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Soufriere


Pray that there's intelligent life somewhere out in space, because there's bugger-all down here on Earth.

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This story is a sequel to Grand Unified Theory Of Sunset Shimmer


It feels like it's dragged on forever. This cannot go on. Well then, may as well get it over with and let the proverbial chips fall where they may. Such is Rarity's mindset when she decides to finally confess her love to Sunset Shimmer. Unbeknownst to her, Sunset has a few things on her mind as well.

This story is the finale of the Recovery + Shipping Timeline – Cover art by Akuama

Thanks to Fearshatter for his encouragement and advice.

Chapters (3)
Comments ( 21 )

Nice story! By the way, Who Is the artist of the pic? I've seen it somewhere...

Thank you so much for the finale. 💛❤
Reading and keeping up with your stories was so great.

Sweetie is a good sister.

*Squee loading*

The Princess of Friendship is a snarky grump.

Fortunately, Sunset knows how to deal with snarky grumps.

Talking between these two? Actually happening? Shock!

*Squee loading*
*Backup Oh Come ON loading*

“I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!!”

Bahahaha!

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Five exclamation marks is a clear sign of a deranged mind. Don't care. It's been so long and they finally, FINALLY!

For the love of...
Finally! I was starting to think they'd never get there.

Ri2

“I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!!”

Sunset: (internal thoughts) I think Rarity is trying to tell me something, but I have no idea what it could be!

So, are they going to go visit Equestria at any point?

You know I don’t think I ever thought Rarity would take the literal approach there. Regardless nice to see the conclusion. Interesting head cannon for Sunset.

And that's all folks! I dunno about everyone else but I'll stick around for your next batch of stories and rants. This was certainly a fun train to hop on and you did it justice I believe. Congrats on getting through this one. I know you didn't have the easiest time writing it, but I definitely enjoyed it.

this was great loved it and it needs a sequel you need to write there relationship

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Dude, how damn powerful are those squee(s) going to be?!?

:unsuresweetie: Sweetie the MVP of this chapter cx

Now, when are you going to confess to Sunset? I’ll provide the blunt object…”

“After all,” Sunset whispered to herself, “Feeling loved and wanted is the greatest feeling in the world. Thank you, you amazing silly girl, for accepting me for me.”

This is so true...and once you find that one who accepts and loves, your entire world changes :heart:

This entire series has been a tremendous read and I’m so glad I found it. Kudos to you author:moustache:

I may be a Sciset shipper through and through, but this little saga has thoroughly engaged me the whole way through. Thank you for the wonderful stories.

“No,” Rarity replied curtly. “I shall not accept you or your friends making wagers upon my misery.”

I mean, she's not wrong there, as you shouldn't make bets you if most of the time you don't win them.

Sweetie blinked. “You’re talking about Sunset Shimmer, right?”

Looks like the cat's out of the bag. 🙄

“Hey, you’ve read my diary,” retorted Sweetie, “It’s only fair I snoop in your bag every once in awhile. Now we’re even.”

Ouch. 😬

“I… want to die.”

Ok that part is going way to far if you ask me. :fluttershyouch:

“No!” Rarity near-screamed. “I love her because we understand each other, she’s kind, pleasant to be with, and…” she blushed, “her body is amazing.”

How a, I not surprised about that last one. :ajsmug:

“Love…” she finally said, “is more than just thinking someone is attractive. It’s a jumbled mess, really. You feel comfortable when your other half is around; you worry when they’re gone. Communication barriers break down. You understand them, warts and all. They understand you. Everything is lain bare, yet you persist in the face of that. That’s what I learned, Sweetie. Love is not fireworks; those fade all too quickly. It’s mundane. Simple talk over making a pot of tea. Arguing over who’s going to pay the bill at the Burrito Barn. Laughing together at terrible daytime TV. Sitting on the roof, staring at the setting sun and saying nothing at all. Feelings of comfort, safety. Knowing that you will be there for each other. The warmth of a metaphorical blanket enveloping you even when the warmth of the body is absent. That is how I feel with Sunset having re-entered my life. My only hope is that she feels the same way.”

