Hello Darkness, and My New Friend
“Sunset?”
At the sound of Pinkie’s whisper, Sunset blinked in the darkness. It was just the two of them, separated only by sleeping bags; their first solo sleepover.
But not, Sunset knew, the first time Pinkie had witnessed this.
“Are you okay? You were crying.”
“It… wasn’t real. Just a bad dream.”
“Was everyone still being mean to you?”
“Don’t worry about it,” Sunset said as she rolled over, away from Pinkie.
That didn’t deter her. “But I want to worry about it. I’m your friend, silly!”
Pinkie had always been affectionate, but that had increased significantly since the Battle of the Bands. In moments, Sunset felt herself being hugged tight.
“I just don’t want you to keep being hard on yourself.”
Sunset sighed. “I’ll try not to be.”
“Okey-dokey!” A deep breath. “AND LEAVE SUNSET ALONE, YOU DREAM-MEANIES!”
Slightly deafened, but comforted nonetheless, Sunset slowly settled back into slumber.
Yeah, dream meanies, you leave Sunset alone!
noihoddfjs this was so cute, wonderful lil dose of SunPie.
We all need a Pinkie in our lives
Some things never change.
Lovely stuff. We all need a friend who yells at our dream-meanies.
In Sunset's dream that night, the Rainbooms pulled up on the dream-meanies and smacked them into the sun with their instruments, much to Sunset's entertainment, who was enjoying popcorn while watching the sparks fly.