Sunset V DMV
Sunset Shimmer Vs the DMV
Canterlot High
“You asked to see me, Principal Celestia?” Sunset Shimmer entered the office, followed closely by her friends.
“Yes I did.” Celestia spun around in her chair to face them, surprised as the small group entered her office . “But as I recall, I only asked for you.”
“Hey, if something’s up with Sunset, then we’ve got her back!” Rainbow Dash proclaimed, placing her hand on Sunset Shimmer’s shoulder as a sign of support. “Is that going to be a problem?”
“Only if you keep that attitude up, Ms. Dash,” Celestia replied sternly, wrapping her fingers together. “No the reason I called you down here, Sunset, is that this man would like to have a word with you.”
Out of the corner of the office stepped a well-dressed man wearing a very heavy looking suit with sunglasses and what looked like an earpiece in his left ear. He looked rather intimidating especially since he seemed to portray little outside of a very stern, stoic demeanor.
“This is Mr. Smith, and he’s from—” Celestia began, gesturing towards the suited man.
“He’s from the government, right?” Fluttershy asked inquisitively, a bit taken aback by the suited man.
“Yes, he’s from—” Celestia began again.
“OSHA?” Sunset interrupted. “Is he here to investigate how unsafe the Friendship Games track was?”
“No, he—” Celestia tried to continue, though now slightly more annoyed given Sunset’s remarks about the Friendship Games track.
“Is he from The Department of Homeland Security?” Applejack interjected. “Come here to see Sunset about all the massive magical energy that’s bein’ released around these parts?”
“No,” Celestia, now visibly frustrated, replied. “He-“
“Is he from UNIT, or SHIELD or the X-Files, come here to talk to Sunset about being a magical pony from another dimension and through a massive misunderstanding lead to a potential conflict between us and Equestria which then in turn would lead to a massive moral quandary in which we question what it truly means to be human?” Pinkie Pie said, with her trademark grin.
“NO!” Celestia rubbed the temples of her forehead, sighing as she did so.
“Ms. Shimmer, I’m from the Department of Motor Vehicles,” the man said, stepping forward. “I’m here to issue this citation to you.” He handed Sunset a few sheets of paper.
“We’ve gotten reports, partially from another school official at Crystal Prep, that during a school activity here at Canterlot High, that you were performing stunts on a motorcycle without a proper license. This is quite illegal, Ms. Shimmer. If you wish to continue to partake in these actions, please register to get your driver’s license. We’re open Tuesday through Saturday.”
The man walked over to the office entrance and pick up his hat and jacket from the coat rack. “There are instructions on how to complete the citation written on the back along with information on how to contact us if you have any questions. Have a good day,” he said, placing the jacket over himself as he left the office.
In the Hallway
“Well there’s two hundred bucks down the drain,” Sunset said, annoyed as she flipped over the pages of the citation.
“Yeah I feel so sorry the girl with the massive stockpile of gold is slightly inconvenienced by a traffic ticket,” Rainbow Dash butted in sarcastically, dribbling a soccer ball in her hands.
“You’re still not over that?” Applejack asked, nearly sighing in annoyance.
“Of course not,” Rainbow Dash retorted. “I mean she’s got enough there to live comfortably for a long time, while I know in ten years I’m going to be having a heck of a time trying to pay off a twelfth of what she has in college loans.” Rainbow bounced the soccer ball a set of lockers, venting a little.
“It’s not my fault Earth places so much value in gold,” Sunset said. “In Equestria, it’s relatively common. I can still share some with you.”
“No,” Applejack said apologetically. “We’ve been over this, it’s your money, ya don’t need to share it with us. Ah’m more curious about why you ain’t got your license?”
“Well it’s because we don’t have cars in Equestria,” Sunset said. “We walk pretty much everywhere or take train or zeppelin if we need to go someplace farther away. I mean the idea of a personal train that can go pretty much anywhere was so weird to me when I first arrived. And don’t get me started on bicycles. Those things still freak me out. I mean how do they stay up?”
“Well it’s because of a gyro—” Twilight Sparkle began.
