The Sunrise Sonata Pt9
Sonata Dusk
At the same time as Sunset Shimmer’s emotional turmoil was taking place, Sonata was going through an upheaval of her own. She wondered openly to herself, whether she had been right in her evaluation of what Sunset had done.
She’d found Aria close to the school, rolling by in her wheelchair.
“I’m sorry,” were the first words out of Aria’s mouth.
Sonata was reminded irresistibly of Sunset not a few minutes ago. “For what?” Sonata asked.
Aria seemed puzzled by the question. “For... for everything!” she looked at Sonata as though unable to believe she could ask such a question. “I mean, I... I tried to drive you away. I hurt you, I yelled at you, blamed you for everything, and...” she tapered off, looking with growing concern at Sonata. “What’s happened?”
Sonata wouldn’t say. Aria seemed to realise that pursuing the subject wasn’t going to yield anything, and so pressed on with her former topic.
“You shouldn’t have left the hospital,” Sonata interrupted suddenly.
“I wanted to talk to you,” Aria said quietly. “Alone. I heard about what you’re trying to do for me.” She flushed a little.
“You don’t think that I’d let you get away with giving up like that, do you?” Sonata asked. “You tried to kill yourself, and so did I. It’s hardly fair that I get off so well and you don’t.”
Aria had been looking pretty ashamed of herself. Her eyes downcast, she had a dull colour in her cheeks that vanished almost instantly as Sonata spoke.
“What?” she exclaimed.
“Don’t be so surprised,” Sonata said listlessly. “What chance did I have if you couldn’t take being alone?”
“Stop it!” Aria snapped. “Just stop it! What are you even talking about?” Aria scowled at her, wanting to stand up and shake her. Being unable to, she pushed herself forward a little and took a hold of her hand. “Listen to me. Anything I said to you... then, just forget about it. I wasn’t thinking clearly, you know I wasn’t thinking clearly. How many times had you tried to tell me? Look,” she said, sitting back in her chair, “did Sunny-britches tell you about...” she gleamed the truth from Sonata’s reaction. “Right. Well let me tell you something then. I deserved every bit of it. And I don’t mean that like I feel I deserve that I got what was coming to me. I mean, she was right. I thought about it a lot after she left, and I realised that I wasn’t just trying to help myself. I genuinely didn’t see that what I was doing was hurting other people. It wasn’t like we looked out for each other back when Adagio was around, was it?”
She tried for a smile, which Sonata attempted to return. Neither quite managed. “The point is though, what she said about not letting you hear about my... decisions, it made me realise that what happens to me isn’t just my business. You... care about me?”
Sonata heard the question mark, but knew what it really was. It wasn’t a question to her, it was more of a question Aria was putting to herself, as though the disbelieving part of her were genuinely confused by the concept. She knew all-too-well what that felt like.
“I do,” Sonata said, smiling more successfully.
Aria managed a pursed-lipped smile of her own, looking at the floor. “Well,” she said, in a more upbeat tone. “I still don’t like Prissy much, but don’t be too hard on her, huh? As much as it hurt, I kinda needed that kick, you know? A lot more than I needed these ones.” She indicated her legs.
They waited on the street side under a bus shelter out of the rain, Sonata having called the hospital.
“Hey,” Aria said, as the ambulance pulled up. “Do you reckon I could come see the show?”
“You don’t have to ask,” Sonata said, laughing for the first time. Aria’s cheeks flushed a little.
Pinkie Pie discovered Sonata walking by the Book Farm car park, and immediately invited her back to her house, perceiving her unhappiness. It should be mentioned that whilst Sonata and Pinkie Pie are similar in many ways: taste in music, taste in extracurricular activities, and taste in... well, food, they differed on several key points. One of which was their methodology for cheering someone up.
Sonata, who valued a sober level of closeness and intimacy when comforting her friends, generally listened to their problems or comforted them with her vicinity and warmth, often in the form of a hug. Pinkie Pie on the other hand tended to have a more hands-on, eccentric approach that, in general, tends to distract the person from their sorrows by bombarding them with cheer and gaudy celebration.
