And That's Good Enough

TThe Rejected
Equestria Girls
Slice of Life
With Finals Week quickly approaching, Rarity needs to work through many issues. Sunset Shimmer is busy and of little help. Flash Sentry will have to do.
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Sunset Shimmer
Flash Sentry
Rarity (EqG)
Soufriere · 12k words · 154 3 · 3.1k views

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This story is a sequel to Minor Relapse

Sunset Shimmer's mind had been shattered – literally and figuratively – but over the past half a year, she has tried to rebuild it into something that works at least sometimes. Part of her self-therapy is a daily walk. One Sunday morning in Spring, she must decide where to go. In so doing, she ruminates on just about everything in her life.

This story is part of Sunset's Recovery Arc.

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The Crazed Werewolf

The Crazed Werewolf #1 · Apr 27th, 2018 · 1 · ·

I hope someday she’ll tell me the name of the boy or girl with whom she’s so infatuated. Whoever it is, they’ll be lucky to have her. Luckier than any poor sap who chooses me, for sure.

If only you knew Sunset, if only you knew.

Vaguely Demented

Vaguely Demented #2 · Apr 27th, 2018 · · ·

Interesting. All my nightmares tend to involve the knowledge that death is coming. I have never had a dream (that I know of) that focused on social anxiety.

Crystal Static

Crystal Static #3 · Apr 27th, 2018 · · ·

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For me, it was never death that scared me, it was the thought of having every single good thing I had in my life turn to rot as I am forced to live through it as everything slowly implodes around me. Death is a mercy compared to that to me.

~Crystalline Electrostatic~
6:5_4/27/2018

Vaguely Demented

Vaguely Demented #4 · Apr 27th, 2018 · · ·

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Never had an existential crisis in dreams. Tend to leave that for my waking life.

B_Munro

B_Munro #5 · Apr 27th, 2018 · · ·

Rarity seriously needs to Sugarcoat up and tell Sunset outright how she feels.

Also, the notion that Stalliongrad was actually attacked by Nazi ponies (Gryphons? Diamond Dogs?) in Sunset's childhood makes my head hurt.

Soufriere

Soufriere #6 · Apr 28th, 2018 · · ·

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If only you knew, Sunset; if only you knew.

Rarity seriously needs to Sugarcoat up and tell Sunset outright how she feels.

Have patience, grasshoppers. Following SRA for any length of time should be good practice for that.

I'm a bit surprised Rarity hasn't come to life and killed me for how I've jerked her around since 2015.

Also, the notion that Stalliongrad was actually attacked by Nazi ponies (Gryphons? Diamond Dogs?) in Sunset's childhood makes my head hurt.

Gryphons, perhaps. Trust that I will go into further detail on this one. It'll be awhile though.

Brazen Frenzy

Brazen Frenzy #7 · May 5th, 2018 · · ·

I give myself a double-snap finger-point

Nice "Monday Blues" reference.
Story is very good- Sunset's monologue flows like someone's actual thought process, which is better than the artificial forced exposition most authors end up with.
Your subtle allusion to a Human world Sunset Shimmer has me wondering if we will ever find out about that particular plot point. It's one thing that I have always wondered about the EG continuity, and no answers are yet forthcoming, to my knowledge.
Liked and favorited, of course.

reader238

reader238 #8 · May 12th, 2018 · · ·

When I dumped Flash, his father the Deputy Chief, in his rage, printed out a Wanted flier with my face on it and hung it in the CPD’s main building. It informs any cop who encounters me to, I quote, ‘Shoot On Sight’. this here makes me wonder what if. what if somebody decided to do just that

Soufriere

Soufriere #9 · May 13th, 2018 · · ·

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It means the story arc I've spent the last 2½ years on would have a very abrupt, stupid, horse-shyte ending.

...Maybe I should publish that instead of the Grand Finale I've been sitting on for months...

diablo4000

diablo4000 #10 · Jun 1st, 2018 · · ·

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ARE YOU KIDDING ME! This could get him sued or demoted for sure. This is just petty!
Does flash know?!

