I just transferred to Canterlot High School last fall, apparently just before I transferred there was some major magical event involving a girl with flame-colored hair, her name is Sunset Shimmer and I've seen her around school a few times. She doesn't seem all that bad...In fact, she's really rather beautiful. And I want to get to know her better.

Author's Note: This is a romance fic set in the Equestria Girls universe, if you don't like Equestria Girls stuff. Leave now.

Rainbow Dash is a hatnapper!

This story is a sequel to Perfect Days

Applejack goes flying.

[2nd Person Perspective]

Working as a waiter at Canterlot's various social gatherings is a nice job. Especially since you began chatting with the cello player of the usual quartet, Octavia. You've gotten to know a lot about her, but one night there seems to be something on her mind. You offer her a drink to ease her nerves and you bring your glasses together in cheers.

Next thing you know, you wake up in a strange hotel room in a town you've never been to next to a certain gray mare.

Art by John Joseco

*2nd person fic*

You are a pony who's life is simple, but with an odd job by turning on and off the lantern lights around Ponyville. As you wake up early one day, you were expected to receive your mail, but was misplaced. You take it out on an innocent grey pegasus mailmare, after some time thinking you feel bad and apologize to the mailmare. You offer to aid her in any need there is to her to apologize for your offense. Little did you feel, that your heart pumped every time you thought or saw this mare, and the one thing that you always liked about this mare, is her eyes.

Cover art by Ashourii on Deviantart.com

Growing up, you always thought getting an eye-scar would be cool. Like it would be a symbol of your many victories in battle. Now that you have one, you realize that it's just a testament to your weakness. That you couldn't be stronger. That you failed.

Now you walk the streets of Ponyville alone. The ponies you once called your acquaintances shun you and pay you no mind. All except for one cross-eyed Pegasus who's blatantly unaware of your hell.

Perhaps she's the first in a long time you can call 'friend.'

Here’s a theme I think could work for the story. Got a better one? Let me know in the comments. Take Us Back by Alela Diane.

Hey, if you liked the story, you think you could add it to a group or two?

When your life is as dull a gray as the world that surrounds you, the mundanities can make it all seem meaningless. Sometimes all we need is a little color -- or six -- to reintroduce us to what truly makes life worth living.

*6-16-2017 Edit, added Rainbow Dash tag because it triggered knighty.*