Chapter 3
Flying Solo
Morning arrived at the campgrounds just outside the Starswirled Music Festival. It was little more than an hour after sunrise, and by this point, Sunset Shimmer was the only one still asleep within the RV that she and her friends were using for their stay at the festival. As Sunset slept in her sleeping bag beside the window, her phone was lying beside her head on the pillow. At the moment the time became 7:00, the phone’s alarm went off by playing a song by PostCrush.
Be the true… true, true original—
Sunset slowly woke up and stared at her phone for a moment before she reached over and shut off the alarm. Despite just waking up, she felt exhausted after missing PostCrush two nights in a row. As far as she was concerned, there was no point in trying to anticipate what today would be like.
Sunset let out a tired sigh as she shuffled out of her sleeping bag, tossed off her pajamas, and slipped on that same special outfit she had worn for the last two days for day one of the music festival. She then walked out the door and around the front of the RV to join her friends, who were already gathered outside.
At this moment, Twilight, Fluttershy, and Applejack were seated around the RV’s heating table as they ate breakfast, while Rarity and Spike were seated at a nearby picnic table as Spike demonstrated some of his beatboxing skills.
Rarity rolled her eyes and grumbled, “Ugh, I shall never understand the appeal of beatboxing.”
Spike kept his smile as he shrugged and remarked, “Eh, to each their own.”
Upon witnessing that familiar conversation between Rarity and Spike, Sunset began to smile, as she realized this was a good sign that the previous day was now repeating a second time. With her attention on them, she failed to see Rainbow Dash quickly run over and stop right behind her while carrying a large paddle with the Sonic Rainbooms band symbol printed on it.
“Starswirled day one! Come and get it!” Rainbow excitedly declared as she swung the paddle around, accidentally smacking Sunset’s rear end.
With that definite confirmation that the previous day was now repeating again, Sunset cheerfully cried out, “Yes! Thank you!” When she glanced back and saw Rainbow staring back at her with a confused look on her face, Sunset awkwardly added, “I mean… ow… that hurt…”
Rainbow Dash rubbed the back of her head and awkwardly grinned as she responded, “Uh… sorry about that. I’ll be more careful next time.” She then turned and walked away with a noticeable blush on her face.
As Sunset rubbed away the stinging pain, she quickly recognized how embarrassingly awkward that encounter must have been for both of them, but she just shrugged and muttered to herself, “Oh well. Not important, compared to PostCrush.” Once the pain had dulled enough, she made her way over to the other table and began to grab some of the available blueberry pancakes as she listened to the familiar conversation between the rest of her friends.
“So Ah says to Big Mac, ‘Get your own chicken coop!’” spoke Applejack.
Fluttershy happened to be in the middle of taking a sip of her orange juice when she heard the end of that joke, so she ended up doing a spit-take directly onto the front of Applejack’s torso before beginning to laugh.
“Hey! Watch it!” complained Applejack.
Fluttershy laughed for a little bit before she calmed down enough to respond, “Sorry. It’s just that one had animals in it.”
Applejack grabbed a nearby napkin and started drying herself off as she grumbled, “Well next time, try not to spray it at someone.”
“Ooh! Ooh! How about this one?!” exclaimed Pinkie Pie excitedly as she suddenly bounced over to where most of her friends were seated. “What do you call a PostCrush fan with three eyes?”
During that one second of silence, Sunset finished pouring the maple syrup onto her gathered stack of pancakes.
“Pinkie Pie!” Pinkie cheerfully answered before she rushed over to Sunset.
Sunset quickly dropped the bottle of syrup and pushed back against Pinkie. “No time for goofing around,” Sunset sharply spoke up with a frown. She then turned to the rest of her friends — who all turned to look at her in confusion — and smiled as she asked, “Uh, could you girls keep Pinkie occupied today? I’m gonna go ahead on my own.” Carrying her plate full of pancakes with her, she immediately began walking away towards the festival grounds.
“What do you mean by that?” asked Twilight.
“Trust me, this is for the best,” assured Sunset as she continued walking away as quickly as she could. Thankfully, the plate and fork she was using were disposable, so she could simply toss them into any nearby trashcan once she was finished with her pancakes.
The others looked on in confusion as they watched Sunset’s sudden departure with seemingly no explanation from her.
Fluttershy turned to Pinkie and asked, “Um, weren’t you two supposed to watch PostCrush together?”
