Thursday Part 4/4: Bath Time (OLD)
By the end of the lesson Sweetie and Hermione hadn’t even made an attempt at the spell. They’d instead spent the forty odd minutes or so they had perfecting their wand movements and spell pronunciation to ensure that they would cast the spell correctly when the time came to do so. Professor McGonagall had been impressed not only with the progress they’d made, but also with the maturity they displayed in not rushing to casting the spell and possibly causing Wallace greater harm.
Professor McGonagall had then moved on to returning Wallace to normal. The dog though had seemingly not learnt his lesson and had promptly growled threateningly at her. In retaliation she had transfigured into her animagus form and scratched his nose before returning to her human form as Wallace yelped and launched himself into Sweetie’s arms.
“Ahem, excuse me. Sometimes my feline tendencies like to take control,” she said, embarrassed, before walking back to the head of the classroom to remind the class their essays on the beetles into buttons spell was due next Wednesday with no exceptions before proceeding to dismiss them all.
Meanwhile, Hermione was still stunned by Professor McGonagall’s reaction while Sweetie glowered reproachfully at Wallace.
“What a coward. All bark and no bite,” she said looking Wallace in the eyes.
Wallace in reply gave the gave the girl’s face a massive lick to say thank you.
“Ewww, dog slobber,” Sweetie grumbled as she lowered Wallace to the floor.
“Did she really just do that?” Hermione said, finally coming out of her stupor.
“Yes,” Sweetie responded lowering herself to the floor to inspect Wallace’s nose. It was nothing more than a light scratch. She kissed it better before rising to her feet. “It was the smart thing to do. Wallace is a lot like his owner in regards to cats and if she hadn’t laid down the law with him straight away, I can only imagine that at some point Wallace would have attempted to chase McGonagall up a tree. After today’s events though, I think he’s realised who’s the boss, haven’t you?” She looked sternly down at her pet.
Wallace gave a small pathetic whine and nodded his head in shame. Bettered by a cat, how humiliating, he would never live this down.
“Very good, because the last thing I need is you giving me detention,” she said sternly to the dog. “You even think about chasing McGonagall in her cat form and it’ll be nothing but the worst dog food I can get a hold of for a month. I make myself clear?”
Wallace simply looked down at the floor in defeat and whined abjectly once more. He would most certainly have liked another shot at the bizarre human/cat hybrid, but his mistress knew him too well. A small bit of satisfaction and revenge would result in long term pain. He still attempted to try his luck and initiated his famous puppy dog look. Sweetie wasn’t buying it.
“Seriously? You think that is going to work?” Sweetie said in an uninterested tone. “You can either stop that immediately or there will be no steak for your dinner this evening,” she added firmly.
Wallace went back to looking abjectly at the floor as Hermione managed to stop giggling to herself over the image of Professor McGonagall stuck in a tree with an over excited Wallace barking beneath her and ask Sweetie, “I understand Wallace, cats and dogs are natural enemies, but what have you got against cats?”
Sweetie sighed. “I accidentally stepped on Opal’s tail when I was six. She scratched me so bad I spent two days in Ponyville General and had more needles stabbed in me than I can remember. In fact, all I really remember from the whole ordeal was needles and screaming, a lot. Been pretty nervous around cats ever since.”
“Damn, sorry to hear that,” Hermione replied, “but totally understandable.”
“Thanks,” Sweetie replied. “Although I have gotten more use to accidents and misfortune befalling me over the past few years with the Crusaders it was certainly a jarring experience. On that matter, I do wonder just what trouble Scootaloo has gotten herself into this time.”
Hermione had totally forgotten the distant scream at the start of the class up until that point. Her face suddenly dropped with worry.
“Oh shit, sorry to remind you. Why don’t we all go to the infirmary now to check up on her? Apple Bloom is looking very impatient standing over there tapping her foot,” Sweetie said, finishing with a giggle.
“I can hear you; you know. And that’s because I’ve better things to be doing than standing around here all day. Now, come on the both of you. We’re not going to find out anything about Scootaloo while standing around here nattering,” Apple Bloom said bluntly.
