Adagio sat at her kitchen table. Sonata and Aria were still in bed. They usually slept in if they didn't have to go to school, but still it was odd for them to sleep in so late. Adagio envied them, she was lucky if she could sleep at all. She rested her chin in her hand and stared in no particular direction. She assumed they stayed up all night, again, talking or playing games. They were awake when she came home last night. Just having fun.
Earlier that day with Sunset crossed her mind briefly. She had almost forgotten about it, it was like a dream. A horrible, embarrassing dream. She was ashamed of herself. Just don't do it again, she thought to herself, simple. Adagio rubbed her eyes and then eventually her whole face. She remembered their good bye, simple and short. Adagio was the first to leave, and Sunset stayed though. Adagio assumed Sunset didn't want to deal with her own friends, so she didn't think twice about it.
Humans are so frail.
With a heavy sigh, she lazily rested her head in her hand again. She stared out the window. She watched as the low clouds quickly rolled in the distant sky. Each day feels more and more like a chore. Everything is so boring.And yet another sigh escaped her as she stood from her chair. She glanced around the kitchen. A sense of dread passed over her as she took in the emptiness and silence.
"I need to get out of here," she stated softly to herself.
And it was decided again. She was going to walk through Canterlot, because being at home was torture. Her goal this time was to stay out until she had to come home.
She stopped near the stairs and stared up them before climbing them. She made her way to the girls' room and opened the door as quietly as she could before peeking into the dim room. Sonata and Aria were both in there. Asleep. They slept in the same bed, wrapped under a mess of blankets.
Adagio rolled her eyes before closing the door back. She leaned against the door, as much as she envied them, she was a little glad that they weren't suffering like she was.
Being out of the house was nice, but she still felt so detached. Walking around town could only help so much. Her mind was still trying to process, let alone grieve, the fact that she lost her magic. And as her mind wandered the past, she remembered Sunset. A wave of mixed emotions hit adagio. She sat down on the curb of the sidewalk, "life couldn't have been sweeter.." She closed her eyes, a took in a slow breath.
She looked up to the sky, and sighed once more. She's doing the same thing she was doing at home. The point of leaving the house was to get away from that, she scolded herself. She made a fist and thumped her forehead with it, just as it smacked she noticed Trixie across the street. A smirk sneaked across Adagio's face. She wasn't happy to see Trixie, but it was nice to finally have some sort of distraction.
Adagio crossed the street and caught up with the great and powerful one.
"Trixie," Adagio said. Trixie jumped and spun around.
"Oh, Adagio.." Trixie placed a hand on her hip and looked Adagio up and down causing Adagio to feel some what vulnerable, yet comfortable all at once. She held her composure as Trixie continued, "..it's you."
"It's me," Adagio said with the same smirk.
"What do you want, Dazzle?"
Adagio stepped closer to Trixie, noting the way she tensed and the satisfaction she got from it. She reached her arm around Trixie, "I'm a changed," Adagio stopped for a moment, unsure what to refer to herself as, "..person."
"So?"
"So," she moved Trixie to face her, leaving her hands on her shoulders, "let's be friends."
Trixie looked at adagio, she was obviously suspicious, "what is this?"
"What is what?"
"Please, Dazzle, The Great and Powerful Trixie can smell a game a mile away."
Adagio rolled her eyes, of course. "What are you talking about?."
Trixie laughed, "you might not be evil with magic anymore, but you certainly aren't a better person with out it."
It was an honest and fair thing to say. It wasn't like she was trying to be a better person. Of course she didn't know how to be, but still it was fair how ever harsh it may have been
"Well, no, I wasn't saying I was." Adagio was finding it harder and harder to ignore her feelings of consternation, but she continued to show nothing but confidence. Her smirk fell, however.
"I-"
"Look, Dazzle," Trixie interrupted pointing her index finger at Adagio, "I'm not interested in whatever you're trying to sell."
Adagio searched Trixie's face as she stepped back. She glared at the amateur magician. They continued to glare at each other for a moment, before Trixie straightened out her shirt and walked away.
Adagio pursed her lips together and brought her hand up to her collar bone. She felt for her gem, but to her dismay, it wasn't there. With a huff of defeat, she walked in the opposite direction of Trixie.
It was just another sunset over the city. The sky glowed golden, and the clouds were an assortment of dark and light orange.
She took a deep breath. The end of the day always felt like a victory. It was just the end of another day. Just getting through another day, just like yesterday, and tomorrow will be no different. The end of the day always felt like a victory, and the sunset her prize.
Unfortunately, she couldn't help but think of Sunset while watching the sun set. How could she not, though? It was Sunset's name. The sunset was in her hair and her voice. It was in her eyes and her touch. Adagio shivered thinking of Sunset. It was overwhelming almost. Adagio wanted to hate Sunset so badly, everything inside of her screamed it. Even if she did hate Sunset, how could she have done that in front of her? How could she have acted that way? How could she have been so weak?
The sky had already lost its glow and started to turn a darker blue. The base of the sky was still an assortment of yellows and oranges, and the clouds were losing their pink tints. Adagio tried to lose herself into the sky. She wanted a moment that she wasn't stuck in her thoughts as she was tired of thinking of, of dwelling on, the past. She couldn't help it though. There were too many reasons why she couldn't let it go. Adagio couldn't understand why Sonata and Aria didn't feel the same way. Why weren't they mad?
The stars were dotting the sky now, and the sky was mostly dark blue. The sun was out of view, but its light still lingered. It left the bottom of the sky a deep orange, almost red. It was hard to believe how fast the sky has changed in such a short amount of time. Or maybe more time had passed. It was hard to say.
Adagio leaned back and stretched. She rested her arms on the back of the bench and looked up to the darker part of the sky. She tried not to think about the bands, or sunset. She tried not to think about the kids at school, or how much she dreaded going home. With out all of the pain to dwell over, what was left to think about? Sunset constantly tried to make her way into Adagio's thoughts, however Adagio wouldn't allow it. She refused it, afraid that she'd have to deal with even more pain to dwell on.
Adagio looked to the sunset, well, back to the area the sun had set in. The light of the day was completely gone now, and the sky was completely dark. She didn't look forward to going home, or laying in her bed. She didn't look forward to another sleepless night, but there wasn't anything left to do. With that, Adagio stood and made her way back to the trail leading down to the city.