That's love for ya. :twilightsmile:

Rarity sighed. “Obviously the indirect approach has not worked, to put it mildly. Flash told me I would have to hit her over the head seventeen times with a blunt object.”

I still think that's a bad idea.

Hopefully all will go well once sunset and rarity are together.

After steadying herself on her stolen cable spool coffee table for a moment, she stepped tentatively to undo the latches and deadbolts. Opposite the threshold stood Rarity, bedecked in a blue sun-dress and woven rubber-sole sandals, her hair tied in a wavy ponytail, face protected by a wide-brimmed hat and almost absurdly large sunglasses. She clasped something behind her back.

Wonder why she came in that fancy outfit? My guess is what's about to happen probably.

Sunset leaned back as best she could, trying to relax. As she lifted her arms, she noticed through her peripheral vision that Rarity’s eyes appeared to be focused on her breasts, bulging like twin pluton domes underneath her teal tank-top. She sighed, not out of irritation or frustration, but amusement.

Odd? :rainbowhuh:

Her words were interrupted as Rarity thrust herself across the sofa, wrapped her arms around Sunset, and locked lips with her, eyes shut, refusing to let go. Sunset, after the initial shock, allowed herself to simply feel the warmth of her best friend’s kiss, basking in her tight embrace. At once, their entire several months relationship flashed before her eyes – the encounter at the boutique, their meeting in Connemara Square, the talk out of the figurative dark pit of despair, the time they watched the sun set on the roof, help in coaxing her back to the land of the living, the dinner date at the burrito barn, and of course their mutual conversation with that blue-haired guy Sunset had once claimed for herself but now could not possibly care less. All melted away as Sunset felt a sort of nascent electricity coursing through her system, temporarily overwhelming the logic functions of her brain.

Glad you finally did it rarity. :twilightsmile: but, how will sunset react to this? :fluttershysad:

Sunset cleared her throat. “Fine. I’m not a high school student; I graduated years ago. I turn twenty-six next week. I carry on the charade of being a student at CHS so that I can stay near that horse statue portal without arousing suspicion. Faculty know this; we have a quid pro quo relationship wherein I take the standardized tests to raise the school’s average score and net them more funding. I also tutored their idiots for a discounted price, though my experience with Trixie made me back off on that part of the deal. In exchange, they turn a blind eye to and cover for almost everything I do, including keeping the police and government off my back.”

Wow. 😧

“I did,” Rarity said. “And I don’t care. Age is only a number, after all.”

Yep, I was felt the same when I learned my uncle is 8 years older than my aunt.

“Well, you’re reason enough for me to hang around for awhile longer,” replied Sunset with a smirk.

Good for you sunset. :pinkiehappy:

“After all,” Sunset whispered to herself, “Feeling loved and wanted is the greatest feeling in the world. Thank you, you amazing silly girl, for accepting me for me.”

That's love for ya. 😊

Rarity sighed. “Obviously the indirect approach has not worked, to put it mildly. Flash told me I would have to hit her over the head seventeen times with a blunt object.”

That is bad 😅

Sweetie shrugged. “I had to, to be here for you, and my friends. Now, when are you going to confess to Sunset? I’ll provide the blunt object…”

:ajsmug:

I wonder; in the Universe in which this story takes place (not specifically canon EQG; the Author's creation) how old was Sunset when she crossed over? And does she no longer age or something like that so she can pass as not being 26 years old?

“No!” Rarity near-screamed. “I love her because we understand each other, she’s kind, pleasant to be with, and…” she blushed, “her body is amazing.”

At that, Sweetie stared at her sister, her eyes bulging so wide one might expect them to pop out of her skull. Her jaw hung slightly agape. After a moment during which her brain essentially rebooted, Sweetie spoke again.

ewww. Can I call her a pervert?

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