What's A Fetish?
The late afternoon hour struck the outskirts of Canterlot City.
In one of its houses, Sonata Dusk, one of its three owners, strolled down the hall. As she walked along, humming to herself, she passed one of her sister's open bedroom door. She quickly ducked back for a quick peek in hopes of seeing just what she was up to.
Inside the room, Aria Blaze sat casually on the bed. Staring at her cellphone in one of her hands, she had an intense look of concentration on her face. Her eyes never once left its screen. It was unclear to Sonata if Aria was in one of her usual grumpy moods, or if she was simply focused, or both. Every flick of the girl’s thumb across the cellphone’s screen was followed by a “Rejection” spoken by the phone’s digital A.I. Aria was on some “Tinder” style app, rejecting every known male user happening to send a message on her account… half of them probably being women.
"Hi, Aria!" Sonata called out and walked into the room, losing the little hesitation she had of entering.
Taken by surprise, Aria lost her grip on her phone. Fortunately, thanks to her sharp reflexes, she reached down and caught the device just before it slammed onto the wooden floor. Her head slowly peeked up toward Sonata, who sheepishly smiled. This was not the first time Sonata Dusk barged into her room unannounced, to Aria’s annoyance, and probably wouldn’t be the last either.
"Hello, Sonata," Aria grumbled, placing her phone on the counter by her bed.
"What are you doing?" Sonata asked curiously.
"I was busily weighing my options," Aria answered. "But not anymore…"
"Oh, that's great! I was hoping you had some free time. There's a question I've wanted to ask you."
"I don't know who or where your mom is…"
"Wha-NO! Not that question… at least not today.”
"… Fine. What do you want to know?"
"Well, um…" Sonata hesitated, twiddling her fingers. “What’s a fetish?”
"What's… a fetish?" Aria repeated, looking up. "Jesus, if you can hear me or if you're even up there, please save me from another potential disaster!"
Sonata tilted her head to the side, an ever more puzzled frown growing on her face. "Who are you talking to?"
"… Nobody important!" A sigh escaped Aria's lips as she laid her head back against the pillow, exasperated by yet another of Sonata's ridiculous questions. It was bad enough with the question about “raw meat” and tacos (she lost brain cells after that one), but now Sonata wanted to know what a “fetish” is? And she came to her as if she was an expert? Aria wanted to tell Sonata to buzz off, badly. Unfortunately, as she turned toward Sonata, the younger sister waiting anxiously with that expression of curiosity, she knew it would be pointless.
Then again, could Aria even explain what a fetish is to her airheaded friend? She rolled her eyes; this wasn't going to be fun.
"Well… I’m not sure how to put it in a way that you can understand."
"You don't know what a fetish is either?" Sonata asked, confused.
“I wish I didn't know, but sadly, I do. I'm just saying that trying to explain it to you will feel like talking to a monkey! A really, really stupid monkey named… Sonata!”
"Oh!" Sonata nodded, smiling. "Well, that makes sense. I wonder if that makes us cousins!"
"What? NO!!! That's not what I—urgh, never mind!" Aria groaned, massaging her forehead. "I think I'm going to need some help with this one."
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A few seconds later, Aria Blaze led Sonata Dusk into the next room in the hall. It was owned by their eldest and lead Dazzling, Adagio Dazzle. The elder Siren-turned-human was nestled under the sheets, taking a nap. Despite the fact it was still daytime, the blinds had been closed all the way, but a small sliver of sunlight snuck through the window’s uncovered edges to stream into the otherwise dim room. The two girls tiptoed closer from the side as they watched Adagio sleep, all while she clutched a pillow… caressing it… talking to it…
"I know you're a princess, and I'm just a schoolgirl," Adagio spoke sleepily, smiling, "but I can make it worth your while…"
It got to the point that Adagio started kissing the pillow as if it were a person, even slapping a hand on the back. Rolling her eyes, Aria removed a boot from her foot, aimed carefully, threw it like a football, and…
WHAM! The boot struck and bounced off Adagio's head!
"OW!!!" Adagio violently rolled off the bed, dragging the bedsheets with her. She hit the cold, hard floor, though fortunately, the sheets wrapped around her cushioned the landing. She growled and her face glowed red from rage.
