Can two dimensions meet at a sports fixture?

by multifandomsftw


Prologue- a spark of light in the lab

-the last of 'shine like rainbows' can be heard tinkling in the background-

The seismometer's alarm sounds as the result was printed on a piece of paper, and a hand grabs the jagged paper. The red ink, freshly printed yet crisp on this paper shows a jagged rhythm of strange, almost unnatural energy. The owner of this information seems very troubled as they storm to a noticeboard and stab the fragile peace of paper with a pin and punches it to the wall. The noise it makes as their fist make contact with the cork board awakens the person's cockapoo puppy, who gives an almost incoherent 'woof'.

" Urgh! This is the SIXTH day of unnatural energy that's been emitted from that damn school! Why is this not elementary?! If this was A nuclear spill, I could work out the elements it contains instantly! But this phenomenon is doing nothing but annoy me to sleep!"

As they stand back from the wall, the crooked light hanging from above shines on her. This girl, around 1 metre 65, has amethysts for eyes, protected in their framed protective glass cases. Her midnight hair with violet and fuchsia streaks, is messily pulled back into a side bun, while little strands of hair have escaped the hair tie and frame her face like pulled back curtains in a ballet performance. Her pale skin sits on her face like fondant icing on a cake. Literally, the only sign of work show under her eyelids, which over time, hung under her eyes sleepily and are almost indigo. Also, her face shows age and malnutrition and sadness.
On her body, she wears a white lab coat, a pastel blue turtle necked top, black ( or is it purple?) leggings, and dark leatherbacked Converse for her feet. This girl never goes out, so fashion is a definite afterthought. Although the coat tries to hide her physique, nothing can hide the fact that she is sickly thin.

" there's no doubt about it, Spike," she sighs, " there's definitely something strange going on at that school."

As she saunters off, the light shines on the board that she was facing. There are multiple hypotheses scribbled on, equations redrawn with a frustrated and angry hand, ropes of string stating chronological events in a fruitless attempt to find an answer. And rainbows. Pictures of ordinary rainbows against the rainbows that a shaky hand took. A peachy orange here and there. A lemon custard yellow in some places. A pale blue dashing to and fro against the string. Violet lilac with imprinted question marks splattered. A cold white somewhere. And a scarce amount of pale ruby red.

" and strangely enough, I can't deduce it as 'natural'. I don't recall a giant celestial horse being a phenomae. Or chutes of rainbows," she looks at Spike, who is waiting for her to continue her monologue," and El Niño happens once every 7 years. It can't be natural."

Spike gives her a sideways glance, as if he's trying to say something.

"And no Spike. It's not the supernatural. That doesn't exist. And most certainly, most positivly, this isn't magic." She finishes her rant, and flops down on a chair, which gives a loud squeak.

Just then, the door opened and a beam of light flooded the room. Standing at the top of the stairs is a beautiful middle aged woman, who looks exactly like the girl in the basement, had it not been for the different hair colour and brighter skin.

"Twilight, dear?" She calls," it's time for dinner."


At dinner, Twilight's mother seems extremely excited, while serving bowlfuls of salad to herself and her daughter. Twilight's mother, Twilight Velvet, also has a son, but he's off to war in the east. Her husband works until midnight. Her daughter in law, married to her son, is a headmaster at a boarding school called Crystal City prep., after the old headteacher was discovered to treat all his students like 'crystal slaves'. She loves her daughter to bits, but it's a lot harder when she doesn't show affection to her, or anyone. It's pretty easy to feel sorry for a mother who has gone through hard times, and not be shown affection.

" Sorry dear for not telling you earlier, but I've got really good news for you, and I hope you like it," She says, in an overly excited tone.

"What, mum?" Twilight asks, in a deadpan tone.

" you're going to a boarding school!" Twilight velvet almost squeals in excitement.

'A boarding school?! Is she off her rocker?!' Twilight thinks.

"Why.. Didn't you tell me?" She asks carefully. She knows better than to make her mother cry or upset her.

" Oh. You were too busy in your lab to talk to me," her mother face droops, but she continues," but anyway, you're going to Crystal City prep."

" But mum, you know me! I'm a sociopath! No one will like me! Their labs are bound to be shi-"

"Twilight! Language!" Velvet cuts in, frowning.

"-bad. Please mum! I'm going to be treated like trash!" Twilight's eyes are almost in tears, her voice more pleading with each syllable.

Velvet chokes back tears herself, as she hates to see her daughter in tears.

" but at least you'll get to see Cadie. She's headmistress."

Twilight turns towards her.

"As in Cadence? As in my most favourite sister in the whole world?!" Her eyes brighten, and there's a hint of a smile on her face, which she quickly smothers at the sight of her mother's kind eyes, but she still sighs in an annoyed way," but still, even with Cadence, I still don't want to go to a school. There will be girls who discriminate people for being smart-"

" Twilight, that's called bullying, and I'm pretty sure that's not allowed in schools," Velvet points out.

