"I prefer the term, "enlightened".">"Enlightened?"
"It means-">"I know what it means. Anyway, this will never work.">Twilight rapped her fingers smartly on the folder containing all the data, all her calculation, her theories. Everything.>All pointing to one solution.
"I've been making this for a week straight. I ran the numbers.">"No wonder you smell.">Twilight blushed furiously and inconspicuously sniffed her sleeve, and gagged.>"Anyway, how is pretending to be my girlfriend supposed to help, at ALL?"
"Think about it like this, the rumor mill ignores everything we're saying, right? So we need something that'll undoubtedly break through the school's embargo on information.">"And... This will help that?"
"Of course. Why would I... Go out... With my abuser?">Twilight couldn't help the blush that fought it's way up her face.>This plan was the best option- and totally had nothing to do with the fact that Rainbow, shirtless, was still imprinted in her mind.>None at all.>"Fine. Let's say this works, how long do we stay together? Frankly, I can't stand being in this room with you. Mostly because you smell.">Twilight glared at Rainbow.
"It's not a picnic for me, either. But I'd rather put up with your pigheaded brutishness, but I'd do anything to stop the rape hentai of us that those weird kids draw.">"Rape... Hentai...?"
"Don't ask. Anyway, I didn't hear a rejection on account of my gender.">Rainbow snorted.>"I'm gay. Whoopty doo, you figured out my big secret. You wouldn't understand.">Twilight looked away, unable to meet Rainbow's widening eyes.>"You mean you're a faggot too?"
"W-well, science is my lady...">Rainbow threw her head back as she exploded into laughter.>"That's rich. The sweet, innocent, virgin nerdy girl is actually a dyke trapped in the closet.">She looked around.>"Literally.">Rainbow bent forward, so she was as close as she could be, seated across the desk from Twilight as she was.