Soufriere

Soufriere #11 · Jun 1st, 2018 · · ·

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Does flash know?!

He knows. Spoiler Alert: In my currently-publishing Sunset story (this fic's sequel), Sunset and Flash joke about it.

Of course it's petty. Cops can be petty. (I don't like cops) Biff Sentry is Deputy-Chief. No one's gonna fire or demote him.

Jane_Shadow

Jane_Shadow #12 · Jan 29th, 2019 · · ·

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My dreams are usually products of what media I've been exposing myself to mixed with thoughts, crossover possibilities, memories, and weird junk.
I read near constantly, listen to music even more, and watch movies/Anime/TV Shows/Cartoons whenever I feel like it.

Vaguely Demented

Vaguely Demented #13 · Jan 29th, 2019 · · ·

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Interesting. I rarely get recent media in my dreams. Only time I’ve ever had that happen was Patrick Stewart being tortured by Apocalypse in front of the X-Manor. And I never even saw that movie.

Jane_Shadow

Jane_Shadow #14 · Jan 30th, 2019 · · ·

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I sometimes wish I could record my dreams, then watch the recording in the morning.

P0NYFAN369

P0NYFAN369 #15 · Jul 10th, 2019 · · ·

When Sunset said “Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap”, that reminded me of what Markiplier said while playing FNAF 4.
https://youtu.be/AZgnZSmbYn0?t=372

And when Sunset was talking about the bran muffins, and how bran is good for you, it reminded me of this joke from Jeff Dunham and Walter.
https://youtu.be/lOSQvNDIGaU?t=144

Snowdrifter

Snowdrifter #16 · Feb 13th, 2020 · · ·

Socks… white, blah. Which shoes? Normally I’d just wear my boots, but these boots are not necessarily made for walking long distances. My white(-ish) low-top sneakers?

Was this one deliberate?

ScisetShimmerEvan

ScisetShimmerEvan #17 · Nov 22nd, 2021 · · ·

I also hear a car or two drive past. As I live downtown, traffic is kind of a given, muffled though it may be thanks to my living four floors above street level. Even on a… What day is this? I don’t know. I don’t much care at the moment. I turn over to go back to sleep – just give me five or ten until then. The police car speeding by below my window has other ideas. Its siren’s piercing wail quickly rising then falling in pitch thanks to the Doppler Effect shocks me out of my stupor. I briefly consider opening my window for the first time in years and throwing a potted plant at the noise, but reconsider as (1) it’s already passed, (2) attacking a police car is probably illegal even if it is being a nuisance, and (3) I only have one potted plant.

Yep, and it will just make it all worse from there.

A built-in platform on the side of my mirror’s frame – one of two, obviously meant to hold candles or something – is instead home to Albert, my pet succulent cactus and most faithful companion. I tilt his pot to see if he needs water. No, not today. I touch one of his needles to prick my finger. Why? Why not? It helps me realize I’m awake and alive and can still feel. I need to buy a fluorescent light in here to help him grow; the nightlight can only do so much. My goal is to get him four feet high, even though I’m fairly certain that’s impossible for his species.

Cactus can grow larger than you think Sunset, I mean I've seen many big ones thougout the years whenever I go through the desert.

I return to my room to throw on some clothes – ponies may not normally wear them, but I learned the hard way that humanoids are much more sensitive about such matters. One of the few times I was able to play up my dodgy immigration status to my advantage. So, what today? My sky-blue shirt with the tiny sleeves and low neckline is clean and its fabric is lightweight. White brassiere and panties; my black bra would be visible under that shirt. I shake the undergarment in my hand. Why did humanoids evolve such oversized, bizarrely shaped teats? And why are mine in particular noticeably larger than average, becoming such not long after my arrival? Nothing about my original form was out of the ordinary for a Unicorn – if anything I was smaller than normal despite being mixed-blood… oh boy did that make me popular with all the purebloods at the Academy. Genetics are strange no matter the species.

That's just how the human body has always been sunset.

