The door closed behind the two, as they were now inside the principal's office. Celestia told them to take a seat, and they did. They sat in the two chairs in front of her desk, as she took her place.
"Now that we are in a private place, it's time to be serious." Celestia deadpanned. "Please, take off your helmets. You two are humans, just like the rest of the students here."
Celestia then began a speech.
"You see, here at Canterlot High, we have standards and dress code ethics. Those ethics were not created just for fun, but to keep our students from doing things that will distract others from learning. We try our best to provide an excellent learning environment in this school..."
As Principal Celestia continued her speech, the two men drowned her out and began whispering to each other.
"I still can't believe we lost our grammy." Thomas said, dejectedly.
"I know man." Guy agreed. "and to top it all off, we are teenagers again!"
Thomas gasped. "Mon dieu! You are right! I feel so awkward and hormone-driven! I hope I don't get acne. That would be bad for my helmet."
A loud cough broke their conversation, as they looked back at Principal Celestia, who was not amused with them ignoring her.
"Well, it seems like you don't care for dress code policies, do you? Very well, I have no choice, but to transfer you to ano-"
"Just a moment Principal....eh..."
"Celestia." she told Thomas.
"Wow. That's a strange name." Guy said.
"Oh? And what is YOUR name young man?" Celestia asked.
"My name is Guy Manuel de Homem-Christo."
"And I am Thomas Bangalter. And together, we are..."
They then joined in unison once more.
"DAFT PUNK!"
Principla Celestia raised a brow.
"Oh. So you two are musicians?"
"Oui." Thomas told her. "From France."
"France? I've never heard of this country. France..."
"Oh, it's quite lovely," Guy told her. "It has lots of beautiful sights, like l'arc de triomphe, Rennes, the Eiffel Tower which is above our Daft C-Oomph!"
Guy couldn't finish his sentence, as Thomas elbowed him in the gut. Guy's helmet showed a sad face.
Guy laughed nervously. "Just the Eiffel Tower. No secret hideout or anything."
"I see." Principal Celestia said. "I'll tell you what. Since you two are from a different country, AND you are musicians, I'll have you two enrolled in my school. On one condition."
"And what condition is that, Madame Celestia?" Thomas asked.
"The annual National Canterlot Music Festival is coming soon. Bands from all around the nation's high schools are coming to compete in a contest to crown champions of music."
Guy perked up at the mention of the word "crown"
"Ooh! Just like the Grammys." Guy told Thomas.
"Grammys? Well, anyways, if you two will sign up for the roster of musicians and bands we have to represent us, not only will I let you two keep your helmets, but you will also have the chance to win the award."
Guy and Thomas looked at each other, and whispered.
"Well?" Celestia asked. "I'm not getting any younger."
"Okay. We'll do it, Madame Celestia."
"Excellent. Here are your schedules." she handed them schedules that she printed out. "Now, get out of my office. Lunch is about to start."
"Merci beaucoup!" Thomas said, as they left the office.
Principla Celestia sighed, as she started to organize some files.
Suddenly, Guy popped into her office.
"One more thing Madame Celestia."
"What is it Mr. Home....Mr. Christo?"
"For an older woman, you look quite young for your age."
Principal Celestia's cheeks started reddening.
"Ummm, well, thank you...Mr. Christo..."
Guy gave a thumbs up, then left the office once more, as the door closed.
Celestia sat there, confused by the ordeal.
"If he's going for Student of the Month, I'd say Mr. Christo is off to a good start..." she said to herself, blushing at his comment. She flipped her hair to the side and started working again, humming happily.
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"I can't wait to see what type of music you guys play!" Pinkie said excitedly. "From what I can tell with all these computers and speakers, you guys play sone sorta techno music." she then proceeded to do the robot on top of the speaker she was on, as Guy pushed it.
"You could say that, Mademoiselle Pinkie." Thomas told her, as he was checking off the materials they needed for their set. Two other students were helping with the base, putting it in the gym.
"Okay, the pyramid base goes right here." Thomas pointed behind him. The two students carefully set up the base in the spot and then left to get the soundboards.
