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// Vacuum 18:9... or Something 
// Story: The Dazzlings Are Insane 
// by Justice3442 
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Sonata sat in an empty classroom at a desk that with a plastic yellow chair attached to it. She slumped in her chair with a bored expression on her face as she held a pencil in between her nose and upper lip, holding it in place by puckering her lips. 

‘SLAM!’

Sonata jumped upright in her seat as she heard the door to the classroom open violently. Her pencil clattered to the desk in front of her as she turned.

Aria was standing in the doorway with a slightly grumpier than usual look on her face. She wordlessly trudged over to a desk next to Sonata and sat down. 

“Hey Aria,” Sonata greeted. “What are you in for?”

“Some dude with light blue hair and an orange shirt was giving me the evil eye, so I got mad and had an”—Aria air quoted—“‘altercation’ with him as Vice-Principal Luna put it.”

Sonata scrunched her lips slightly. “Is that code for ‘kicked him in the face’?”

“Well, the eye specifically.”

Sonata raised an eyebrow. “Why’d you aim for his eye?”

Aria shrugged. “You know what they say, ‘If an eye offend thee, kick it as hard as you can.’”

“… Who says that?”

“I think it’s from the Bible… so probably Fixer Christ.”

“Huh…” Sonata muttered. “Seems legit…” She gave Aria a sour look and motioned down to her pink gym shorts. “So why’d you let me leave the house without any pants or a skirt even.”

Aria narrowed her eyes. “Because you ate all the marshmallows out of the cereal!” 

“But that was my cereal!” Sonata protested. “I even took the box with me to school!”

Aria folded her arms across her chest. “Not that box, the other box…”

Sonata frowned. “Okay, but—”

“Plus the box you opened this morning just so you could pick out the marshmallows!”

“But they’re different shapes and colors!” Sonata cried. “I’m not made out of stone!”

Aria rolled her eyes. “They all taste exactly the same, moron.”

“YOU TAKE THAT BACK!”

The girls heard the sound of the door opening and turned to see Adagio scowling at them. “You two in trouble. Why am I not surprised?”

Aria matched Adagio’s irritated look. “Say what you want, but I’m guessing you’re not here to get us out of detention.”

Adagio sighed heavily and trudged over taking the other desk next to Sonata. 

Sonata turned towards Adagio. “So what did you get in trouble for, Adagio?”

“I learned that it’s not a good idea to try and seduce Mrs. Harshwhinny to raise one’s grades in her class. You two should keep that in mind.”

“Right,” Aria replied sarcastically as she leaned back in her chair, “because it’s so likely to come up with Sonata and me.”

Sonata continued to talk to Adagio, “So were you mad about the marshmallows too?”

Adagio gave Sonata an irritated look. “Sonata, I don’t live in the same ridiculous world you live in. What the heck are you talking about?!”

Sonata motioned to her gym shorts. “You let me leave the house without wearing a skirt or pants!”

Adagio gave Sonata a blank look before anger grabbed hold of her features. “We HAVE to wear pants or a skirt when we go to school?!” Adagio sighed heavily and slumped in her chair. “What’s the point of being mortal if you still have to dress in a way that doesn’t call attention to yourself? School blows…”