//------------------------------// // One Fine Day // Story: Cut it Out // by Kickback //------------------------------// If I had a perfect day I would have it start this way Open up the fridge and have a tall boy Yeah "Sorry, these pendants are very valuable to us." Aria rolled her eyes, trying in vain to find interest in something besides her sister and the weirdly nice bacon-haired girl that was showing them around. The Siren cast her eyes down to glance at the crimson gem adorning her throat. "We'd just hate for anything to happen to them." Her sister added. Aria smirked at Sunsetwhatsit and followed Ms. Cheesepuff Hair in tow as she took off walking. Except Sonata didn't get the hint. The idiot didn't even notice, she just stood there, her hand on her hip and smiling dumbly at Bacon Girl, looking like an idiot because she was an idiot. God, she was an idiot. Aria just groaned, not even looking as Adagio gritted her teeth and yanked their idiot blue sister away from the oddly friendly orange girl. Aria kinda wished that that was that but realistically, they had barely covered any of the school grounds and as much as she would've have just loved to throw little miss obviously-trying-way-too-hard-to-make-friends into one of these grossly green-coloured lockers, Adagio would have her giant purple head if she aroused any kind of trouble for them before they could get what they came here for. Aria wasn't too sure if they were actually going to find any real Equestrian magic here but she had to admit, just the thought of getting some of the good stuff, that unbelievably delicious energy made her internally shiver with excitement. It had been far too long. She needed her fix and Adagio had promised that this place was going to hook her up. Hook them all up. Inwardly, she felt like a little giddy baby Siren, suckling on her first feast of magic. Happy. Of course, outwardly, she looked just as resentful and stagnant as ever...because she's Aria and no one's more punk than her. Oh, joy, Bacon Girl caught up to them. More joy, here she goes again with her 'and this is the-bluh, bluh, bluh, BLUH!'. Whatever. Aria glared at the fluffy mass of bright orange and yellow her sister called her hair, she could practically feel the smug coming off her swaying hips. Just why did she have to walk like that? It annoyed her but not as much as the half-assed 'uh huhs' and other fake quips of interest escaping her voice. Honestly, the amount of work Adagio put into her human facade was baffling to her. Aria had to admit though, it was probably what had gotten them through this bullshit banishment for all these years. There was no way she could have persuaded that pope or charmed that president, if she knew herself at all, she'd take one look at them, sing something and if it didn't work, they'd be tasting her fist with every future meal they ate. Of course, if this went the way they wanted, she could. After all, whose going to stop her when the whole world can do nothing but adore her. Ohh, the thought was so seductive. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught pair of humans leaning up against the wall, eyeing her wearily. Aria only needed a single glance and bared her teeth a little at them. She almost smiled as the two immediately took off in a hurried walk down the hall. The simple pleasures in life...and being evil. Nevermind the fact that she was, admittedly an over-grown seahorse demon from the ocean, she was evil. Like Cthulu. Aria took a moment and decided that that comparison was stupid, who'd ever listen to her sing through all those stupid, gross tentacles? Still, bat wings would be cool instead of her tiny webbed fins. No matter what, she'd still rather be a giant lyrical water monster than one of these humans. Being human was the worst. She was broken out of her rambled musings as her eyes caught a familiar sight, Aria almost took that back when the image registered. Almost. It was the guy from the other day. She couldn't see his face as half his body was hiding behind an open locker door but she could tell it was him by the totally stupid black leather vest he wore around his torso. Her suspicions were confirmed when his head popped into sight, are you serious? Again with the bloody sunglasses? He didn't notice her and just took off walking away from her. Something about how he turned his back on her sparked something deep within Aria, she didn't care if he hadn't seen her, she was going to make him notice her. Then punch his friggin' face in. Wait, Adagio was still here...and there's no way Sonata wouldn't just be a narc and tell on her because she's the worst. Screw it. "Oh? And what's the principal like?" "Well, Principal Celestia and Vice-Principle are alright. Their door is always open to any student that has a problem but-" "-Aria?" The conversation and the calls of her name fell on deaf ears. Her pigtails sashayed about as she stormed off, marching with a purpose. An angry one. Her fingers curled and prodded at the bands aligning her opposite arm, as if tightening in preparation as she grunted and