C.M.C.T.N.G Daughter of discord

EL Tango de Triángulos

It was the class' annual Hearts and Hooves Day party and the foals were opening their boxes of cards. At least some were, while others were admiring Raspberry's new cutie mark.

"I'm so proud of you, sis!" Blueberry said, embracing her sister.

"You're not mad that I got my cutie mark before you girls, are you?" Raspberry asked.

"Of course not!" Cherry chimed. "I mean it would've been nice for us to all get cutie marks together but we all know you're the best writer in class, maybe even Ponyville!"

"And you were always reading those romance novels and writing poems for every pony each holiday," Blueberry said.

Raspberry beamed. "Thanks, girls."

In the back of the room, Prism was finishing reading Gemstone's cards aloud.

"These colts said quite a few nice things about you, Gem," Prism said. "Just look at Dunkin's." She held up a basketball shaped card. "You've got me like a slam dunk. He must really like you to be making a basketball metaphor, Gem."

"I suppose," Gemstone said with a sigh. "But I rather like the card you made." She held up a heart-shaped rainbow-colored card with a painted picture of herself and Prism holding hooves. "You really do paint beautifully."

"And I like the bracelet you made me," Prism said, showing off the rainbow-beaded bracelet on her hoof. "Tops the one you made last year."

Gemstone grinned. "I thought I'd personalize it this year instead of using generic Hearts and Hooves Day colors."

"Hey, Prism."

The fillies looked up to see Kicks standing over him, his face a beet red. Prism gave him a polite smile while Gemstone narrowed her gaze.

"Did you," he said, circling his hoof in the floor, "like my card?"

"Oh yeah," Prism said, getting out his card.

It was a red heart-shaped card with a picture of a penguin on it. The message read: To Penguin, my awesome new friend.

"Better than the one you gave me last year," Prism said.

"Really?" Kicks said, wondering exactly which card she meant.

"Yeah, cuz this was given as a friend, not as an enemy."

"Right," he said, clearing his throat. "Friends. That's what we are now. Cool."

"Although I hardly think continuing to use that cruel nickname," Gemstone grumbled, folding her hooves, "which refers to Prism's inability to fly, about which she is highly sensitive, is something a friend would do."

"I don't really mind, Gem," Prism said. "He's called me that for so long, right now it's more like a playful nickname than a hurtful one. Besides," she looked at him with a blush, "I'm kind of used to it."

Kicks smiled as he backed away. "Well, glad you liked the card. I'm gonna go congratulate Raspberry on her cutie m—AH!"

He shrieked as he tripped over his desk. Quickly catching himself, he stood upright. He chuckled awkwardly before turning around and running.

Prism snickered. "He's so much more goofier now that he's stopped being a bully."

"That's not the word I'd use," Gemstone muttered under her breath.

Prism sighed. "I know you still don't trust him after all those times he's picked on us, Gem, but he's really not that bad."

The unicorn huffed. "A leopard cannot change his spots so easily."