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// The Next Morning - Rainbooms Part 2 
// Story: A Christmas to Remember 
// by TwiPON3 
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~~~Rainbow Dash, 5:59~~~


She woke up feeling heavy, which was unnatural, especially considering she was an athlete.

"Ugh, I feel sick," she said, getting her clothes and walking trudging to the bathroom, "What's wrong with me today?"

When she started getting ready, she noticed somethign that made her freak out.

"What the fuck happened to me!?"

"Rainbow Dash?" Scootalloo said, opening the bathroom door a few inches before her older sister slammed and locked it shut.

It didn't keep her from getting a glance that landed decently into the disturbing side of the spectrum.

"Are you okay? You looked-"

"Tell me that you're just dillusional because you get up early everyday!"

"I don't think so. It looked like an allergic reaction."

"It feels like I was binge-eating all night!" she went and threw up.

"Unlock the door when I get back," she said, "I'm getting some medicine."

"Don't tell Mom and Dad!"

"Okay..."

Rainbow Dash spent the next few minutes over the toilet until Scootalloo came back and knocked on the door, "It's me."

"Just you?"

"Just me," she said as Dash unlocked the door, let Scootallo in, and locked it back, "I have Pepto-Bismol, some crackers, and water."

"Thanks," she replied, taking the Pepto-Bismol, "You're the best."

"What do you think happened?"

"Either I had some strange allergic reaction that I've never had before, some sicko stuffed me last night, or something in Sunset snapped and revenge magic got let loose around here."

"Let's talk to her at school, you want that?"

"Like this?" she said, falling into tears.

"Do you have any baggy clothes?"

She said something that, apart from "housewarming", "maybe", and "party", Scootalloo couldn't make out.

"I'll be back," she said, locking the door on the way out as she went to rummage through her older sister's clothes from a party back in October.


~~~Fluttershy, 6:03~~~


She woke up, noticing something in her mouth, along with a coppery liquid, and

"OH MY GOD!!! MY ANIMALS!!!"

Her scream was loud enough that it woke her brother and parents.

"Flutters!" Zephyr Breeze yelled, going into her room, "Are you..." he went slackjawed, "okay...?"

"Honey, we're here for you!" their mom said.

"NO!" Zephyr said, knowing how they'd react to the gory scene, "This is a bro-'n-sis deal, ya know?"

"If you need us, just call!" they said, going down to get breakfast started.

As soon as they went down, Zephyr went in and locked the door, unnaturally serious. Fluttershy was still holding the knife, and the decapitated rabbit still on her bed.

"I... I..."

"My sweet little Flutters?" he said, going over and sitting on a part of the bed that wasn't bloodstained, "Kill her animals? No. You didn't."

"But I-"

"Now, we both know that you'd never do something like this on your own, or at all, for that matter."

Fluttershy could just cry.

"Imma go and get a wetwipe, and get the blood offa your face while you compose yourself."

"Okay," she cried.

Leaving the room, he locked the door and went downstairs, only to find that their parents were visibly concerned.

He had to come up with another quick excuse.

"Just need to clean a little somethin'. Spill, ya know?"

"Alright."

He went back up, unlocked her door with his hairpin, went in, locked it back, then cleaned the blood off of his sister's face, "Now, I want you to think. What could've caused this?"

She thought about everything for a minute, "Well, Sunset's from the same world Twilight's from, so it could be some magic her soul used to punish us after what we did."

"Soul magic? Sunshim?" he thought about things for a minute, "Sounds right. You get ready, I'll keep Mom and Dad out of your room, and if you need me, you know where to find me."

"Thanks," she said, hugging him.

"That's what I'm here for."


~~~Pinkie Pie, 6:22~~~


Pinkie woke up, her room littered with beer cans, mostly empty, and some on her bed. There were several stains on her floor from where some were spilled, but nothing beyond that.

"I may need to tone down my parties for awhile," she said to herself as she uneasily went and readied herself for the schoolday, "Wait, do I drink?"