Hermione couldn’t help but smile at that retort and said to Sweetie. “I think we’d better do as she says; we all know what happens when you get on Apple Bloom’s bad side!”
“Yeah, I wouldn’t be surprised if she went and talked to an acromantula and then set it on us!” Sweetie exclaimed with another giggle.
“Nah, they are to sentient to be coaxed by her, more likely a pack of wolves,” Hermione remarked.
“Fair point. Anyway, best not to find out. I’ll meet you outside,” Sweetie said as she ran over to Apple Bloom and shoved her books, parchment and ink into her satchel.
*
Hermione knocked upon the infirmary door before tiptoeing in followed by Sweetie, Apple Bloom and Wallace.
“Scootaloo, you awake?” Hermione hissed
“Ahem, didn’t I say you could see your girlfriend again this evening,” the disproving voice of Madam Pomfrey replied behind them.
This resulted in the three girls jumping in surprise and Wallace once more leaping into Sweetie’s arms.
“Although, honestly, I’m not surprised after how loud she screamed,” Madam Pomfrey sighed. “Just please tell me you are at least not playing hooky from class again?”
“No ma’am, we’ve a free period. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t have let them come otherwise,” Apple Bloom replied honestly.
“Good. She’s behind the curtain over there doing some homework. Usually, I wouldn’t allow such a visit, especially after the latest complication, and give you your marching orders right now.” The stern and strict matron paused for a moment and let out a hearty breath of resignation. “But, for once even I think she could use her friends around her. Her father dropped some pretty hefty news upon her shoulders at lunchtime. She’s behind the curtains over there. Now, I’m going to pretend I never saw you and that you once again ignored the rule surrounding animals in the infirmary. I will instead disappear into my office for the next half an hour. I expect you to be gone when I reappear and not to return for the rest of the day. Hopefully, with a little bit more rest Scootaloo can return to classes tomorrow.”
And without any further explanation Madam Pomfrey turned and marched to her office shutting the door softly behind her so as not to disturb her patients.
The three students stared at the office door momentarily before Apple Bloom said bluntly.
“Well, that was more peculiar and suspicious than, you know what, I got nothing.”
“Snape smiling?” Hermione suggested.
“Fred and George actually behaving themselves?” Sweetie suggested.
“Yeah, both of those will do,” Apple Bloom said as she marched over to the curtains Madam Pomfrey had pointed towards and poked her head through. “Hey Scoots, you in…” she stopped mid-sentence as the strangest of sights greeted her.
Scootaloo looked up from where she was writing her Herbology homework on the back of a textbook on her lap. That in itself wasn’t what was strange. The fact she was using a tail was.
“Oh, c’mon. You’ve got to be kidding me. Seriously, of all the things that could have happened, you just had to go and get a tail, didn’t you?” Apple Bloom whined as Sweetie and Hermione followed her in.
“Hey, Bloom, did you notice Madam Pomfrey seemed to be missing some of her hair?” Sweetie said as she pushed the curtains aside. She immediately collapsed to the floor laughing uncontrollably while Hermione stared wide eyed at her girlfriend.
“It’s nice to see you too Apple Bloom. Care to let me in on the joke seeing as Sweetie is pre-occupied?” Scootaloo deadpanned putting the quill back into its pot of ink on the bedside table.
“Oh, that’s because after we heard your cry earlier, I suggested you might have grown a tail. Apple Bloom dismissed it and said she would give Wallace his bath tonight in the unlikely event you’d grown one,” Sweetie managed to squeak from the floor.
Apple Bloom did not look happy as Scootaloo held a hand to her mouth in an attempt to hide her sniggering. She was failing miserably.
“Well, I’m sorry to disappoint; it was not by choice I can tell you that now and if it makes you feel any better its appearance hurt, a lot,” she finally managed to say. “Hermione, you okay? You’ve not said a…”
“So fluffy,” Hermione interrupted before racing to Scootaloo’s bedside, sitting down next to her and grabbing hold of the tail. “Oh, my word, it’s so soft,” she exclaimed whilst rubbing her cheek against Scootaloo’s new appendage.
