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// Thursday Part 6 - The 'Triumphant' Return of Twilight 
// Story: Equestria Girl. Wait, What's Equestria? 
// by Bysen 
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The bathroom. The same bathroom as always. Just across from Principal Celestia's office and not too far from the back of the school. Not the most used by the majority of the school for both of those reasons but it was generally a nice and quiet, clean and peaceful place. At least until a very loud, and very angry brute smashed through the door unceremoniously, growling loudly that is.

Gilda checked behind her, the hall was empty with everyone still outside on the fields. She then dropped down and looked under the stalls. She was alone in here “Damn it!" she yelled as she stood back up and punched closed the door she’d just come in with a right hook. “DAMN IT!!!” she yelled again as she swung at the door again with her left. Both fists planted squarely on the door as she head-butted it. “Damn it…”

She left her head pressed against the door as she stared at the ground. As much as she wanted to hold it back, she was crying and had been since about halfway back across the field. She stayed there for a while, just letting her tears drip off of her nose and onto the ground, staying quiet as she watched them fall. Eventually, she pushed herself off of the door and turned to the mirrors above the sinks.

Her hair was an absolute mess. To be expected after vigorously running around, diving and sliding for over two hours but she was used to it that way. Her purple eye liner was smeared. Also the result of sweating and running around for so long. At least, that’s what she’d tell anyone if they dared to bring it up!

Without warning she punched the mirror right in her face “AAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” she yelled in anger and frustration. “What the fuck is your problem!? Why the hell would you do something so stupid you dumb bitch!” she cried out loud. Anyone outside would’ve heard her if they’d passed by. Gilda doubted anyone would come in but still feared it. Or worse yet, if Rainbow Dash was the one who found her. “Damn it Rainbow…” she muttered.


There was a clatter and ‘shi’cheir’ sound alone with a flash from behind her. She turned towards the empty stalls, or at least the stalls she thought were empty and below the second from the end was a phone laying on the ground “Oh no…” a low voice said with clear shock in her voice. That shock turned to fear as before she could even reach for the phone the door was bashed open by Gilda’s shoulder, lock broken and the hinges bent but luckily still holding it on.

But even still as it flew open it still just clipped Twilight’s foot that was pulled up onto the toilet seat. She’d heard Gilda yell and punch as she came in and Twilight had quickly tucked herself out of sight. Now, however, as her foot came off the seat so did the rest of her as she fell down the gap between the toilet and the stall’s wall with one leg still over the toilet seat. Worse yet, it also didn’t help that her underwear wasn’t on. She had been going to the toilet after all.

With her arms slightly jammed in a way it would take her a moment to get up, she wasn’t given the chance as a very angry, very teary-eyed and now very sore-shouldered Gilda stood over her, looking down and scowling, teeth bared. She was breathing heavily through her nose as she yelled “You want a show huh? You wanna tape the spaz freaking out!? I’ll show ya some’fen!” she yelled as she reached down, grabbed Twilight be the collar of her shirt and forcefully pulled her off the ground.

Barely back on her feet, Gilda pressed the girl in her grasp hard up against the wall. The shirt ripped slightly and her skirt was still up against her stomach leaving her completely exposed. Or she would be exposed if Gilda wasn’t pressing hard against her body. Gilda’s jeaned legs up against Twilight’s bare thigh, chest again chest and face against fist wrapped in her own starting to rip shirt.

“I wasn’t, I swear!”

“I could kill you right now.” Gilda said in a low tone that frightened Twilight more than anything else ever had before this. Even more than what she’d thought had happened to her in this bathroom before.

Twilight just cried. Her mind was racing, telling her things to say that could save her but none of that managed to make it to Twilight’s mouth from her brain. Instead all that came out where a few half words broken apart by gasps and sobs. At some point her eyes had closed and her one arm that wasn’t still pinned had come up and placed a hand on Gilda’s wrists but she didn’t remember doing it, she’d just done it. She had no idea how long had passed, likely a few seconds at most, but the grip on her shirt loosened.

“Fucking runt…” Gilda muttered as she pushed hard against Twilight’s chest and released her grip entirely. Gilda turned before Twilight opened her eyes. When she did however it was just in time to see her reaching down for Twilight’s phone. She picked it up and with it in her hand, she punched the side of the wall, denting the metal and making a clear display of breaking it along with the fact that she could’ve broken Twilight if she’d really wanted too before walking away.

Twilight simply stood there in shock for moments until she heard the bathroom door open and swing slowly closed by itself. She still didn't move though, just stayed there barely standing, slumped against the wall. Slowly… very slowly, her legs went weak and she began to slide down the wall. She landed with her legs folded under her. Both her arms finally free, she lifted them to her face and just cried into the palms of her hands.

Once again, she didn’t know how long it was, but this time it had to have been at least a minute or two rather than seconds but soon enough she heard the door open. She flinched for a moment before she heard “Twilight? Are you in h…” Silverspoon called out but stopped as she heard her friend’s loud weeping. She ran in and found her in the stool. “What happened!?” she asked hurriedly.

Sil instantly dropped to her knees beside her friend with an audible splash. She ignored it though. She couldn’t exactly ignore the short brown streak on the wall behind her crying friend though. Her first though would’ve been bathroom accident if it weren't for Twilight’s badly ripped open shirt and the text she’d just gotten saying ‘help crazy girlin bahtroom help’.

As soon as Sil came close Twilight lunged at her and wrapped her arms around the younger girl and continued to cry into her shirt. Sil wrapped her arms around Twilight in turn. Both of them jumped as the toilet beside them flushed but only Sil moved to see Diamond Tiara standing beside them with a much more disgusted look on her face.

“You stay here and make sure no one sees…” she said reluctantly, knowing Sil would just demand she help if she didn’t anyway. “I’ll tell Randolph to get here early, and to bring a set of my clothes with him.” she said as she turned and walked off. The sound of Die’s phone’s doop noises only set Twilight off even more. Thankfully, Die had enough tact to not add the ‘Just don’t ruin them like you did your clothes.’ remark she was thinking.

Eventually Silverspoon managed to get Twilight to her feet and over towards the sinks to clean herself up. Sil needed a bit of a clean up too as most the stuff that had come out of Twilight’s face [and some from other places] wound up either on or in her clothes as well. Quite frankly she hoped Die’s usual selections would make her butler bring multiple set of clothing choices for them. There was also the issue of if Diamond Tiara's would actually fit Twilight but they’d cross that bridge later.

For now though, Silverspoon simply turned on the faucet as Twilight stood in front of the mirror and stared at her own hollow reflection.