"CURSE YOU FOR BREATHING, YOU SLACK-JAWED IDIOT!!!"
Grumbling, she forcibly removed the bed sheets wrapped around her, sprang to her feet, and quickly turned around. She placed her hands on her waist and glowered at the two girls in the room with gritted teeth. Sonata's eyes turned away while her arctic bluish-white cheeks reddened like violet blossoms. On the other hand, Aria's expression remained the same while she crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. It slowly dawned on Adagio on the reason for her sisters' reactions once she looked down. She immediately pulled the sheets up toward her neck.
"LOOK AWAY!!!" Adagio shouted again.
Sonata swung away, but Aria turned at a slower speed while she muttered, “Whatever” under her breath. Grumbling to herself, Adagio stomped to the bedroom closet to pull out her usual garbs. Sonata peeked over to find that, while Adagio had the blanket over her front region, her bareback was partly exposed. Sonata swiftly turned her face the other way, her cheeks heating more by the second. Her ears perked up, hearing Adagio grab an outfit from her closet and quickly started to dress.
"You two better have a good reason for barging into my room. You're lucky I'm in no mood to kill anyone today!"
"You mean aside from the fact Sonata had a question to ask you?" Aria asked. "Which she should've done in the first place?!"
"… I said I was sorry," Sonata whimpered.
"Of course, Sonata has a question," Adagio muttered and fastened her pants. "All right, Sonata, what is it this time?"
"Well, you see, I asked this to Aria… so now I'm asking you if...uh..."
"GET ON WITH IT!!!" Adagio and Aria shouted.
"… I just want to know what a fetish is," Sonata finished.
SNAP!!! Adagio stopped shortly after fastening the bra over her chest. With Sonata's words ringing in her ear, Adagio’s eyes widened, and her pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks.
"A fetish?" Adagio asked, holding back a laugh. "Oh, I see… that's why she brought you here."
"Come on, Adagio, don't do this to me!" Aria yelled. "I told you that in confidence!"
"Okay, okay! Calm your tits! I'm not saying anything about it."
Shortly after giving reassurance to Aria, Adagio threw her shirt over her, then her jacket. Now fully dressed, she turned toward the girls, or more so to Aria.
"I just think it's so ironic," Adagio said with a smirk. "You, Aria, always claim that my chain of command is not valid for you, yet you still come to me for favors! Ha! That's rich!"
"Um… does that mean you'll help me?" Sonata asked, confused.
"I have nothing else to do, so I will. As I told you before, I know everything… except… I am going to need Aria's assistance, of course."
"… I hate you so much," Aria muttered under her breath.
"You're the one who 'came' to me, though your finish is atrocious! Now, we do things… my way.”
Seemingly offended, Aria flipped the bird toward Adagio; Sonata quickly slapped her hands over her eyes. Adagio merely smirked while sticking her tongue out. After a moment, the girls relaxed, and Sonata slowly dipped her hands down.
"So… what are we doing first?" Sonata asked.
"Let's just say we're paying a certain person a very 'special' visit," Adagio answered with a snicker, grabbing her phone from her dresser.
"And what does this person have to do with her stupid 'fetish' question?" Aria asked, mildly concerned.
"Oh, once the sun sets and everyone's in their houses, you'll see…"
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Once nightfall hit, and most of the neighborhood had retired into their homes, the three Dazzlings, dressed in dark hoodies (to help cover their faces) and sweatpants, emerged from their house. They hurried down several blocks, avoiding the streetlamps as much as possible. Following a lengthy walk, Adagio led her two cohorts to the home of her intended target. They worked their way toward the bedroom window and soon peeked in from outside.
Inside was the school principal of Canterlot High herself, Celestia, noted by the blend of light cerulean, light turquoise, very light cobalt blue, and pale heliotrope hair that hung down to the bottom of her waist. Neither of the Dazzlings could spot a trace of Celestia's sister, Vice Principal Luna. She must have been on an errand or something. Much to Aria’s and Sonata’s surprise, Celestia stood in front of the bedroom window… garbed in brilliant cyan-colored undergarments with moderate cobalt blue spots.
