Circuit blushed somewhat. "I never thought you'd actually do it," he said sheepishly. "Me neither, actually," said Pinkie cheerfully. Rainbow Dash pondered what had just happened. For some reason, it felt... right. However, this line of thought was interrupted by the door opening. "I wonder who that could be," said Pinkie Pie excitedly.
Pinkie went to open the door, showing the one that the others had been waiting for. Crimson went into the room, seeing the others and holding a stack of stuff with one hand. "Hey guys, sorry I'm late. Got pizza!"
"Oh! It's okay, Crim, you're just in time for Spin the Bottle!" said Pinkie happily as she sat back down with the others. "Speaking of which, it's your turn, Rainbow Dash!" "Okay..." she said with a nervous smile as she gave the bottle a spin. "Ooh!" said Pinkie, "My choice! Okay, uh, truth! I've got nothing to hide!" "Alright," said Rainbow Dash with a sly grin. "How do you truly feel about Crimson?"
Pinkie completely froze in place with those words. She could have quite easily expressed her feelings to the rest of them, had it not been for Crimson also being in the exact same room with them. Her pupil's shrunk to the size of a pea almost in terror, as the color drained from her skin. She was almost paralyzed from fear over such a small thing. Crimson sat down nearby Fluttershy, curiously looking at her. "P~pardon me?" Pinkie blushed. "You've heard me." Rainbow said with a smug grin. "Everyone knows how you've been looking at Crimson, and talking about him. Half the year level knows about it. I mean, it's super obvious" Rarity giggled at Rainbow's words. "We've known allllll about how you tend to look at his bo-" "HEY!" Pinkie suddenly stammered, to which the purple haired fashionista giggled. She was starting to sweat profusely now, like Circuit was a moment ago. Crimson looked curiously at the pink haired girl. The boy had a feeling that this girl happened to like him, but to what extent was known, as he wasn't around to listen in to such topics. "Alright! I like Crimson! I like him alot!" Pinkie suddenly confessed. "I've liked him since we first met! He's been on my mind almost everyday! He's....." Pinkie continued before noticing Crimson's expression of surprise, which was also mixed in with embarrassment and a blush. "Oh...." An embarrassed Pinkie Pie said. "Sorry~" "Its.....okay Pinkie~" Crimson said sheepishly, scratching the back of his head awkwardly, almost not expecting such an answer from her.
Several hours later 10:51pm The rest of the sleepover was as fun as the rest of the students had expected it to be. Delicious food, great music and excellent entertainment was just as good as expected from Pinkie Pie, who had set up her games console up onto the living room. As the hours past, the moon was well and truly in the sky. A crescent orb that lit the nighttime atmosphere among the streetlights. As the others had fun, Crimson's phone vibrated in his pocket. Upon checking it, he sighed deeply. "I need to head off guys." Crimson said sadly. "I just got a message from mum." Some of the girls sounded disappointed, but understood the very close relationship Crimson had with his mother. If she wanted him home, it must have been something important. The girls waved goodbye, although Pinkie got up and escorted him towards the door privately and closed the door outside. A curious Rainbow sneaked over to the window and peaked at the front door, seeing Crimson and Pinkie happily talking before seeing something incredible. Pinkie suddenly wrapped her arms around Crimson, surprising him before planting something on his lips passionately. "Guys! Crimson and Pinkie just had their first kiss!" Rainbow chuckled.
