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“Go fuck yourself!”
“Waahahahaha— OW what the FUCK??!? That’s not fair!”
“Heheh, see who gets the last laugh, now—oh motherfuckin’ son of a pear pie I’m gonna murder you!”
“Hahaha! You can try! I’ll live happily with your blood on my hands!”
The sounds of enraged hollering echoed from the college dorms’ common room.
“Isn’t that Applejack and Rainbow?” Fluttershy remarked, her brows creased with worry. “Are they okay?”
Twilight Sparkle gave her a strange look. Then she realised, “Oh, right, you just moved into the dorms."
"...And?"
"Yeah, they’re fine,” Twilight said, glancing back down at her book with the tired expression of someone who has witnessed nuclear wars. “They’re just playing Mario Kart.”
~~~
Deleleldeldlelelele! Dododoooodoodoo!
Cheery 16bit music blasted from the speakers, and yet it wasn’t loud enough to drown out the rainbow of expletives the two girls in the common room were currently hurling at the screen. Their backs were hunched over, feet propped up, their fingers blanched from three consecutive hours of console-smashing.
“Duaaaah!” On the screen, Baby Peach squeals as she’s slammed in the rear by a shell, sending her bike spinning off course. Her squeal matched by Rainbow Dash’s infuriated, much more expressive, “FUCK! DAMN IT ALL! I LITERALLY HATE YOU!”
Meanwhile, Applejack’s Mario moves suavely into the lead. She’s cross-legged on the crusty common room couch, smug smile across her freckled face. “Ya lose some, ya win some~” she singsongs.
“This is literally child abuse,” Rainbow says, fingers numb from bearing down on the controls. The lap’s about to finish soon. She banks hard left and pierces the question-mark dice. Deleleleledleleldlelele! Wehehe! In a flash, the banana peels icon appears in the corner.
“Banana peel! Banana peeel! Banana peel!” Rainbow yells as she tosses the peels.
“Uh, sugarcube, the banana peels only work for the cars behind you.”
“Fuck you!” Baby Peach hits a series of speed ramps and powers forward. Whehehe yayyy! The finish line is just up in front. “Gogogogogogogo—” She almost gets neck-and-neck with Mario. And then, at the last second, Mario throws a banana peel in her face. “Fuuuuuuuuu—”
Confetti showers across the screen, revealing the bright gold 1st on Applejack’s side, and the gloomy silver 2nd on Rainbow’s.
“Shit! This shit’s fucked!” Rainbow is so furious that she jumps up onto the couch, bouncing on the springs. “Arghhh!” Before she realises what she’s doing, she sees her console launched into the air. The console she’d just thrown. Magenta pupils shrink. “Shiiiiii—”
And then a hand snatches it out of the air.
Applejack holds two consoles in her hands. Still smiling, she flips them both in the air, catching them again. She gives her a green wink.
For a different reason from before, Rainbow Dash feels her face go hot.
~~~
“Mmh…”
It smells like sweat and deodorant. The couch, she means. The musk practically wafts up with every squeak of the springs below her back.
“Haah…”
At least, that’s before Applejack envelops her senses with another kiss. She’s so warm, probably from videogame adrenaline, and the kiss itself too is filled with a hungry heat. She tilts Rainbow’s head back over the arm of the couch and kisses her again, licking her way into her mouth.
Rainbow groans. “I’m going to kill you…” she mumbles against the other’s skin.
“What was that, sugarcube?”
“I said I’m gonna… mhmmm.” Applejack squeezes her waist, her other hand tangling in her hair. “That’s not fair!” she whines.
“Hmm… you don’t look like you want me to stop, though.”
“Dipshit,” Rainbow says, but her body decides to betray her at that very moment by shivering and arching up into Applejack’s touch. The girl between her knees smiles down at her. Fuck it. She grabs Applejack around her shoulders and drags her down, locking their lips together again.
Laughing breathily, Applejack licks the corner of Rainbow’s mouth. “You’re such a lovely reward, darling.”
~~~
“.......” Fluttershy pauses. “And what are they doing now?”
Twilight rolls her eyes. Then she says, “Come here and try on these headphones. Let’s watch a movie.”
“What are we watching?”
“Something long.”