“Why am I not surprised Discord was right? At least I’m now aware of your biggest weakness, fluffy things,” Scootaloo chuckled.
Hermione’s cheeks started to go red but she didn’t let go of Scootaloo’s tail, letting it drape across her lap instead whilst she stroked it. Scootaloo leant in and kissed her girlfriend on the cheek before whispering in her ear. “It is good to see you again, but how did you manage to swing it with Madam Pomfrey?”
“She said you could do with the company after your dad dropped a bombshell on you at lunch. But we’ve only got twenty minutes before we need to be gone so you’d better get straight to the point of what he was talking to you about,” Hermione said, getting straight to the point. “And most importantly, why you’ve now got a tail?”
Rather than instantly reply, Scootaloo opted to pick up a book from her bedside cabinet. “He felt it was time he gave me the talk,” she said as she handed Hermione the book.
Hermione’s mouth dropped open as she read the title of the cover.
“What does it say?” Apple Bloom asked, her displeasure at losing her bet with Sweetie suddenly forgotten to her piqued interest at Hermione’s reaction. “Woah. Wait, does that mean you’re a goddess?”
Scootaloo nodded her head slowly in reply as Sweetie picked herself up of the infirmary floor.
“Woah,” was all Apple Bloom managed to repeat like a broken record.
“Wait, what?” Sweetie exclaimed as her own jaw dropped open.
Scootaloo let out a deep breath before saying “Why don’t you all sit down and I’ll explain as quickly as I can…”
*
Ten minutes later Apple Bloom, Hermione and Sweetie were even more lost than they were before the explanation. Scootaloo had condensed much of her talk with Discord down and even excluded a few parts, such as the stuff concerning hypnosis and the more traditional stuff related to growing up, but the three girls were still staring at her slack-jawed.
“Woah,” Apple Bloom muttered for the seventh time.
“You can say that again,” Sweetie replied on the opposite side of the end of Scootaloo’s bed
“Woah,” Apple Bloom said for the eight time.
“Girls, could you give us a few minutes?” Scootaloo interrupted, indicating with her head that she wanted some alone time with Hermione.
“Yeah sure, we’ll hopefully see you back in class tomorrow,” Sweetie said as she rose from the bed. “Loving the new look by the way. It’s certainly saved me a job tonight,” she added with a smirk at Apple Bloom who glowered at her in return. “Come on Wallace,” she instructed.
The dog reluctantly jumped off his comfy perch on top of Scootaloo’s legs where she had been stroking him and followed his mistress out.
“Here’s the Potions work you missed along with a couple of photos you might like to see,” Apple Bloom stated, handing Scootaloo some papers and the two incriminating photos. “Professor McGonagall says for you to just continue practicing the beetles into buttons spell and not to forgot your essay next Wednesday. Hermione has the notes for History.”
“Thanks Bloom and what do we have here. Why am I not surprised Wallace attacked Professor McGonagall and…” she paused momentarily as Hermione tried desperately to snatch the second picture out of her hand. As she held of her girlfriend’s advances, surprisingly Scootaloo didn’t laugh as she took in the photo. Instead, her tanned cheeks once more took on a rosy glow. “Okay, why is it that I feel I should be laughing but instead am feeling rather flustered?” she admitted guiltily.
Apple Bloom could barely hold back the laughter. “Damn, you really have got the love bug bad. I’ll leave you two love birds to talk things over. Hermione, remember, you hurt her and you’ll be lucky if I get to you first ahead of Discord.”
Hermione gulped nervously and started stroking Scootaloo’s tail more rapidly.
“BLOOM,” Scootaloo cried. “Stop threatening my girlfriend.”
“Just telling her the honest truth,” Apple Bloom said shrugging her shoulders as she skipped past the curtains and went to join Sweetie outside the infirmary.
And just like that the two girls were at last alone. An awkward silence hung in the air for what felt like an eternity.
“So,” Hermione finally said breaking the ice. “What was it you wanted to talk to me about?”