“Oh come on!” Pinkie complained, trying not to inhale the white cloud as it enveloped the two of them. “This always works on the Cake twins.”
“Thanks Pinkie,” Sonata muttered, taking her hand away from her eyes. “I’m just not in the mood for antics right now.”
She hadn’t said it harshly, but Pinkie looked somewhat hurt. She threw away the empty sack of flour and sat on her bed, legs crossed and leaning her head on her hand. Sonata sat on the floor, legs pulled up to her chest, staring into space.
“So you’re not even going to tell me what happened?” Pinkie asked, sounding disappointed.
“Sunset and I had a... an argument, I guess,” Sonata replied.
“What about?”
“I’d rather not say,” Sonata mumbled into her knees.
There was a pause, and then Pinkie said in one breath “Did Sunset go and visit Aria, say some really mean things that needed to be said but went overboard and now you’re disappointed in her because you didn’t think she would do something like that?”
Sonata frowned at her, but then her face gave over to bland assurance as she realised who it was she was talking to. “Do you think I’m wrong?”
“I don’t know. I don’t know what happened.” Pinkie shrugged.
“But you just...” Sonata sighed. Without enormous detail, she gave Pinkie the gist of what had happened, and her opinion that Sunset had gone too far. At the end of it, Pinkie’s face was alternating between a wide, eager smile, and a downcast frown that literally cast a sombre gloom across her room, not unlike the one her sister Maud was able to bring about. Sonata might have been affected if she hadn’t been insulated within her own cloud of unhappy miasma.
“So she loves you!” Pinkie squealed, waving jazz hands and grinning widely. “But on the other hand. She was kind of a jerk to your sister,” she ended, sadly, dropping her hands. After a few moments, she seemed to rally slightly. “I knew me and Applejack were onto something.”
“Should I be so mad at her?” Sonata asked.
“Are you mad at her?” Pinkie asked, tilting her head to one side, puzzled.
Sonata considered that question. “I think I have to be.”
“You don’t look mad,” Pinkie observed.
“I don’t feel mad either,” Sonata admitted.
“Well, then you’re not mad.”
“But shouldn’t I be?”
Pinkie shrugged. “What does Aria think?”
Sonata scrunched her lips up. “Well... she said it was okay, but—“
“Then what’s the problem?” Pinkie cried, throwing out both arms. Confetti exploded across the room, raining down onto the flour coating the floor. From somewhere the sound of a party horn blared. Sonata didn’t answer, and after a few moments, Pinkie lowered her arms. “Well come on,” she said uncertainly, “if Aria’s okay with it...”
“I guess you’re right,” Sonata sighed. “Maybe I’m overreacting.”
Pinkie gave her an unusually shrewd look. “Sunset said that she loves you,” she began, “but do you love her?”
Sonata sat a long moment contemplating this question, and Pinkie gazed at her narrowly the whole time. “At first, I thought I did. I had a talk with Rarity and I thought, maybe I did. I liked all of the things that Sunset was, but then... what she did wasn’t like any of those things.”
“Those things?” Pinkie narrowed one eye.
“She’s kind, thoughtful. She listens to me... I mean, people. She does everything she can to help people and is always there. I’ve never heard her say a nasty thing to anyone, but then she said those things to Aria, and... and I just didn’t think she was capable of that.”
Pinkie opened her mouth, but then closed it again. In all honesty she was about to say something of all those years Sunset Shimmer had been Queen Bee at Canterlot High, how she’d ruled the school through fear and bullying. But since Applejack wasn’t around to stop her, something internal kicked in to cut her off before she could drop that particular dollop of reality onto Sonata’s uncertain mood.
The next morning, having slept over at Pinkie’s house at her insistence, Sonata made her way home, less sure than ever whether or not she was in the right. It came to her that it might be preferable, if not right, to simply apologise for her reaction, and go on with their friendship as it had been before. But one thing interfered with this happy conclusion.
“She loves me,” Sonata sighed, plucking a daisy of its petals. “She loves me, she loves me, she loves me...”