“Not now, egghead,” Rainbow Dash injected, regaining her usual pep. “So what are you going to do about that?” She pointed at Sunset’s ticket.
“Pay it off of course,” Sunset said. “Last thing I need is some government agency looking over my shoulders.”
“Tell that to the NSA,” Applejack muttered to herself.
“Then I’ll probably go to this ‘Department of Motor Vehicles’ on Saturday and get my driver’s license,” Sunset concluded. “Anyone want to come?”
Everyone went bug-eyed.
“Um well Ah’d love to, Sunset,” Applejack said rather nervously, “but Ah got to file my taxes on, on my apple bushes, yeah that’s it, and Ah reckon that’ll take me all through the weekend! In fact Ah better start workin’ on them now!” Applejack beat a hasty retreat down the hallway and through another corridor out of sight.
“Yeah and I said I’d help her with trimming her bush and whatever,” Rainbow Dash said, sweating a little, making the same B-line.
“Does she realize what she said?” Fluttershy said.
“Give her a minute, darling,” Rarity replied nonchalantly.
Rainbow Dash’s head appeared around the corner. “And not like that you perverts!” She yelled.
“Well okay looks like those two are going to be busy,” Sunset chuckled to herself. “What about you guys?” Sunset turned to the rest of her friends.
“As much as I would just love to spend my weekend in a boring dingy room waiting in line for several hours on end,” Rarity sarcastically replied, “Pinkie Pie and I were planning on helping Fluttershy with another one of her animal shelter auctions.”
“Oh shoot I completely forgot about that,” Sunset said, slapping her forehead. “I’ll take care of this whole license thing next weekend.”
“No it’s okay, Sunset,” Fluttershy said calmly. “There’ll be other auctions later on you can help with and we’ll still be going on Sunday. This seems important so you probably should go do it, I mean since you have the time.”
“Oh okay,” Sunset replied. “If you’re fine with it.” Fluttershy reaffirmed her with a nod.
“And you, Twilight?” Sunset asked her bespectacled friend. “You want to come to the DMV with me?”
“Oh well I have a lot of school work to catch up on,” Twilight replied. “Sort of the problem with being a new transfer student, though it means I get to do a whole bunch of reading!” Twilight clapped her hands at the thought while giving a big smile.
‘Definity Twilight,’ Sunset thought to herself. “Yeah that’s fine, I guess I’ll go alone. I mean it’s just waiting in line.”
Everyone gave her a nervous glance. “What?” Sunset asked.
“Um well you know that one scene in Zootopia?” Fluttershy asked.
“Yeah,” Sunset replied. “Oh that was a good movie by the way, thanks for recommending it.”
“Oh no problem,” Fluttershy stated before getting back to the matter at hand. “But that scene was the DMV on a good day.”
“Please, I know exaggeration when I see it,” Sunset chortled. “I think you’re all making way too big a deal out of this.”
The Canterlot DMV Office
Sunset viewed the rather plain looking office space labeled DMV and entered the building. Inside there was a row of countertops on one side of the wall, though only about half of them appeared staffed. The majority of the room was covered in chairs lined up in several rows, though with enough space left out to allow several people to stand in line in front of the countertops. There also appeared to be a couple of small school like desks in the very back of the room. Next to Sunset was an ATM looking machine with a touch pad and a list of several options on its display screen. There was a note above it directing people entering how to operate it.
After finding the appropriate topic that covered her situation the best, Sunset took the ticket that was dispensed from the machine and moved towards the seating section.
“D57,” Sunset said to herself, eyeing what the ticket read. She looked up and saw a sign above the countertops that read D52. “Oh okay, so I’ve got about another five more, that’s not too bad.” Sunset took a seat.
Waiting patiently, she noticed one of the people in line file out from the counter and leave. The sign number changed. It now read N28.
“Wait what?” Sunset said, rather confused by this turn of events. “That makes no sense, why would it go from D to N?”
“Oh wait a minute,” she said thinking to herself, looking over the lines. “Each counter probably only handles a certain issue and so they just call up the next person on whatever line is free. Okay that’s a bit annoying but still shouldn’t be that long.”