“We were…” replied Pinkie with a sad frown, baffled by her friend’s recent actions.
“Eh, she probably just wanted to get in line early to avoid waiting around too much,” assured Spike with a shrug. “We’ll catch up to her once we get through security.”
“Ah sure hope so,” muttered Applejack as she wadded up the soaked napkin she had used to clean herself and tossed it into a trashcan a short distance away.
“Yeah… that’s probably it,” agreed Pinkie with an uneasy smile, trying her best to remain optimistic for the day ahead.
As soon as everyone had finished their breakfast, the group walked up the path towards the entrance to the festival grounds. They arrived just in time to watch Sunset receive her festival bracelet, followed by the security guard checking her in to allow her to pass through.
The rest of the group — especially Pinkie Pie — were stunned to see their friend move on into the festival grounds without even so much as a glance back towards them, as if she had no reason to be concerned with anyone except herself.
“Sunset! Wait for me!” Pinkie cried out desperately as she rushed towards the middle entrance, bypassing the security line that had formed behind where Sunset recently stood.
“Hold it right there, miss!” the security guard firmly spoke up as he held up his hand. Once the pink girl skidded to a sudden stop, he continued, “Back of the line and wait your turn! Or I’ll have to stamp your wrist with my ban hammer.” He then pulled out a rubber mallet with the word “BANNED” etched backwards onto the face of it.
Pinkie’s eyes shrank as she was suddenly faced with the possibility of missing out on everything at the music festival before she could even get started. She glanced back at the line that by now consisted of almost ten minifigs, then glanced forward in a futile effort to try to see Sunset somewhere beyond the entryway. When her gaze returned to the security guard threatening her with that mallet, she gulped and, with a shaky smile, nervously conceded, “Y-You’re the authority, here…” She then walked backwards, never taking her eyes off that security guard until she finally arrived at the end of the line.
The security guard maintained his serious frown as he set down his mallet and proceeded to inspect the next person waiting in line.
Pinkie tried to be patient. Normally, she could find all kinds of fun things to do while waiting in line, but right now, there was nothing she wanted more than to catch up with Sunset. As she was nervously sweating all over her body, she impatiently tapped her foot, groaned worriedly, and after waiting for all of just half a minute, she suddenly hollered out, “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon! Hurry it up!”
“Pipe down, miss!” the security guard firmly scolded. “Security is an art. It cannot be rushed.”
“But my friend could be having all kinds of fun in there without me!” whined Pinkie desperately.
“Not my problem!” the security guard sharply shot back. “One more outburst outta you, miss, and I will bring out the ban hammer.”
Pinkie immediately whimpered and slapped her hands over her mouth. As she anxiously watched the security guard resume his work, she couldn’t help but think about just how unfair it all seemed to her. If only Sunset hadn’t gone ahead without her…
“Relax, Pinkie,” assured Twilight as she got in line behind Pinkie. “By my calculations, this line should take an absolute maximum of two hours before it’s our turn. Even under that worst case scenario, that still leaves you with plenty of time to enjoy this day with Sunset. Especially when you keep in mind that PostCrush won’t be on until later tonight.”
Pinkie hunched over and let out a sad sigh. As much as she believed Twilight’s reasonable assurance, it still pained her that she had to miss out on any time with Sunset.
Within the festival grounds, Sunset was very pleased with herself for achieving a much earlier start than she had on her two previous experiences of this day, allowing her to get in ahead of the long lines and thus leave her with plenty of time to plan for her ultimate goal of obtaining a front row seat to watch PostCrush later tonight. After two failed attempts as a result of Pinkie’s antics, she was now determined to finally succeed on the third attempt, even if it meant avoiding any contact with that pink party girl for the entire day. Although she acknowledged such an attitude could be considered cruelty to one of her closest friends, she was not going to take any chances this time.
“Sunset!”
Sunset had been in the middle of studying her map of the festival grounds when she heard Pinkie’s cheerful voice call out to her, which immediately filled Sunset with dread as she glanced back to see her hyperactive friend pass through the entryway.
“I had to wait in line for, like, over a hundred minutes!” continued Pinkie as she excitedly ran towards Sunset. “But I finally made it through security!”
In a moment of panic, Sunset immediately started running away from Pinkie. Being close to Pinkie had caused her to be kicked out of the festival grounds on both previous times, and she absolutely wanted to avoid that outcome at any cost.