"I'm going to get pushed around by the popular girls and have my glasses crushed on the second day-"

" That's ridiculous, Twilight. Sure, Cadence is kind, borderline naïve, but she would never let anyone hurt each other. There is a reason why she became headmistress. And besides, these are 16 year old girls. I think it's beneath them to perform something so juvenile," her mother's voice has a note of joke in it as she silently laughs.

" And the worst thing is...I'm gonna have to..." Twilight pauses for dramatic effect, much to the confusion of her mother, " share with other girls!" Her eyes narrow in fear as she looks up to the window.

Much to the surprise of our dramatic geek, her mother let's out a hysterical laugh and smiles at her frowning daughter, " What?! You're being overly dramatic and pretty paranoid as well. You haven't been to a school before and I do understand that it can be quite traumatic, but I assure you, going to school will be the best thing about your life!" She stands up to hug her daughter, but twilight gently, yet urgently pushes her aside. She doesn't let anyone hug her. Velvet senses this and primly sits back down.

" Do you really think so?" Twilight looks at her mother, slightly ashamed, but still confused.

"Sure thing, Twilight," velvet squeezes her hand.


ONE MONTH LATER...
As twilight looks in the mirror, there's a look of worry on her face. On her body, she wears a mauve, light blue and teal blazer, underneath, she wears a blue shirt, with a dark teal tie. She wears the same material as her blazer on her skirt, but in tartan. She has dark teal knee length socks, and black shoes.

'What if they hate me? It'll be because I'm too smart! All that bitching behind me...' Her thoughts attack her.

Come on, go for Cadie!

Shut up, for hell's sake!

" Twilight? Shall we go?" Velvet's voice calls.

As they arrive at the train station, they both see the train, already carrying a large number of students living in Canterlot, to take them to the school. As she sees the train carriage with the words 'YEAR 12 BOARD HERE!', she looks back at her mother, and squeezes her hand, whispering,

"I'm... Going to miss you."


On the train, Twilight finds an empty compartment and sits there for about half an hour, reading up about light energy, until she gets mobbed by a pack of girls. As she looks up, she sees a freckly face.

" Hey girls look! A noob!" The freckled girl shouts. She is pretty muscular, and very slender. Her skin is a very light tan, almost orange, and her eyes are bright violet, done up with perfect mascara and teal eyeshadow. Her hair is dull pink, with turquoise and silver streaks, let loose down to her hips. She has a light blue shirt, with a mauve waistcoat, and a ruffled version of the tartan skirt which Twilight is wearing.

"Erm, Hi?" Twilight timidly asks.

" Oh, hi noob!" She brightly smiles, " I'm Sour Sweet, and these are my friends, Indigo Zap, Sugarcoat , Sunny Flare and Lemon Zest".

Twilight stares at them all. Indigo Zap has light skin and pushed back indigo hair, zapped by a lightning shot of red and blue, down to her elbows. Her amber eyes show a look of hardness, and are done up with careful mascara and pale indigo eyeshadow. She has a mauve coloured shirt, with blue coloured buttons and a pale indigo tie, and an oh- so short skirt ( or was it a skort?) which was the same tartan pattern.
Sugarcoat is of a very strong build with strong arms and has tan skin, dreamy blue eyes, done up with navy mascara and light blue eyeshadow, and cold white hair, with blue streaks, pulled back into two bunches, held by purple ribbons. She wears a black blazer, with her initials stitched on the lapel. She has a black shirt underneath and a layered skirt of the same tartan material.
Sunny Flare is a light teal curvy girl, but built like a rock, reminding Twilight of Marylin Monroe. Her violet hair is cut short, and layered, with Light red highlights protruding. She has a purple shirt, unbuttoned, but underneath, she has a light blue tshirt. She also wears a tartan kilt. Her eyes are kind, but there was a certain glint Twilight saw, a glint of anger.
Lemon Zest scared her the most. She was of a deep tan, with streaked lemon and lime hair, with her bangs pulled back. Her hazelnut eyes give her a measuring look, and she looks sassy and angry. She has a mauve waistcoat, unbuttoned, and she has an blue dress, with accents of the tartan pattern showing on the skirt.

Lemon Zest gives her a 'what you lookin' at' look, and stares snootily at her friends, who mistake her sass for confirmation of this friendship and looks back at Twilight, eyebrow raised.

" Look, noob," she drawls, " Me and my girls don't have time for geeky nerds like you. This is OUR compartment, so, like, go away before I run you and your pathetic glasses over with my roller skates."

Twilight is legitimately afraid and packs up her bags and is about to run off, probably to the end of the train, when Sour Sweet slaps (that's right) Lemon Zest and shouts:

"ZESTY, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!" Her eyes are dangerously narrowed and her jaw is tight, "Are you on your period or something?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Sour Sweet takes a look at her friends and composes herself.

" What Zesty was trying to say, was that you are welcomed to our presence and we hope that you enjoy yourself at Crystal City prep. and aren't intimidated by anyone," she looks dangerously at Lemon Zest, having said this line, " and we actually came here to ask you if you want to be our friend."

" of course, we understand if you decline." Sunny Flare whispers, downcast, her eyes to the floor.

