//------------------------------// // Shushing a Sister // Story: Just a Fun Little Sleepover // by Reaps //------------------------------// Apple Bloom groaned as she and her friends steadily made their way to Scootaloo’s house. “Yer mom can’t be serious, Scoots. Ain’t no way she’s really gonna put us through that.” Scootaloo sighed, not wanting this any more than her friends. “Look, I get it, okay? First time you guys get to stay over, and they have to join in too." “But why? I don’t want to have a sleepover with them. I want to sleep over with you two.” Sweetie Belle frowned as she followed behind her friends. “Look, can we just please not talk about it for now? I’d kinda like to imagine I won’t be stuck with them all night for as long as I can," remarked a notably grouchy Scootaloo. Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom simply elected to nod in reply as they finally reached their friend’s home, the small group promptly entering. After a moment of thought, Apple Bloom turned to the orange pegasus. “Say, Scoots, I just remembered, we ain’t never met yer mom.” Following a brief look of realization, Sweetie Belle added “Yeah, we don’t even know what she looks like.” Scootaloo quirked an eyebrow at the statements until she remembered her mom wasn’t home last time her friends had been there. “Oh, right. Well, she looks kinda like Rarity, I guess, ya know, she’s a unicorn and all that.” This earned a chorused response from her friends. “Wait, your mom’s a unicorn?” “Uh, yeah. I found out a few weeks ago that that’s probably why I’m not able to fly, you know, mixed blood and all that? Supposedly pegasi have difficulty flying if they aren’t pure-blooded," cam the rather nonchalant response. Sweetie Belle opened her mouth to speak when a knock sounded on the door, a fairly dainty one at that, a knock that drew a collective groan from the fillies inside. Scootaloo walked to the door. “I got it.” Upon opening of said door, none inside were surprised by the fillies waiting outside, neither of which seemed all too happy to be there. “Diamond, Silver.” “Scootaloo,” came the synchronized reply. “I’m not happy.” “I care, why?” “Oh, I don’t know, maybe because we’re step-sisters now?” “Whoa, what now?” Apple Bloom and Sweetie wore expressions that could be described as nothing short of flabbergasted. Scootaloo sighed. “Look, just don’t remind me and get in already. The less we discuss it, the faster the night will go. The faster it goes, the faster we get to the part where my mom gets fed up with your dad and this nightmare ends.” “Your mother? ‘Fed up’ with my father? Well, aren’t you full of yourself.” “Look, are you gonna come in ‘sis’? It’s not like we can get away with making some excuse up.” Diamond opened her mouth to respond, but settled for a huff as she walked inside, Silver Spoon following close behind. The two fillies glared at Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, something which they gladly returned. The room was silent until a voice came from off in the house, speaking in an intentional mimicry of a birdcall. “Scootaloo! Scootaloo! Are your friends here, already?” Scootaloo face-hoofed and sighed. “Yeah, mom, the whole group’s here!” “Awesome!” The sound of hooves striking the floor sounded for a moment before a white unicorn with an electric-blue, frazzled mane trotted around the corner, her signature deep purple shades on and a slight smirk on her face. The other fillies in the room simply stared for a moment as the well-known DJ sized up the group. “So, I’m just gonna take a shot in the dark here and assume you two are the Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon I’ve heard so much about?” The two fillies in question nodded, but gave no other response. Vinyl nodded as well. “Well, it seems I’ve got a bit of an impromptu gig to get to. Lucky for me, they at least had the decency to set up my emergency equipment ahead of time.” Vinyl walked over to Scootaloo and kissed the top of her muzzle. “Moooom!” Diamond Tiara, not missing a chance to mess with Scootaloo, promptly began laughing. Vinyl turned her head to the filly and walked over, smiling softly. “Oh, and I almost forgot about you!” The DJ leaned down, taking Diamond’s face in her forehooves and covering the filly’s face in kisses. “I can’t believe I almost forgot my other baby! I just can’t wait till I get to tuck you in every night, kiss your wittle cheeks, and help you in your wittle bubble baths! I know how much your daddy says you love it.” Diamond Tiara, now distinctly a few shades redder than usual, wormed her way out of the mare’s forelegs, only to be