“Hey! Wait for me!” Pinkie cried out cheerfully as she quickly pursued Sunset.
Back at the entryway, Twilight was waiting through her security search as she watched that encounter between Pinkie and Sunset, and what she saw left her feeling not only further confusion about Sunset, but also a sense of foreboding for Pinkie.
Having already planned out her intended route to the ideal location for tonight’s main performance, Sunset quickly decided that a little detour towards the Neon Garden would provide her best chance of getting Pinkie to lose track of her. The first landmark she passed by was the giveaway booth with a purple tandem bicycle displayed to the side.
As they ran past that giveaway booth, Pinkie suddenly stopped and glanced at it as she gasped and excitedly noted, “Win a tandem bicycle?!” Her excitement for it vanished just as quickly as she turned to see Sunset still rapidly fleeing from her. “Sunset!” she cried out as she immediately resumed following after her friend.
Sunset kept her attention focused straight ahead as she quickly approached the Neon Garden.
“Sunset!” Pinkie cried out desperately as she continued to follow her friend across the festival grounds.
Sunset entered the Neon Garden and, thanks to her memorizing the paths from her two previous experiences of this day, swiftly made her way along the shortest route through the maze. Once she arrived near the end of that path, she slowed to a stop so she could take a moment to catch her breath.
“You found me!” Pinkie cheerfully exclaimed as she suddenly burst out of the hedges behind Sunset.
Sunset yelped in shock and immediately began running away again. That renewed burst of adrenaline allowed her to quickly leave the Neon Garden and seek an alternate escape route.
Pinkie’s smile turned awkward from that encounter, but she maintained her optimism as she called out, “Okay, now I’ll find you!” She jumped out of the hedges and followed after Sunset.
Sunset decided her next best chance was to cross the width of the festival grounds to reach the area with all the food carts and food trucks, hoping that something there would distract Pinkie long enough to lose track of her. Along the way there, she ended up passing by that familiar paint balloon artist, but because it was now significantly earlier in the day than the previous two times she had passed this way, that artist was currently in the middle of setting up the two easels for his art show. Sunset was silently thankful her early start meant that, this time, she would not have to worry about wasting precious hours of this day washing paint off herself, and could instead spend that extra time to get herself ready to see PostCrush. But first, she still had to shake Pinkie off her trail.
“I’m having fun with my friend!” remarked Pinkie cheerfully as she ran by the artist. However, that artist had so far set up only one of his easels, while the other was still lying on the ground. Pinkie was so desperate to keep up with Sunset that she failed to notice the easel on the ground and tripped right over it. Despite falling flat on her face, she quickly got back up and continued following after Sunset.
Now with a little additional distance between them, Sunset continued straight ahead. As soon as she arrived at the area where all kinds of festival food were sold, she smiled as she recognized one of the first food carts she encountered along the way. Those churros, she thought to herself. This could be my best chance.
Sunset rushed past the churro cart, where Puffed Pastry was in the middle of mixing the batter for her churros.
“Sunset!” Pinkie cried out as she continued pursuing her friend. However, as she approached the churro cart, she was quickly distracted and couldn’t help but desire to sample the batter. “Ooh…” she muttered curiously as she reached her hand out towards the bowl in Puffed Pastry’s hands.
Puffed Pastry frowned as she yanked the bowl out of Pinkie’s reach and firmly scolded, “No churros for you!”
“Aww…” moaned Pinkie sadly. With that rejection, she turned away from the churro cart and tried to turn her attention back to her friend. However, as she glanced all around, she was unable to find any sign of Sunset Shimmer.
“Sunset?” asked Pinkie in confusion as she kept looking around in every direction. “Sunset? Are you…” She gasped as a dreadful realization finally occurred to her. “…ditching me?” She whimpered at the very heartbreaking thought of such an idea, but upon reflecting on Sunset’s unusual behavior today, there was simply no other explanation she could come up with.
Pinkie sighed dejectedly and hung her head in sadness as she turned away and began to slowly walk back to the main entrance to the festival grounds. She had been eagerly looking forward to watching PostCrush with Sunset tonight, but if her best friend was suddenly refusing to have anything to do with her today, then she might as well just return to the RV for the rest of the day. True, there were so many other fun activities at this music festival, but without a best friend to enjoy them with, she believed there was simply no point in sticking around.
