“Yes!” Sunset said as she stretched her arms again. “Another great night's sleep!” She turned her head and looked her nearby desk. On it, was a small bottle. “And it's all thanks to the pear cider. Love that stuff!” Sunset quickly got up and took another sip of the drink. 'This is so good! Just got to remember to not tell Applejack about this...or bring it to school where she can see it...'
Sunset yawned as she did her morning routine and shuffled into the kitchen. 'Hmm...I wonder what Celestia and Luna are up to? I bet one of them is in the kitchen.' Sunset peeked her head into the room only to find no one there. 'Huh. Guess I'm first today. Good, means I can get myself plenty of coffee.'
After pouring a cup, Sunset slowly sat down let out a deep breath. 'Ahh...what a nice morning. No crazy stuff...just a nice calm morning.' After a small sip, Celestia walked in. “Oh! Good morning Celestia.”
“Morning Sunset.” Celestia responded as she proceeded to get some coffee as well. “Nice to see you up and about.”
“Yeah. Say, where's Luna?”
“Luna? Oh, she's uh...already headed to the school.”
“Really? Wow. Didn't realize she left that early...”
“She doesn't. But...” a large sigh exited Celestia's breath. “She apparently had to leave early to buy some coffee for...her coffee supply at school.”
“Really?!” Sunset's eyebrow arched in slight confusion. “How much coffee does she need?!”
“She's an addict Sunset. I've been trying to find a way to make her join some kind of CA program to help her with it. Cadance has been trying to help with it too but...”
“CA?”
“Coffeeholics Anonymous.”
“Something like that exists?”
“I'm honestly not sure but according to Cadance, she thinks she's found something similar. Then again, if it doesn't exist, I'm very tempted to make it myself. She needs to stop with the coffee.”
“No kidding.” Sunset said with another sip, 'Though I will say it would make mornings less unusual...why am I thinking that would be a bad thing?'
A little bit later, Sunset found herself at school once again. She went through her classes like normal and quickly found herself at lunch. After a small chat with her friends, mainly a long rant from Rarity on how she was going to make everyone Halloween costumes only for Applejack to tell her that she was literally an entire month too early. Sunset then made a reminder to herself to find out just what Halloween was later. Before she knew it, she found herself going back to the Music Club.
Meanwhile...
“Trixie can't believe that happened.” Trixie said to herself as stomped down the hallways. Screwball walked behind her with a huge grin on her face. That and her tongue still sticking out.
“Hey Trixie.”
“Now Trixie has no ideas on how to catch Sunset in the act.”
“Hey Trixie.”
“And Trixie doesn’t want to be replaced in the Music Club...what is Trixie going to do?”
“Hey Trixie.”
Trixie turned around with a scowl. “WHAT?! Stop saying 'Hey Trixie' over and over! It's annoying!”
“Hey Trixie.”
“Shut up and tell Trixie what you want prankster!”
“But if I shut up then I can't tell you what I want.”
“Just tell-” Trixie facepalmed as she stopped herself. “Nevermind. Ugh...why does Trixie have to work with you?” she groaned as Screwball just stood there, still grinning. “What do you want Screwball?”
“Well...I did do what you said with the recorder, so...”
“No. Trixie is not helping you with your prank.”
“What?! Why not?!”
“Because Trixie had to give the recorder back to Octavia who yelled at Trixie and then Vinyl yelled at Trixie. And can you guess what Trixie doesn't like happening to her?”
“Uh...you don't like not getting yelled at?”
“NO! Trixie hates getting yelled at! Trixie didn't do anything wrong except try to record a private conversation! So if you are wondering, Trixie's plan failed and Trixie is not gonna help you with your prank!”
“Okay. Guess I'll have to prank you instead.”
“Wha-”
SPLAT!
A pie flew into Trixie's face, its cream oozing all over her skin. Screwball doubled over, laughing up a storm. “Ahahahahahaha! Got you! Guess the classics are still great!” After her laughing storm, Screwball beat a hasty retreat as Trixie began wiping the pie off her face.
“SCREWBALL!!! YOU LITTLE-”
Several choice swear words later...
“Trixie can not believe that prankster threw that pie at me. She just had to throw a cream pie at Trixie...Trixie hates cream pie...” Trixie groaned as she stomped down the hallway. As she got closer to the clubroom, her eyes slightly widened as she saw a certain person waiting outside the clubroom. “Bon-Bon...”
“Hello Trixie.” Bon-Bon said, a twinge of annoyance in her voice.
“Uh...what do you want with Trixie? Were you waiting for Trixie?”
“Yes. I am.” Bon-Bon then pointed her finger to the other side of the hall. “Go over there, I'll be with you in a minute.”
“Why should Trixie go over there?”
“Because if you don't, I'll ask Lyra to kick you out of the Music Club.”
“WHAT?! WHY?!”
“Because-” Bon-Bon gritted her teeth as she continued to point. “You are in big trouble, and I'm not talking about Vinyl and Octavia. Well...technically they are involved but they definitely aren't in any trouble unlike you.”
