’t want them near me.” “When I came to this world, I didn’t understand how human females managed to annoy males to no end and eat up their nerves. But then I figured out the female secret weapon. It’s the pantyhose that fills girls with turmoil and makes them lash out at the world. I sought to harness that power, and that’s how I invented the Tauntate fighting style.” Wallflower sighed. “Taunting somebody isn’t a fighting style...” “The more layers of pantyhoses, the greater the buff. And since tonight is the only time we have this place for ourselves, you’ll need all the buff you can get. Sure, pantyhose might feel uncomfortable, but one does not go into combat for comfort.” “Even if that made any sense, you can’t get me to wear tight clothes. I get claustrophobic just thinking about it, not to mention that I’m allergic to nylon.” “Wallflower Blush, all your life you’ve been making up excuses and running away. No more!” With that, Sunset Shimmer placed one leg between Wallflower’s legs and knocked her on the floor with her body. “Tonight you grow out of your cowardness!” Wallflower just barely managed to catch herself with her hands before she hit the floor. “What the hell is wrong with you, Sunset?” At that moment, she felt an enormous weight on her lower back, pinning her to the floor. “I used to be like you, looking out for my own interests. But my friends defeated me and forced me to adopt their way of thinking. They taught me a lot. And today I pass that friendship message onto you, my student.” “What lesson would that be?” Wallflower struggled, but couldn’t break free. “Might makes right, of course.” “I don’t think friendship means what you think it means.” “Nonsense.” Sunset picked up a pair of pantyhose and rolled them up so that only the foot part stuck out of the bunched material. “Please, just let me go and I’ll tell everybody that you taught me a lesson. I’ll also give you my lunch money for a month and do your homework.” “Oh, Wallflower, don’t you know that I’m a different person than I used to be? My friends broke me. The things you offer mean nothing to me anymore. My only aim is to break you as well because that’s how friendship spreads.” Sunset lifted Wallflower's foot and brought it closer. “You’re insane, Sunset!” “Be quiet now, I need to concentrate so that I don’t rip the fragile material.” With that, she put on the pantyhose on Wallflower’s feet. “No! I don’t want this. Let me go!” Sunset said nothing. Without uttering a single sound, she dressed up the legs under her until the pantyhose were one with the skin beneath them. “I hate you for what you did to me!” Wallflower wined. “It’s just clothes…” “You got what you wanted. Now let me go.” “Wait, you think we are finished? Wallflower, I have a dozen pantyhoses left in the box. We’re just getting started.” Wallflower gasped. After lots of struggling and some crying, the task was finally completed. Sunset stood up from her student and announced, “Now that that’s done, we can finally start with the training.” Wallflower just lay on the ground, clenching her fists. “With tauntate, you can end a fight before it even starts. It’s all about demoralizing your opponent. I have a two-hour monologue prepared to explain how it all works. After that, you’ll be able to take a test and if you pass, I’ll let you go.” “Can we just cut straight to the test so I can undress and go home to cry in my corner of despair?” “Sure, we can do that. I find failure to be a great motivator. When you fail the test, you’ll have no choice but to submit to my teachings.” “I cannot fail,” Wallflower said with determination in her voice. Sunset helped Wallflower to her feet since she either wouldn’t or couldn’t bend her knees. “You are a warrior and I am your opponent. Your job is to demoralize me. You’ll need to achieve great discipline because you can never repeat the same taunt, that would be just lame and not demoralizing at all. If you achieve this, our lesson will be complete. But if you fail, I’ll have to repeat my monologue.” “I must prevail,” Wallflower chanted more to herself than her teacher.