“I don’t think that’s how you play that game,” said a familiar voice. Sonata stopped in her solitary walk, and realised that without meaning to, she had nearly walked straight into Fluttershy. She blinked.
“Huh?” she asked, confused.
“You’re picking the petals off,” Fluttershy pointed out with her free hand, her other clutching a rabbit. “I think you’re supposed to say she loves me not too.”
Sonata looked at Fluttershy blankly, noticing the pet shop behind her, whilst Fluttershy herself turned pink as her hair, clearly under the impression that she’d said something wrong. Then Sonata laughed. She wasn’t sure why, but she found whatever was going on between them simply hilarious. Fluttershy, clearly very much wrong-footed, gave a few nervous chuckles as Sonata’s laughter wound down.
“Are you okay?” Fluttershy asked when she thought it safe to do so.
“I’m fine, thanks for that.” Sonata grinned to herself. “I kind of needed that.”
“I’m glad,” Fluttershy said breathily. “Because you didn’t look okay, and just going by what you were saying to yourself, I guessed maybe something had gone wrong with Sunset Shimmer. But if it’s none of my business, that’s okay too,” she added in a hasty breath.
Sonata was unsure how to respond while Fluttershy was gabbling. Instead, she asked a question.
“Have you ever been in love?”
Fluttershy nearly dropped her bunny, which skittered down her shirt before she managed to pull it back into her arms. Pinker than ever, she stared at Sonata, mouthing wordlessly.
“N-No,” she stammered. “W-Why w-would you ask s-something like that?”
“No reason I guess,” Sonata muttered, losing her nerve. “Well, see you later.”
“No wait!” Fluttershy squeaked as Sonata turned away. “If you really want to know, I think I might... I don’t know if it counts, but... it was just a crush I think, but...” she continued to dither for a while, ending a lot of second thoughts in ‘but’ for several seconds.
“So you have?” Sonata asked, cutting across her embarrassment.
“I’ve had a crush,” Fluttershy clarified. “But why did you ask?”
“I wondered,” Sonata said, pulling absently at her fingers, “what did you do when you found out you had a... what was it? A smash?”
“A crush,” Fluttershy corrected. “You’ve never had a crush?”
“I swear, words change far too quickly,” Sonata mumbled to herself, enigmatically. “So what did you do?”
“Um, well, I, err...” Fluttershy cleared her throat. “Well, I followed him around for a while.”
“Yes?” Sonata prompted after a short pause. “Go on.”
“That was it.” Fluttershy shrugged.
Sonata’s shoulders slumped. “You... followed him?” She gave Fluttershy a pitying look. “That’s all?”
“Yes,” Fluttershy answered, not meeting Sonata’s eye. “Is there someone you have a crush on?”
“I don’t know,” Sonata said. “I thought I did.”
“Oh,” Fluttershy said knowingly. “Did something happen between you?”
“I just need to get some advice from someone. Someone who knows about this stuff.” Sonata said, kicking petulantly at a pebbled.
“Have you talked to Rarity? She knows a lot about having crushes.”
“She said to listen to my lungs or something,” Sonata mumbled, trying to remember.
“Your heart?” Fluttershy asked.
“Yeah, that,” Sonata said, snapping her fingers. “Did you know that in medieval times the liver was thought to be the love organ?”
“I did not,” Fluttershy admitted, looking puzzled as to why she would say that. “So Rarity couldn’t help?”
“I think I might have been kind of vague about it,” Sonata chuckled nervously. “So it’s not really her fault I guess.”
“Well, I’d ask someone you repose a lot of confidence in,” Fluttershy said, sounding more confident herself. “Couldn’t you ask Sunset for some adv—“ she stopped when Sonata’s face went suddenly red. “Um, I mean, someone you’ve known for a long time,” she altered, changing direction at top speed.
“Someone I’ve known for a long time,” Sonata repeated, nibbling her thumbnail. An idea came to her, and the brightness must have shown on her face, for Fluttershy smiled at her. “That’s a good idea.”
