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// Fighting 
// Story: Dazzling Red Bottoms 
// by Fullmetal224 
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Chapter One: Fighting

It had been two months since Sunset Shimmer and the Rainbooms defeated the Dazzlings, and Adagio was seething with rage. The three sirens sat alone in the Apple family’s barn, it being a quiet place to think and scheme up ways to get their power back without the use of their amulets. When the pendants broke, the sirens lost their ability to sing, thus losing their Equestrian magic. Since then the three had been scouring the town for food and shelter, and without the pendants they had to stoop to relying on human food. It wasn’t as satisfying as the negative energy given from the weak-minded and easily manipulated humans, but it was now their only choice of survival. During their nightly romps, they bumped into Granny Smith and Big Macintosh, the latter recognizing the three girls who tried to brainwash the school just as Sunset Shimmer had before them. 

Granny Smith however, being kind and very much oblivious either due to short term memory loss that came with old age or some related reason, invited the girls to live with them. Aria had been the most skeptical, wanting to outright refuse due to a sense of pride and not wanting to be settled with the senile old lady, while Sonata wanted to take Granny up on the offer without a second thought, since the benefits would outweigh the cost. Giving some careful consideration, Adagio agreed to go with Granny and Big Mac. Being with these people might be tiresome, but at least they were guaranteed a roof over their heads and food. 

Unfortunately ever since the move-in things had been rocky, as Aria constantly complained about being restrained by this “family” business and how the Dazzlings were doing just fine on their own, while Sonata argued that being with the Apples meant being fed. More often than not these arguments would end up with an all-out brawl and one or both of the girls would sport marks as a result of the fights. Granted afterwards Granny Smith would tend to the duo’s wounds while scolding them on fighting, often threatening to “whoop” them if they kept fighting-whatever “whoop” means-and Granny’s grand-children Applejack and Big Mac would give all three of them dirty looks. 

But this time things seemed a lot different. It was during summer break for Canterlot High students, and the Dazzlings were in the barn as usual, Adagio sitting on a bale of hay while Sonata leaned on a wall and Aria paced the dirt floor, again rambling they should leave and find out how to get their magic back.

“I’m telling you, Adagio, we should leave this stupid farm and focus on getting our magic back! I am going to go absolutely crazy without a decent meal!”

As usual, Sonata burst in the conversation before Adagio could do so much as open her mouth. “Well I think we should stay! We are getting fed just fine here and Granny is so nice to us!”

“You really think I care how nice that old hag is being!? We were doing just fine without her and her dim-witted family!”

“Granny’s not a dimwit, she’s just old!”

“Oh yeah, that’s right. I forgot YOU’RE the only dimwit around here!”

“Nu-uh! You are!”

That was the straw that broke the pony’s back for Aria. Without warning she threw the first punch at Sonata, hitting her in the stomach and enjoying the impressive “OOMPH!” from the blue-skinned female. It didn’t take long for Sonata to recover though and kick Aria in the chest, sending the pink siren flying a few feet away from her. Adagio sighed, both from general irritation and trying to stop herself from getting involved in the fray. Soon both girls were once again covered in bruises, Sonata slightly more than Aria. 

Adagio groaned as she finally spoke up. “Are you two done now?”

Aria looked livid for a moment, as if the line was supposed to be a taunt, but simply looked away and nodded. Sonata nodded as well, looking at the bruises on her arms and wondering how many she had on her face, hoping she didn’t have a black eye like Aria did. 

The three headed back to the main house so Granny could bandage two of them yet again, and on the way they saw Applejack walking passed, stone-faced and carrying a bucket of water in each hand. Applejack stopped a moment after passing the Dazzlings and warned them, “Granny’s a bit miffed right now; says the kids at the local summer camp gave her a hard time cause a big fight broke out. Be careful.” 

None of them acknowledged the warning, or the person for that matter as they continued to the house, opening the door and seeing Granny Smith at the stove, likely preparing the dinner for the night. The whole house smelled of spaghetti sauce, which Adagio assumed was what they were having. Granny had a sour expression on her face, not quite rage but obviously not wanting to hear more bad news. 

She turned to the three as they walked in, and they all noticed her eyes narrow as she gazed upon the bruises two of them sported once more.

“I swear, you three must be havin’ some kinda tournament in that barn! That’s the third time this month you have come in with them bruises! I’m running out of bandages cause of you two!” She paused her cooking, turning it over to Big Mac as she led the three to their room. Adagio noticed Granny had taken a wooden spoon as they exited the kitchen area, but thought nothing of it as they were made to wait for Granny to come back in with the first-aid kit. 

