A few weeks after the prom, Sunset and Flash ride through the city on her motorcycle. Excited that she finally got it working again, she offered to take Flash some place for the evening. Indifferent about whether or not his manhood would be bruised should he ride on the back of his girlfriend’s motorcycle, Flash gladly accepted. However, actually riding on the beast is something he was not prepared for. As they ride, he holds onto her torso tightly and silently prays for the trip to end soon.
When they near their destination, Sunset slows down and parks on the side of the street, but Flash doesn’t release his arms. She pats his arms, “Flash, we’re here, you can let go now.”
Loosening his grip, he looks around then immediately jumps off the bike. He pulls off his helmet and takes several deep breaths, his eyes are like saucers and his pupils like pin dots. He exclaims through his breaths, “That was...the most...terrifying experience...I’ve ever had!” He sets down the helmet on his seat and takes a few more deep breaths.
Sunset, still sitting on her bike, takes off her helmet, shakes her hair out, and looks at the panicked mess that is her boyfriend. She chuckles a little at the sight before her as she gets off and kisses him on the cheek, which calms him down a bit. “You’re cute when you’re freaking out. You’ll get used to it after a few rides.” She hangs her helmet on the handle bar and makes sure the front wheel is locked in a turn position.
He smoothes out the helmet hair with his hand. “I think I’ll just stick to a normal car. So where have you brought us?” He looks around and sees a paved pathway leading into the Canterlot Park. A sign next to the path shows that straight up ahead is the Duck Pond Bridge. He curiously looks back at Sunset, “What are we doing here?”
She turns to him and charmingly smiles at him. “You’ll see.” She takes his hand and leads him to the bridge. She doesn’t reveal anything to him as they walk. He tries to find out more but his questions are met with silence or “you’ll see.” He gives up trying to figure out what’s going and rolls with whatever she has planned.
After a few minutes, they arrive at the bridge and make their way across, stopping at the exact same spot where the unpleasant event took place several weeks ago. “Alright Sunset, now can you tell me what’s going on?” he asks. She excitedly turns to face him. Sunset walks toward him, takes both of his hands, and gives him a long kiss. He doesn’t deny the kiss, but he is still confused as to what’s going on.
She pulls back, her face beaming. “That’s why,” she says.
Still confused, Flash darts his eyes side to side, trying to understand her motives and action. “Wait, hold up, you brought me out here just to kiss me?”
“No, I brought you out here to make up,” she explains.
“‘To make up?’ Sunset, you haven’t done anything wrong,” he responds.
“I’m making up for that night several weeks ago.” Flash looks off to the side for a second, then his eyes widen in realization. She rubs her hands up and down his arms. “I know we’ve been dating for a few weeks, but it still didn’t sit right with me that I haven’t made up for that night. Since you’re leaving for college in a few months, I don’t want a single part of Canterlot to have any bad memories for you. Or at least, have the bad ones over shadowed with good ones. That night, I denied you a kiss, so I’m paying my debt.”
He chuckles with delight and takes her hand into his as they lean back against the railing, side by side.. “You didn’t have to do this, prom more than made up for that night.”
Sunset sheepishly shrugs, “I know, but I still wanted to do something about this spot. We may be a new couple, but I want to show you that I’m serious about us. I want us to be together, no matter what happens.”
Flash grows a large smile and cups the back of her head, bringing her in for another kiss. They turn to look out over the pond, his arm around her waist and and her arms strapped around him like a sling, their heads resting on-top of one another. They soak in the scenery, listening to the ducks and watching the sun set on the horizon.
“We will always be together,” he tells her. “Even if I’m a million miles away, you will never leave my thoughts.”
Sunset looks up at him grinning and pecks him on the cheek. “That’s good to hear,” she says. She leans her head against his arm as she looks back over the pond. They stand there enjoying the view, both wondering what the future holds for them.