Rainbow stopped Rian outside the school, "Hey, what's up? You've been ignoring me ever since Monday."
"What's up with me?" he asked in his normal voice, not trying to sound the slightest bit of anger, "We couldn't hang out all last weekend, not to mention you and the rest of your group got drunk at your party."
"I had soccer practice; and what do you mean we got drunk?"
"Twilight spiked the punch not knowing it was alcohol."
"How do you know if everyone else drank it and forgot it?"
"I didn't drink the punch. Besides, who knows what could have happened last night."
"What are you talking about, you didn't forget it."
"No, but I wasn't there either. I wasn't gonna play some 'spin the bottle' crap," a hint of anger showed on his last sentence.
"I don't remember anything about that."
"How do you think I found out the punch was spiked? Twilight showed the bottle to us and I smelled alcohol in it."
"I wouldn't cheat on you and you know it."
"But when you're drunk, you don't know what you're doing. For all I know, you could have done more than just kiss."
"Rian I-"
"Save it. I'm not one for getting angry easily, so I'm gonna go." Rian quickly walked into school before Rainbow could catch him again, forgetting they're in the same class.
Sitting down in his seat, he began to pull out a book, "Hello," he heard.
He glanced back, not remembering seeing the brown-haired blue tip girl sitting in the seat before he sat down. "Hey."
"You're not even the least bit scared?"
"No."
She slumped back, "Pranking you is no fun."
"People don't generally try to prank me, considering how I couldn't really care less about that."
"Well you tried to prank me, even though it wasn't a prank."
He looked back, "When was that?"
"You know, on Monday, with the shadows? Speaking of those shadows, do you have any of your stories I could read?"
"Now?"
"Yeah, sure."
Rian reached into his backpack, taking out a blue spiral notebook. "Here," he handed her the book.
"Thanks." Phoenix wasn't no time to start reading.
Rian did almost the same thing, writing more of the story he already had started.
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"Alright so, let me get this straight," said Applejack, "You're saying that Rian isn't talking to you anymore so you think he is seeing somebody else?"
"I just told you that like, a thousand times!" said the angered Rainbow.
"So... no?"
"Ugh! Yes! Exactly what I've been saying! I want you to find out if he is dating somebody else."
"What's the problem with that? You seem to have neglected him a bit."
"Oh my- I had soccer practice for Pete's sake! Why can't anyone understand that! Just find out if he is or not will you!"
"Geez, you don't have to bee so bossy."
Rainbow looked down and face-palmed, "I'm gonna hurt you."
Applejack chuckled with a, "Whatever." She walked off over to Rian's house.
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As quick as the knock on his door was, just as fast as it opened. Applejack spoke up, "Hey Ri-" she stopped herself short, seeing who the opener was.
"Oh, hi, Applejack," said Phoenix.
"Um, I don't mean to be rude or anythin' but how do ya know my name?"
"We're in the same class."
"Anyway, have you seen Rian? I have a question to ask?"
Phoenix turned her head to the inside, saying, "He's uh, he's kinda busy right now."
"Doing what?"
"Well, it is dinner time."
"And you're gonna be eating with him?"
"I kinda invited myself," she shrugged.
"Well uh-"
"Don't worry, he's fine with it."
"I wasn't, gonna ask that... I'll just be going."
"If you want, I can tell him to talk to you later."
"Nah, it's good. I got what I need."
"O...kay...?"
Phoenix saw Applejack off, then walked back inside. She stepped into the kitchen, "So, what's for dinner?"
"Food," responded Rian.
"That's a bit vague don't you think?"
"I'm always vague when I want to be."
"Anyway, won't it be easier to use a spell to make food?"
"That's not how spells work. Besides, I try not to rely on spells too much, since not everyone can perform them. Normal people don't really like having magic performed in the public."
"Ah... That's really smart."
"I've been told that a lot."
"Have you been told this a lot?" she said before mumbling something.
"What was that?" Rian spoke, looking towards her.
"I said, you look cute when you're cooking."
Rian blushed, he couldn't remember a time when anyone he dated, which was one other person, called him cute; so this caught him off guard.
She took advantage with this by saying, "You looked cute while you're blushing as well."
"I'm not blushing," he said, knowing full and well he was.
She lightly giggled, "Yeah, you are."
He touched his cheek, "Nope."