"Hmm... oh yes," Celestia moaned, admiring herself in the mirror. "I never knew dressing up in my sister's clothes could be so satisfying."
This display of narcissism, by the school principal no less, sparked various reactions from the Dazzlings: a mischievous smirk from Adagio, a blank stare from Aria, and a bashful gaze from Sonata. The latter's eyes darted toward several “spots” on Celestia as she posed in front of the mirror, blissfully unaware of the girls' spying. As if she were a unicorn trapped by the reflection of her beauty.
"Geez…" Aria muttered. "Just look at that flank on her…"
"Yeah…" Sonata nodded. "She must work out!"
The two girls turned awkwardly toward Sonata Dusk, whose eyes never left as she continued to gawk at Celestia.
"So… why are we spying on our principal?" Sonata asked. "Are there some test scores we need to change?"
"Not exactly, young grasshopper," Adagio answered in a (for her) unusually playful voice. She took her phone out of her pocket. "To provide an understanding as to what a fetish 'is,' a simple demonstration is in order."
"And what the hell are you planning to do?" Aria asked.
"Just watch and learn, girls…"
With her phone in hand, Adagio bent down and picked up a nearby rock. The others watched silently as she slowly stepped back with the phone in position, careful to get the right shot. She corrected the angle on the phone until she had the principal in all her glory. Then, with precise aim, she slung the rock and cracked the window. Just as Celestia turned around…
SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!
"HA-HA! Alright!" Adagio laughed. "Let's scram!"
Adagio quickly took off, howling into the night, as Aria and Sonata made a mad dash off the yard. By the time Celestia opened the window and peeked out, the girls had already run too far away to be caught. But by the furrowing glare of her eyes, she could still identify who they were, or at least who it was that broke her window.
"DAMN IT, ADAGIO!!!" Celestia roared. "I EXPELLED YOU ONCE, AND I CAN DO IT AGAIN!!!"
Despite the threat, Adagio laughed as she stared at the photo she took of Celestia in her nightwear. Those shots were guaranteed to string up at least a couple of million views; of course, there were specific technical procedures to acknowledge, but that was all details. The girls finally caught up to Adagio, both in shock by what her friend dragged them into.
"Are you shitting me, Adagio?!" Aria shouted. "You just threw a damn rock at the principal's window!"
"You know me, Aria. A girl's got to get her kicks somewhere."
"Is this what a fetish is?" Sonata asked, her lips in a bewildered frown. "Taking dirty pics of our principal in their underwear?"
“Maybe,” Adagio admitted in a whisper.
"Urgh, can we just hurry and get out of here?!" Aria groaned.
"Whatever you say!" Adagio answered. However, she added under her breath, "Killjoy …"
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It didn't take long for the girls to get back home, bolting the doors and shutting the windows. Aria occasionally lifted Adagio's bedroom blinds to look out in case someone approached the house. Adagio, now lying on her bed, had plugged in her phone to a laptop and opened up her personal social media page. She proceeded to copy the photo of her choice to her page. After a few taps on the keypad, she finished.
"There! One for giggles," Adagio said with a triumphant smile. Sometimes, she impresses herself.
She pulled out the phone cord from the laptop, then turned to the other picture on her phone.
"And this one… mmm, now that's a keeper!"
Meanwhile, Sonata Dusk sat quietly at the foot of Adagio’s bed. To say she was greatly confused by the concept of “fetish” was a significant understatement.
"I don't think I'll ever understand what a fetish is supposed to be." Sonata shook her head.
"On the contrary," Adagio replied, "what you just saw is precisely what a fetish is. A desire and craving that can only be settled through sexual practices."
"Urgh, as if this night couldn't get any worse…" Aria whined.
"Sonata's old enough to know what that is. She's not a child!"
"That's not the point! It's just so… so… awkward!"
Adagio rolled her eyes. "Of course you'd say that since you hate people!"
“I DON’T hate people… entirely. I just don't see the point of making any form of contact whatsoever!"
"Um, girls!" Sonata interrupted. "I hate to butt in, but… Iet's say I have a craving for meat. Does that count as a fetish?"
"Is there anything specific that you like about the meat?" Adagio asked.