“Do you still love me?” Scootaloo immediately blurted out unable to hold what was on her mind in any longer. “Now that you know what I am and the monster I’m likely to become?”
Scootaloo was surprised when Hermione didn’t respond. Instead, she leant in and locked her lips with Scootaloo’s, her tongue probing the inside of the other girl’s mouth.
Scootaloo returned the gesture by wrapping her metallic hand around the back of her girlfriend's head and entwining her tongue with that of Hermione's.
It was a deeply passionate and important moment for the two young lovers that confirmed just how strong their feelings were for one another and that absolutely nothing was going to stand in their way, not even the prospect of one of them being immortal and turning into a monster.
For Scootaloo the moment passed all to quickly and she finally had to reluctantly let her girlfriends head go.
“That answer your question?” Hermione said with a timid smile as she pulled herself away from Scootaloo, her cheeks taking on a rosy complexion.
“Wow, just wow!” Scootaloo replied completely lost for words. “That was amazing!”
“I’m glad to hear that,” Hermione replied ecstatically as she lifted herself up from the bed.
“Sorry, but the tail is attached I’m afraid,” Scootaloo giggled as she saw Hermione was still stroking it in her arms.
Hermione gave Scootaloo the puppy dog eye treatment before grudgingly letting the tail go and, fishing in her cauldron pulled out a stack of notes. “I duplicated my notes, as any good tutor would do when their pupil is unwell. I expect you to read these this afternoon when you get an opportunity to. I think you’ll actually find this history lesson quite interesting,” she explained placing the notes on her girlfriend’s lap.
“Awesome! Thanks so much! Snape gave me a brief overview when I woke up back at the burrow and I’ve been intrigued about learning more about the Chamber of Secrets ever since. For once I was actually bummed out that I missed a History lesson,” Scootaloo said with a chuckle.
“My word. I’d never thought I’d see the day when you were interested in History!” Hermione exclaimed before she leant in and kissed Scootaloo on the cheek before whispering devilishly in her ear. “Make sure you do as your told. You may know my main weakness, but I know yours and the kisses can quite as easily stop if I don’t think you are trying hard enough to improve your grades.”
As she pulled away, she gave Scootaloo an equally devilish wink before picking up her cauldron and departing.
Scootaloo wasn’t sure what to feel, her heart was beating rapidly and she had butterflies in her stomach. In the end she proceeded to fall back onto her bed with the notes hugged tightly to her chest.
Hermione loved her. She really, really loved her.
When Madam Pomfrey appeared five minutes later she was exceptionally pleased to find not only the intruders gone, but Scootaloo fast asleep with a beaming smile across her face. She pulled the duvet cover up over her patient before silently retreating back through the curtains once more.
*
“Stop struggling,” Apple Bloom growled as she wrestled with Wallace and scrubbed his back once again.
The dog howled once more, but by now he had already shattered every last piece of glass in the vicinity. An ankle lock, similar to that Scootaloo wore toward the end of her first year, adorned his right hind leg. Apple Bloom had craftily attached it when Wallace had been too busy devouring his dinner to notice. In fact, he’d only noticed when Apple Bloom had pounced upon him and dragged him into the Crusaders dormitory bathroom upon their return to the Hufflepuff common room after dinner. When he quickly realised that he couldn’t apparate to safety and that he was somehow no match for the stocky little girl strength-wise, he had resorted to the seemingly only reasonable remaining option left to him. Scream the place down and keep struggling in the faint hope she gave up in her attempts to give him a bath. It hadn’t worked and had actually led to more pain as she constantly dunked his head under the water to stop him howling and scrubbed him extra hard as punishment. In retaliation, the stubborn hellhound had continued making his protestations known to make the whole experience for Apple Bloom as miserable as it was him. Right now, you would be hard pressed to determine just who was giving who a bath. As the old cliché expression went, both looked like drowned rats.
“There, all done,” Apple Bloom said with a sigh wiping her forehead. “All that’s left is to get you dried off.”
Wallace eagerly jumped out of the tub.
