January Embers (Non Canon)

Quail Song struggled to not nod off as she sat at her desk listening to another one of Ms. Porcelain's boring lectures. Luckily, she was rescued by the Lunch Bell.

"Ah, Class Dismissed! Remember who your partner is for the project!" Quail Song sighed heavily as she remembered that she would be having another History project. And she was partnered with the popular girl in school. She was pretty sure that the mare's name was Honey Bunch, but she couldn't fully remember.

"Hey, Quail Thong!" A black pegasus approached Quail Song as she began walking down the hallway.

"Oh.. hey Onyx." Quail Song cringed from the nickname. She had repeatedly asked him not to call her that.. now she just didn't bother.

"Where you goin' for lunch, babe?" The two walked out the front door of Canterlot High.

"Oh, y'know.. I just brought a daisy sandwich. I'm not going anywhere." Onyx chuckled.

"You eat those like every day. Just because you're poor doesn't mean you need to let everyone know it. It's bad for my reputation, babe."

"They're my favorite thing to eat for lunch.. I'd still eat them if I had a million bits!" Quail Song forced a laugh. She had gotten good at that.

"Typical. Hey, you wanna know my favorite thing to eat?" Quail Song and Onyx were now on the side of the school. She had begun to open her brown paper bag.

"Oh, yeah?" Quail Song felt a hoof lift her chin up, and she was now face to face with Onyx. He looked confident, like he always did. Quail Song dropped her bag in surprise. She didn't like being touched, which he of course knew. Quail Song pinned her ears back.

"I'm not really in the mood to make-out or whatever right now, Onyx. I've got a lot of shit on my mind." Onyx scowled.

"Since when do you get the say in this relationship? Remember what you owe me." Quail Song closed her eyes. She did remember; of course she did. These stallions were beating me to a pulp just because I cant fly. Then Onyx. he's a quarterback on the buckball team y'know, he told them off. Now I'm his little toy that he gets to put his face on like a pacifier. That was months ago, though. Cant he just let it go?

"Onyx, I said no! C'mon, just let me enjoy my lunch for one day without trying to touch me! Please!" Quail Song pushed the stallion back. Onyx stood up tall.

"This is why no one likes you, Quail Thong! God, you cant fly so what else are you good for?"

"I-I'm a person too, Onyx! Just because I cant fly doesn't mean anything; you know those wormholes were unpredictable!"

"Yeah, well none of us fell into one like your dumb ass." A new voice appeared as a group of other buckball members began to approach the two. Yellowthorn was the one that spoke.

"Ah, you're right on time boys. I knew her mouth was starting to get a little too smart. Now, are you gonna let me kiss you or are we gonna have problems?"

Quail Song gulped. What do I do?

"L-Leave me alone, Onyx Twister."

"Oooh, she full named you. You're in trouble young man!" Onyx and the buckballers began laughing hysterically at Yellowthorn's snarky comment. Quail Song took this as her chance to run. She sprinted as fast as she could, trying to use her wing for momentum. But almost nothing can beat a flying pegasus. Especially not a track pony like Onyx's best buddy, River Doe. She pounced on Quail Song, pushing her to the ground.

"Nothing slower than a flightless pony." She taunted, Onyx walking slowly up to the pair.

"Wouldn't it be so hot if you two made-out right now?" River scoffed, punching Onyx in the shoulder playfully.

"I think I'll let you take that honor, dude. You know I dont swing that way."

"Pff, anyone who does is fucked in the head. Hey, babe, I bet you swing a lot dont chyah'. Huh? Answer me!" Quail Song gasped as Onyx kicked her in the side.

"N-no! No, I dont! I-I love you.. honey!" She shut her eyes tight.

"Babe, why are you lying to me? You know I hate liars, babe." He lifted Quail Song's chin up again. "Open your eyes."

Quailsong opened her eyes slowly. As she did, Onyx spat in her face.

"It's been a while since you've had one of these, Thong. I think I'll enjoy it." Onyx gave his crew a nod. All of the stallions, along with River Doe, began to kick the shit out of Quail Song.

(Update 10/08/23)

Quail Song winced with every her blow to her body. It seemed to go on for hours. The kicking came to a sudden stop, and Quail Song could faintly hear the five minute warning bell that lunch is about to end.

"Fuck, we were just getting started. I cant get another Saturday school man; gotta get outta this damn place eventually. Come on guys, lets go." Onyx and his crew began to walk away, but before they did he reached down and yanked off the tight bandages around her injured wing.

Quail Song blinked her eyes open slowly as their hoofsteps faded away. She sat herself up slowly.

"F-Fuck." Painfully standing up, Quail Song began to limp towards a more hidden part of the school. No one goes there; not even Onyx and his goons. She opened the door to an abandoned greenhouse.

Now, I know what you might be thinking. Trust me, she's not homeless.. she just wishes she were.