It had been a few minutes since class began, and Sunset Shimmer could still feel her Demonself's presence.
You should never have come back.
Sunset slowly shook her head as the teacher wrote on the chalkboard, then glanced over her shoulder to see Pinkie Pie resting her chin on her hands with a look of mild boredom.
Sunset sighed. It would only be a matter of time before Pinkie would get antsy and start tapping on her desk. She loved Pinkie like a sister, but there were times where she drove her crazy!
Sunset sighed as she stared at the teacher, then jumped off the top of the building.
Sunset blinked and shook her head rapidly.
"This is for the best."
Sunset hissed through her teeth, then exhaled slowly. She had to keep her composure.
Six vaguely familiar people went to visit a grave. "Here she is," said a girl with a southern drawl as she took off her cowboy hat and placed it on her chest. A pale yellow girl sniffled, then burst into tears as an elegant white girl hugged her tightly while her mascara ran.
"I-It just happened so fast," A rainbow-haired girl said as she cried.
"We're so sorry!" A pink girl with straight hair wailed.
"I... I can't believe it," the purple girl said, distraught. A tear fell from her cheek.
"Principal Celestia found this in her locker," the rainbow-haired girl said as she handed a book to the purple girl. The book was brown and had a two-toned sun on the cover. "She figured Sunset would have wanted it."
The purple girl looked at the book as her eyes misted over. "Sunset Shimmer," she said, her voice quavering slightly. "I hope you've finally found peace after all of your suffering." She gently propped the book against the tombstone, which read
Here lies Sunset Shimmer
She is in a much better place now
Before Sunset knew it, tears were streaming down her eyes. She covered her mouth and grit her teeth as she struggled to keep her breathing even.
A tapping noise filled Sunset's ears and she stifled a groan as she rolled her eyes. She was not in the mood for this... not today! She turned around to face Pinkie, who was just staring off into space.
Sunset raised an eyebrow, then scanned the desks to see who was responsible for the noise. She eventually caught sight of a student with frizzy orange hair and round brown glasses. Her pale olive finger drummed on her desk.
Sunset shot Scribble Dee a questioning look. This sort behavior wasn't like her...
Scribble smiled, then put her hand to her ear and tapped on her desk again.
Sunset frowned. What was Scribble doing?
Scribble finished tapping, then gestured again to her ear, then gestured to her desk.
Sunset cupped her chin. Ear... desk...?
Scribble tapped on her desk again, glancing at her tapping finger.
Sunset stared blankly at Scribble, who sighed.
Scribble scratched her head for a moment, then her face lit up. She pointed to her eyes, then closed them and pointed to Sunset.
Sunset closed her eyes, and the tapping began anew. It was then that she noticed the tapping wasn't just random. It sounded like it was some kind of pattern... like it was...
Sunset's eyes shot open as realization dawned on her. Scribble Dee was using Morse Code! As quickly and quietly as she could, she tore off a piece of paper and grabbed a pen.
Scribble smiled and nodded in satisfaction, then tapped her finger again.
Sunset listened intently this time, writing Scribble's message. By the time the tapping had ended, Sunset had written the message out:
-.-. .... . . .-. .. -. --. / ..-. --- .-. / -.-- --- ..- -.-.--
Sunset showed the message to Scribble, who gave her a thumbs up, then began to pay full attention to the class.
Sunset did the same, occasionally looking at her phone to decode the message. She went letter by letter.
C .... . . .-. .. -. --. / ..-. --- .-. / -.-- --- ..- -.-.--
The clock seemed to be ticking slower than usual over the course of the period.
C .... E E .-. .. -. --. / ..-. --- .-. / -.-- --- ..- -.-.--
Sweat formed on Sunset's head.
C .... E E .-. .. -. --. / F --- .-. / -.-- --- ..- -.-.--
She couldn't help but smile.
C .... E E .-. .. -. G / F --- .-. / -.-- --- ..- -.-.--
This was actually exciting!
C H E E .-. .. -. G / F --- .-. / -.-- --- ..- -.-.--
Sunset released a breath she didn't realize she was holding.
C H E E .-. I -. G / F --- .-. / -.-- --- ..- -.-.--
She glanced at the clock, noting there was roughly fifteen minutes left.
C H E E .-. I N G / F --- .-. / -.-- --- ..- -.-.--
Fortunately, Sunset was fairly decent at multitasking.
C H E E .-. I N G / F O .-. / -.-- O ..- -.-.--
She had made several mental notes over what the teacher had said.
C H E E R I N G / F O R / -.-- O ..- -.-.--
Sunset paused momentarily, and a tear of happiness fell from her cheek.
C H E E R I N G / F O R / -.-- O U -.-.--
She didn't have to finish the message to know what it said.
C H E E R I N G / F O R / Y O U -.-.--
Sunset turned to Scribble and smiled widely.
C H E E R I N G / F O R / Y O U !
The bell rang, and all the students got up from their desks. Sunset shot up from hers and hurried over to Scribble Dee, then hugged her tightly.
"Thank you," Sunset whispered, then sniffled.
"You're welcome," Scribble said softly as she returned the hug. "Fight the good fight, will you?"
Sunset broke the hug. "O-Of course."
Scribble left, and Pinkie skipped up to Sunset.
"Whatcha got there," Pinkie asked, then glanced at the piece of paper. "Hey... how come you got her Morse message but not mine?"
Sunset blinked in surprise. "Wait, you were using Morse Code all this time when you were tapping your finger?"
"Yeah! How else could I say 'I'm bored' in class without getting in any trouble?"
Sunset laughed. "Never change, Pinkie... never change."
Pinkie tilted her head. "Why would I?"
Sunset sighed happily. "Let's move on, shall we?"
"We shall!"
Sunset and Pinkie left the classroom.