Acrillica and the CMC vs. Diamond Tiara- "You'll Rebel To Anything"
This is going to be a series of one shot songfics that I just had the urge to do. I do NOT own My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, or its characters. I just own Acrillica.
It was another sunny day in Ponyville, the pegasi above keeping it that way by battling the forming clouds that dared to block out the sun. While the older ponies spent their day working to earn their daily living, the young foals of the town went to better themselves in school. Currently, as it was around noon, said foals were outside enjoying their after school recess. Laughing and joyous screaming permeated the air as they ran about and played games. One such group had gathered themselves near the back of the bright red schoolhouse, concocting plans of their own.
"Alr'ght girls, what ideas have ya' got for crusadin' this time?" spoke a deep country droll. The voice belonged to a butter yellow filly with a red mane and a pink bow named Applebloom. The small pony was currently standing amongst her group of friends who called themselves the Cutie Mark Crusaders. The group consisted of herself, her Pegasus friend Scootaloo, and her two unicorn friends Sweetie Belle and Acrillica. The latter of which was barely paying attention and seemed to be bopping her head in a slow, steady rhythm.
"Um, can someone get Crill's attention so we can start this meeting?" asked Sweetie Belle, the ivory unicorn squinting at her purple friend tiredly. Scootaloo let out a sigh as she walked over to the distracted filly and removed the ear buds from her ears. At the sudden realization that her once rock filled brain was beat less, Acrillica turned her head to scowl at whoever disturbed her. However, she was met with the bored expressions of her friends; even Applebloom was tapping her hoof impatiently. It appeared that she would have to wait to rock to her music just a little while longer.
"Sorry," came the reply as she awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck, "kinda' zoned out for a bit. I got this new song yesterday and it rocks so hard." With that, she tucked her ear buds into her hoodie pocket and turned to face her friends. Since the huge technology boom two years ago, it wasn't uncommon for the plum colored pony to be wrapped up in her own world. Things such as headphones and mp3 players could only be the work of one pony: Vinyl Scratch aka DJ Pon-3. No one knew how she did it, but that bass loving unicorn had somehow managed to create a way for music to be portable and personal. The technology was highly complicated and could only be accessed at specified music sync centers. And if those centers were sure to have one sure fire customer, it was Acrillica Von Pallet.
"So, what is it ya'll were talking about?" she asked. All of the fillies sat down in a circle as they began to plan out ways for crusading. Acrillica would provide mild input, as she had already gained her cutie mark, but each suggestion was full of what little enthusiasm she had in her body. She was weird, yeah, but she was pretty cool to hang around. All seemed to be going well for the quartet as they fired of ideas that were both fun but dangerous, until they were unfortunate enough to be approached by a pair of certain ponies.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the blank flanks and their emo mascot." The shrillness of the voice and its mocking tone could only be found in two fillies, and they never traveled alone. "What do you want Diamond Tiara?" asked Scootaloo. Indeed, as the group turned around they found themselves muzzle to muzzle with the two fillies that put their all into making their lives hell. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were the absolute worst enemies of the CMC, and for the most stupid of reasons. The two snobs thought that it was their divine right to make fun of the girls just because they didn't have their cutie marks. Not to mention they talked about the purple unicorn in the group simply because she didn't want to become their friend when she first got there.
At the mention of being called emo Acrillica, who had rolled onto her back prior to this moment, maneuvered to her hooves. "What do you two wastes of space want, we're kinda' busy if you haven't noticed." Acrillica was known for her sharp tongue and low level of patience, especially when it came to those that she didn't like. By now, she was a hair's breath away from touching noses with the pink menace, the both of them scowling at the other. "You might want to watch yourself 'roid rage, your one right up away from suspension, remember?"
Unfortunately, what Diamond said this time did carry some weight. The two would fight, quite often I might add, and because Acrillica was who she was, verbal blows would soon turn physical. She had promised her teacher that she would keep her hooves to herself after the last time, but the pink bitch constantly made it hard. She just had this face that you just want to punch until you get bored of punching it. Sadly, Acrillica didn't get bored when it came to punching things. With a hot snort of air from her nose, the purple unicorn backed up a couple of spaces but still kept her icy glare. It was only then that she noticed something… off about the pair in front of her.
