//------------------------------// // Chapter 8 - Amending Fences // Story: Scars To Her Beautiful // by flutterJackdash //------------------------------// The girl sat at her desk in her huge bedroom. A silvery clothed canopy hung over a four-poster bed which shimmered in the little sunlight that came through the silver curtains over the rather tall windows. A very large television was mounted to a wall opposite the bed. It has a sound system and bluray player connected to it. Silver sighed as she sat at her computer, staring at the screen which displayed Diamond purging in the girl’s room in school. An exceptionally fluffy cat with bright blue eyes leapt up from the floor onto Silver’s lap. Her dark grey face had the shape of a diamond imprinted on her mostly white fur, looked up at Silver as she meowed. In response, Silver Spoon affectionately stroked the fur of her beloved cat while eying the video on the screen like a James Bond villain. Many thoughts turned over in Silver Spoon’s head. Chief among them was the fact that Diamond did not share this information with her. Now, she did know that Diamond had some family issues at home, particularly with her mother, but the fact it led to this and Diamond didn’t tell her really pissed her off! But the other thing that went through her mind was the motive of the culprit. Silver had some reliable sources report to her that this video was sent to virtually everyone in the school. Apparently, someone wanted to damage the reputation of her former friend very badly, and Silver could not help but notice that this video came so close to the date of the School Assembly Election Debate. For a moment, Silver felt a twinge of pity for her former friend because it was so easy to imagine how her mother would react to this. This wasn’t even Diamond’s fault, but her mother would probably chew her out anyway. But then another thought occurred to her. What if Diamond did send the message to the whole school? The video itself showed some destructive behavior. What if she also paid someone else to record the video on purpose then post it to the whole school? Was she actually trying to damage her own reputation? Was it because Diamond did not want to be Student Council President anymore but felt she could not step down because of the pressure of her mother? So many possibilities turned over in her mind. While that happened, she reached across her desk and provided her cat, Princess, what she was really after, a good brushing to get all that thick, extra fur off of her thick coat. Silver’s phone began to vibrate and ring. The caller was identified as Sunset Shimmer. Oh, Sunset! Silver thought brightly, then quickly contemplated the potential purpose of the call. Very quickly she realized that this may have something to do with the fight that occurred in her office. Perhaps Sunset wished to get some assurances that neither she nor the school would get sued for what happened in there, but Silver knew that Sunset’s fears would be unfounded in this case. Even if it was she who was the one being attacked, Silver had no intention of holding it against one of the coolest professors in Canterlot High. So, without further adieu, Silver swiped up her phone in order to answer it. But, in order to do that, she had to stop brushing her cat who promptly looked up at her and meowed as if to complain, “I did not give you permission to stop brushing!” “Oh, quiet, you!” Silver barked back at her cat then lifted her phone up to her face. “Hello, Sunset. It’s a pleasure to hear from you. What can I do for you?” Silver asked brightly. “Um…” Another familiar voice sounded from the other end of the line. It was decidedly not Sunset Shimmer, “TH-This isn’t Ms. Shimmer,” Diamond said quietly. “DIAMOND?!” Silver screeched so loudly that it startled her cat off her lap. In fact, the cat's claws dug through her dress in that moment which scratched up Silver’s legs, so she screeched again, but this time for a different reason. “Ow! Hey, Princess, is that any way to show gratitude to your mama?” Silver complained, then brought the phone back up to her face. “Okay, Diamond, what do you want, and why are you calling me from Sunset’s phone?” “I-I just… wanted to see how you’re feeling about that v-video… I’m at Sunset’s apartment right now. I’m…” Diamond paused, taking a breath and swallowing to steel her nerves, “I’m sorry…” “What the hell are you doing at Sunset’s place?” Silver questioned more harshly than she actually intended to sound. Deep down, she was really curious and concerned. “I… I ran away from mother… she was… I was… We were in one of her meetings when the video arrived on my phone,” Diamond said through strain. “Oh,” Silver said in an empty way as she leaned back in her seat. In her head, she could easily play out how a scenario like that would unfold. Whether or not Diamond