Her good mood lasted until she got back home. When she opened the door, she found Sunset in the kitchen, looking flustered. The sight of her acting so frightened and nervous put Sonata’s mood right back down to sullenness. She noticed that the living room was in a semi-state of destruction. She noticed Sunset watching her as she entered, and returned her hurried greeting.
“Sorry,” Sunset said in a voice too merry to be real. “Tripped just now and haven’t got around to...” Sonata wasn’t really listening. She’d been half hoping to find the apartment empty so she could make a call. With that plan currently on hold, she set an easel to rights and began working again. She noticed Sunset avoiding her gaze, and so didn’t look at her.
“Did you find Aria?” Sunset asked, tentatively.
“She was looking for me,” Sonata answered, her brain feeling sluggish. “She told me she was sorry. She said that she never meant any of it; that she wasn’t in her right mind and didn’t know what to do. She said that she’d try harder.”
Sunset said nothing to this, but after a few moments, she asked if Sonata wanted some tea. Knowing Sunset was trying to cover herself from the awkward moment, answered in the affirmative and let Sunset slip into her bedroom without remark.
Once Sunset had disappeared, Sonata picked up the tea and sipped some. Sunset could always make good tea. Setting it down and continuing her work, she wondered again if she should just try to apologise. They could deal with Sunset’s feelings as they went, couldn’t they? But no, that’s not how feelings work. She, Sonata, had been devoid of the true feeling of emotions in other people for so long thanks to her magic that in the few months since being free of it, gradual empathy had come upon her, but it was all quite new to her. She had no idea if Sunset could ‘deal’ with her feelings or not. Perhaps the person she wanted to call could help. Maybe not. But it was the last hope she had right now. She had no one else she could turn to.
Sunset left her room two hours later in the early afternoon, a satchel over her shoulder. Sonata looked up, absently splashing a splodge of pink across her forehead as she brushed the hair from her eyes. Sunset had a determined look to her that caught Sonata slightly off guard.
“I’m going out,” Sunset announced, heading for the door.
Sonata hesitated, but as Sunset touched the door handle, she spoke up. “Can I borrow your phone?”
Sunset looked around, frowning. But then her expression settled into acquiescence. “Sure,” she said, taking her phone out and handing it to Sonata. “I won’t be needing it I guess. I’ll be gone for a little while.”
This set off an alarm bell in Sonata’s head. “You’ll be gone?” she asked, feeling a sudden cold.
“Yeah, maybe a few days at most.” Sunset gave a forced smile.
“Where are you going?” Sonata asked, feeling panic boiling up in her. “What are you doing? Why will you be gone that long?”
Sunset blinked. “It’s no big deal, really,” she said, smiling more naturally. “I just... I need to see someone. Someone I should have gone to see before now.”
“Aria doesn’t hold anything against you,” Sonata said, trying to read Sunset’ expression. “She told me.”
“Oh it’s not Aria I’m going to see. Not yet anyway.” Sunset looked rather touched that Sonata seemed worried about her. She reached out a hand, flinching only once, and gripped Sonata’s shoulder. “Seriously, it’s nothing. It’s just something I think I have to do. I’ll be back, I promise.”
Sonata was silent as Sunset exited, but called after her down the hall. “Thanks for the tea!” she called.
Sunset looked back, evidently surprised. Sonata saw her chuckling as she waved, and turned the corner to the stairs.
“Thanks for the tea?” Sonata asked of herself, pressed against the door’s interior. “Seriously? Thanks for the tea?” She smacked her own forehead, leaving a streak of pink across her palm when she removed it.
Now was as good a time as ever, and so taking only enough time to wash her hands, she picked up Sunset’s phone and placed the call. The dial tone hummed in her ear for a few moments, until someone on the other end spoke in a pleasant male voice.
“Hello?” Sonata spoke into the phone. “Can you put Adagio on please, Trenderhoof? I kind of need to talk to her.”
- To be Continued
5331528 Yes, you certainly can. Hopefully the new chapter and the following one will clarify a few things.
5329918 It makes me happy to think that I'm eliciting enough feelz energy to feed myself.
5333219 I must be doing something right then
I keep wanting to make a meaningful comment about how good this story is, but I can not seem to find the words to properly describe it.