met by the crusaders and even Silver Spoon giggling. Vinyl chuckled and ruffled Scootaloo’s mane a bit before walking to the door. “Now you fillies play nice, and Scootaloo, remember what I told you, three solutions. Works every time. Love you, Scootaloo.” “Love you too, mom.” Vinyl waved before walking out, magically closing the door behind her and leaving the fillies alone in the house. Silver Spoon and Sweetie Belle took a few breaths to stop their giggling, something that helped to calm a still fairly flustered Diamond Tiara. “Well, I’m gonna grab some snacks. You guys can head on up to my room. AB, Sweetie, you remember where it is, right?” Both nodded and started on their way. Diamond Tiara motioned for Silver Spoon to go on ahead and chose to follow Scootaloo herself. Scootaloo hummed as she searched through the cabinets, unaware of the earth pony just behind her. “What the hay was up with your mom?” Scootaloo groaned and put her front hooves back on the floor as she turned to Diamond Tiara with an amused smirk. “Toldya ya wouldn’t know cool if it bit your rump.” Diamond growled, staring down the pegasus. “Look, just because we’re sisters now doesn’t mean I’m gonna be nice to you.” Scootaloo simply shrugged as she turned back to her search. “Good. Then I don’t have to share my other sister.” “Other sister? Since when did you have another sister?” “Uh, Rainbow Dash, duh. You remember her, right?” “No, and I don’t care. I. Don’t. Like. You.” Diamond stamped a hoof on each of the last four words. “Love you too, sis.” “Buck! You!” “Sorry, but I’m pretty sure siblings aren’t supposed to do that.” “We are not siblings. We are step-sisters, nothing more.” Scootaloo picked out a few bags of chips and set them on the counter before turning to Diamond. “Yeah, well guess what that means? It means we’re gonna be sharing a room eventually, Princess.” Diamond Tiara groaned. “You are not allowed to call me that.” “Ugh, will you just shut up?” “Make me!” Scootaloo sighed, remembering the three steps as best she could before simply turning and taking the chips in her mouth. “Don’t ignore me!” Scootaloo shook her head and started towards her room, only to get cut off at the stairs by the apparently very persistent Diamond Tiara. “Gt fta m way.” “No! We are not done talking about this. This is a big deal, okay?” Scootaloo groaned. “Nn ts nt! Jst lt me by.” Diamond glared and swatted the chips out of Scootaloo’s mouth. “Put that down and talk!” “The hay, DT? What’s so freaking important?” “If we are going to be rooming together soon, we have to work out who is allowed where.” “Uh, no, we don’t, now stop being a little bitch and try to have some fun for once, will ya?” “What did you just call me?!” “Ugh! Never mind.” Scootaloo went, picked up the chips once more, and nudged Diamond Tiara to the side before once more heading to her room. Unfortunately, Scootaloo only managed to reach just short of the door before Diamond once more blocked her way. Fed up, Scootaloo dropped the bag to the side. “Will you just chill out? Dear Celestia, what do you want?” “I want to make sure this crap with our parents doesn’t make my life miserable.” “What do you think I’m trying to do? You just won’t let up!” Inside Scootaloo’s room, Apple Bloom, Silver Spoon, and Sweetie Belle sighed as they heard the arguing through the door. “Either o’ y’all think we should maybe do somethin’?” “They’re step-sisters now, remember? If we stop them now, it’ll just get worse.” “Yeah, they should probably just work it out themselves. They’re gonna have to later.” “Yeah, ah s’pose yer right. Anyways, ah got winner o’ this un.” “Normally I’d say it will obviously be me, but Sweetie Belle is pretty good,” “Thanks, Silver! I love playing checkers. You’re pretty good, too.” Silver Spoon smiled and giggled. “Yeah, I guess. Thanks.” “I’m getting about sick of this, DT.” “What are you going to do? Kick me? Bite me?” “I’m not gonna hit you! Just shut up for a minute and ease off!” “Make! Me!” Scootaloo leaned in, glaring at Diamond Tiara. “You say that one more time, DT. One more time and─” “And what?” “And I bucking will!” Diamond Tiara leaned in, practically pressing the end of her muzzle to Scootaloo’s. “Make. M─mmph!” Scootaloo caught Diamond Tiara mid-word with a kiss, one she held for three seconds more before pulling away from the stunned and now silent filly. With a quick nod to herself, Scootaloo picked up the chips and walked around Diamond to see the door open and the others staring at her. Scootaloo smiled and waved before casually trotting into her room and setting down the bag. “So, anyways, who wants chips?”