Meanwhile, Sunset had taken cover behind one of the food trucks and remained hidden behind a series of other such trucks as she doubled back towards the main performance stage. As she moved out of cover from behind the last food truck, she glanced around and was pleased that she had finally lost sight of Pinkie. With that major source of numerous distractions finally out of the way, Sunset was now able to focus entirely on the main objective, and that was to secure an ideal place in the audience to watch PostCrush later that night.
Sunset finally arrived at the main performance stage and was immensely pleased to discover that she had arrived so early that there was literally no one else waiting around in front of it. The only people she could see around were members of the stage crew as they set up the lights and amps for the various shows that would be performed on this stage later today and tonight.
Thankful that she had finally achieved her main objective, Sunset fell to her knees and raised her arms as she turned her gaze upwards and praised, “Universe, I promise to make the most of this do-over, do-over!”
Sunset had spent nearly all of the remainder of the day holding her place at the front of the crowd, despite the various other performances she would normally care little about. She did have to occasionally leave rather briefly to grab a snack or take a bathroom break, but was otherwise able to keep her spot as the crowd really started to form as night fell over the festival grounds.
Finally, the moment Sunset had anticipated three times over had arrived. As the overhead floodlights switched on, followed by the decorative pink and blue lights surrounding the stage, the gathered crowd began to cheer. A sparkling pink fog began to spread out across the stage floor, and then a section of the floor opened up. Sunset watched in excited awe as the two members of her favorite band slowly rose up through the floor to stand out on the stage.
An amplified voice from the stage shouted out across the crowd, “Let me hear three big cheers for two best friends who got back together for one incredible night! PoooooostCruuuuuush!!”
As the cheer and applause across the crowd roared loudly, the two members of PostCrush struck their iconic pose. For this very special performance, they had even dressed up in outfits that were identical to what they had worn on that iconic image that everyone was familiar with. On the left with a cool pose, “K-Lo” Kiwi Lollipop had light blue skin, blue eyes, long magenta hair stylized outward around the back, and wore a sparkly outfit that was purple on the right half of the torso, blue on the left half of the torso, a skirt around her upper legs that was magenta on the upper half and purple on the lower half, pink around her feet, and a large purple bow on the back of her hair. On the right with a zany pose, “Su-Z” Supernova Zap had pale yellow skin, blue eyes, short light purple hair stylized into a bow on the back, and wore a sparkly outfit that was light blue on the upper half of the torso and right arm, light purple on the lower half of the torso and left arm, magenta on the skirt around her upper legs, dark purple on her lower legs, magenta around her feet, and a pink heart on the front of her torso. For the gathered fans of these two, they knew this was going to be a night they would never forget.
“We did it!” cheered Sunset excitedly. “PostCrush roll call!” She attempted to mimic the PostCrush pose by doing the cool half, but stumbled backwards and nearly bumped into some of the other people in the crowd. It was then that she realized Pinkie was not beside her, as she had originally planned for, and couldn’t help but feel a little ashamed for a moment.
In a way, Sunset had sort of hoped that Pinkie would find a way to join the crowd on her own, allowing them to watch PostCrush together. She quickly glanced back across the surrounding crowd, but as far as she could see, there was no sign of Pinkie to be found. She couldn’t help but wonder what sort of circumstances might have caused Pinkie to miss PostCrush, but she decided she would think more on that later. For now, PostCrush was about to perform, and she wanted to be absolutely sure she would not miss a moment of it.
K-Lo reached over to pick up her electric guitar, while Su-Z sat down at her drum set and grabbed her drumsticks. The two bandmates turned to each other, silently gave a smile and a nod to each other, then started playing the opening notes to their most popular song, True Original.
As the starting lyrics of the song played out, everyone in the gathered audience cheered loudly and danced along to the music. Sunset was absolutely euphoric as she joined in with the collective excitement. After weeks of anticipation — and two unexpected do-overs — she was finally watching PostCrush performing live right in front of her. She continued to dance along as the song proceeded onto the chorus.
Be the true… true, true original!
Dare to be what you are meant to be!
Working hard, that’s our thing!
All this way, we’re perfect, perfectly true!
As the band performed, K-Lo stepped forward and held out her arm as she walked along the edge of the stage, allowing many of the fans standing at the front to have the privilege of briefly touching her. Among those very lucky fans was Sunset Shimmer, who couldn’t help but blush in awe from being able to receive such an experience from her favorite band.