Crimson and Pinkie looked towards the window. "Hey..." Crimson giggled. "Did you think they seen us?" "Nope!" Pinkie burst into laughter, knowing that at least one of them must have noticed. Soon, Crimson and Pinkie broke their hug apart. Crimson smiled at the girl who he just had his first kiss with, believing he was never gonna get that chance with someone. He had goosebumps all across his body and the goofiest smile on his face. "I'll catch you later Pinkie!" "Wait!" Pinkie said almost concerned. "Don't you want a lift home?" Crimson waved it off. "No need Pinkie! I live maybe a few streets away. I'll be fine" "Catch you later, alligator!" Pinkie giggled before watching the boy she had been merely daydreaming for the past month walk along the sidewalk home. She had the brightest blush on her face and a smile that can melt ice. She felt on top of the world right now~ ------------------------------------------------------ Spoiler: Music for scene The moon was well and truly out in the sky tonight, hanging overhead of the dimly lit streetlights of suburbia. Just outside, while Crimson was walking home. Despite living a few blocks away, he needed to check the time on his phone to ensure that he was home before midnight. He would have loved to have spent the night at Pinkie’s with his friends, although his mother had other plans. He didn’t know why he would want him home, but that didn’t really bother him. Although the streets were quiet at this time of night, he almost found the atmosphere more calming then walking home. He was practically raised in the brutal streets of Sunshine Valley, the harsh Australian heat and the torrential rain that momentarily gave a break to the violence of the world beneath him. He made it perhaps another half an hours walk until he noticed something occurring, a dry whimper and the sound of laughter. He stopped to find something in the alley-way, which in the distance was a group of hooded thugs and a young girl that could been his age. He couldn’t make out what they are talking about, but judging from the sounds from the woman’s distraught state, it wasn’t happiness. Then he noticed something in one of the thief’s hands. A switchblade. This wasn’t a coincidence. This was an attack. An attack on a harmless girl. Crim sighed deeply before walking into the alleyway, moonlight beaming onto him as his shadows started to envelop the walls. Rats quickly darted away from the two of them as an awful stench reached his nose. At the end of the alley was a lonely locked door, surrounded by two brick buildings and dumpsters. He counted easily four men, looking like they are eighteen years old, more or less. "HEY! What the hell are you doing here?!" The first thug said to the approaching teen. Crimson didn’t give the guy a single ounce of attention, merely continuing to walk towards them and the injured girl. “You lot must have plenty of nerve to be out on the streets at this time, gentlemen” Crimson told them calmly. “And assaulting a helpless girl….I wonder what your parents would think of you?” “Well…if it isn’t Kangaroo Jack!?” One of the thugs said mockingly to Crimson. “You didn’t understand our message. Get. Lost!” Crimson chuckled and shook his head. “That’s not going to happen, fellas.” The girl looked at him sadly, bleeding profusely from her mouth before, almost on cue, multiple footsteps sounded right behind them. He turned around to count almost twenty people. Several of them wearing leather jackets, each with some sort of weapon in their hands. Couple of wooden bats, a chain, some butterfly knives. And they surrounded Crimson from all sides. “We hoped you’d say that…” The thug said smugly. “You shouldn’t interfere with the people that run this area. We’re the Pink Cloud, and we are going to make you’re going to remember that name…” For Crimson, this was almost normal for him. Most thugs back home usually had a very similar sort of weaponry. Since firearms were highly restricted back in Australia, most criminals relied heavily on melee or bladed weaponry. Due to the frequency of attacks against him, the majority of them being innocent, Crimson quickly learned how to defend himself when times were tough, ever since his first attack when his life started to spiral out of control since he was ten. And for someone his age, he was quite menacing given the intentions… He thought that he left this life behind him, but it seemed that nothing ever changed. He turned to face the large gang of armed thugs, suddenly stretching his arms outwards before cracking both of the fingers of his hands and his neck. “Alright….” Crimson said before pointing towards the entire group. “Show me what your got..."
---- The next morning... Circuit woke up slowly to the sound of the morning news blaring through the television, as the girls were already awake. "...over twenty members of the local Pink Cloud crime syndicate have been found with severe injuries in the alleyway near 42nd and Main St. last night. According to police, there were no witnesses on the scene, and all signs point to a lone attacker. Whether a rival gang is involved is currently unknown..."
"Although locals are praising the actions of this lone attacker, the local gang has been taken custody after a violent attack occurring before midnight near 42nd and Main St. last night" The reporter spoke. "A 16 year old woman from Canterlot East had been rescued after the complete destruction of the Pink Cloud, a street gang made up of disadvantaged youth. Police are praising the actions of this mysterious hero, having accomplished what the police forces have struggled to maintain for years. The mother of a gang member speaks out..."
Pinkie Pie checked her phone, still half asleep and dressed in her PJ's . "I didn't get a messaged by Crimson last night. He must have made it home safely"
Crimson was fast asleep in his bed. He wasn't surprised that something like this has happened, especially since the incident involving the Pink Cloud gang managed to go viral. His clothes were not in a good shape either, managing to rip his favorite T-shirt that was now covered in blood. At least he can sleep peacefully knowing he saved someone's life. He'd been sleeping for at least eight hours when his phone went off, waking him up...
"Hello, Crim? You okay?" asked Pinkie Pie frantically. Crim didn't really want to worry Pinkie, nor did he need the stress of the others knowing about what happened to him. "Yeah, I'm fine," he lied.
"Oh, that's a relief!" Pinkie sighed a breath. "I heard something about an attack last night. I got worried because nothing like that's ever happened in Canterlot!" "Really?" Crimson sounded puzzled. "Well...stuff like that used to happen last night" "Yeah! Some guy wiped out the Pink Cloud!" Pinkie said amazed. "Those meanies have been giving everyone trouble for ages! They cornered me and Limestone once" "Well....you don't need to worry about them anymore" Crimson said reassuringly, not showing a hint of suspicion.
Crimson took a sigh of relief behind the phone. "Talk later Pinkie~" he said before hanging up, thankfully dodging one hell of a bullet. His mother didn't even know, hopefully it stayed that way...
