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Candy Dandy's sister, Bohemian Raspberry, was not having a good day. Despite the fact that her family life was wonderful and nurturing, outsiders often took her short haircut and off the wall ramblings as "weird" instead of her preferred descriptor, "creative." She'd gone down to the playground not too far from their house to play on the swings and pretend she was flying, but she'd managed to once again run into the neighborhood bullies.

These encounters never ended well. There's an old traditional belief about green-eyed redheads, and while Boho's hair was actually pink, it often held true. She was a scrapper when it came down to it. Right now, the tête a tête was in its early stages- the yelling stages, where she got to practice shouting words she'd picked up from Nine Inch Nails albums. But there were three of them and one of her and no way this was going to end well.

"Candy!" Boho shouted, glad for the backup. "These cretins said my chalk drawing was graffiti and then they SPLASHED it and now I'm doing what the papers call responding to critics but what I call telling a bunch of no-good buttheads that they've got the aesthetic sense of a blind bumblebee."

"So in other words," the strange filly said, "the freak's being a freak. Nothing new." Just then, the largest of the colts swiped a bunch of mud at the two sisters. The bulk of it hit Bohemian Raspberry square in the face, and for a horrible moment, it looked as though the little spitfire was going to actually cry. The others laughed with that high-pitched, shrill mocking laughter that only schoolyard bullies can pull off. Bohemian Raspberry was either going to break down or lash out, one of the two. It was one thing to pick on her, but trying to throw mud at her sister? That wasn't gonna fly. Nuh-huh. No way.

Boho's face twisted into a grim smile, like the kind that showed up on the action hero's face right before he went all Rambo on somebody's bottom. Mud dripped down from her curls. "Not. Yet!" she shouted, then launched herself at the big colt. "Nobody throws mud at my sister!" The colt was a good head taller than she was, and outweighed her by at least half- she'd always been kind of scrawny- but she was fighting for family here, and there was no way he was getting out of this without a black eye.

The strange filly shrieked as the other colt jumped into the fray, trying to pull the kicking, flailing earth filly off of his compatriot. Mud was getting flung everywhere, and it was a little difficult to see what was going on.

"Candy! Look out!" Boho called as she kicked and bucked at the non-sisterly bodies. She hadn't really planned on jumping into a fight, and hadn't exactly developed an exit strategy. Three on two was better than three on one, but it still wasn't quite balanced. But she was fighting for her sister now, and so when she brought her hoof into the colt's jaw and heard a crack, she followed through with the swing.

The bully didn't know what had hit him, other than the insane pink filly he'd been picking on earlier. All he knew was that he was in a lot of pain- and something felt funny in his mouth...

His TOOTH! She'd CHIPPED his TOOTH! As tough a front as he'd put on, he couldn't help himself- the tears came anyways.

As soon as he started crying, the fight dispersed. The colts ran off, the filly following them, turning back just for a moment to snarl "You'll regret this," at the sisters before following them. Boho knew that she was supposed to feel like apologizing- but she absolutely did not. Instead, she turned to her sister, concern in her eyes.

"You ok, Candy?" she said, looking her sister up and down for cuts and bruises. "We sure showed them whatfer!" She was a bit of a mess; there was a mean-looking shiner on her foreleg, and her hair was a disaster- but she was grinning. They'd won that fight, and they'd done it together.

Boho started to laugh as she bumped her sister's hoof back. "Dude, Mom and Dad are gonna kill us for this." Well, maybe not kill. At the best, chew them out. Boho could handle that, she'd been chewed out before- "But no worries; I'll take most of the heat. I mean, I'm the one who jumped in there. It was, after all, my fault. But it's nice to know that you've got my back, even when my temper gets the better of me. Now c'mon, let's go home and clean up a bit; I have a feeling it won't be so bad if we can get cleaned up and not track mud on the carpets."