//------------------------------// // GTFO PART 1 // Story: Craptastic Friendship Series: Freshman Year // by RainbowJack2000 //------------------------------// "So, girls," Rarity said, holding up a black outfit in her hands, "What do you think?" The girls stared in awe as they saw the article of clothing Rarity held in her hands. The material of the fabric was a black leather, which was also skin tight. On the outfit, however, was a diamond studded belt with Rarity's name on it. When Rarity turned to the back, it read "Operation GTFO." Pinkie Pie was amazed with the wardrobe. "Wow, Rarity! You made this all by yourself?!" Pinkie Pie asked, excited. "I sure did." Rarity replied proudly. "Do you like it, darling?" "Like it?! I LOVE IT!!!" Pinkie exclaimed, hugging Rarity. Fluttershy, on the other hand, was not as happy as she examined the uniform. "Um...Rarity? Don't you think it's a little too...tight?" "Too tight?" Rarity asked, looking over her creation. "I have to admit it, it does look tight. But never fear, darling, no one will see us in these outfits, unless we are on our mission." Rainbow looked at the belt and scowled. "Why does the belt have YOUR name on it?" Rarity sighed and rolled her eyes. "Because, honey, this is my outfit! Your outfits are in the closet, right there." Rarity pointed to the closet next to her. The other four went into the closet and took out their own outfits. They all oohed and aahed at how beautiful the outfits were. Pinkie gasped when she saw instead of having a diamond studded belt, hers was decorated with balloons instead. Fluttershy saw hers had butterflies, Applejack's with apples, and Rainbow Dash with multicolored lightning bolts. After staring at them, the girls all tried them on and saw how perfect they were. "Okay guys," Pinkie said, taking a few things out of her bag. "Here are your walkie-talkies. We need to be in contact with each other at all times. No goofing off with them or whatever...especially you, Rainbow!" Rainbow was taken back. "Me?! What about YOU?! As far as we all know, you're the biggest goofball out there!" "SHHH!" Pinkie said, putting her finger on Rainbow's lips. "This is serious business, Dashie. No talking when the boss is talking, oki-doki?" Rainbow just swatted Pinkie's finger away, and crossed her arms, mumbling some things under her breath. "Do you have...it, Applejack?" Pinkie asked. "Eeyup!" Applejack said, taking out a tracking device from her bag, giving it to Pinkie. "But, are you sure that it's right to do this, Pinkie? I mean, I really don't think that Twilight wants us to meddle in her personal life. I'm sure that she has her rea-." "SHHH! Stop talking! And of course it's right! We need to be Twilight's new BFFs, whether she likes it or not!" "Pinkie, dear, what is that thing?" Rarity asked, eyeing the device in Pinkie's hand. "This is a tracking device. At this very second, this thing is tracking Twilight's phone. We need to follow her when we have a chance, to try to get her to become our friends." Pinkie looked at the device. There was a blinking green dot that stood in one place, bringing up the address. "I think Twilight's at home right now. Dashie, do you recognize this address?" Rainbow looked at the device and nodded. Pinkie smiled evilly. "Perfect." Twilight was scratching behind Spike's ear, as he laid next to her on her bed. Twilight was quietly rereading "The Catcher in the Rye," when her mom knocks on the door. "Come in!" Twilight said. Velvet walks in, carrying a tray with cookies and milk, and leaving them on Twilight's bedside table. She stands there for a moment, looking at the oblivious Twilight reading her book. Velvet sighs and sits on Twilight's bed, closing her book. Twilight gasps and looks at her mom in a surprised way. "What was that for?!" Twilight exclaimed. "You know, you never told me how the shopping went with your friends." Velvet said, tilting her head a bit. "They're not my friends, Mom. And the shopping went fine, thanks for asking. Goodbye, nice chat." Twilight said, opening her book again. Her mom closed it AGAIN, however. "Twilight, that is very rude. You mean to tell me that these girls took you shopping, and yet you still don't consider them your friends?" "How can I consider them 'friends' if I don't even know anything about them? And besides, it was a one time thing, it won't ever happen again. I'm happy being the loner that I am, I don't need anyone to be my friend." "Twilight Marilyn Sparkle!" Her mom yelled, furious. Twilight gulped, knowing that using the middle name was not a good thing. "I can't believe how childish and selfish you are being. Shining Armor would NEVER give this kind of attitude towards anyone!" "Well, I'm not Shining Armor! And you cannot force me to be friends with people I don't want to be friends with!" Just then, before her mom could argue any further, the doorbell rang. Velvet glared at her daughter and walked out the room and down the stairs. Twilight went back into her room, when her mom knocked on the door, despite it being open. "Oh, Twilight, someone's here to see you." Her mom said, in a somewhat happy way. "Who could possibly be here to see...me?" Twilight said, looking at the grinning smile in front of her. It was Rarity, with a makeup bag in her hand and some frilly outfits in the other. Twilight was staring at the girl, her mouth agape. "Twilight, dear, I decided that as friends, we should do a make-over!" Rarity said, sing-songy. "Oh, hell no." Twilight said.