“But-”
“Go. Over. There.”
After a sigh, Trixie replied. “Fine. Trixie will go over there.”
A few minutes later, Bon-Bon joined Trixie with what could only be described as a death stare. “Okay Trixie...you do know what I'm about to tell you, right?”
“That Trixie can't be part of the club anymore?”
“No.” she groaned with a facepalm. “I'm going to talk to you about trying to record Sunset and Lyra talking.”
Trixie jumped back and yelped. “How did-Trixie never told Octavia or Vinyl why Trixie used the recorder!”
“I know. You told them that you just used up the recorder 'accidentally'. Am I right?” Bon-Bon said as she gritted her teeth. “Unfortunately for you, you yell everything that you're about to do Trixie. I will admit that you didn't yell out what you were going to do with the recorder but...”
“You knew Trixie's intentions...” Trixie gulped. “But-but-but Trixie doesn't yell that much!”
“Told ya so!” said a voice. Trixie and Bon-Bon quickly turned and saw the voice's owner, who was shining a huge grin with her tongue sticking out.
“Screwball!” exclaimed Trixie as she pointed at the prankster. “Trixie is gonna-”
SPLAT!
Another pie found its target in Trixie's face. Her face began to become beet red as anger began to set in. As she wiped the pie off, Screwball was on the floor, laughing her head off. Bon-Bon had her hand over her mouth, trying to not laugh. As Trixie began to open her mouth, Screwball quickly got up and raced down the hallway.
“SCREWBALL! TRIXIE IS GONNA KILL YOU, YOU DAUGHTER OF A-”
More choice swear words later...
“So...got that out of your system?!” Bon-Bon said, her arms crossed in anger.
“Yes...*huff* yes...Trixie thinks...” Trixie bent over and coughed several times. “Trixie feels like she's done now.”
“Good. Now then, let's get back to what we were talking about before Screwball so rudely interrupted us.”
“Okay.” Trixie replied while still rubbing her face, trying to get the pie off. “What were we talking about?”
“We were...ugh, go get cleaned up Trixie. Then come back here and we can talk about your position in the Music Club, alright?”
“Okay...where's the closest bathroom? Trixie has something in one of her eyes.”
“Over there.” Bon-Bon grabbed and turned Trixie around. Soon, Trixie found her way to the bathroom. As for Bon-Bon, she returned to the clubroom where she asked Sunset to follow her. The two soon found themselves waiting for Trixie. “Sorry about this Sunset.”
“It's fine Bon-Bon. I hadn't started practicing the guitar yet. What's up?”
“It's just...” Bon-Bon groaned as she rubbed her eyes. “First off, I want to say I'm sorry again.”
“Bon-Bon...” Sunset moaned with a facepalm. “We went over this, it's cool. Just...just don't tell anyone. That and keep Lyra's mouth shut.”
“I know. Trust me...I know.” Bon-Bon replied, wanting to rant about Lyra. However, she eyes stopped her as she saw Trixie walk towards them. “We can talk about Lyra later Sunset, our guest of honor has arrived.”
“Trixie?” yelped Sunset as she watched a slightly dripping wet Trixie approach them. “Wait...what's going on Bon-Bon?”
“Let's just say Trixie has a lot to tell you Sunset.” Bon-Bon replied as she crossed her arms. “Isn't that right Trixie?”
“Ugh...” moaned Trixie as she stopped and patted down her clothes. “Trixie knows Bon-Bon. Trixie is here and...grrr...Trixie can't believe that happened again.”
“What do you mean happened again?”
“You don't want to know.”
A few minutes ago...
“Trixie can not believe this is happening to her.” Trixie said to herself as she turned on the bathroom sink. There, she wet her hands and began rubbing her face. “Blasted Screwball. Blasted Bon-Bon. Can't believe all this garbage is happening to the Great and the Powerful Trixie.”
“Hi Trixie.”
Trixie's ears picked up the voice but she didn't turn her head to see who it was. “Trixie doesn't have time for whatever you want. Trixie is almost done with the sink so wait your turn.”
“Hi Trixie.”
“Stop saying 'hi' to Trixie.” Trixie replied as she grabbed a paper towel and dried her face. “Ahh...much better.”
“Hi Trixie.”
“Trixie told you to-” Trixie turned and froze for a second, seeing the voice's owner. “SCREWBALL! TRIXIE'S GONNA-”
SPLAT!
“Ahahahahahaha!” laughed Screwball as she doubled over in a giggle storm again. “Got ya a third time!” However, her laughter was short lived as she saw the expression Trixie was now wearing. That and she was now convinced that fire was about to blast out of Trixie's mouth and steam pouring out of her nostrils and ears. “Bye!”
“GET BACK HERE YOU-”
The Present...
“Let me guess. Screwball?”
“Screwball.” Trixie groaned, her left eye twitching in anger.
“Right. Back to business...” Bon-Bon clapped her hands and turned to Sunset. “Here's the deal, Trixie here has been trying to record a conversation between you and Lyra.”