Jeans or skirt? Jeans. My loose ones have unidentifiable stains on them, so I guess the hip-hugging ones will have to do. Flash always enjoyed it when I wore those. Rarity has said the same thing. But then her eye is always attuned to fashion, and these do have a nice design on the pockets and cute steel buttons. She’s always so conscientious, that girl. Best friend. I appreciate she trusted me enough to show me those racy photos last week, knowing I wouldn’t laugh. I hope someday she’ll tell me the name of the boy or girl with whom she’s so infatuated. Whoever it is, they’ll be lucky to have her. Luckier than any poor sap who chooses me, for sure.

You'll be surprised that it's you sunset that rarity loves.

Next to my door is the hook that holds my keys – all five of them (pathetic) – along with my ten-Bux coat-rack. Who today? Sasha or Rachel? It’s warm out right now, so Sasha it is – she has no inner liner. Just leather. Maybe I should consider buying a cutoff jacket for the summer months, or even a sleeveless one with spikes on it like those little girls who sing hard rock during the Riverfront Festival Music Fest.

You'd eventually get one sunset and I know you'll like it.

Ah. Finally the walk sign turns green; I can cross the street. Why is it that some walk signs are white and some are green, but all ‘Don’t Walk’ signs are red? The red I can understand – it’s a colour that stands out to the humanoid eye, demanding to be seen – but why can no one agree on its opposite? And what about those who are colourblind? I’m not, but I’m certain there are those in this world who are. What do they do? Do they walk into traffic and get flattened by a bus? If the person in question were terrible to others, would it be amusing to watch?

That's actually a good question, what would a colorblind person do when it comes to a crosswalk. 🤔

Amongst the throngs, I notice police retained to keep the peace at this bit of merriment. Not like there’s any sort of danger here, but rules are rules. I steer far clear of them as best I can – this is not a tiny hamlet, so the force is of a decent size, but there is still a chance I could encounter an officer who knows me, and that would be catastrophic. When I dumped Flash, his father the Deputy Chief, in his rage, printed out a Wanted flier with my face on it and hung it in the CPD’s main building. It informs any cop who encounters me to, I quote, ‘Shoot On Sight’. Yet another reason I prefer to stay around the school where I have some control. How many ways am I in a quid pro quo arrangement with the principal? I forget. Fortunately, none of these officers are looking at me askance… for now. Should I risk venturing in further?

That is terrible! And quite ridiculous for a cop to do if you ask me.

I recognize not only the occasional CHS students, but also people who bear more than a passing resemblance to my old classmates back at the Royal Academy. Twilight told me that all of my new friends are doppelgängers of her friends back ‘home’. That didn’t surprise me much since She has an equivalent version, albeit a high school principal rather than a demigoddess queen (who prefers the title “Princess” as it’s less threatening to the rabble). Still a rather pathetic demotion. I wonder if this world has an alternate Twilight. A distinct possibility but, if so, I’ve yet to encounter her. Would she be as neurotic as my Equestrian friend?

Yes it does, and you'll meet her sometime in the future sunset.

After about six months of my living here, certain people I passed on the street – usually around my age but who I did not know – would double-take upon seeing me, as if they’d encountered a ghost. Even though it didn’t happen that often, I got sick enough of it that I reluctantly tapped into my savings to buy my red wig and dork glasses, assuming an alternate identity for a few years as I acclimated myself to reality. Or this facsimile of reality, the veracity of which I still doubt.

You probably have one but who knows where she is.

Leaving the festival in the park after less than half an hour, I know I’m far from being a functional individual, but I want to believe I am making some progress. And that’s good enough.

But your doing good sunset.

Soufriere

Soufriere #18 · Nov 30th, 2021 · · ·

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You probably have one but who knows where she is.

I know. I hinted at it in one story centered around Sci-Twi.

All I'm going to say is "my" Sunset's adventures split from the official canon after the Rainbow Rocks shorts (and obviously the movie itself). Mostly because when I built this universe in 2016, I had a different role for Sci-Twi than what the actual writers came up with later and, just like with my unpublished Pinkamena story, if I ever get to writing again, I won't deviate from my plan despite canon marching on -- I'll just mark Blooming Friendship and the Final Ever Story as "AU".

ScisetShimmerEvan