Sonata rubbed her chin. "Um… well, I suppose it depends on the way it was made…"
"Thick on the outside, yeah, you can taste the smoothness from the inside… and if you're lucky, something spicy?"
"I… guess so?"
"Anything else?"
"Well… I do like to breathe in the scent."
"Ah yeah, that's a good one." Adagio nodded. "Does it give you that tingly feeling every time that aroma draws up through the nose?"
"Um… sort of?" Sonata answered uncertainly.
"Then that is your fetish!"
"Wow! I did not know that! I outta try it again just to be sure."
Aria let out a loud groan, throwing her arms in the air. "And here we go again! This is why I hate answering Sonata's questions."
Sonata Dusk stood from the bed and walked out of the bedroom. However, in the hallway, she turned back to her sisters.
"Oh, um… by the way, do either of you girls have a fetish?"
"Ha!" Adagio laughed, flicking her hair. "That's for me to know and you never to find out."
"Nope, none at all," Aria answered bluntly. "I am beyond certain I do not have a fetish for anything."
“Are you sure?” Sonata asked innocently.
Aria turned toward Sonata with a scowl and stomped her way toward the younger Siren, but didn't pass through the doorway. Her piercing eyes shot daggers.
"Do I look like I’m unsure?!"
Sonata just stared at her, more confused and innocent than upset, and returned a simple smile toward her sister.
"Umm… nope, you look sure, and I’ve heard enough. Thanks for the help girls, and I'll just be on my—"
SLAM!!!
Aria slammed the door viciously on Sonata's face before she could finish. A soft “ow” was heard on the other side. She laid her back against the door, slapping a hand over her face while she groaned. Adagio merely continued to lie on her stomach while checking the updates on the picture she sent. Giggle after giggle let her lips as she started reading all the comments and seeing the likes skyrocketing.
"I hate you, Adagio," Aria said with a growl, a small blush glowing on her cheeks.
"Really? I thought that was a fun experience," Adagio answered, ignoring her embarrassment.
"I had to lie to Sonata because it's supposed to be a secret. If I told her I have a masochistic fetish, she'd just give the neighbors something to talk about!"
"And you call Sonata the weird one of the group."
Aria huffed. "Like you're in a position to judge, Ms. Dominatrix… that and your MILF cravings!"
"I won't deny I have my share of kinks like any other girl. But none comes remotely close to yours."
Aria pointed a finger at Adagio, but lowered it a second later. She had a point, and they both knew it. "I hate it when you're right."
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About one hour later, a single figure in a hood was standing under the light of a streetlamp; the being's face was covered to avoid recognition. They turned to the side as a second hooded figure, whose hands were tucked into the pockets of their sweatpants, walked up to them. No one else was in sight.
"Did you get your question answered?" The figure that had been waiting asked in a raspy silent, but feminine voice.
"Oh, I got it alright," The other figure whispered in a feminine voice. "My technical skills aren't so great, but I managed to get a confession without them knowing."
The figure that had just spoken took out one hand, displaying a familiar arctic bluish-white skin tone under the light. Opening her hand, she revealed a flash drive that contained a recording of her conversation with a certain two girls and their “activities”. The other figure looked side to side, making sure no one else was looking before reaching out to take the little device. After one more check to ensure they were still alone, they removed their hoodies, revealing Sonata Dusk and Sunset Shimmer.
"Excellent!" Sunset spoke approvingly, losing her fake raspy voice. "Soon, those girls will know how it feels to have their personal life leaked out."
"They're not going to get hurt, are they?" Sonata asked with a worried frown. "I know they can be mean, but to deceive my own family—"
"No, no! They won't get hurt. Think of it as a girl's need to get her kinks, and it's all in good fun."
"Well, I suppose when you put it that way… anyways, can I go home now? Adagio will start getting suspicious if I'm out too long."
"Sure, sure! Have fun!"
With a cheerful smile, Sonata said, "See you later!"
Sunset waved as she watched Sonata take off into the night, unaware that she was being used. As nice a girl as Sonata may be, let it not be said that she is not the sharpest tool in the shed. As the Siren drifted farther away into the distance, Sunset looked toward the flash drive in her hand. A mischievous smile curled on her face.
"Now, what to do with this info…?"