“What?!” exclaimed Sunset.
“Bon-Bon! Don't just straight up say that!”
“Don't yell at me Trixie! You're the one that did this to yourself.”
“Grrr...how dare you accuse Trixie of-” Bon-Bon flashed her palm, causing Trixie to shut up. Sunset just shook her head back and forth, trying to understand what was going on.
“Listen Trixie. First off, you're gonna start by apologizing to Sunset.”
“Trixie is not-”
“If you don't, I will report you to Principal Celestia and you will be kicked out of the Music Club.” Bon-Bon leaned towards Trixie, her brows pointing down in anger. “Do I make myself clear?”
Trixie wanted to blow her top, but she held herself back. “Trixie will...Trixie...grrr...fine!” Trixie's head made a sharp turn as she began staring at Sunset. Sunset just stood there with a slight dumbfounded look. “Trixie...Trixie apologizes for trying to record you and Lyra.”
“Why were you trying to record us?”
“Well...uh...” Trixie began to twiddle her thumbs. “Trixie was...er...”
Bon-Bon let out a sigh. “Let me guess, you think that the Music Club is going to have Sunset replace you at the Halloween party, am I right?”
“Trixie doesn't think...yes.” Trixie replied, her head in a full droop. “Trixie is sorry.”
“Good. Now say it like you mean it.”
“Trixie does mean it! Trixie is sorry! Okay?!” Trixie's head drooped even more as she began to mutter, “Trixie messed up and she's sorry...”
“That's better.” Bon-Bon deadpanned. “Now-”
Sunset quickly gestured her to stop. She then turned and grabbed Trixie's shoulders. “Trixie.”
“Yes?”
“Look...I don't know why you did this, I'm not replacing you in the Music Club. I haven't even joined.” Sunset said in a calm tone.
“Trixie...Trixie is sorry. Trixie just doesn't want someone else to steal her thunder.”
“Why do you think I would do that?”
“Trixie...doesn't know.” A large sigh escaped her breath. “Trixie has problems holding grudges and...”
“You held one against me after the detention junk, right? Well...I'm sorry that happened.”
Trixie shook her head. “No! No...it wasn't your fault! It was all Trixie's fault...Trixie just wanted to know why you suddenly became friends with Lyra and Bon-Bon so quickly. You literally just started coming...”
Sunset glanced at Bon-Bon, the two sharing faces of slight surprise. Sunset turned back to Trixie. “Trixie...tell you what, how about we start over?”
“Start over?”
“Yeah.” Sunset looked back at Bon-Bon. “She's not getting kicked out of the club, right?”
“Well...”
“Bon-Bon.” Sunset glared at her, “You're also responsible for this mess, remember?”
“What?! How am I-”
“You're the one that dragged me into that room, remember? You also told Lyra.”
“Oh yeah...” Bon-Bon's head ducked as a small frown appeared. “Right...sorry.”
Trixie just stared in amazement as Sunset stared Bon-Bon down so easily. She then turned back to Trixie. “You're not leaving the club, right?”
“Yes.” Trixie nodded.
“Good. I have an idea...if I join the club Trixie, will you teach me the guitar?”
“What?!” the other two exclaimed.
“I'm serious. They told me you're the lead guitar player, right?”
“Yes. Trixie is.” Trixie stuttered with a gulp.
“Good. Then teach me. Will you do that?”
“Um...er...uh...okay.” she meeped. “Trixie wouldn't mind having a student of music...”
“Great!” Sunset said as she patted Trixie's shoulders. “Thanks!”
Both Trixie and Bon-Bon's faces showed nothing more than dumbfounded looks. Sunset had so easily calmed the whole situation. After a small chat, the three returned to the clubroom. Unfortunately, Screwball was waiting with a fourth pie which once again found its mark onto Trixie's face. And Vinyl recorded the incident with her phone. What happened afterward (Especially the choice words spoken) was a story for another day.
It wasn't long till the school day was over. Sunset found four new phone numbers on her phone as she sat in Celestia's car. The numbers were Lyra, Bon-Bon, Trixie and Vinyl. (Lyra had Vinyl give Sunset the number due to her being the one that runs all the club's equipment.) As Sunset finally got home, she told Celestia and Luna about her day and finally joining the club. The two replied with happy faces filled with joy.
Soon, Sunset finished her day and found herself writing in a certain book.
Dear Twilight,
I've had quite a day but overall, it turned out really well. I never knew solving others' problems could be so fulfilling.
After a few seconds, a response appeared.
Really? Well if that's the case, could you help me with the homework Princess Celestia's given me? I've been working on it all day and I'm pooped.
Sunset chuckled at the entry and quickly wrote back.
Sorry to say Twilight, but I'm pretty sure I wouldn't know the answer. I don't remember anything from your world, remember?
I know. I'm just tired. Sorry Sunset, I'm not trying to be rude or anything but I'm gonna have to call it a night.
Sunset let out a yawn as she wrote her last message.
Good night Twilight.