Sunset Shimmer is a survivor.
She knew this and she had proof, whether it's in the form of numeral physical or mental scars, or her ability to thrive or survive wherever she was.
She was a survivor.
So what if the bulge from her chest moved into her crotch? So what if she was suddenly a he?
One's sex doesn't matter in a life and death situation, you die or you live. It was a lesson he learned at a young age and he still kept it to this day.
Having a dick didn't change jack shit.
Not.
Dammit! How does one deal with a boner!?
Sunset had absolutely no sexual experience, he blamed it on the fact that he was too busy with trying to survive to give a shit about such trivial things. Like taking care of rent, studying to get good schooling and steal anything that would be worth something and pawn it off.
Now that he was stranded in some dumb forest with nothing else to do? You tend to get a lot of free time and it seemed the sudden change of hormones made him rather focused on certain parts.
His cyan eyes narrowed and he gritted his teeth when he remembered the trio of assholes who got him in this mess in the first place. He roughly ran a hand through his red and yellow streak hair. What did they call themselves again? The Pooflings? The dumbasses who decided to bump into him during school when he had a magical item that he had recently stole-lings?
Sunset's lips tugged upward at what he thought, a bit too specific but still true.
Anyway, names. Maybe Badazzlings? He knew that they were cunts but if they actually had the word 'bad' in their name then it was kinda pathetic.
He shook his head, it wasn't exactly the right word but it was close.
His fingers snapped as he figured out what they were actually called.
The Dazzlings; a Mean Girls and Monster High rip off featuring Poof as the lead, Stars as the bitchy tsundere and 'lil Blue as that one ditzy chick that is hot but he'd rather not bang because he just knew that she was gonna do something.
Yes, he is indeed calling them that. They didn't deserve to be called by their actual names just yet, they gotta prove themselves first.
He clicked his tongue and dusted off the nonexistent dust from the leather jacket he was wearing, it was a bit of a cold night but nothing a good fire and his actual clothes couldn't fix.
Now if only they hadn't taken the extra clothes he had always stashed away in his backpack. They were lucky he was considerate otherwise he would have clocked them in the head and broken their spleen! Bunch of stealing mother-
It wasn't like they looked good in it or anything!
Again, they were lucky that he had packed extra clothes that day. It wasn't his fault that they looked like drowned puppies in a lake after their 'bathtime.' Wasn't his dam fault that he had a soft place for smol and sad 'lil things.
Wasn't his fault that they checked all of those boxes!
They shared the three articles of clothing between themselves; Poof wore his shirt, Stars wore his sweat pants and 'lil Blue rather liked his hoodie. They wore those clothes over their own clothes, stupid because it's a waste of fabric. Besides, don't they have fur!? Those would protect them from the cold, they had more protection than him!
Also, they weren't human. Who would've thought? Sunset knew that something was fishy about them with their sometimes inhuman strength and their rather sharp incisors along with the fact they kept on rubbing on him of all things, he didn't expect them to be actual fish.
'Sirens' they once called themselves during school and he called bullshit, that is until the past few days.
He stared at the moon blankly before looking away, a hand rubbing the hair growing in his chin with a frown.
They looked kinda adorable. They didn't have fins anywhere like a fish but they do have floppy pony looking horse ears that nestled in between the top of their hair, poking out and flicking from side to side. They didn't exactly look like they had scales nor did they have fish legs.
They had... fingers? He didn’t know if you could even call them fingers, they certainly looked like it but they didn’t have nails so it looked more like furry knubs.
They also had these horsey looking legs instead, with hooves on where their feet were supposed to be. He still had no idea how they could balance themselves upright with the belugas they called their chest, especially since they don't have a bra but they said that their tail was all they needed for balance.
His eyes flicked to the said article of clothing that was drying by the fire, his face turning red momentarily before he forcefully removed the warmth from his cheeks by staring at the moon above.
They… weren't that bad, he supposed.
After surviving in the wilds with them for about a week, it kind of made him desensitized to their dumb antics and it was kind of nice to be in a group that wasn’t usually sketchy as fuck.
He still didn't get why they kept on rubbing him though, they were lucky that they didn't shed unless wanted because, with the amount of times they kept on rubbing on him, he would've had tons of fur sticking on his clothes.
Those were always a bitch to clean.
"HEYYY SUNNY!! WE GOT DINNERRR!!" A holler from 'lil Blue struck his ears from behind and he glanced behind his shoulder to the sight of Lil Blue and Stars carrying some kind of chicken snake hybrid, Poof was leading them with a proud smirk on her face as they entered the clearing not a hair, cloth and fur out of place other than the glowing of the red gems literally embedded in between their chests.
How’d he know about that? Because they kept on shoving his head in between those pillows and with the amount of time he had in between them, you kind of notice something as big as a gem just glowing red in between their breasticles.
There was also that puffing thing. If they kept on doing that, he'd have to just rub their head and give them words of encouragement, they were just too cute and he knew that if they found out about his weakness, they were going to weaponize their cuteness against him and that’s not allowed.
He had a reputation dammit!
Luckily, they still thought that he was some kind of hard ass and left him alone if he looked a bit angrier than normal.
A relief, really.
"About time!" Sunset shouted back as he stood up from the trunk of a tree he used as a seat. "Get tree of your asses over here! I'll skin and cook the damn thing!"
‘Lil Blue giggled, Stars just rolled her eyes and Poof still looked smug as shit, her hands on her curvaceous hips as all three of them came closer.
They may look like some weird mixture between human and horse now but that didn’t change the fact that Sunset may have gotten a bit attached.
Maybe he’ll keep them around for a while.
Just for a little while.
His eyes turned to his bag that rested by a tree and as if he had x-ray vision, he could just see and feel the box that had brought them here just laying inside.
Just until he managed to understand just what brought them here.
Sunset blinked when he noticed that something wasn't as tight as before and looked at his cargo pants, a relieved look formed on his face at what he saw.
Good, his boner was gone. It'd be weird explaining how he got it in the first place to the fish trio.
"Oi, Shimmer. Stop staring at your crotch and come help us!" Sunset heard Stars shout and he could feel a spark of annoyance growing inside of him.
Yeah, he could already feel his attachment dwindling away.
The fuck did he see in them again?
“Shut up you grouchy fuck!” He growled, his boots crunching the poor grass below as he stomped over. Now he knew what he saw in them, they were the only sentient creature near him.
Stupid Stockholm syndrome.