So is sunset heading back to equestria for some more guidance of the celestial kind.
Hah, I finished reading the last chapter not five minutes ago, and BAM new update. Yay!
I'm glad we got to see things from Sonata's point of view, giving a better idea of what is going on with her. Apparently she had a pretty interesting day herself. Highlighting few differences between Pinkie and Sonata was a nice touch.
Sunset heading out, I'm not sure who she is going to see, but I suspect it might be somepony in Equestria, given how easily she gave up her Phone despite expecting to be gone for several days. Either she has no problem with not being able call anyone for days, or she is going somewhere that phone wouldnt work anyway.
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Yeah, I suppose the phone clue is kind of a big give away isn't it?
5333710 Honestly just the knowledge that you're continuing to enjoy the story is enough
I do quite enjoy this story, but....
For the love of god, quit it with that :P
It's... extremely jarring to see that. Most of this fic is being seeing from the point of view of the characters themselves. To randomly see the author talking to the audience is extremely jarring and breaks the immersion. It's a bad example of 'show vs tell'. In this case, you're pretty much holding the reader's head and telling them 'THIS HAPPENED/THIS IS IMPORTANT', rather than having the character themselves express it internally. Doing so helps keep us inside the fic, rather than outside.
Cutting off the first sentence entirely loses nothing and even improves on that immersion break.
Other than that, I'm enjoying this quite a lot!
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Seconded.
I spent a good 10 seconds going "wtf? did I click the wrong link?"
(No really, I thought I somehow ended up on a blog.)
The meta part really clashed with the rest of the story. Is it on purpose because it's a Sonata chapter?
Either way it's was pretty cringe worthy, sorry.
5333790 Well I'm sorry that you feel that way. The overarching perspective of the story is from the perspective of a narrator speaking, not from the points of views of the characters themselves. Or else the story would involve 1st person pronouns as opposed to 2nd person pronouns.
I think this a subjective issue in the main.
I disagree about that second objection though. The first sentence is what informs the reader that this particular chapter is going on chronologically synchronous with the last one. Without it the reader may or may not understand that point and become confused.
I appreciate you taking the time to point out what you didn't quite like though, and I'm glad to hear that you're enjoying the story
5333844 The meta part? What's a meta part?
Good chapter! So I assume that this chapter took place around the same time as last chapter? I'm also assuming Sunset is heading to Equestria to either see Celestia or Twilight for some more advice? Keep up the great work! This is so good!
5333853 The meta part is actually what I mentioned.
5333852 You're actually not. I believe you're using the omiscient third person Point Of View style in the story - you jump from character to character without the story being told BY them (which would be first person), and we can 'hear' their thoughts. That's the omniscient third person style, as far as I remember. Stepping into it yourself with the lines I quoted makes it as if the narrator is an actual character in the story, which he is not at all. It's fully understood that he's the one speaking there, but he's not a character that SHOULD be speaking. Especially the 'my readers' part. It's the difference between 'reading' the story and 'being told' the story.
Not at all. I mean, yes, readers don't always catch everything in fics, but the first sentence that I suggest you cut off... You want to point the reader at something. Instead, you're stepping up to them, slapping them in the face, then grabbing their head and turning them to look at it.
That, right there, tells the reader that this is happening at the same time. It pretty much even says at the same time. The other sentence is just an extra 'narrator' speaking when he shouldn't, and it's very bothersome to see when we're reading it from character's perspectives - the narrator has no place in this story, and shouldn't have any dialogue. Which is essentially what you're doing with lines like that.
I apologize if I'm wrong, but is that the first time you talk directly to the readers through the story? If it is, it's strange: it's quite a change in writing style. Maybe I just didn't notice this before. I mean… story can be written in way that there is no acknowledgement of readers and no direct author's speech in it, and can be with all that, but it should be one way from the beginning to the end. Sometimes there can be an exceptional example, but first sentence in 16th chapter that suddenly puts readers and author from outside of story into it feels strange for me. Maybe it was there before, but this line just strikes the eye too much.
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Pretty much what I'm saying Also, that is an adorable Fiddlesticks avatar :D
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Thanks!)
