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// FoME's Approach of the Second Sun (GaraTheAuthor's "Celestia and Luna are Well-Adjusted Adults") 
// Story: Never the Final Word (Vol. 2) 
// by FanOfMostEverything 
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Once Sunset returned home and explained the whole sordid affair to the girl she couldn't help but think of as her Twilight, said Twilight said, "Why did you tell her I don't have wings? I have wings!"

"Not when you're actually a pony."

Twilight crossed her arms. "I have wings on a conditional basis."

Sunset sucked a breath through her teeth. "Honestly, she seemed opposed to the idea of multiple alicorn Twilights. This is probably for the best."

Twilight looked at the elephant in the room. Or, more accurately, the scroll of foolscap glowing with its own vaguely holy light, declaring Sunset ruler of all humanity. "So what now?"

"Now I keep this in my proverbial back pocket in case anyone looks too hard at that back alley birth certificate. And when we graduate, well..." Sunset trailed off and smiled. She didn't really have any concrete plans just yet, but she could dream.

"All I ask," said Twilight, "is that if you do choose to reign as a benevolent philosopher-queen, you let me help you bring about your glorious technomagical utopia."

Sunset blinked. That was a lot more detailed than how she'd been fantasizing. "Have you thought about this?"

Twilight looked away, blushing furiously. "There may or may not be fan fiction on the subject."