was actually responsible for that video, Spoiled Rich certainly would not be, and she would take the news very hotly. But the odd thing was, why now? Spoiled had been a bitch to her best friend for years, and this was the straw that finally broke the camel's back? Well, since she had Diamond on the phone, it was time to get some answers. “Well, since you asked, I am curious about quite a number of things about the video. For one thing, is it true? Is this really you in this video?” Silver asked with a critical voice. “Y-Yes… Yes, that’s me… I um… yeah,” Diamond said very weakly, her voice full of shame. “And you weren’t going to tell me about this?!” Silver asked sharply, but then something occurred to her. “Diamond … what’s wrong with you? You aren’t sounding like your usual self.” “N-No… Why would I ever want to burden you with this mess? I just wanted you to not have to think about this, to not have to worry about me! I don’t want you to hurt over me!” Diamond cried, nearly sobbing by the end of her sentence. “Diamond, we are fucking best friends … or at least we used to be! I thought that implied we would be open and honest with each other, but lately it seemed like all you wanted to do was push me away! That HURTS, you know! You HURT me! You hurt me and I …” Silver’s phone lowered from her face to her chest for a moment as she struggled to compose her raging emotions. Silver’s family had always taught her to hide such things from the world, especially to each other. Revealing intense emotions was undignified for a member of her family and as such … But then Silver noticed that Diamond was wailing on her end of the phone, so Silver lifted her end back up to her ear in order to continue to hear Diamond out. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I never wanted to hurt you. I’m so sorry that I hurt you… Please know that. I hope that you can forgive me. I just… I can’t… I don’t know what I’m going to do. Mother is going to kill me… I know it. I have to stay away. I don’t think the election is going to go my way anymore anyway… I think… I just need time alone,” Diamond finished quietly. “Whoa, calm down, girl. Let’s think this through,” Silver urged. Silver Spoon brushed her fingers through her hair in frustration. Gods, it was so hard to calm down herself right now. This was the moment Silver was waiting for for so long. Now that it had finally happened, she was feeling overwhelmed herself. “Um … okay. Let’s examine our options here. First of all, you’re welcome to stay at my place. You can crash here for as long as you …” Silver trailed off as she re-thought that. When she considered the matter further, she had her doubts that her family would really defend Diamond Tiara from the wrath of Spoiled Rich. They might make fun of Spoiled behind her back, but never in front of her face because she was too wealthy, and powerful, for that. Damn it, what are we going to do? I have to think calmly and logically, Silver urged herself. But while trying to calm down, Diamond continued to rant on her end of the conversation. “No… I-I can’t do that. Your family would sell me out in a heartbeat, you know that… It’s okay… I think I might have an option. I… I said Sweetie Belle a text… I hope she’ll respond,” Diamond said softly. “Whoa, wait! Slow down! What option? What about Sweetie Belle? What’s she have to do with any of this?” Silver asked in a frantic hurry which, again, she squeezed her eyes shut and berated herself for. Diamond sobbed, “There’s… something else…,” After a moment, Silver’s phone dinged, notifying her she had received a text message. The text contained an image, a photo of Diamond’s arm covered in myriad scars from perhaps years of self-inflicted injuries. Diamond had gone quiet, possibly waiting for Silver’s response. Silver gawked at the image silently for quite a while as her brain struggled to process this new information. In fact, she was quiet for so long that Diamond responded first. “S-Silver… Are you… Are you there? Please talk to me…” Diamond requested sadly. “Oh, um … yeah,” Silver responded while struggling to force moisture in her mouth. “I’m here. It’s just … I don’t know what to say other than … did your mother do this to you? Or …” she left the last thought hanging. Even the thought of it was too painful for her brain to process. After a moment of silence from both of them, Silver fiercely demanded, “Damn it, Diamond, what the hell has gotten into you lately?!” “N… No, it wasn’t mother. I-I did that… um… It’s just… I don’t know how to explain it, Silver… but I feel like it helps. I know it’s scary. I’m sorry. I don’t even know if I can stop anymore…” Diamond pleaded. The hand on Silver Spoon’s phone quakes for a moment. Then, despite her intense effort at restraint, she started to break down and cry. While doing that, almost without thinking, Silver