But still, maybe it's author's vision. Who am I to teach people how to write? Gonna wait for the next chapter with anticipation.
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Pretty much what 5333875 said. Until now the story was written with an omniscient remote narrator: you know what everyone is thinking, but are not involved in the story, only the narration (most stories are told that way). But with the first lines it jumps to an involved narrator, like someone is retelling something he was a part of or someone that is involved with the reader (hence my "meta" comment). This style works for two ideas: either the narrator is a character in the story that is remembering what happened after getting all the facts, or it's a story teller that is reading a book to a captive audience (us) and embellishing for dramatic effect (the "my dear readers" falls right into that category).
I liked seeing that apartment scene from Sonata's perspective this time around. Provided a nice comparison to how Sunset saw the same scene last chapter.
I also agree with everything my man, 5333875 , said.
"Rarity, The Girl of Love Advice"... sounds legit :)
Luv the story
5333988 I hoped that seeing things from Sonata's perspective would clarify a few points.
5333989 Well she has the most experience, but consequently the least success.
I commend you for the consistency of updates and words. However...maybe next time I'll wait for two chapters, these 3k chapters seem to leave me wanting too much more
Still, good job and thanks for the read!
Need moar! Only found this fic yesterday and caught up at 6 in the morning (all night binge, lol!)
An awesome fic and I hope to see it finished. ^^
Also, I wonder who she is going to see... Twilight maybe? Or Princess Celestia?
... Who knows, lol. They're the only two I can think of when she says she'll be gone for a couple days. xD
This story is my drug. When I don't get more, I get ancey.
This story keeps getting better and better.
Alright, feels restored. And I was glad to see Sonata herself agreeing with my thoughts that she was overreacting while struggling with this whole new empathy thing. And <3 fandom-generally-underappreciated Aria having a chance at some feels here as well. She has some depth to explore for sure - just wish the writers had given us a bit more to work with.
Good chapter. Aria's apology seems just a little bit forced to me, but not that much. This story is coming along great. It was nice seeing Fluttershy again after so long of her not really doing anything. I wonder where Sunset's going. Keep up the great work.
Bruh, these feels. I can't, yo. Thanks for the update, though. I love it! You're actually one of the biggest inspirations for the story I'm working on. It's nothing in comparison, but I think it's pretty good. Anyway, keep up the good work!
5334275 Might give yours a look in at some point. Sometimes I need to sit back and read instead of perpetually writing
5334205 I always meant to give the mane six their equal dues in this story, but Fluttershy was a little difficult to work in without it seeming unnecessary. Fortunately this was a good opportunity and something I thought she'd have some insights on.
5334201 Well there's little point me putting Aria in this without giving her some loving too. I'll tell you something kind of messed up about me, and this is something I've often been told by other people before I saw it in myself: The more I like a character, the more tribulations I put them through. Ranging from small difficulties to outright death.
Kinda messed up, as I say. But meh, that's just how I am with my characters
5334197 In that instance, because of the suspected romance.
Applejack and Pinkie Pie are right little gossipers
5334187 Then I need to enable you some more
5334113 My dear fellow, I literally will have to either be cut off from the internet, or dead, not to finish this fic. If at any point I stop updating or can't be reached, please assume one of these to be the case. Not joking.
Glad that you're enjoying the story though
5334108 I know what you mean, the chapters can be rather short. I made them that way intentionally to be honest in order to make reading this story seem less arduous to potential readers. I know some people can be put off by the prospect of 10k words in a single chapter.
Glad you're enjoying it though
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I understand, its simply that me, personally, feel that it needs more for each read. I'm not asking you to change, your style is yours and actually the reasoning solid, its just me
5334405 Oh no it's fine, like I say I prefer a chapter around 7-8k words personally. Gives me time to drink my tea whilst reading.
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'till then, you can drink it while writing. I look forward to more Good luck!
EDIT: I just realised this sounded like a parting message, its probably because I have to sleep soon.
Alot softer than the previous chapters.
I'll be honest and say I'm a little "over the place" about the fanfic at the moment.