After a good forty five minute wait, in which the sign seemed to go through an awful lot of any letter except D, Sunset finally made her way to the counter.
“Hi there,” Sunset said the receptionist, who was looking extremely apathetic, as if worn down by either some event, time or both. “I’d like to get my driver’s license.”
“Have you filled out requisite form A96 and F73?” the receptionist said, chewing some gum, in a tone of condensing monotone.
“Umm, no,” Sunset said, abashed. “I didn’t know I had to fill those out.”
The receptionist reached into her desk and pulled out several forms and a clipboard with a pen.
“Please fill these forms out and then grab another ticket once complete,” the receptionist replied dully.
“Okay,” Sunset said and returned to her seat.
After filling out the forms and waiting another hour, she finally made it back up to the same desk.
“Here you go,” Sunset said cheerfully, attempting to brighten the receptionist mode, handing her back the clipboard. “I got those forms all filled out, can I get my license now?”
“Did you take the mandatory road safety test or have a valid credential from a driving academy allowing you an exception for said safety test?” the receptionist asked, in the same monotone as before.
“Um no,” Sunset said, sighing, trying to explain the situation. “Listen, I’ve been driving for some time, I just need to get my license and-”
“The test is mandatory,” the receptionist stated. “Please grab another ticket and you’ll be given the test in due time.”
“Fine,” Sunset said, rubbing her forehead as she grabbed another ticket.
Sunset waited another half hour and was then led back to one of the desks in the back of the office and given several stacks of paper and some writing utensils that made up the written test. Most of it was extremely easy, mostly common sense questions, like how do you stop and what is right of way and what is the four second following rule and so on. The problem was that there were over 250 questions and it took her a good ninety minutes to fill out the scantron.
“Okay filled out this stupid test,” Sunset said, her patience wearing thin, her anger and annoyance mixing together. “Can I please, PLEASE, just get my license now?”
“Have you completed the mandatory live instructor test or have an exemption from an authorized driving school academy?” the receptionist asked, still as unfazed and bored as ever.
“What,” Sunset said, confused and annoyed at yet another level of red tape that was now surrounding all around her. “No,” She replied bluntly.
“Then please grab another ticket and wait for the instructor to arrive and complete your test.”
“And how long will that be!?” Sunset yelled, visibly frustrated.
“Time varies based on customer activity, supervisor availability and travel time,” the receptionist said like a broken record of a tax seminar as read by Ben Stein.
“ARGH!” Sunset vented and grabbed yet another ticket.
After waiting for another hour, Sunset finally got in the car and was tested on her driving abilities. She passed, though the instructor had dock a few points for apparently gripping the steering wheel too tightly and for being rather hasty on her acceleration and braking.
“Okay, here’s my driving test,” Sunset said as she slammed the paperwork down in front of the same receptionist she had been dealing with all day. “Can I NOW get my license?”
“After we’ve taken your photo,” the receptionist said. “Please grab another ticket-“
“NO!” Sunset screamed, slamming both her hand on the counter. “I have been waiting here for Celestia knows how long. Do you know what I can do? What I’ve been through? I’ve had to face sea creatures that wanted to take over the world, fight the alternative dimensional version of one of my best friends! I WENT SUPER SANDWICH, or whatever Rainbow Dash calls it, and made time and space bend to my will! I'm getting my license NOW!”
“If you are acting hostile or aggressive, you will be forcefully removed from the premise,” the receptionist said, unfazed as ever. “Any and all paperwork filled out will be discarded as well.”
“Wait what!?” Sunset said, taken aback by both the receptionist response and absolute lack of emotion at her outburst..
“If you are acting hostile or aggressive, you will be forcefully removed from the premise. Any and all paperwork filled out will be discarded as well,” the receptionist repeated. “Please take a ticket and you will be serviced in a timely manner.”
Sunset just started at the receptionist for a good minute before sighing and hitting her head on the counter.
Canterlot High
The following Monday
“And then what happened?” Rainbow Dash asked.
“I did the only thing I could,” Sunset replied. “I got another ticket and waited AGAIN.”
“Frustratin’ wasn’t it, Sugarcube?” Applejack said, cheekily.
