Sunset Shimmer awoke the next morning to find her steel and aluminum alarm clock had thankfully not only stopped blaring Space Unicorn, but was seemingly stuck to her face. After a bit of prying, she had the traitorous piece of metal back in its rightful place on her nightstand. ¨What the heck is going on?¨ she muttered, and got up, quickly making her bed. Her double awoke a few minutes later, sans clock sticking to her face, and did the same, fluffing her pillows and folding her wool blanket.
Sunset and Shimmer enjoyed a fulfilling, if disgusting, breakfast of Pero Peter´s cereal, and then headed to school atop their motorcycles. Both Sunset and Shimmer were glad they had earned their driver´s license, and a motorcycle endorsement, as they were free to cruise whenever they wished.
Sunset Shimmer and her double parked their motorcycles in the school´s bike lot, locking their bikes when they dismounted. Neither of them was worried that their bike would get stolen. Sunset had placed a little security system on their bikes. In the event, someone managed to remove the lock on one of the motorcycles and somehow gotten it to start without the ignition key, which both girls kept safe in their wallets, Sunset had added a small touch detector. If anyone not authorized by Sunset, ergo anyone else outside of each other and their circle of friends would receive a quite shock. Not enough to cause any lasting harm, just enough to stun the would be bikejacker for about four minutes, and also set off the alarm on whichever bike was being stolen. It had taken Sunset a little over a month to get the thing working properly, but when it worked, and it rarely needed to work, as the bike locks were password locked, it worked like a charm.
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The first two of Sunset´s classes, Quantum Mechanics, and AP Arcadia History were fairly mundane. No demon spawn from Equestria´s bowels had spawned into this reality yet. Thankfully, even if they did, Sunset and her friends could ¨Pony Up¨ as Pinkie had christened their ponylike transformation, and beat whatever it was back to whence it came, without breaking a sweat. Well, unless it was a Turducken, then not only did they break a sweat, but in the end, whenever they brought one down, the school had fried turkey-duck for lunch.
While Sunset still hadn´t been able to find out the cause of her bizarre new magnetic powers just yet, she did admit they came in handy. No longer would she have to worry about dropping pens, and then spend at most five minutes trying to find the thing, but then spend another few seconds picking it up. Now, with enough focus and awareness of her surrounding, she could stop the pen before it even hit the ground, or if it did, she could quickly pull it back into the palm of her hand, and continue on writing, which was just great with her.
Another useful aspect, she found as lunch rolled around, leaving the students with two hours of free time where they could go off campus, but had to stay within city limits, was that loose change around the school practically flew into her pockets as she strutted about Canterlot High, which was quite the boon, as it was practically free and easy money, scratch that, it was free and easy money. From walking down one hallway alone, she got about ten bucks in spare change alone. She got the most money in that one creepy hallway with the sole constantly malfunctioning light, about thirty-two dollars and fifty-five cents in total. In total, aside from the couple dollars she already had in her wallet, Sunset made fifty-two dollars in loose change, just from going to her classes and back.
She made her way off campus, heading to the local dojo. Sunset had started taking martial arts lessons from Master Dojo Sensei, who preferred to go by the rather redundant name over her unfortunate birth name of Morning Wood, and had quickly risen to be a red belt. It only took her about five minutes to reach the dojo, which lay a few buildings down from Canterlot High. Slipping into her weathered training gi, she began to spar with a training dummy, honing her fighting prowess, in case she had to go to melee with an Equestrian beast that had slipped into this reality, which had happened from time to time, or some punk tried to screw with her or her friends. Her body glistened with sweat as she parried, blocked, and countered the strikes of the training automaton, her supple chest rising and falling with every single breath she took.
After about ten minutes, she took a quick break, wiping the sweat from her brow with a dampened washcloth. She leaned against one of the copper colored wallpapered walls and began doing stretches. She groaned in relief as her joints popped back into place. She continued sparring, increasing or decreasing the number of sparring dummies every so often.
When the clock hit 1:50, leaving her with about ten minutes left to get back to Canterlot High, Sunset once more slipped into the changing rooms, undressed, hung up her gi, and then redressed in her usual attire. Fixing her jacket collar, she waved a brief farewell to her Sensei and then began walking back to school, humming a soft tune. ¨Space Unicorn, soaring through the skies, delivering the rainbows....damn it Pinkie.¨ she muttered, for the getting the rather obnoxious, if catchy, song stuck in her head. Well, it´s better than a Vanilla Ice song. the mustard and bacon haired girl thought to herself, as she kept on humming the tune. She entered the gates and, after quickly checking that her and her doppelganger´s prized motorcycles were still where they had left them and that the security system was still functioning correctly, Sunset Shimmer skipped up the stairs, and made her way back to class.
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Sunset´s last class of the day, which was thankfully one she enjoyed, Creative Writing, was quite mundane. Nothing interesting happened, no monsters from within Equestria´s depths farted through into this human reality, no cosmic horrors descended from on high to signal the end of mankind and no overtly muscular blonde vampires wanting to take over the world or crush people with steam rollers. All was well.
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School ended not long after. Sunset was glad they had gotten out for a week long break. Now she could just relax, and enjoy her life. She headed out to the parking lot.
As her eyes absentmindedly glanced at her various schoolmates as they exited the building, discussing what they´d do over Spring Break, her eyes fell upon one in particular. He was fairly new, but she recalled his name was something like Valor Shield if her memory was correct. However, as her eyes passed over him, staring at his messy dirty blonde hair, lightly tanned body, not exactly beefcake buff, but athletically muscular, like someone who ran track and field for most of their life, she once again felt that stabbing pain in her chest, and before she knew it, she was half running, half stumbling towards him, lightly shoving people out of her way.
As she neared him, she felt a rush of warmth radiate throughout her body and felt something stir deep within her soul. Opening her mouth, and with a voice her own, yet at the same time not, she called out the name that had been at the edge of her tongue, yet always alluded her.
¨Jaune!¨
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Valor turned at the sound of a name he hadn´t heard in years, in a melodic voice he thought he´d never hear again. He looked Sunset in eyes, his own ocean blue irises widened, and he answered her call to his old name with a whisper of her old one.
¨Pyrrha!¨
Sunset collided with Valor, as the two embraced, a remnant of their old selves flickering for the briefest moment.
As they broke the hug, tears streaming down their faces, they could only say one thing to another.
¨I found you.¨