"Oooh! A pyramid!" Pinkie awed. Granted, the pyramid wasn't as big as the one they use at the concert, but it'll make do.
"Yes. It's still not complete though. We still need your tech guys to finish putting on the lighting system. This one is just a model we painted."
And it was painted white. Duh.
"Well, I got the poster for the contest!" Pinkie exclaimed. "They just printed it today! Check it out." she handed the poster to Thomas.
"Okay..." he said, as he examined the poster.
The background was blue, with music notes and guitars all around. And no, not the guitar from that Rainbow Rocks video. Heaven forbid that this story includes stuff from that. 'Join now! Let your creativity flow musically.'
Thomas rolled his visor eyes at the stupid metaphor. Then he saw something that made him jump. Lo and behold, their Grammy award was right in the center.
Below it, it said 'You could win this!'
"That's...that's our Grammy award!" Thomas exclaimed.
"Grammy award? What is that? An award for old people?" Pinkie chortled. "No, that's the new Music Festival award! They said they found the idea when a student gave the award to the board! In fact, the student was-"
"Thomas! Come here!" Guy interrupted, nudging at Thomas.
Thomas lookes up from the poster and followed Guy. There, Guy pointed at two students who were watching them mysteriously.
"Thomas," Guy whispered. "Don't they look extremley familiar?"
"Oh my god." Thomas replied "Not them..."
"You know Grillex and Deadr4t?" Pinkie asked them.
Guy and Thomas looked at her, then at themselves.
"Grillex?" Guy said
"Deadr4t?" Thomas added.
"Yeah! Those two are the meanest members of the music team. The only one who does the talking is Grillex, and Deadr4t is very rude."
Both men started chuckling to themselves.
"Their names are better here than back on Earth." Thomas joked.
"Uh-oh, here they come!" Pinkie warned them.
"Well well well," Grillex spoke to them. "Look at what we have here. A bunch of....oh, what's the word? Deadr4t, maybe you can help?"
Deadr4t nodded, and brought out her pen and paper. She started furiosly drawing, then finally stopped. She then showed a picture of a copying machine and a cat head to the two men.
"Maybe you can help me find the word I'm looking for boys." Grillex sneered at them.
The two of then looked at the picture carefully.
"Hmmm....copying...copying machine kitten....copying kitty machine copy....cop-"
Thomas interrupted Guy with a humph. "We are NOT copycats!"
Grillex laughed. "Oh really? Then why are you two wearing helmets? It's obvious you copied from my friend here."
Deadr4t nodded in agreement.
Thomas's visor filled with red.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?! IF ANYTHING, DEADMOU5 COPIED OFF OF US!"
"Are you two not hearing right? Her name is Deadr4t. Must be those stupid helmets you're wearing. You didn't even copy her right. You forgot the ears!"
Grillex laughed, as she high fived Deadr4t.
"JE VAIS VOUS TUER!" Thomas yelled. Guy and Pinkie held him back, as Grillex left, laughing with Deadr4t.
Suddenly, a bell was ringing, as the halls suddenly began to come alive with sounds of people talking and walking.
"Well, it's time for lunch! C'mon you guys! I'll introduce you to my other friends!"
Pinkie grabbed them both and started leading them to the cafeteria. Thomas looked at Guy. They both agreed on one thing: Pinkie might be the most energetic person they have ever met.
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Thomas grabbed his tray, still fuming over their meeting with the two other musicians.
"Can you believe those two?" Thomas talked to Guy, who grabbed his own tray as well.
"Talking to us, like we're a bunch of amateurs! Ha! We'll show them. We'll win the contest, get back our grammy, then shove it in their faces!"
"Yeah. That's a good idea. Rehash the majority of the plot from a movie that was not written well and teeming with mistakes, like a bad OC story you would find anywhere in the 'New Stories' section of a fan fiction site."
Thomas stared at Guy, as his visor said "WTF?"
"What?" Thomas asked.
But before Guy could answer, a delicious sandwich caught Thomas's attention.
"Ooooh! Turkey and dill pickle!"
Thomas grabbed the sandwich, and a chocolate milk. Guy, not really feeling like eating something, grabbed an apple juice.