“More like maddening,” Sunset said, chuckling a little. “Part of me wanted to race back to Equestria, grab the Element of Magic and just brainwash everyone again. It was that bad.”
Sunset smiled. “But it was all worth it, I finally got my license!”
“Oh can I see?” Pinkie Pie asked energetically.
“Yeah me too!” Rainbow Dash interjected, curious to see the newly acquired piece of plastic.
“I wouldn’t mind taking a peek either, dear,” Rarity added in.
“Okay, hold on, let me get it out,” Sunset said as she reached for her wallet and pulled out her newly acquired license. “Here you go.” She proudly hand over the card to her friends.
The others stared at it for a few minutes.
“Pffft,” Rainbow Dash said, trying to hide her laughter.
“What’s the matter with it?” Sunset asked.
“Sunset, you look like you’re high,” Rainbow Dash snickered, handing the ID back.
Sunset took the ID and looked at the photo.
Sunset facepalmed.
End
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The cover art reminds me of the film Akira.
7218636 I believe it was passed off of it is why.
All the while this song was playing in the waiting room on a loop:
AAA offers most DMV services now. And no line.
Zootopia makes fun of the DMV with sloths running the DMV. Judy Hopps and Nick Wilde head to the DMV to talk with one of Nick's contacts, a sloth named Flash. By the time Judy gets her information on Mr. Otterton's vehicle, it's nighttime.
Not bad, but a little too fast. The key to a slow burn like this is to be, well, slow. Linger a bit more on her growing frustration. Make us feel her slowly dying hope for this to not be completely horrible. Let us see her expectations slowly dwindle toward 'Let me get out of here without killing all of the people.'
>DMV
and then she was forced to fight a minotaur.
I've gotten quite an expertice on having my licence being renewed in 3 different states. and wait at the IRS office with the insane letter and number tiket sistem.
She should get a pet.
How does Sunset get a license without a birth certificate or social security number?
Poor Sunset. DMV lines are the worse.
Strange enough the last time I had to renew/replace my drivers license I was in and out within 20 minuets.
I would think Sunny of all people would have her paperwork sorted out before going in.
Hey, Flash, wanna hear a joke?
Lol, Akira..
And then RD gave Sunset a link to this:
She watched it for HOURS.
7219229 yes. SO MUCH YES. on a level here to fore unimaginable by any race.
I think Sunset Shimmer Vs would be a good series in story wise.
Blame Nate Griffin, Sunset!
7220044 Because reasons, that's why.
Really, though, Sunset has a counterpart in the human world, just like Twilight. However, just like our Sunset, the Human Sunset ran away from home. We'll probably never see her, and our Sunset just took her place.
Also, because homeless people have children, you can get a birth certificate as an adult, just in case your family didn't register you as a citizen. Sunset could have done that.
7221974 Ehhh, I dunno about that. I always figured Sunset Shimmer was unique in not having a double, since it looks like she was always destined to move dimensions and go to the human world.
And getting a birth certificate as an adult is possible but incredibly difficult, it usually requires many rounds of interviews and records of other types for verification.
7222016 So you're saying that, for example, a person who escaped from a crazy cult that never registered her birth and has zero other forms of identification would legally be unable to become a citizen? Sunset could just make up a story similar to that, saying that she doesn't have any other forms of identification because she's lived a very 'sheltered' life. It would also excuse how she doesn't know anything about electronics, because she'd never seen anything like it before.
I mixed up DMV with DMZ. Shit fucked with me for a good two minutes until I realized normal people don't go there
7222103 Such a person would be interviewed extensively by the police and social services, and after their story is corroborated, they would be given a birth certificate. The problem is extra-ordinary circumstances are needed, and anything big enough to qualify usually means the police would get involved. If Sunset says she is a teen runaway from a crazy cult, she will get that birth certificate, but then she will also get put in a foster home, and the cops will spend many hours interrogating her to find the crazy cult compound.