"What the hell are you two wearing?" she asked, her jaw hanging open in complete shock. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were decked out some of the most ridiculous clothing imaginable. Silver Spoon had traded in her usual cat eye rimmed glasses and had settled for a pair with what appeared to have bat wings on them. Her pearl necklace was traded in for a studded choker and her braided mane held streaks of hot pink. Diamond Tiara was dressed similarly; the tiara that usually rested on her head was reduced to a smaller size and hung from a chain around her neck. Its diamonds switched out for dark onyx stones. The powdered purple that was naturally apparent in her mane and tail was now colored black. Both girls painted their faces with heavy eyeliner and dark eye shadows, purple for Silver and blue for Diamond. It didn't take a genius to see what look they were going for.
"Wow, I'd expect little miss rage- a-holic to recognize a set of Goths when she saw them." Uttered Silver Spoon, her usual snarky tone replaced by an obviously fake attempt at depression. None of the four fillies could have been prepared for the sight that met their currently wide eyes. They were actually attempting to be Goths, really!? "Um, does anyone else see them dressed like they're going to a metal concert?" asked Sweetie Belle. When she was met with collective nods from both Scootaloo and Applebloom, the ivory filly turned back to the three in front of her. "Ok, just checking."
All continued to stare in shock for countless minutes before Applebloom asked the question that had been on all their minds, "Um, why?"
With a haughty turn of their noses, Diamond took it upon herself to speak, "If I must explain it to you, then I will. Silver and I are a part of an even more select group now. We are the affected group of downtrodden young ponies who rebel against the authority!" At this point, Diamond had started to raise her voice and strike wild dramatic poses, even leaning on Silver Spoon as if she were a chair. "Yeah," chimed in the silver filly "and these accessories are, like, so fetch." The Cutie Mark Crusaders could do nothing but stand in shock, their jaws having sealed themselves shut but their eyes remaining wide. They knew that these two could get swept up in the latest trends, but even this was too far. Time seemed to stand still until a quiet sound began to grow louder with each passing second. Looking over to Acrillica, the fillies' ears turned downward and Sweetie backed up in fear.
The mauve unicorn was seething with rage, her breaths being sucked in and pushed out through clenched teeth. Her body shook and her front hooves dug deep trenches into the soil below her. She was going to blow and it wouldn't be pretty. With a large gulp, she shut her eyes and shook her head in bitter disbelief. Then she began to speak.
"Are you serious?" The question was innocent from any others point of view, but seeing as it came from Acrillica; it was the calm before the storm. "Are you fucking serious!? You mocked me for being dark, calling me Gothy and emo and many other things just because I was different. Now, you two whorses think that you can pull it off? Oh, what, is it ok when you do but not anybody else, is that it? I can't believe this, I can't fucking believe this!" The hoodie wearing unicorn began bucking her back left leg sporadically, a nervous tick that she had developed prior to her stay in Ponyville.
Sweetie Belle, Applebloom, and Scootaloo were at a loss for words, they just didn't know what to do. Sure they had seen the unicorn mad before, but they had never seen her like this. For once in their lives, they actually began to worry about Diamond and Silver. Speaking of the two fillies, they were just as frozen as the other three were. They could take the hits and the insults, as they were Acrillica's usual, but these were something new entirely. The filly was practically a rampaging bull in their eyes and they knew that they were the red flag. Shielding their faces with their fore legs, the girls were ready to take the beating of a lifetime. But it never came.
Even after a multitude of seconds, the flying hooves and raging screaming didn't assault them. Peering out fearfully, their pink and blue eyes were met with a calm Acrillica. At least, that's what they thought it was. The purple she demon had a knowing smirk on her faces, her thrashing and shaking gone still and her horn glowing. Wait, why was her horn glowing? The neon orange aura shimmered and twinkled before pulling out a small, blue rectangle. Her mp3 player, headphones included, was removed from her black hoodie pocket and was set in front of her face. Her ruddy pink eyes seemed to be looking for something specific as she scrolled through the device. After a few seconds, they began to shine with a glint of mischievousness the likes they had not seen.
"You know, I could continue to rant about how unfair it is for you to judge me on being who I am, and how you are a pair of hypocritical haters. But you know what? I have something even better to express to you how I feel." The grin on Acrillica's face showed no good will, but was the most sincere gesture she had ever shown the bullying pair. The next words out of her mouth caused a reaction on both sides; confusion for Diamond and Silver and shocked glee for the CMC. "You want to hear the new song I got yesterday?"
Now, Sweetie, Applebloom, and Scootaloo had known just what the purple filly was talking about, as she had begged them to listen to the song yesterday. If there was ever a tune to put these girls in their place, it was this one. The trio walked up behind their friend, the four of them now forming a solid line as they faced the two poser girls. Each of them wore a smile that meant nothing but trouble. Unsure of how to act, Diamond and Silver just stood where they were hoping that whatever they had planned would be something painless. And hopefully laughable.
