I'm sorry it's been so long since I put out another chapter. I just figured that since this would be the last for the story, I wanted it to be done right. I've had several ideas running through my head for the past few days but had some trouble coming up with which one to use, but here it is, the final chapter. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I do.

-The End-

The tension around the school had slowly been building for a while now. I suppose you could say that this mess had been stewing since even before the dance. Those few days leading up to it seemed uneventful as you look back on what had happened in the recent times, but if you really think, you can really see that even the smallest events back then sent a ripple through time to influence what has been happening since then. Many have made an analogy to the flap of a butterfly's wings changing the outcome of everything in the world, but in real life, there has to be a trigger bigger than that to change so much.

Something like hiding in a bush to avoid your crush seeing you, or beneath the bleachers during an early morning soccer practice, or maybe, for the more outgoing, agreeing to let a girl dress you up in a dress, hidden away from the rest of the school in a storage room. Maybe even having a crush on someone can drastically change the events of your life, especially if that crush were to do something that drastically harmed your feelings for him or her. Like a stack of dominos, one little push can upset the rest of the world's neat layout of cause and effect and send it into a spiral of bigger and bigger events, one domino setting off another, and another, and another, until you don't actually know which was the first event that knocked over the first domino.

But once everything was over, you can finally see the big picture of how it all works together, you can see the first domino, or where the wrong turns were, the missing pieces of the puzzle that all fit so neatly now that you think of it. And this story isn't any different.

The girls were sitting at their lunch table, obviously, they were eating lunch. The sunlight shone through the high vaulted window at the back of the room, lighting up the small particles of dust which lazily drifted through the air. Rainbow Dash had her injured leg propped up on a pillow Flutter Shy had brought which was now situated atop the chair next to Apple Jack. Rarity was now much more relaxed that Snips had been apprehended and promised to leave her alone from now on. She must have had a very powerful discussion with him about what was going on. Twilight and Pinkie Pie were each talking to the group, sharing a story about something that they did over the weekend, just the two of them.

Now that the six of them were three pairs, they inevitably were spending less time with the group as a whole, but not too much. They were still absolutely the closest of friends, and, looking at the statistics; it turned out that the time they spent away from the group before the dance was much lonelier than now that each of them had a significant other.

Unfortunately, the peace that their group felt couldn't be spread across the rest of the school. In fact, quite the opposite seemed true. After Snips had been talked to, it seemed that the enmity between Flash, Trixie, and their followers was at an all time high. Flash and his people were getting fed up with Trixie's pranks and stuff and were striking back against them with tricks from their own minds. And this tension had pulled bystanders from the third group of the school into the fray, forcing them to choose sides, adding to either army and diminishing the forces of neutrality. Lately it seemed that only our group of girls were the only ones who refused to take part in such things.

Even now, in the lunch room, under the warm sunlight, the tension could be felt only inches from Pinkie's hands as they flew around the air regaling the tale of her date with Twilight. There was Flash and the rest of his band, along with several others at one side of the lunch room, hardly touching their food as they glared at the other side of the room where Trixie, her band, and the others sat, equally without appetite. Whispers were spreading between either side of the room as rumors, plans, and secrets were spread from one to another.

As Twilight finished off the tale, she glanced over her shoulder at the rest of the lunch room, feeling the foreboding feeling that tingled up her spine. It didn't seem right that Canterlot High School was so divided. It hadn't been like this for a long, long time.

There appeared to be a breaking point. Years later, when everyone in this room would tell the story to their children and their children's children, this part would always be confused. Some would say that Trixie and her pranksters had thrown the first muffin across the room. Others might say that it was a supporter of Flash. There would be some who said that it was Rainbow Dash, or that there was no fight to begin with. One of the craziest stories told was that Principal Celestia and Vice Principal Luna had actually taken sides in the conflict and decided to start some trouble.

The point remained the same, almost in slow motion, a muffin flew over the heads of many and landed with a small splat as it made contact with somebody. The person it hit let out a shriek of dismay, which set off the rest of the lunch room, immediately erupting in a food fight of epic proportions. Entire meals were flying from one side of the room to the other, pin point throws hitting people in the face, less accurate tosses getting lobbed into other people's ammo and causing more of a retaliation. The chaos flew back and forth between the sides, shouting and accusations flying alongside the food and creating massive panic.

The girls could only stare on in wonder, Twilight caught halfway out of her seat, on the verge of making her way towards the battle, but with a desire to stay clean and neutral in the conflict. Maybe it was because her butt wasn't in her chair, maybe it was because she was closest, maybe it was because Twilight Sparkle had caused the two of them to split. No matter what the cause was, Twilight was still the one who got smacked by an apple on one side of her head, the other getting plastered by a juice box. That was it.