Twilight stares at them, both amazed and overwhelmed. They... They actually wanted to be her friends. She... She was asked to be friends in a group. In all her 16 years of existence, finally there was a group of girls that wanted to befriend her.

"I'd love to be your friends! I mean, if you want me to." Twilight's eyes sparkle.

Sugar Coat glares at Lemon Zest, then at Sour Sweet, who nods, and says,

"Of course you geek! We won't see you without a friend, especially me!" She squeals and bounces around. Suddenly, from Twilight's bags, a series of whimpers and almost incoherent 'woofs' emerge.

"Spike?" Twilight doesn't recall taking spike with her," what in the whole of the U.S. are you doing here?"

Spike himself emerges from the bag, which was stuffed hastily with the light energy book, and jumps onto Twilight's leg.

" Jesus Gumdrops! That is probably the cutest puppy I've ever seen!" Sour Sweet cries and rushes to squish the poor puppy in her grip ( I mean hug).

Even Indigo Zap's hard stare melts at the sight of the little puppy.

" what a cutie!" Her almost deadpan tone has a note of delight in it.

Everyone stares at her for this sudden outburst and start to giggle, even Lemon Zest, who cracks a smile.


As the train arrives, the giggly six, plus the happy puppy, step outside and Twilight is treated to her first glimpse of the school she was to board in. Crystal City Prep. boasts a magnificent building, made of some red brick, but mostly of glass, some of which jagged to give the look of a palace. The glass, overall, shines in such a way, it almost looks like the glass gives off a pearly teal colour, like a crystal. The grounds smell sweet of late spring and early summer, and look like freshly cut emeralds, shimmering and shining brilliantly like a smile. The lakes and ponds all look like melted jade, and the birds flying around are bright with song and colour.

"It's... It's so beautiful!" Twilight mutters, her eyes sparkling.

" eh, it's nothing," Indigo Zap mutters, eyebrows raised.

Twilight ignores this comment and, in a trance, wanders into the field, not noticing the weird looks on everybody's face, until Sour Sweet suddenly exclaims,

" Toffee nuts! We better get you to the Headmistress' office before dinner!"

With this comment, Twilight switches back into reality and noticing the crowd of weird faced kids looking at her, blushes a deep red colour, and meekly trots off with her group to the headmistress' office.


"Come in," a silvery voice calls the gaggle of girls.

As the giggly six barge in, Twilight is met with the sight of her beloved sister in law. Mi Amore Cadenza, a beautiful Aphrodite of Italian origins, has delicate tanned skin, with a pearly sheen, giving her a crystalline look, almost. Her three toned hair of purple, ivory and fuchsia, is carefully tied behind her face, leaving her amethyst eyes of pure love and kindness shown to the entire world. She is wearing a light blue sleeveless summer dress, with a shirt collar, and wearing hazelnut coloured ankle boots.

"Twilight!" She cries, " Isn't it so good to see you again?!"

Twilight jumps and embraces her warmly, while the rest of the girls look, dumbfounded and confused.

"Wait? So you know her?" Sour Sweet raises a questionable eyebrow, tilting her head to the side, ever so slightly.

"Why, of course, my dear," Cadence answers, smiling, "Why, she's my sister."

Now, all of the girls have their eyebrows raised in amazement and confusion, while a murmur of 'wow' and 'whet?' and 'you what?!' Can be heard.

"Oh, my girls," Cadence giggles, "why don't you close your gaping mouths and show our new student around. I see you girls have already bonded, so let's give her the Crystal City prep. greeting," Cadence stands up and pats Twilight on the shoulder, " can you come to my office tomorrow at the beginning of the second class?"

Twilight nods and waves a goodbye to Cadence, while the other five girls usher the girl out.


"So Twilight," Sugarcoat says, while walking down the crystal halls, " how do you like CCP?"

"It's so beautiful and so far, I think I'm going to enjoy my time here," twilight says, then with her brows furrowed, " what was the greeting Cadie was talking about?"

All the girls grin, while eavesdroppers also grinned, looking at the new girl.

Sour sweet drapes her arms around twilight.

"Well..."

Everybody's cool,
With you,
Oh, You're here with us,
Brought the sunshine in this community
Your friends are oh so glad now
And all your inhibitions
Have disappeared without a trace
We're glad
We found
Somebody who we can rely on.

welcome to
CCP
The only school known
For having lots of fun
At the speed of our bikes
And our weekly hikes
Maybe you can pick up a bow
Just to get bullseye

Everything is rad
And gold
Oh, Our winning streak
And we don't suppose It's coming down
We can see clearly now,
You're are so worthy
(Maybe a speed demon or assassin)
Or maybe just a sensation
in your eyes,
Oh, we know
That you are fit to be us.
welcome to
CCP
The only school known
For winnin' games
At the speed of our skates
And our top notch gra-ades
Maybe you can pick up a bow
Just to bring us honour.
You and us
You and us
You and us
.

By the second chorus, Twilight joins in. It's just a shame that she picked out 5 devilish girls as her friends...