>You trudge down the hallways with your head hung low.
>Your hair covers your eyes as you pass many other fillies and colts as you head to the last place you'd ever want to be.
>Detention.
>You weren't the kind of pony that went there.
>They went there evil, and came back even worse than before.
>Passing many doorways, you pass by lots of fillies you know.
>As you walk down the wallways, you can see them whispering to each other about you.
>Well, you assumed it was about you.
>But it most likely was, since you dumped that large bucket of swamp water of Echo.
>Shuffling down the hallways, you see the room that is the bane to your very existance.
>Mr. Battington's room.
>He was the meanest teacher in the whole school.
>Now you had to spend an hour with him and Alukardian in detention.
>The very thought of it made you shudder.
>You approach the door slowly.
>Doesn't seem like anyp0ny was around.
>The door loomed over you.
>How could an ordinary door seem so big?
>You put your hoof on it and push, slowly swinging it open
>Sitting at a large desk at the front of the room was an old bat pony with grey hair, a dark coat, a mustache, and blue eyes.
>He looks at you like you're the scum of Equestria, but turns back to three boys sitting at desks.
>You pay no attention to them as you take a seat.
>This was either going to get you killed or bore you to death.
>Either way you'd be dead in the end.
>They would say "Aux is kill."
>Heh.
>You look towards Alukardian and his friends to see them staring back at you with devilish grins.
>You look back towards Mr. Battington as you hear him stand up.
>He moves slowly, and walks in front of his desk.
>His voice is hoarse, like he's never drank water in his life.
>"Let's take roll call to ensure everyone is here."
>He goes through Alukardian and all of his friends name, where he pauses on yours.
>"Aux Tism?"
>Mr. Battington raises his head to face you.
>"What are you doing in here Aux?"
>You glance over at Alukardian and his friends, knowing if you tell the truth, they'd pound you to a pulp.
"I-if it's all the same to you sir, I'd rather not say."
>Setting down his clip board on the table, you walks around his desk and sits back down.
>"That's fine with me, just don't cause any trouble."
>It's not you he should worry about.
>You glance over to the Alukardian and his friend who are messing around with a paper football.
>You shouldn't even be in here with them.
>The moonlight pours in through the blinds of the window, as you look towards them.
>That was one of the things that always bothered you.
>Not the moon, but the concept of you all going to school and staying up during the night, and sleeping during the day.
>Other ponies didn't do it.
>Heck, you'd never even met a pony that wasn't a bat pony.
>Hearing a chair move against the floor, you look up from your thoughts to see Mr. Battington standing up from his desk again.
>"I'm afraid I need to step out for a moment boys. I hope I can trust you all to not get into trouble while I'm gone?"
>Alukardian glances up at the teacher, to you, then back to his friends, an evil grin spreading across his lips.
>"You can trust us Mr. B."
>"Very well, I'll be back as soon as I can."
>With that, he was out the door, leaving you alone with the three evil teens.
>Maybe if you ignored them, they'd do the same.
>You thoughts however are proved wrong when you feel a hoof on your back.
>"Hey little buddy!"
>You look up to see them all leaning over your desk, staring straight at you with red piercing eyes.
>"Why's a little goody-two-shoes like you doing in here?"
>Turning away, you hop out of your desk.
"N-none of your business."
>You slowly ease your way around the room.
>They match each step you take with their own, slowly advancing towards you.
>"Nop0ny talks to me like that you little punk."
>Alukardian tries to grab you, but you leap back, out of his reach
>But instead of finding yourself out of harm's way, you instead are cornered against the wall near the windows.
>"We're gonna make you eat those words."
>Looking them over, there's no way to can fight them.
>You couldn't even fight a filly your age, but that's besides the point.
>There's only one thing you can do.
>Falling onto your knees, you look up and begin begging.
"Please don't hurt me Alukardian! I'll do anything!"
>Pausing for a minute, he looks back at his two friends, that same malicious smile spreading across his face.
>He lowers his head to your level, peering into your very essence.
>"Anything?"
>You swallow and look up at him.
>This was not going to end well.
>You open your mouth to speak, but feel something grab your foreleg.
>Alukardian and you look up the same time, only to be met by a pair of amber eyes staring at you.
>"Hey!"
>The red-eyed menace reaches for you, but you feel yourself lifted up by the hoof grabbing your leg, pulling you back out of the window.
>You fall flat in the dirt to see a small filly shutting the window above you.
>Dropping down next to your, she looks into your eyes.
>After a moment of looking at each other, a smile appears on her face as she jumps back and helps you off the ground.
>"Hey there!"
>You dust yourself off and look back up at her.
"H-hey..."
>Taking a closer look at her, you can see what she looks like in the clear moonlight.
>She had amber colored eyes, purple hair with a slight curl to it, her coat was a light grey, and she already had her cutie mark, witch appeared to be purple sparkles with music notes over them.
"Why did you help me?"
>Her smile doesn't faulter for one second as she points back up to the window above.
>"My daddy is a teacher and that's his room. I stay after school with him until he leaves for the day, and I was wandering around when I saw you in there. You looked to be in real trouble, so I thought I'd help you!"
>Wait...
"You're Mr. Battington's daughter!?"
>"Yep!
>How could someone like him have a daughter like this.
>"Oh, I almost forgot! My name's Amber, what's yours?"
>Pausing for a second, you look at her.
>Was she really being nice to you?
>Nop0ny was ever nice to you.
"M-my name is Aux Tism."
>"That's a funny name!"
"Yeah, most ponies think that way too..."
>Her smile fades for a second, but returns just as quickly as it vanished.
>"Well don't worry about them! I like it!"
>Wow, she actually being nice to you.
>Maybe she might like you?
>"Come on, let's go to my house!"
>You step back out of shock.
"Your house?"
>"Of course silly! Best friends always hang out each other's houses!"
"But what about my detention?"
>"Oh, don't worry about that! I'll have my daddy take care it!"
>She motions you to follow her as she trots off towards her house.
>A friend?
>Better yet, a best friend?
>That's right, things were turning around.
>Everything is going to be just fine.