True, true original…
True, true original…
True, true original…
As PostCrush came close to the end of their famous song, K-Lo got a little too close to Su-Z’s drum set and accidentally smacked the neck of her guitar against one of the cymbals. Su-Z reacted quickly and reached out to silence the cymbal within only one second. In spite of that minor mishap, the band continued playing.
We’re perfect, perfectly true!
K-Lo finished off the song by flinging her heart-shaped guitar pick into the air towards the audience. And the very lucky person in the crowd who caught that pick happened to be Sunset Shimmer.
Upon seeing that pick in her hands, Sunset held it close to her chest as she had a huge smile on her face and excitedly declared, “What a perfect day!”
Later that evening, Sunset returned to the RV at the campgrounds, where the rest of her friends were seated around the heating table and roasting marshmallows over it. As she walked, she had a smile of satisfaction on her face that had not faltered at all since the end of PostCrush’s live performance at the music festival.
Rainbow Dash placed her roasted marshmallow on a graham cracker and removed it from the skewer she held when she noticed Sunset’s arrival. “Heh, there she is,” she spoke up in amusement as the others turned to glare at Sunset. “The lone wolf.” She then teasingly howled like a wolf.
Sunset let out a blissful sigh as she sat down at the empty seat around the heating table, seemingly unaware of the negative looks her friends were directing towards her.
Most of Sunset’s friends glanced at each other with suspicious looks before returning to glare at her. “Pinkie Pie’s been actin’ mighty strange this evenin’,” noted Applejack with contempt. “Any idea what might’ve happened to her?”
For the first time that evening since the start of the PostCrush concert, Sunset’s smile fell. She had not seen any sign of Pinkie ever since she deliberately lost contact with her, and had yet to hear anything about what her pink party friend had been up to since then. She knew her friends wouldn’t understand and definitely wouldn’t appreciate her reasoning for outright abandoning Pinkie, so she put up a false smile and replied, “We… lost track of each other.”
“Me lose track of Sunset?” asked Pinkie incredulously, drawing everyone’s attention to her as she was seated at a nearby picnic table. Not only did she have a half-crazy grin on her face, but also her hair piece had now changed shape into a rather flat and straight hair style. “Hah! But she’s been right here the whole time!” She then reached behind the picnic table and pulled out a shoddy minifig-sized dummy built out of various scratched and chipped Lego parts to form a very crude replica of Sunset. “Right, actual Sunset Shimmer?” She grabbed the back of the volleyball head and slightly moved it around as she spoke in a slightly deeper voice, “Right, Pinkie Pie! By the way, your roasting technique is flawless!” She then giggled like a maniac as she added in her normal voice, “Thanks!”
A moment of awkward silence settled over the group of friends outside their RV. After a few seconds, the volleyball head slipped loose from the dummy and bounced along the ground, taking with it a mop top in place of hair.
Pinkie glanced down at the fallen item and sadly moaned, “Aww… You dropped your head…” she then suddenly perked up and eagerly added, “That’s okay! I’ll get you a new one!” She then suddenly rushed off, swiftly returned a split second later with a pumpkin, then stuck that pumpkin onto the dummy’s neck joint. She then tossed the mop top onto the pumpkin and used a marker to rapidly scribble something onto the side of that pumpkin. Once complete, she turned the pumpkin to her friends to reveal a very crudely drawn smiley face drawn on it. She looked to her friends as she tightly hugged the dummy while making a cheerful giggle, although her crossed eyes gave away her absence of sanity.
Everyone continued to stare at Pinkie with weird looks for an awkward moment before Rarity glared at Sunset and dryly asked, “So… how was the show?”
With everyone’s displeased attention back on Sunset, she replied, “It was…” She couldn’t help but smile blissfully as she finished, “…perfect.”
Rarity scoffed and irritably grumbled, “I was being judgmental, darling. What is the point of throwing shade if no one’s there to catch it?”
Sunset knew her friends were upset with her. She completely understood why they were all upset with her. Yet, after finally being able to watch PostCrush a short while ago, she was unable to feel and express any emotion other than absolute satisfaction. She was well aware that it was hardly an appropriate attitude for her to have in front of the accusatorial glares of her friends, so she stood up and stated, “Sorry, too blissed out from the show to care right now. We’ll talk in the morning, once I’ve had time to calm down.” She then turned and walked away from her friends.