"Let me help you with-" reaching over to kiss him, Phoenix accidentally hit his arm. The pan of oil grease landing on his pants.
"Shit!" he subconsciously screamed.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. Let me help."
"I-I'm good," the oil started seeping through, burning more.
"No, that must hurt. Please let me help." Phoenix reached to take off his pants.
Just after she reached his waistline, they both began to blush, realizing the position. Rian quickly said, "I'm gonna go change." He moved her hands off him while walking to his room. Phoenix started cleaning up the oil.
Rian closed the door behind him and locked it, changing his pants and boxers. "Jesus, Christ that hurt."
After, he walked out of his room to see Phoenix finishing up. Both of their blushes still clearly visible. "So," Rian said, her head turning towards him, "back to dinner."
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The two of them were cleaning up dinner, both trying their best not to talk about the incident before it.
Once the final dish was placed away, Phoenix spoke, "I feel really sorry that I did that to you."
Rian looked back at her, "Are we still on this?" he tried his best to laugh it off; but failed from trying to hard.
"Yes, we are. I just don't want you hating me for spilling the grease on you."
"I don't hate you, Phoenix," Rian said, turning our to face her, "It was an accident. No harm done," he spoke, remembering the slight pain in between his legs.
"I know, I know. I just, don't think that you accepting my apology is good enough. I want to make it up to you somehow, but I don't know how."
He walked up to her, moving some of her brown hair out of her aqua-blue eyes; lightly kissing her. He said, "Just be you, and you'll make it up to me in no time, okay?"
She smiled with a slight blush. Nodding, "Okay."
"Good. Now wash up, we're gonna go out." He walked away, going to clean up himself.
Stopping him in his tracks, she said, "Go out where?"
"No clue, just a walk for now."
After several minutes, they began to walk around the neighborhood. Some unknown figure was tailing them.
Walking around finishing his laugh, Rian took a quick look behind him unconsciously and saw somebody. He stopped Phoenix, "Huh, what's wrong?"
"Who's there," he said to the shadows.
The tailer stepped out. "So this is who you're ignoring me for," said Rainbow.
"I wasn't ignoring you."
"Yes you were."
"Well it's only because you ignored me first. You were busy for a whole weekend, didn't even send me a text."
Phoenix realized that Rainbow must be his ex, judging by the conversation.
"Are you still on about that?" she asked, "I told you, I had soccer practice."
"Yeah, but I doubt soccer practice lasts for 48 hours straight."
"Whatever. That still doesn't give you the right to outright ignore me!"
"Uh, yeah, it kinda does. Just because I've been ignoring you for what, 4 days, you're gonna yell at me about it. When you complain about me that it's because you were busy for a weekend. That's a little hypocrite don't you think?"
"What do you know about hypocrite, you don't even know the beginning of the word!"
"What are you doing talking down on me about school when you're flunking all your classes!"
This ticked Rainbow off. She lifted up her hand, shooting a quick fireball at Rian. Missing, it hit Phoenix, knocking her back a few feet. Rian ran over to her, "Phoenix, are you alright?"
Rainbow called out to him, "I bet you would never have ran to me like that!"
Phoenix hadn't responded, but Rian knew she had a pulse. She's only knocked out he thought, thankfully. He stood up, his head tilted down slightly, his face covered by his blonde-black hair. "I would have, but not anymore..."
"Look at me when you're speaking!" she shot another fireball, this one hitting his arm. His foot stepping back from the impact.
He grabbed the flame as it died down quickly. Rainbow eyes slightly grew as she threw another, Rian held up his hand, the fire stopping right in front of it. He slowly closed his hand as the fire disappeared.
Using his shadow spell in the dark, she had asked, "Where the hell did you go?"
From behind, she felt a fireball attack her. Rainbow hit the ground with a thud. Her feet started going under ice, followed by her legs. Rian walked up with his hand pointing at her.
"S-Stop! I can't feel my legs!" she screamed.
"Let me thaw them for you..." he responded in a monotone voice. A bigger fireball hit her legs, leaving first degree burns.
"Ow! What the hell are you doing?!"
The flames slowly died down. Rian had his palm facing Rainbow's face. As he slowly closed it, her consciousness fell with it. He bent over her, waving his hand slowly in front of her face, placing the memory of this night from her consciousness to her unconsciousness. She'll remember it, only as a dream he thought to himself.
He walked over to the still passed out Phoenix, carrying her back home.