Terms of Forgiveness

by Fylifa


Epilogue

“Oh wow! You kissed her?” Twilight asked.

Sunset looked up from the terrarium. She and Twilight often kept each other company in Sunset’s apartment while doing their respective hobbies. Twilight had evidently stopped working on her selfie drone to start reading the friendship journal that Sunset left on the table.

“Umm, okay this is going to sound bad but who do you mean by ‘her’ specifically?”

Twilight looked up from the journal and pushed her glasses up with a finger. “I’m talking about the other me.” She waved the white friendship journal with the golden fringe empathically. “Don’t tell me you have tons of girlfriends throughout the multiverse now.”

Sunset finished arranging the phoenix feathers in the terrarium. Fluttershy had been taking care of Ray during Sunset’s otherworldly visits. Hopefully, the souvenir from Equestria would make up for her absence or at least keep the little guy warm.

After giving the gecko a pet with a finger, she walked over to the couch where Twilight was laying back. Sunset deftly hopped over the back and landed next to Twilight. “Would you be jealous if I did?” She attempted to lean in, but Twilight fended her off with socked feet.

Thinking on the question paused Twilight’s footsie game, and she answered pragmatically. “No. Because of all the worlds you could choose to spend your time in, you spend it here. With me.”

Sunset grinned, reminded why she loved this adorkable thing. “That’s some pretty romantic logic you got there.”

Twilight smiled and played with a strand of hair. “So… was she better?”

“Hard to say. I thought she was you. She popped out of nowhere right after you went up your driveway. She wanted to fetch the princess back.”

Twilight pouted. “That’s a shame. Twins make for great comparative studies. Maybe you could have her visit again.”

Sunset stared at Twilight and slowly worked through that suggestion. “You want her back to… set up a kissing experiment between the three of us? Am I hearing you right?”

Twilight quickly started flipping back through the journal. “Oh hey! Speaking of experiments when do you think Miss Shim— err... Princess Celestia will be free? Will she still teach me magic?”

Sunset squinted briefly at this sudden change of topic but smiled. “Yeah, I think so.” She gestured at the white journal. “You can ask her yourself. That book works like the one I have with the other Twilight.”

“Oh umm,” Twilight looked about for something to write with.

Sunset grinned at her. “Hey, check this out.” She put both hands out in front of her and began wiggling her fingers.

“Sunny, what are yo—”

“Just give it time!”

Across the room at her computer desk one of Sunset’s pens lifted up on a bubble of ruby magic laced with gold. Sunset pulled her hands back, “Ah ha! Err…?” The pen flew towards them then over Sunset’s head and was on its way out the window when it was caught in a purple glow.

“Wow, great effort! You don’t have to wiggle your fingers, though.” Twilight said as the pen floated back. “Maybe I should give you some lessons.”

Sunset stuck her tongue out at her.

Twilight plucked the pen out of the air and began writing her question. She paused after a few sentences. “Oh oops, is she still your mom? I’ve been writing as if she were. Do I need to be more formal?”

Sunset considered and shrugged. “Things between us are a lot better, but to be honest, I don’t even know wh—”

A sudden golden flash surprised them both. Twilight yelped as she fumbled with the journal, staring at the golden scroll that had materialized in the open pages. “W-Was it suppose to do that?” Twilight asked shakily.

“I didn’t know that it could! She must have put some extra tricks in this thing,” Sunset mused as she lifted the scroll and weighed it in her fingers. She broke the wax horse-shoe shaped seal and began reading.

Twilight sat up and put the journal back on the coffee table when she saw Sunset nearly fall out of the couch. “Are you alright?”

“She actually did it…” Sunset murmured.

“She did what? Who? What’s going on?”

Sunset stared blankly at Twilight before she gave her head a vigorous shake. “Sorry… I… hmm. Hey Twilight, how much have I told you about why I came here, to Earth, in the first place?”

“Nothing actually. You don’t talk about your past often.”

Sunset winced at that.

“But it’s okay, I know you have history. Going all the way back to ponyland.”

Sunset sighed. Wasn’t that the truth? “The portal on the other side of the pedestal is a mirror.”

“A... magic mirror?” Twilight’s eyes widened behind her glasses. “Do you say, ‘Mirror mirror on the wall’ to it?”

“Oh boy not this again. One, it’s a mirror on a stand. Two, you don’t say anything to it… but it does show you things. When I was younger, it showed me as a princess. I thought that if I used it, it would set me on a path to that future.”

Twilight frowned. “But you ended up at a high school instead…?”

“Yeah, I didn’t think it worked right either. Funny, that.” Sunset handed Twilight the golden scroll.

Twilight’s mouth silently moved as she read before turning into an ‘o’ of surprise. “Sunny! T-This means you… you will be…!”

Sunset laughed. “Hey, it’s ‘Princess Sunny’ to you. I guess you’ll be seeing my mom pretty soon after all. We have a coronation to get to.”