"Enough!" Twilight shouted, standing amid the chaos, rubbing her sore temple as juice dripped down her chin, "What is wrong with all of you? A food fight? Really?"

"He started it!" Came a voice from the crowd after a brief silence.

"You guys are such babies!" Twilight reprimanded, taking a stand on her chair so that everyone could see her above the crowd, "I could understand if Trixie and Flash were having a fight, but this is ridiculous!" She glared out across the entire room and took a deep breath to steady her nerves, she didn't want to make anybody angrier than they already were, "Sure, they might be your friends, and they certainly are two of the most popular people in the school, but that doesn't mean you have to get involved in their personal messes. I understand how you might want to help support your friends in their time of need, but look at all of you!" She insisted, making a broad sweeping gesture with her hand across the room, including everyone in that one motion.

Many took this time to glance around at the mess they had caused, to the school, to others, to themselves. "This isn't helping anybody, it's making everything worse. All you're doing when you make fun of each other, or pick on one another is spreading more hate. You might be trying to do the right thing by helping Flash or Trixie, but think about who it is you're fighting. Everyone used to be friends, but now it looks like everyone has forgotten that! You're all spread out and separated by a line of cafeteria food and pride."

Twilight couldn't see any of her friends standing behind her, but she didn't need to, she knew they were there because they would always have each others backs and they would always stand united. They were the last six to be split apart by this petty rivalry and they were going to end it right now.

As everyone listened to Twilight's speech, they realized that she was right, this wasn't the right thing to do. The first to make a move was Bulk Bicep who timidly stepped from Flash's side of the cafeteria and made his way slowly towards Lyra and Bon Bon who he had managed to pelt time and again with assorted bits from a bowl of fruit. He smiled at them nervously, holding out a napkin to the girls who gladly smiled and took it to wipe themselves clean.

From there, Octavia and Vinyl ran from opposite ends of the room to hug in the center, quickly followed by more friends, and more, and more. Everyone was moving again, apologizing to each other and making amends for anything they might have done. Everyone that is, except Trixie and Flash. They stood there, adamantly glaring across the room at the other, standing on top of their respective lunch tables, neither armed, having run out of lunch food to chuck at the other.

Twilight saw this and got the attention of the crowd again, continuing her speech to the now pacified crowd. "Flash, Trixie, I'm sorry for what I did. To the both of you. I know how awful it can be to figure out someone cared for someone else than for you," She reached a hand out towards her girlfriend, pulling Pinkie Pie up next to her on their lunch table, "But I realized that there's more to life than just who you like, it's also about how you feel with the people you make ties with. You can have a hundred acquaintances, or you can have ten friends. Or you can have one true love." Pinkie smiled at Twilight and squeezed her hand supportively, "These can all be the same, or they can be very, very different, depending on how you feel."

She took one final look around the room, and noticed that Flash and Trixie had given up their staring contest and were now listening intently to what twilight had to offer, "I love Pinkie Pie. I know that for a fact. I don't know how either of you feel about each other, only you can tell yourself that, and once you figure that out, you can figure out how you want to live your life and how you can be as special as the people who love you."

A cheer erupted from the crowd and a smile burst upon Twilight's face as she turned and kissed Pinkie. Who cared if it was right in front of everybody? Rarity was tearing up as she watched alongside Apple Jack who grinned, tossing an arm around her girlfriend's shoulders and holding her tightly. Flutter Shy was standing behind Rainbow Dash's chair with her hands on Dash's shoulders, Dash putting her hand atop Flutter Shy's as she looked up into her girlfriend's face.

As everybody celebrated and reunited with their friends, making sure there was no ill will, Flash and Trixie seemed to have disappeared, off to discuss they're feelings and what to do now after that riveting speech from Twilight Sparkle.

Finally, all the drama was actually done. There wasn't any loose ends to tie up, no bullies, no problems, no stalkers, no secrets, nothing at all except smooth sailing and happy times for the students at Canterlot High. Finally they could all relax and go back to their studies. Or whatever it was that people did at normal high schools...

Wow! Finally finished! There we go, final chapter uploaded and ready for your approval/disapproval. I hope you all enjoyed the ride and I do plan on making more stories in the future, so I hope that you all keep an eye out for those! Thank you all so much for the kind words in the reviews, the PMs with interesting questions and very, VERY helpful advice. I still look over all the stuff that I've seen while making this story and it always makes me feel so good about myself! You are all wonderful people, and don't believe any of those lying liars who say otherwise. That's an order.