After the bruises were properly taken care of, Adagio noticed Granny looked angrier than usual at the other two, still gripping the wooden spoon in her hand as she scolded them again.

“I done warned ya many times not to be fightin’! I dunno what y’all be fightin’ about, but ya’ll shouldn’t be hittin’ on each other like that!”

Aria didn’t look sorry in the slightest, only very annoyed at the fact she was being lectured again. Sonata was the opposite; while she didn’t cry, she looked the epitome of a small child being scolded, with her doe eyes downcast and her hands in her lap. Then Granny said something that had all three of their heads perk up in surprise and horror.

“Well, I’m done tellin’ you over an’ over, so now I’m afraid Imma have to whoop ya’ll good!”

The three had no idea what “whoop” meant, but they could all make the assumption it had something to do with the now menacing-looking spoon she waved in front of them in scold. Even though she wasn’t in any known trouble, Adagio couldn’t help but feel a twinge of fear in the pit of her stomach, and her heart raced at the thought of what Granny planned to do with the spoon. 

Aria looked confused rather than scared, but one could see there was a slight uneasiness in her eyes, while Sonata visibly shivered at the threat; being whooped definitely did not sound good to any of them.

Granny’s eyes darted between Aria and Sonata, wondering who should be the one to go first. Finally making her decision after a moment or two, she pointed the spoon at Aria, ordering, “Aria, stand up and come on over here.” 

Aria would have defied anyone else who tried to order her around like that (except Adagio, maybe) but the way Granny said those words had her standing on shaky feet and walking over to the pudgy woman. Granny nodded once, seemingly in approval though no smile was to be found on her face, and she had Aria stay in that spot while she brought over the straight-backed chair from a desk in the corner of the room. 

Sitting down, Granny placed the spoon on the floor and immediately started to undo Aria’s starry belt, to which Aria yelped in surprised and blushed, instinctively trying to swat away Granny’s hands. 

“H-Hey, hey! What the heck do you-!?”

WHAP! “OW!”

No one had seen it since it was so fast, but Granny had apparently picked up the spoon from the floor and swatted the back of Aria’s hand with it, thankful that the bruises were all on her upper arms. Aria held her hand in surprise and pain, rubbing it and sniffling lightly. She was so distracted by her hand that she had not noticed till too late that Granny had pulled down her purple pants, revealing light blue panties with white stars. 

Before having a chance to react, Aria felt herself being pulled down by her wrist over Granny’s lap, the wind being knocked out of her temporarily when she landed. Aria squirmed lightly, to no avail as Granny already had a strong hold of her waist, holding her very still. 

Sonata and Adagio could only watch with surprise and intrigue as this played out, the former becoming more and more scared at what was to happen and the latter only being rendered speechless by these events. Granny wasted no time in bringing the spoon down on Aria’s pantied bottom, the siren letting out an undignified yelp of pain before more smacks sounded through the room. Aria groaned and yelped, trying to keep quiet during this, but at the tenth swat she started to lose all composure as the first tear fell, and by the fifteenth she was sobbing, her legs lifting up involuntarily to try and alleviate the growing pain in her backside. 

A total of twenty swats were delivered before Granny let the softly crying Aria up, leading her over to a corner of the room and placing her hands just above her head on the wall. Aria continued to try and calm her crying, resting her head in the back of her hands, her palms on the cool wall and her rear still exposed to the room and burning from the assault of the spoon. 

Sonata gulped as Granny came up to her, feeling like she was about to cry before the spanking even started. Adagio only looked on, knowing they deserved this but not being able to help this feeling of sympathy. Granny motioned for Sonata to come with her, and Sonata did, only hoping that if she obeyed Granny would go easier on her. 

Granny gently pulled Sonata over her lap, lifting up her pink skirt to reveal magenta panties with frilly pink edges, before picking the spoon back up and administering the same amount of swats Aria received. Since Sonata had no pride to hold onto to begin with, she almost immediately started bawling at the pain in her rear, not being able to stop herself from kicking more than Aria did since her legs weren’t restrained by any clothing. Granny kept spanking until the twentieth swat was well delivered, and led Sonata to a separate corner, placing her in the same position as Aria, only pinning her skirt to her top to expose her shame to the room. 

After fifteen tense minutes passed Granny called the two from their corners, letting them fix their clothing before coming to her. The two were still sniffling, their eyes wet and puffy, their faces streaked with dried tears. Granny immediately pulled both of them in for a hug, holding them tight as she whispered words of comfort to them. 

Adagio looked on, completely dumbfounded. The spanking looked to have hurt like hell, but Granny still showed comfort and love to them after the fact. Adagio guessed she would have to experience it for herself in order to fully understand the concept.

And there was just one way to do that…