Her horn glowed again, rolling the volume button on the small device until it was at the highest level. A hard core rock beat started to blast through the tiny speakers causing the others to wince, but Acrillica stood still. Then the lyrics began, and Diamond and Silver could do nothing but listen to them.
Sweetie Belle had whispered the words so low that they were almost unheard, but with as close as she appeared in front of the two girls, they could barely pick it up.
The screaming of Applebloom rang in the duo's ears like a sour bell. For once, her country twang couldn't be detected, but that didn't stop Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon from holding their ears in pain. The heavy guitar riffs continued to blare as the song went on.
The two girls preppy little jaws dropped, appalled at what they just heard. Obviously they had been hanging around with Acrillica too long if Scootaloo was picking up language like that. Or perhaps she had learned it from Rainbow Dash?
Ok, it was obvious that Sweetie had picked that up from Acrillica, because there was no way that Rarity would ever say such things. Diamond and Silver were now going past shocked and slipping into scared. No one had talked to them like that before, and it was beginning to make them nervous. They had started to slip away from the scene but they were stopped by Scootaloo again.
Hoping to escape the other way, the pink and grey pair turned to the path behind them. Unfortunately, they found it blocked with a smirking Applebloom, her amber eyes giving them a look of dark amusement.
Thoughts of fleeing were abandoned and the two had settled for crouching to the ground in terror. The rock music kept going and so did the Crusaders. Terrified eyes darted upward and were met with the sight of purple, black, and pink. Uh-oh.
Ok, now this was starting to get out of hand, and the usual bullies were getting tired of it. They started to their hooves and were prepared to unleash their wrath on the purple menace. Until they found themselves surrounded by yellow, white, orange, and purple; the CMC and their plus one were far from done with them.
"AAAHHH, alright, we get it! No more, no more please!" It was Silver who finally spoke as the song came to its end, her hooves over her ears and her eyes shut. Diamond was in the same position as both girls huddled together shivering. Small streaks of salt water began to pour from their eyes, smearing their make up along the way. Looking back and forth at each other, AB, Scoots, Sweetie, and Crill decided it was time to stop. The pink and black clothed unicorn decided that it was her time to step forward.
"So, you two done tryin' to be posers of a lifestyle that you have no idea about?" When met with quivering nods, the bespectacled pony gave a small smile before backing up. She was confident that these two wouldn't pull something like that again, and her reassuring smile gave the other girls that same feeling. Opening their eyes to see a small gap had opened; Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara took their chance and bolted from the suddenly intimidating circle. Probably to go clean their faces of the smeared make-up.
Needless to say, the Crusaders jaws had dropped to the floor in joy as they jumped and hoof bumped in joy. "Wow, how'd you know that that would work?" Scootaloo's wings buzzed in excitement as she jumped about, her friends nodding in kind. "Yeah, even if that song was kinda'... strange, it still did da trick." "Totally! I mean, I thought it was kind of creepy when I first heard it, but that was so much fun!" Applebloom and Sweetie Belle swished their tales back and forth as they faced their purple friend. Acrillica put her mp3 player and headphones back in her pocket before adjusting her glasses. "Well, you see girls, it's all about-" Before she could finish, the unicorn filly found her ear being grabbed by a somewhat miffed Ms. Cheerilee.
"Young lady, I surely hope that you have some sort of explanation for why Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara are in tears." And with that, Acrillica was dragged off to what was likely another detention. The CMC were left to stare off as their friend received her punishment for, what they believed, to be no reason. "Well girls," started Appleblom "time ta' assume the positions." And so they sat by the steps, patiently waiting until the school day was over and Acrillica could be free. Same ending with a different story, since it seemed that no matter what happened when it came to those two, they had a knack for losing. Well, school was fun with Acrillica, too bad she won't be back for a while.
Well, this is my first real songfic I guess. The song used is You'll Rebel to Anything by Mindless Self Indulgence. I don't own this, they do. Now, yes Acrillica is the same pony pictured as my ID. Why? Because it's me! Just to let you know, my cutie mark is different. I only have the one pictured because it was done with a generator. My actual mark is of a thin paint brush surrounded by magic stars and hearts. Well, if you have any suggestions for any songs and characters, please either PM me or review. Ok, now those of you that have read this before would probably know how the style should go. For those of you that haven't, read the update of my profile and play the song while you read this story. Thank you. Bye babies, mwah!