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Early Morning

Friday is the first day of Spring Break.

For the next three days, I have midterm exams, two per day.

After School

Today's exams were brutal...

After school, I take a peek into the Music Club room, even though I didn't bring my guitar today. As expected, it's a dead zone...

I decide to go back to the dorm to study for tomorrow's exams.

When I arrive, I find Luna, Shining Armor, and Fluttershy working on setting up new security cameras outside the dorm. "Uhh..."

"Oh, hey Flash," Shining Armor says. "Can you give us a hand here?"

"Sure," I say. "The cameras are a good idea, but...why now?"

"It was my idea," Fluttershy says softly. "Umm...after I heard about...what happened to you...I got worried about what could happen while we're all away..." She digs at the ground with a toe. "I mean, a lot of our important stuff is here at the dorm, and..."

"Fluttershy came to me this morning," Luna says. "She voiced her concerns, and I happen to agree. This dorm must remain protected while it's vacant."

Fluttershy meets my eyes, and I remember that night she came into my room as "Eris". Sunset Shimmer...would she really burn down the dorm while we're all away?

...of course she would.

"And...I'm not goin' with you guys to Haytona," Shining Armor says.

"You're not?" I ask.

He shakes his head. "Even with all this, I'd feel better if somebody were here to watch the dorm, and...well..." He shrugs. "Honestly? I'm not a big fan of the beach. I hate sand. It's coarse and it gets in everywhere." He grimaces. "Especially if you're on the beach with Cadance and she—" He blinks, then clears his throat.

Luna smirks at him. Fluttershy blushes.

I get a brief, horrible mental image of all the places sand can get into if you're having sex on the beach. I cringe.

Working together, we manage to finish setting up most of the cameras by dinnertime. "I'll finish up tomorrow since I won't be heading into work," Shining Armor says. "I've got the new security system to install too."

We all head inside to get cleaned up. Cadance and Shining Armor join us for dinner.

Evening

Dinner conversation is split between complaining about exams and excitement over Spring Break.

After dinner, I go up to my room to study. I'm deep into the material I expect to find on tomorrow's morning exam when there's a knock at the door. "Can I come in?"

It's Shining Armor.

"Sure."

Shining Armor walks in and closes the door behind him. He sits down on the bed, wringing his hands in his lap. "Look..." He sighs. "Cadance has told me all about everything going on with that girl Sunset Shimmer...doing what she did to you, and how she's been jerking you all around, and that stupid pregnancy hoax." He looks at me. "I gotta tell you, I nearly freaked out when I saw that on Canterbook, but Cadance explained the whole thing to me right away, and..." He runs a hand through his hair. "I just wanna say...the whole thing sucks ass, dude."

"Yeah, it does."

Shining Armor frowns. "I kinda get why you didn't report it, too," he says. "I mean, I think I do. Is it because you were embarrassed that a girl did that to you, or because...well..." He pauses, then in a quiet, fretful voice, he adds, "I'll be honest...if I woke up with a girl that looks like THAT on top of me, doing that to me? Well..." He ducks his head. "I gotta admit, I'd—"

"I did," I admit. "Until I realized who it was. Then I got mad. And sick. She's pretty much the one person in the world I really hate. I mean, there's people I don't like, but nobody I hate the way I hate Sunset Shimmer."

"Can't say I blame you," Shining Armor says. "It sounds to me like she's a total psycho."

"You don't know the half of it," I say. "I'm glad we're all getting away from Canterlot soon. I need a break from this shit, Twilight damn sure needs a break from it..."

"Yeah." Shining Armor twiddles his thumbs for a minute. "Listen, Flash...there's something else I wanted to talk to you about."

"If it's about Twilight or Pinkie or what the three of us do together—"

"No, it's not...that," Shining Armor says, a sickly tinge in his cheeks. "Although I really do hope you're all being careful, but...no." He looks up. "Actually, it's about Cadance."

"Oh?"

Shining Armor sighs. "You know about how much she enjoys...and the problems we were having...and that she's still seeing her therapist once a week..."

"Yeah..."

"Well, the thing is..." Shining Armor hangs his head. "I'm a little worried about what might happen on this trip."

"You think she'll cheat on you?" I ask.

He shrugs. "I don't know if she even can go a week without sex, honestly. I mean, I've spoken to her therapist, and she basically told me that the best way to keep Cadance happy is, well..."

"I get the idea."

"I'm just...worried that she'll...well...run wild," Shining Armor admits. "Even with the therapy going as well as it is, Cadance is...well...Cadance."

I frown. "You should really trust your wife more than that."

"I do trust her!" Shining Armor says hastily. "I trust her to always love me. I trust her to come home to me and be happy to see me. I trust her to not do anything to hurt our family." He shrugs. "I just don't trust her not to screw some random dude in Haytona. Or two. I mean, she is who she is. I love her, I always will, and I know she's trying to rein herself in, but...it's Haytona. Spring Break. You know what I mean?"

I sigh. "Yeah." After all, I'm pretty sure me, Twilight, and Pinkie will be doing a lot of that...

"Can you just...I dunno...try to look out for her, make sure she behaves herself? I'm asking you because...I don't feel comfortable talking to Twiley about this."

I nod. "Okay. I'll do my best."

"Thanks," Shining Armor says. "And..." He pauses. "If she's determined to go wild...just...do whatever you have to."

He stands up. "Looks like you were busy studying...sorry I interrupted. See you later." He leaves, closing the door behind him.

I study until I'm too tired to see straight, then head for bed.