“NO, DON’T YOU…” Apple Bloom started to say before Wallace let fly, shaking himself so vigorously water covered every inch of the bathroom.
Apple Bloom screamed.
*
With her natural Earth Pony stamina, Apple Bloom rarely felt tired aside from rare occasions when her assistance was required in the orchard. After her ordeal with Wallace tonight though, Apple Bloom just wanted her bed and would have happily admitted she was completely exhausted after the day she’d had.
Zoning out she didn’t bother to register the sniggers and snickers that were coming from her dormmates as she left the bathroom. She didn’t even care for modesty or decency, exiting said bathroom in her underwear and going straight for the pyjamas folded neatly on her pillow from this morning.
As she lifted the covers back and slumped into her bed, she didn’t even give her dormmates a goodnight. Instead, she sighed in contentment and waited for sleep to engulf her. Tomorrow was another day and would surely be a better one.
That’s when Apple Bloom’s eyes shot open and started twitching as what began as a niggle soon resulted in her scratching her body uncontrollably. Giggles and guffaws in the background immediately led her to believe she had been the victim of a prank.
“SWEETIE! WHAT DID YOU DO!” Apple Bloom exploded as the unbearable need to scratch her whole body took hold.
*
Luna stared at her reflection in the mirror and shivered. Yesterday would be a day that would live long in her memory and for all the wrong reasons. For just the start her mane was now a putrid green colour and she still wore the pink and black jumpsuit from her time as Mane-iac during Twilight’s epic tea party the previous day. She’d at least fared better than that Pegasus mare Silent Wing who had been dunked in permanent pink dye in her doll form to resemble Fili-Second. Even her eyes had remained bright pink upon being returned back to normal this morning by Twilight when the lavender mare had awoken seemingly recovered and with no knowledge of the previous day’s events. This had all seemed a little too convenient and suspicious for Luna and after retiring to her private chambers after breakfast she had slowly gone over yesterday’s events in her mind. It didn’t take her long to put all the pieces of the jigsaw together, Twilight had pranked her. The most nerdy, well-behaved, straight-laced mare in Equestria had pulled a fast one over her, the princess of pranks. And she’d fallen for her acting, hook, line and sinker.
“Well played Twilight, well played,” Luna muttered to herself as she turned off the tap to her luxurious private bath tub with her magic before removing the jumpsuit and slowly lowering herself into the pool of bubbles. With a blissful sigh she picked up and took a sip from a glass of wine before saying, “But you know this means war.”
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So you don't plan to turn Twilight into a Quesadila as punishment for the prank. Or even better, seal her magic and look her in a room made out of quesadilas that can only be harmed by her teat so she has to eat her way through the walls if she ever wants to get out of it?
Besides, I never thought that Pinkie is so much of a coward, seriously after how she murderd poor Chrisy I expected better of her.
Great chapter as always! I pray for Equestria's survival after that prank war between two literal goddesses.
I wonder if she ever did this to Winona too?
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I cannot state what will be happening in Equestria from now on. Personally just been finding all the Equestrian shenanigans to much of a distraction from the main story. I need to re-focus on what is most important I feel. P.S There are some things even Pinkie is afraid of, Discord and insane Twilight.
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LOL! Especially when that teacher has confiscated more joke items than the entire contents of a joke shop.
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Right, we don't want Midnight Sparkle to overthrow Equestria and proclaming her empress, set on world dominatin. Are we going to see some qudditch soon? Those have always been funny.
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Pinkie knows when she's pushed Twilight to far. As for Quidditch, that starts in the second week, So, there'll be hopefully just the one chapter on Friday, Cultural Diversity and Divination. The weekend will likely be skipped over, although I might put a little something in there abut quidditch and Scootaloo's tutoring. Monday will be Charms and possibly a little on History, plus Scoots Herbology lesson with Draco, Crabbe and Goyle. Then it'll likely be the Quidditch chapter. So, 2-4 weeks I'd estimate depending on my paid work and my other hobbies.
I think it's implied that the magical creatures used to be wizards before they got into transfiguration accident.