Edited by NightShader. Proofread by multiple bronies
Silver Spoon woke up with a satisfied yawn upon instant remembrance of last night's dream. Oh the fun she had in that dream, hugs and kisses galore and more. It was so confusing to her. Her eyes went wide remembering that dream, "What?" thoughts were racing through her head Why did that happen?! No! That's not how it works! I don't like him! she hopped out of bed in an annoyed fit against herself. After another string of mixed thoughts consisting of both positive and negative, she walked to the shower. She turned the knobs on the shower to get the perfect temperature she needed. "I don't like him in anyway! There's no chance in the world I'd like him." she said as the hot water began to cascade her in warmth.
Then why did I dream of him, and why did I plead with Luna to continue that dream? her conscience rang.
"I don't know!" she yelled, "It was probably just dream me wanting to keep that, that, germ there. I wasn't thinking straight." She wasn't worried about her parents hearing her since they were either at work or sleeping yet and if they weren't awake then Silver wouldn't wake them. Her parents could stay asleep if Discord was surging chaos right outside.
Then why did I continue to do... stuff... when I went back to sleep. I had complete control over that dream last night.
"Because shut up!" she yelled grabbing a bottle of expensive shampoo and throwing it against the showers wall, emptying the majority of it's contents in the tub. "If I had the option I would go back to bed, dream him up again, then beat the living Tartarus out of him! I could probably beat the living Tartarus out of him in real life too!"
Don't even try, I know I can't.
"Oh yeah?!" she kept yelling as warm water continued to rain on her.
I shouldn't do what I'm thinking, no good could come out of it
"I'm right, no good can come of that..." Silver Spoon was, of course, referring to her trying to physically injure Dim. "I couldn't do that, but he wouldn't be allowed to punch or kick back since I'm a filly. But what would that achieve?" she said all the while making obscure hoof gestures. "Wait a moment," Silver Spoon had a lightning bolt of knowledge hit her in the head when she remembered the decision of what she'd do in her dream last night.
She recalled herself saying it wasn't her worst doing but it would get the message across. Silver Spoon, after having to hang around Rider and Heavy Weight for a while, made a few "friends" at the park. Not the type of friend that you would would hang out with after school, it was the type of friend that you could hang around and not want to get as far away from them as possible. Basically she'd made some acquaintances.
He couldn't take them all at once, but they could take him all at once. a cynical smile erupted across her face with the thoughts going through her head. Dim on the ground, broken, defenseless, in pain. Him pleading them to stop and trying to yell for help. Then as he finally mustered up the strength to open his eyes, he would see her standing over him in triumph.
Her defeating him and him knowing that. The mere thought made her want to do this right now
Where does that blank flank fall into all of this? Does she even need to be involved at all? Silver spoon pondered the idea of making her watch. No, she might get away and tell somepony. Just target him... for now.
After a few more minutes in the shower contemplating how her plan would be set in motion, Silver Spoon established a pretty basic plan in which she saw no problem in, it was easy to do and fool proof. Thinking it up was one thing but actually doing it was a whole other ordeal.
After turning off the water, Silver Spoon got out of the shower. The bathroom was filled with steam, the mirrors were thick with condensation and the air was warm. She jumped out of the tub and grabbed two towels, one specifically for her mane and the other one for the rest of her body. She opened the door and was hit by a very cold breeze with steam escaping around her.
After about an hour of drying off, styling her mane, applying various perfumes, and going over and making revisions to her plan, she was finally ready to depart towards the park where all the ponies that took gym class too seriously were at. She was well respected there, mainly due to her wealth. It was about 10:30-ish when she finally arrived, fully prepared to do what she was going to do.
As she entered the park a few heads turned as she walked by and a few ponies greeted her, to which she replied with either nodding her head or a simple hello. After only a couple of minutes she found those who she was looking for. There was group of five colts. There were three Earth ponies, one pegasus, and one unicorn.
The three Earth ponies all had different color patterns. The tallest one had a light green mane and dark green coat with orange eyes. He also had a messy mane. His cutie mark was what looked like crowbar. The other two were about the same height although one was about an inch or so taller. The slightly taller colt had a gray mane and light red coat, it wasn’t pink but it may as well have been considered pink. His cutie mark was clearly a hoofball helmet. The final one was just pure yellow with green eyes and his mark was just a plain old catchers mitt.
"You three Earth ponies, come here." she commanded from about ten feet away.
"Us?" the tall pony responded.
"Yes, come here!" she yelled, making hoof motions to come towards her.
"What about us?" the Pegasus and Unicorn asked.
"I don't need you two!" Silver Spoon replied in an obnoxious tone.
The three Earth ponies each shrugged their shoulders then proceeded to walk towards the gray filly.
After the filly had just began walking away with their three friends the Pegasus spoke up, "Dude, do you think she's racist?" he asked.
"Probably." the Unicorn replied rolling his eyes in annoyance and sighing.
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"Oh yeah, you're um..." one of the Earth ponies began to say, " uh, Shiny Spork, right? We've seen you around here before hanging out with Heavy Weight and Rider before, right?"
"D- did you just call me "Shiny Spork"?" she stuttered in disbelief.
"Isn't that your name or something along those lines?"
"My name is Silver Spoon, you twit." she barked.
"Sheesh, sorry. What do you want?" he asked.
"I need a few ponies to help teach a pony I know a lesson in respect." she hissed out firmly.
"If you mean ruff them up, we're the ones you wanna talk to. How'd you know to come to us?" he wondered.
"I actually didn't, I was simply looking around and your three looked like you could get the job done. I thought I'd have to go through the lengthy process of offering you an outrageous number of bits after the even longer process of convincing you to do it."
"Well well well, lucky you. So what do you need us to do by "teach a pony you know a lesson in respect?" That can mean a few things."
"All I need is for you three and a couple of others to help beat the common sense into a pony who doesn't have any. And I mean seriously beat it into him, hard." she slowly let out through her teeth."
"I see what you mean, bring the pain, not send a little message to stop messing around."
"Basically."
"So do you have a plan or do you just want us to go in and do it ourselves?" he asked.
"Oh, don't worry I have a plan." that cynical smile was encasing her face again.
"May we ask what it is?" he almost regretfully asked upon seeing Silver's face.
"Sure," she said then went on and explained step by step on what would happen.
A moment passed before one of the Earth ponies spoke, "You're one screwed up filly." the yellow one plainly blurted out not caring about the consequences.
"Call me what you wish, but will you do it?”
"I mean sure we'll do it but I'm just saying." he responded, ending with an exhale.
"Good, then lets get going." Silver Spoon said before trotting over to the park's exit.