As Sunset headed towards the RV, she walked by Pinkie, who slowly rocked back and forth with a sorrowful look on her face as she tightly hugged her crude Sunset dummy close to her. Sunset didn’t even bother a single glance to her devastated and heartbroken friend before opening the door and stepping into the RV.
Meanwhile, the rest of the group continued to glare in the direction Sunset had walked off. “I can’t believe Sunset could really be that selfish,” said Twilight as she shook her head in disbelief.
“After everything we’ve been through, you’d think she would’ve already learned her lesson by now,” muttered Fluttershy in disappointment.
“Man, I tell ya, she won’t be getting any forgiveness from me anytime soon,” grumbled Spike. Just then, the marshmallow he was roasting suddenly caught on fire. He yelped in panic and started waving the skewer around in an effort to put out the fire. Instead, the smoldering treat flung off the skewer and splattered against Rarity, who yelled out in horror at seeing her expensive jacket ruined by the gooey mess.
Meanwhile, inside the RV, Sunset changed into her pajamas and climbed into her sleeping bag. After finally getting what she desired most of all at the music festival, she felt like she deserved to get some extra rest tonight. Sure, her friends were still going to be upset and disappointed with her tomorrow morning, but she would wait until then to deal with that, once she had a clearer head after a good night’s sleep.
Morning arrived at the campgrounds just outside the Starswirled Music Festival. It was little more than an hour after sunrise, and by this point, Sunset Shimmer was the only one still asleep within the RV that she and her friends were using for their stay at the festival. As Sunset slept in her sleeping bag beside the window, her phone was lying beside her head on the pillow. At the moment the time became 7:00, the phone’s alarm went off by playing a song by PostCrush.
Be the true… true, true original—
Sunset slowly woke up and shut off her phone’s alarm. With a smile on her face, she stretched herself as she gently climbed out of her sleeping bag. Despite the reckoning she would have to face with her friends, she was proud to have gotten what she wanted and could now enjoy the actual second day of the music festival. As far she was concerned, everything today was going to be just fine.
She climbed out of her sleeping bag, tossed off her pajamas, and slipped on her special outfit for the music festival — hopefully for the last time for a while. She then walked out the door and around the front of the RV to join her friends, who were already gathered outside.
Sunset’s content smile quickly fell when she noticed that everything outside the RV looked too familiar. To her left, Twilight, Fluttershy, and Applejack were seated around the RV’s heating table as they ate breakfast. To her right, Rarity and Spike were seated at a nearby picnic table as Spike demonstrated some of his beatboxing skills.
As she listened to the exact same melody from Spike and the exact same words spoken by Rarity and then by Spike, Sunset was left petrified in horror. “It… can’t be,” she muttered in shock. “It’s still…”
“Starswirled day one! Come and get it!” Rainbow Dash excitedly declared as she swung her large paddle around, accidentally smacking Sunset’s rear end. “Oops.” She chuckled sheepishly and added, “Sorry. I’ll be more careful next time.” She then turned and walked away.
Despite the stinging pain, Sunset made no reaction to that impact at all. She just remained frozen on the spot with that same look of terror plastered on her face. Her stance and expression remained completely unchanged as she listened to the nearby conversation between the rest of her friends. It was all exactly the same as it had been all three previous times; the same chicken coop joke from Applejack, the same orange juice spit-take by Fluttershy onto Applejack’s torso, the same complaint from Applejack to not spray it at her next time, and of course the same PostCrush fan joke by Pinkie.
“What do you call a PostCrush fan with three eyes?” asked Pinkie excitedly. After waiting only one second, she cheerfully answered, “Pinkie Pie!” She then rushed over to Sunset and grabbed her wrist, preparing to guide her best friend and fellow PostCrush fangirl towards the music festival.
However, Sunset was still so petrified in horror that she simply toppled over onto her back and was dragged along behind Pinkie for a short distance before the pink party girl — and the rest of their friends — noticed Sunset’s unusual lack of reaction.
As all of Sunset’s friends gathered around and stared down at her with concerned expressions, Twilight worriedly asked, “Are you okay, Sunset?”
Sunset continued to remain motionless on her back with a blank stare straight upwards at the sky. After a few seconds of silence, she finally responded breathlessly, “No… I’m not…”