I was so happy when my memories came back to me. They flooded back to me, both good and bad. From the evil that I had inflicted upon this world, to the force for good that I became.
But, one memory shone brighter than the rest. The moment my life changed forever. It was not when I crossed through the portal for the first time, changing even my species. Nor was it when I put on the crown, and became a she-demon. It wasn't even when I got hit by the Magic of Friendship.
It was what happened afterwards.
Twilight, Princess Twilight, could have done so many things, most of which would be considered right and just. But instead, she showed mercy. But even that was just. I still had to deal with the effects of my wrongdoing. Just mercy, seems like an oximoron, but it still exists. Instead of putting me down, she put her hand out, and lifted me up, instead. I still don't know why she did it, maybe she saw something in me that I couldn't. Though the Friendship Laser may have purged the dark magic from me, and temporarily cleansed me of evil, that didn't mean I was going to pursue friendship. But Twilight lifting me up was what inspired me to do so.
I tried not to think about that night much, as I did turn into a raging she demon. But, after getting my memories back, it was at the front of my mind. I just had to see Princess Twilight again. I know I had just seen her, but that was a state of emergency.
After we talked to Wallflower, I quickly told Principle Celestia where Trixie was. And ran to the portal. I didn't even bother to write Twi.
I emerged in her castle. I still couldn't get over how beautiful it was. It fitted Twilight, with it also doubling as a library. Also she could carry out her magical experiments in peace, and not risk burning the place down.
Apparently it took her some getting used to, but fortunately she had friends to truly make the castke a home. I had nothing like that when I came to the human workd, so I had to do the adjustment myself. Fortunateky, after what she did, my new friends made my apartment a home to me.
"Twilight," I called. "Are you here?"
I looked around a bit, before running into Spike. At first I was shocked about how he looked, but I quickly recovered.
"Oh, hey Spike. Is Twilight around?"
He looked at me, confused for a second. "Sunset? Is that you? I don't think I've really seen you as a pony before."
I gave a short laugh. "Right. Yes, it's Sunset."
"Huh. I thought you were with Twilight. She left a note saying that she was going with you to Canterlot, and that you might be a few days."
I facehooved. Not as satisfying as a facepalm, not sure why. "Right, of course she is still in Canterlot. She's still probably in the restricted section of the Canterlot Library with Princess Celestia."
"There's a restricted section? I wonder how she took it."
"Shock and fangirling. Or is it fanmaring here? Anyways, any idea how I could get in touch with her on such short notice?"
"You said she was with Princess Celestia, yes?"
"Yes. What does that have to do with anything?"
"I can send notes to her. That's how Twilight kept in touch with the Princess," he replied calmly.
"And I'm sure you saved her some stresses, too."
"Yep," he replied, with a hint of pride in his voice, just enough, but not boastful. "What did you want to say to her?"
"Does Twilight dictate these?" I asked. She always wrote to me. Was it just faster to dictate to Spike when writing the the Princess?
"A lot of the time. She always gets ahead of herself and writes sloppily. Nowhere near as bad as Starlight, mind you. But she also is normally doing something else as well, and I'm a pretty quick writer."
I nodded. "Okay, then.'Dear Princesses Celestia and Twilight,
First and foremost, I want to let the both of you know that I am okay, as are our human friends. The Memory Stone has been destroyed, so, much like the Sirens' gems, has now been rendered useless.
Second, I would like to talk to Twilight personally, and will wait in her castle for her.
Yours Truly,
Sunset Shimmer.'"
"Is that all?" Spike asked.
I nodded. He then blew on it, and then turned to me. "Done," he said.
"Interesting," was the only reply I could give.
When Twilight arrived back, I was in the throne room. I trotted over to her and we hugged.
"Sunset. What did you want to talk about?"
"Memories," I replied.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that, before defeating Wallflower, she took away all my memories of high school, and all that you've done for me. I got them back, but one memory in particular has stood out."
"Oh Celestia, that's horrible. It's good you got them back. But, which memory?"
I had been holding back from what I had really been feeling, even from myself, bit, for some reason, I couldn't hold back anymore, and I knew what I was feeling. And Celestia was I scared. "It was the one right after you defeated me. I guess I'd been keeping it back for a while, even from myself. But Twilight-" I gulped.
"Yes?"
I went for it. "I think I might like you." I immediately turned away and blushed, but I quick glance behind me revealed that she, too, was blushing.
"You do?" Twilight finally asked.
"Yes," I admitted.
I heard her gulp. "Well, I think I might like you, too."
"Really?" I asked, rather quickly.
"Yes, but I didn't know how, what, or when to say anything. My books are of no help. I haven't read much interdimensional romance, and what I have is far too cheesy."
I laughed at that. "Only you, Twilight."
"What?"
"Only you would do that. The other Twi would probably just try to use the scientific method or something to tell someone."
She giggled. "I guess so."
"So, um, do you want to give it a shot?"
"Being marefriends?"
"Yes, that!"
"Sure."
I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank Celestia."
"So, do you want to talk about it?"
"About what? Being marefriends?"
"No, that's going to take a while to figure that out. I meant the memory thing, but talk about it as marefriends."
"Oh that. It was terrifying, as it happened. I was losing all that was important to me, my memories of my friends, who have treated me like family. And you, Twilight. I could feel them slipping away. I just... I just don't know what I'd do without them."
But, she knew exactly what to say, and it cheered me up. "Your friends, family, and loved ones. They are what is truly important. Memories of them are also really important, but, even without the memories, you still have the people, Sunny. That's what gives life meaning."
The End.