Chapter 12

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We landed on a busy street in Canterlot. Normally, we would've gone to our usual Top Shop in Cloudsdale, down the street from the school, but we didn't want to risk being caught skipping class by someone who somehow knew us. Also, there's no Top Shop in Ponyville and even if there was, we live there so our parents would kill us.

"Hello, girls!" Rarity said as we entered the store that smelled like perfection.

Rarity was the only pony out of the 6 basically famous group of friends that hadn't gone insane, lesbian, or just plain weird.

Applejack makes, sells, and does appleweed in her barn and is lesbo with Rainbow Dash.

Also, she's my main source for my drugs.

Rainbow Dash is, once again, lesbo with Applejack and is just really weird.

Pinky Pie gets appleweed from Applejack, puts it in her pies and cakes and what not, and sells it to people (mostly children) just to feeling something, actually, anything because everyone no longer loved her after she became so fucking annoying and loud and threw way too many parties.

Fluttershy went insane when she realized that no animal loves her and they just used her for food. She now butchers them in her basement, skins them alive, and sells their pelts for tax money. She keeps the insides of the poor things for... well... how do I put this.... when she's hungry.

Moving on...

Twilight Sparkle isn't insane at all. She's just such a fucking nerd and suck up and bitch and no one likes to talk to her and she's constantly bullied by all of Equestria.

Spike is still Twilight's bitch.

"Hey, Rarity!" We said together.

"Girls! Girls! Come here! It's been so long!" She cheered.

We hugged.

"We got the Spring collection! Isn't it just beautiful this year! Also, there's a buy one, get one free sale!" She sang.

"Cool!" Dubbie said.

"We're actually here for prom dresses." Krys said.

"Fantastic! They're in the back!" Rarity said. "Who are your dates?"

"Mine is Harry." I said.

"Mine might be ass chin- shit- um- Ash. He hasn't asked me yet and I don't think he will but Krys and Sugar suggest otherwise." Dubbie said.

"It's always good to have hope!" Rarity said in her heavenly British voice.

"Mine is George." Krys said.

"Don't you mean 'a tub of Pony Tracks!'" Dubbie laughed.

"You know what! Fuck you, Dubbie! Just FUCK YOU!" Krys screeched.

"Krys! Shut the hell up! I didn't come to listen to you two fight! We're going to have a splendid time LOOKING FOR PROM DRESSES!" I spit.

It was silent.

We went to the back of the store.

We were searching through the racks for awhile when we heard the front door open and the bell ring.

*Ding!*

"I'll be right back." Rarity said.

We looked towards the front in curiosity for who walked in.

"Is that?" Dubbie said.

"Oh my god!" Krys whispered.

"What?" I said.

"Sugar! We have to hide!" Dubbie and Krys said.

"Why? Who is it?" I said, confused.

"It's-"

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Cliffhanger! Oh my god, I am so sorry! My hand has a major cramp and it's like past midnight. 😬 But don't worry! I'll update tomorrow! 👍 K? Like potassium. Love ya! ❤️😘😍😝😛😜🐶

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