Basically any scenario I can think of where a 16 year old doesn't have a birth certificate, someone has committed a serious crime, and the cops are going to investigate heavily, including lots of interviews with the witness/victim. And of course, Celestia and Luna are going to come under a whole lot of scrutiny, Principals and Vice Principals have a legal duty to report reasonable suspicion of child neglect, if some kid tries to register at their school without any parents or proper forms, that is a red flag.
Now, it's quite possible that Sunset Shimmer already went through this, when she came out of the portal she was immediately found by the cops, claimed to be a amnesiac runaway or something, and was eventually placed in a foster home near CHS, which means she would have all her papers. That also means Celestia and Luna aren't violating the law, and it explains where she's living without stretching credibility through things like "14 year old girl who is alien and doesn't understand how this world works is able to successfully pawn gold/jewels she had on her without getting robbed, and somehow find a black market identity forger."
this is relatable to anyone that owns a motor vehicle. sunset we feel your pain we feel your pain
..........................FUCK!!! my registration renewal is due soon FML
As someone who had to suffer through the DMV waiting room, I can totally relate.
Poor Sunset. The DMV is never fun.
I've never found them to be that tedious, but they're never fun.
Not bad but the joke about the picture kind of falls flat since we can't see what it actually looks like. Otherwise a decent enough little romp of a story.
I could littlerally feel Sunset pretty much feeling the same as this guy
Though Personally I'm a little saddened you mentioned Zootopia but not this wonderful little scene that I think sums up all our thoughts on the DMV
Applejack prevents the wicked and un-American ideals of Communism from corrupting her friends by forcing Sunset to not share her wealth.
Sunset going Super Sandwhich is a legitimately amazing line.
While I was fortunate enough to take my driving tests elsewhere, I've still had to spend way too much time waiting at the DMV. It makes for a great mundane story.
There's one thing you miss that I ALWAYS have come up: you need valid proof of residency and proof of identity. She would have had to go back and get those... XP
Sometimes there's a person by the ATM who makes sure you have everything so you don't have to wait multiple times... but often not, and when there is or isn't one doesn't seem to have any rhyme or reason to it.
Iirc, if you don't have 'acceptable' ID (and what's accepted depends on who's there for some strange reason... hope you're there when a manager is in!), they do keep the paperwork, so there's that.
And since she doesn't have a social security number (presumably), in some states she might not be able to get one at all...
As far as I know the DMV over in Texas also works in giving people their State IDs. So yeah, this is worse than my DMV trip. Hopefully Sunset didn't have angry children, a short attention span, and/or a very judgemental dad with a phone with enough of a distraction to keep his cool. My dad is great, but I wish I had something to look at.
Little did Sunset Shimmer known that a motorcycle license involves a completely different set of tests and (I believe) paperwork than a drivers license. It's back to the DMV as soon as a cop or government official finds out she's driving a motorcycle without a motorcycle license, have fun Miss Shimmer!
(Also, why Tuesday thru Saturday? Is that just something you did to set it apart from our worlds DMV)
7225243 O.K., good; now I don't have to post those videos.
Fun Fact (or not): I actually watched the first video while waiting at the R.M.V. after my road-test.(R.M.V. = Registry of Motor Vehicles and is pretty-much my locations name for the D.M.V.)
7224791
Or who needs an ID for other reasons (like voting).
Your stories are great more plz
7220044
the same way illegals do. Whatever way that is.
I once had my motorcycle endorsement taken off, because I didn't take the test in that state.
Was looking into a CDL, and had to get a permit for that state, and give up my state issued license. For all the good it did me, it seems after 4.5 hrs of behind the wheel 'training' I still sucked too bad to get one.
)
(remember that next time you see a tractor trailler stuck under a bridge....
Losing the mc endorsement really pissed me off, the DMV wouldn't put it back on, because the (out of state) temp license didn't have it on. I guess looking it up was beyond their skill level/training.
*EVERYONE* who works/worked for the DMV need to burn in the hottest pits of hell.
Fix paragraph.
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An error I noticed in this fic and the Welcome to My House one. Was that you really need to go through your fics before publishing them and touch up problematic paragraphs.
Still all in all, not too bad of a fic.
most excellent.
What did her ID look like?
Yes! Pinkie knows about UNIT!! Queue Kate.
7220807
Same