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!53BKYS8dZU 02/26/11(Sat)00:03 No.23816026>>23815980 ----------------------- “Reform School Fillies,” she read. “Well, that explains it – it must be a school drama of some sort. Sounds GHASTLY.” She spun the book around and read the blurb: “There’s no stricter school in all of Equestria than Principal Majesty’s Reform School for Delinquent Fillies. There, drop-outs and deviates …” Twilight arched her eyebrows. “Hmm… from other schools are sent to learn the three Rs: Reformation, Ravishment and the Rod.” What a strange-sounding book! But she decided to give Rose Papillonne a chance. “I’ll read a couple of pages,” she thought. “And if it’s as bad as it sounds, I’ll just give it back to Rarity.” She chose a page from near the beginning of the book and started to read. Glenda’s claws dug deep into Firefly’s foreleg, and she threw the Pegasus filly against her locker with a crash... “Listen, Dweeb,” the griffon snarled, “If I catch you kissing that little party-bitch Surprise again, I’ll tear your tongue out – you’re MY girl, understand!” Firefly stood her ground and stared the furious griffon down. A thin line of blood was trickling down her hoof, but the pain just made her even more determined. “Forget it, Glenda,” she replied with a smile, “We’re through. Surprise is my girl now. You’re history – ANCIENT history!” |