Sooo... I bet it's Twilight!
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Probably , she is already cool with Twi
Per-fec-tion! I have to admit with Sonata's point of view and the fact the she wants to apologies too makes this story so addictive.
Love advice from Adagio? Well I guess it makes sense because she doesn't really need advice. She just needs someone to listen so that she can feel justified doing what she already knows she needs to do. I'm also guessing that Sunset wrote Twilight in her room and is going back to Equestria to make up with Celestia and get advice. It would explain why she doesn't need her phone.
It's amazing that every time this story updates I drop what I'm doing to read the newest chapter. Since chapter one I was hooked, and seeing how this conflict is starting to resolve is really awesome. That bit at the end with Sonata showing concern for Sunset, and having to get the last word in too, was such a sweet and telling moment. I can't wait to read what's going to happen next!
5334407 I'm with Wolfcape on chapter length. Having 3k chapters end so fast are leaving me with a strong feel of "Oh, come on! I wanter more of that... I need more of that, what have you done to meeee...."
This was an awesome chapter, but I feel really sorry for both Sonata and Sunset. The obviously care for each other yet sadly because of what happened they seem to be afraid of each other in a way. You are doing an awesome job, keep it up.
Sonata may have over-reacted, but that's somewhat normal behavior for a human which she isn't/wasn't/whatever. As others have pointed out, Twilight or Celestia seem like likely candidates. It would be doubly interesting if not, but who else would she talk to about friendship/herself. If anything, depending on your headcanon, talking to Celestia == talking to your mother. Obviously, for many people/ponies their parents have a lot of experience observing them.
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They also have the issue of not being one-hundred percent certain of what they feel or how they should feel. Sunset has said she loves Sonata, but her actions speak of a lack of forethought as to how they would affect Sonata.
It's good that we have Sonata's point of view about this situation. Good chapter!
5335162 maybe from now on you should not read the chapter as soon as it comes out wait for the next one to publish and realize how unimaginably selfish that comment was.
So we got Sonata asking Adagio for love advice, and Sunset most likely going to Equestria to see Celestia or Twilight, or something. I am intrigued to say in the least. I eagerly await the next chapter...
Is it wrong that I want to give both of them big hugs? Because I do.
5336490 Not at all. The more hugs the better
5336002 I admit this particular part of the story is not meant to be a particular twist. But I hope to make up for it by the way I carry it out.
5335854 You've hit the nail on the head there. It's all the delightful nonsense that makes love what it is.
5334962 I do like you sorts of readers who catch those little insights and signs
5334559 Over the place? I don't know what you mean by that.
5334782 spoilers spoilers spoilers spoilers spoilers spoilers spoilers You're a little too good, you are.
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I really need to commend your story telling skills. I don't know if you outlined this plot out before writing the drafts, but seeing how there is hardly any wasted detail in this story is really impressive. I was damned impressed with Sonata's plan from something that felt like a throw-away comment from Rainbow Dash. I can see the progression in acts in this story to where it feels like you're following a formula, but doing a really good job of it. Everything connects, everything serves a purpose. This is really good story telling.
On top of that, this story made me a Sunata fan, and it is now my favorite ship.
*anxious fidgeting*
5337241 Perhaps I am evil
5336774 The plot is all in my head, the major interlocking points that all relate to each other across the story as well. I think about it for quite a bit of the day, and then write it all down when I have a second of leisure time. It's easier to write the details when one has a more-or-less full picture in their head
5337283 Indeed. Glad someone caught that link
they didn't kiss and make up your evil daniel
5337404 I agree with serious_face, it is really good.
Even if i don´t like something that happend that much, i still like it really much.
There wasn´t one chapter that dissapointed me.
Is it bad that every time that I wake up, after I go and take a bath, after I went home from school, after my 2 hours nap, and before I go to sleep I check this fanfic if there's an update? I'm going crazy for this fic... Darn you Gleebits...
Also, that latest chapter... I can't think of any compliment to throw at you...
Okay, I have to admit I panicked at that part so I kinda know how Sonata felt XD Darn you Gleebits, playing with my emotions...
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