"OVER HERE!" They heard Pinkie yell at them, motioning them to sit next to her. Thomas grabbed his tray and went to her, with Guy following. From a distance, Thomas could see the two girls they've met earlier, and three others that were new to them.
They finally sat down in the two spots she saved for them.
"I'm glad you guys are here! I really want you two meet my other friends!" she went down the line across from them.
"You've already met Rarity and Fluttershy." she pointed out.
"That's Applejack, the hardest working person you would ever meet!" she said, pointing at the blonde, green-eyed female with orange skin.
"Howdy." she replied, tipping her hat.
"That's Rainbow Dash, the captain of ALL the sports teams, and the most AWESOMEST friend ever!"
"'Sup?" she said. She had magenta eyes, and prismatic colored hair.
"aaaaaand finally," Pinkie said, making a drumroll. "Sunset Shimmer!"
Sunset looked somberly at the two, and barely said a word. Her skin was a lighter orange than Applejack's, and her hair was a pattern of red and yellow stripes. Even though she closely resembled a terrible OC that is often used in stories, I like her. Not as much as Trixie mind you, but I sympathize with the character. I digress, though.
"Hi..." she replied softly.
Pinkie giggled nervously, then whispered into Thomas's ear.
"She's still a little bummed out over losing her ex-boyfriend AAAAND ruining our friendship to take over the school."
Thomas turned to Pinkie Pie with question marks on his visor.
"But don't worry! We're all friends again! Now, guys, I'd like you to meet Guy Manuel de Homem Christo..."
she pointed at Guy, who raised his hand in a wave.
"Allo." he spoke.
"and his friend, Thom-"
"Thomas Bangalter..." Rarity said dreamily. "He's from a foreign land, and hides behind a robot's mask for clandestine purposes, maybe because he doesn't feel like he'll ever be accepted. But I want to tell him just how wrong he is..." Rarity sighed, lovestruck over Thomas.
Everyone stared at Rarity, even Sunset Shimmer, who raised a brow.
Rarity noticed that she was proffessing her crush quite pubicly, and started blushing. She gave a nervous smile, and looked away in embarressment.
"Yeah...that's his name. They're in a band together called Daft Punk."
"Daft Punk?" Rainbow asked. "That sounds AWESOME!"
Applejack wanted to ask them something that she heard.
"So, ah heard you two fellers met Grillex and Deadr4t a while ago."
Thomas groaned and held his head in his hands.
"Yes. We have. I hate them so much. They are très ennuyeux."
Applejack gave him a funny look.
"Beg pardon?"
"It means 'very annoying'. It's french, darling." Rarity chimed in.
"Oui. That is correct." Thomas said. "Where did you learn to speak french?" he asked.
"Oh! I've taken one or two trips to Griffonsburg before. That's where I fell in love...with that country, that is."
"Griffonsburg? Is that supposed to be France in this universe?" Thomas asked.
"France? What's a France?" Rarity asked.
"It's a beautiful country with-" Guy was about to tell her, before Thomas shushed him.
"Don't tell her!" he whispered. "She's got fangirl written all over her. Who knows what she might do if she learns where we're from. Remember Pharrell Williams?"
Guy had a scowl on his helmet.
"Damn you, Pharrell Williams..." Guy said.
"Say, aren't you fellers in that music festival team of ours?" Applejack asked them.
Thomas and Guy turned to her.
"Oui. We are."
"Oh, I bet you're going to show those jerks Grillex and Deadr4t a thing or two!" Rainbow Dash said. "I'D like to see them get taken down a peg."
"Yes! We are going to crush them!" Thomas said. "That'll teach them to treat us like amateurs."
Thomas started laughing loudly, then Guy joined in. Soon, Pinkie joined as well, guffawing alongside them.
Thomas then started to calm down slowly, as did Guy. Finally, the laughing stopped.
Thomas sighed, wiping away an imaginary tear from his visor eye.
"Ummm....excuse me Thomas...." Fluttershy spoke softly.
"Hmm?" Thomas looked at her.
"Are you able to eat with those helmets on?"
Thomas stared at her for a moment, then stared awkwardly at Guy.
"Damn it." Thomas cursed.