gritted her teeth, never taking her scowling eyes off the prick sauntering slowly away from her. With no small amount of malice, she punched her fist into her open palm and almost grinned as her knuckles gave a satisfying crack as she applied pressure to the joints between the segments. "Aria!" Fuck her sister's protests, she made a promise to herself. "Hey, tough guy!" There was only the slightest swivel of his head in her direction before she lunged at him. Her hands reached up, grabbing him by the back of his shoulders and with a harsh swing, Aria threw him into the adjacent wall aligned with steel, his back hitting the ugly mural of lockers with a resounding clang. His head went back as his teeth bared under his shades in a scowling groan. Aria didn't miss a single beat and dashed in front of him, taking his collar in both her hands and pinning him to the wall. Aria leaned in and grinned maliciously down at him. "Remember me?" ...What is... His mouth didn't even twitch, in fact, he didn't move at all, just stood there like an idiot, staring at her blankly again like an idiot. All the better, she didn't want to have to hear what he had to say, this pretentious bastard had this coming. Aria recoiled back, tightening her fist behind her head. That isn't... Her knuckles felt something firm push hard back against the force of her punch. The look of his face never changed as his grip tightened around her fist and caught her wrist in his other hand. For the second time, the sudden strain caught her off-guard and her fingers unhooked from his clothes. For a while, he just stood there, looking down on her with both her hands bound in his own. Aria couldn't stand the fury that burned within her as he did. Even if she couldn't see them, she hated the thought of his eyes on her like this. It made her feel vulnerable, weak, two things she was anything but. Above all the rage was the embarrassment and it was the worst. Even still, there was something...something gnawing at the back of her mind that comforted...and it was the WORST. Except it wasn't. Aria's ears twitched lightly at the sound of a familiar tune. No, not a tune. Her eyes were drawn to a single vine of black suspended there between their bodies. She followed it up and found that it split into two separate tethers that extended up and were firmly dug into both his ears. She could hear the blaring static escaping the tiny speakers but beneath all that, her inhumanly attuned, trained and sensitive seahorse ears could pick it up. The sound. The music. It was... ...It was fucking beautiful. Aria stared back up at him, her eyes softening slightly, betraying the emotions she felt. He frowned just a bit more noticeably and without a word, he shoved her back. Aria staggered to get her bearings and found herself standing dead-centre in the middle of the hallway. Her gaze flickered from the smooth floor back up to...she didn't even know his name and only for a moment, she felt as if she could see his eyes past his dark lenses in the brief few seconds they stared at eachother. He didn't talk. She didn't talk. It stayed that way as he turned, she never stopped watching him as he walked away with the same pace, the same attitude he had just moments before, as if nothing had happened. Maybe nothing did happen, at least nothing significant, at least that's what she thought. It was...pointless. "What the Hell was that, Aria?!" Her deep violet eyes snapped up to see her sister, Miss Cheesepuff Hair standing there. She didn't want to pay attention to the smoldering anger layered in her light orange features. "Who was that?" The worst asked, more to herself than anything else while she chewed on her nail, her eyes looking dopey, as usual. "Uhh, well, I can see you've already met Grimlock." Bacon Hair chuckled nervously off to the side. The idea that he had an actual alias almost seemed wrong to her but at least she had something to go off of. Whatever, he was still the worst. "Clearly." Adagio seethed between clenched teeth, glaring at her as she folded her arms. Oh, goodie. "Well, I haven't." Sonata squeaked in her stupid, annoying voice. "How d'you know 'im, Aria?" She just looked away, pushing her crossed arms up her chest and slouching her neck down, gritting her teeth slightly at nothing particularly. "I don't wanna talk 'bout it." "And I hope we never have to." Hippy McswayingHips whispered cautiously. 'Warned' was a better way to describe it. Aria stifled a scoff as she hid her fury with her with a bright fake beam, turning back to the girl that was showing them around. "I'm sorry about my friend here. Please, I'm dying to know where we can grab some grub." When Bacon Hair wasn't looking, Adagio promptly smacked Aria between her pigtails with a swift crack. It hurt. Whatever. Aria's arms tightened around her body, her scowl never leaving her features as she walked, mindlessly following her sisters wherever they went throughout the school. So...Grimlock, huh? At the sound of his name echoing within her brain, only one thing came to mind, a question. ...what was up with her chest?