>The school bell rings at the end of the day, and all the colts and fillies run out from the schoolhouse excitedly 
>Out walks a dejected AppleBloom, her blank flank having ruined her day yet again
>"Want some sweets? I've got some peppermint sticks. I made them myself!" said the ugly peppermint stick looking ass pony
>"Mm-mm."
>"They'll make you smi-i-le!" said the ugly pony with a nice big grin
>"No..."
>AppleBloom wished her ugly retarded schoolmate would just leave her alone or kill herself
>Meanwhile, the two bullies approach them 
>"I don't know why we had to sit through a lecture about getting a cutie mark. I mean, waiting for your cutie mark is sooo last week. You got yours; I just got mine. We all have them already. *gasp* I mean, almost all of us have them already." the little pink piggy pony says with a snooty side-eye to the poor barren flanked ponies
>"Don't worry, you two, you're still totally invited to my cute-ceañera this weekend." she says, still looking down at them
>The bullies circle around the pathetic, not-special blank flanks like hungry sharks
>"It's going to be amazing." says her hot grey pony friend
>"It's a party celebrating me and my fantastic cutie mark. How could it not be?"
>"Bump, bump, sugar lump rump!"
>"Gimme a break."
>"See you this weekend..."
>"*hahahahah!* Blank flanks! *hahahahaha!*"
>Miss Cheerilee steps in front of the bullies as they walk away, stopping them
>"Girls! That's no way to talk to your classmates! You're both getting detention, now!"
>"W-w-wha! D-detention?!? But I've never gotten detention before!" says Diamond Tiara
>Silver Spoon's face turns white with shock
>She remembered her last detention with Miss Cherilee...
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>Miss Cheerilee leads both the troublemakers back into the schoolhouse
>"Spoon, why were you so loud? We totally got caught because of you!"
>"..."
>Silver Spoon seems to have not heard her, wordlessly sitting back in her seat 
>"Ok, Miss Spoon. You already know what the punishment for bad little fillies is. Stand on your chair."
>Stupid piggy raises her hoof
>"Um Miss Cheerilee, we aren't allowed to-"
>"That will be enough attitude from you, Diamond Tiara! And you call me *mistress* when you're in detention, you naughty little filly!"
>"Yes, Mistress!"
>"And no more talking unless mistress told you to! Do you understand?"
>"Yes, Mistress!"
>"Good girl..."
>The room fills with silence, the only sound in the room being her friend climbing on top of her chair and Cheerilee getting something from the closet
>She can't believe her little pony eyes, but she sees her teacher pulling on some kind of rubber boots and holding a thin rubber spatula in her mouth?
>"Your little reign of terror on my students has gone on long enough, you two. I can tell your mothers haven't taught you any discipline at home, so I'll be expanding our curriculum starting now!"
>Silver Spoon's back tenses up suddenly when she hears the word discipline, and she shivers a little
>"Now, bend over on your desk and lift your tail. Diamond Tiara, you just sit there and watch. This is what happens to disobedient little fillies..."
>The pampered pink pony watches in horror as her teacher cocks her head back and swings the rubber apparatus towards Silver Spoon's little grey tooshie at full force, making a wicked cracking noise that bounces off the walls of the schoolhouse
>"AAAAH!"
>Miss Cheerilee looks very pleased with herself as she watches Diamond Tiara's expression go from shock to horror
>Her heart quickens when she notices a tear forming in her student's tightly shut eyes
>"Let's go over our lesson in class today again."
>She points to her cutie mark with the whip
>"The flowers on my cutie mark symbolize my hope that I could help my students bloom if I nurture them with knowledge."
>"The smiles represent the cheer I hope to bring my little ponies while they learn. And you two-"
>*WHAP*
>"OW!"
>"Aren't learning like good little happy ponies! You've been *whap!* naughty *whap!* little *whap!* fillies!"
>"Mistress will teach you to be *SMACK* smiling, *WHAP* cheerful, *SMACK* happy, *SMACK* ponies!"
>DT starts to tear up
>She knows that she's right
>She knows that she hasn't learned anything in class
>She knows she's not a happy little pony inside
>She knows that she's been a bad little filly
>She knows that she deserves *all* the punishment her mistress will give to her
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>"A pony's cutie mark appears when a pony finds that certain something which makes them special. And nothing can make it appear before it's time."
>"Just because the other students haven't found what makes them special yet doesn't make it right to make fun of them! *CRACK*"
>"Silver Spoon, say "I'm a naughty little filly, mistress...""
>"I'm a *whap* naughty *whap* little *whap* filly *whap* mistress. *CRACK*"
>"Say it again."
>"I'm a! *whap* naughty! *whap* little! *whap* filly! *whap* mistress! *CRACK*"
>"Say it!"
>"I'M *CRACK* A *WHAP* NAUGHTY *WHAP* LITTLE *CRACK* FILLY *WHAP* MISTRESS! *CRACK!*"
>"SAY IT!"
>"I'M! *SMACK* A! *SMACK* NAUGHTY! *CRACK* LITTLE! *WHAP* FILLY! *CRACK* MISTRESS! *CRACK*"
>"SAYIT!"
>"I'm! *SMACK* Ah! *SMACK* ah *CRACK* ah! *WHAP* agh! *CRACK* agh... *CRACK* *sniff...* *huk!* *sniff...*"
>"That's right... You are a naughty little filly..."
>Diamond Tiara could feel her ears ringing, and something else, something warm and tingly in her belly?
>"Now, let's see if YOU'VE learned today's lesson... Diamond Tiara, what do you call the little ponies in your class who haven't found their cutie mark yet?"
>"Bla-"
>She quickly covers her mouth with her hooves, but she was too late
>"Diamond Tiara! My little pony hasn't learned today's lesson, after all that extra instruction?!"
>Miss Cheerilee picks up Silver Spoon's head off of her desk with a hoof, licks up the tears off of her face lovingly, and spits them on Diamond Tiara's face
>"Aah! Ew!"
>"There, there, Miss Spoon. I know you've gotten enough discipline from mistress. You may sit down now."
>"T-t-tha... thank you, mistress..."
>Silver Spoon carefully lowers herself down onto the seat, still shaking and swollen from her beating
>She sits briefly, but jumps up from the pain
>"Let mistress help you sit..."
>Cheerilee firmly guides her down by her head until she stops jumping and squirming around and sits back in her chair
>"Ttt-th Ow! Thank y-you, m... mistress."
>"That's better. Miss Tiara! Who told you that you could wipe that off?!"
>"It was gross!"
>"What did I tell you about not talking unless I told you to? Bend over on your desk, NOW!"
>She quickly gets up onto her desk and lays down on it, but realizes something's not quite right
>More than just this whole situation
>Something feels odd... down there?
>"Now, raise your tail. Lift it, right now!"
>She raises her tail for her mistress, and it got cold all of a sudden?
>"Well, well, what's this?"