Spoon hung up with her friend. Diamond swallowed, staring at Sunset’s phone. “No…” she cried. “NO!” she screamed as she threw the phone across the room. It bounced off of one wall and landed on the floor, but didn’t appear to be broken. Diamond’s sobs grew loud as she buried her face in a pillow. “Diamond, what’s wrong?!” Sunset cried out as she ran back into the living/bedroom, only to see Diamond crying in her pillow. Her gaze swept across the room until she located her phone which was flung across the room. Sunset bent down, picked it up, then examined it. She eyes widen, stunned, when she noticed that her phone was not cracked. After that, Sunset put her phone back into her pocket and looked to Diamond with a sympathetic frown. Following that, she went over to Diamond and affectionately stroked Diamond across her back. “I heard some parts of the conversation, at least from your end,” Sunset brought up. “Give her time. I’m sure she just felt overwhelmed right now, but she’s your friend. She will pull herself up again, and then she’ll be ready to support you one-hundred percent. In the meantime, you have me … and anyone else you give me permission to share this secret with.” At that moment, Sunset’s phone buzzed, notifying her she received a text. Diamond’s muffled voice replied, “She hates me… I just know it…” through the pillow. “I’m sure Silver just feels afraid and confused, but she’ll get over it, especially for your sake,” Sunset said soothingly. A short moment later, Sunset realized something, “Or are you talking about Sweetie?” “I mean Silver… and Sweetie… and mother… and just everyone!” Diamond sobbed. Sunset’s phone buzzed again. Diamond pounded a fist into her pillow. Tears started to well up in Sunset’s eyes as she continued to pat Diamond for a moment longer, then reached into her pocket and pulled out her thankfully undamaged phone. She paused a moment to examine the caller ID. It said Sweetie Belle. “OH! DIAMOND!” Sunset pat her back excitedly. “You finally got a text back from Sweetie. Want to see it?” Her look shifted to a slightly smug grin. “Now you’ll see how wrong you are about everyone hating you!” Sunset hadn’t even read the text yet and she was already confident of that answer. “Wh… What?” Diamond pushed herself up from the pillow and turned her gaze to Sunset, “Really?” “Yeah!” Sunset handed over her phone. “Check this out, only this time … please don’t chuck away my phone anymore! It’s a miracle it wasn’t damaged the first time.” Diamond, trembling, took the phone from Sunset and looked at the message. While she did that, Sunset went back into the kitchen to fetch Diamond’s heated tea. It should be ready by now. Sweetie Belle: Hi Diamond! I saw that video, how awful that someone did that to you! Are you okay? Do you need to talk? I’m not mad at you, I don’t know why I would be. Why are you texting me from Sunset’s phone? I’m sorry it took so long for me to respond, I’ve been watching the Stallions game with Daddy. Why don’t you have your phone? What’s going on?” Diamond paused a moment to consider her response and to sort out her own feelings, mostly relief. While that was going on, Sunset returned and offered Diamond the same cup as before, but this time it was filled with warm tea. “Here you go, Honey!” Sunset offered sweetly. “Warm green tea, just the way you like it.” Diamond took the tea, and gave it a sip, then began to type a reply to Sweetie. While she did that, Sunset sat beside Diamond supportively, but did not spy on the text. Sunset Shimmer: I’m so happy you replied. I thought for sure you would hate me by now. I’m sorry you had to find out like that. I’ve been thinking a lot, and I would really like to try to be friends, if you still want to? I’m at Sunset’s apartment right now, I ran away from home. I have a lot to tell you, but mother was in the room when I got the video on my phone. Sunset got Fluttershy to take care of me. I was lost in the woods for a while, then Sunset kind of crossed paths with me on a stretch of road. I called Silver, but I think she’s done with me. I’m glad you’re talking to me.” Sweetie Belle; Why wouldn’t I be talking to you? You’re my friend, and you have been all this time as far as I’m concerned. I will never hate you, I promise. I know that Ms. Shimmer is taking good care of you. She’s been a friend of my family for a long time, so I know she can be trusted. Are you going to stay with her or do you need someplace else to stay? Diamond paused to look at Sunset. “Um… Can I stay here for a bit?” Sunset smiled softly at Diamond as she assured, “Sure, Honey. Stay as long as you want.” Her expression became a good deal more serious. “For as long as you are in my company, I’m not going to let anyone hurt you. Not even you! Do you understand me? You are not to hurt yourself in my presence. I won’t let you.” Then, all of the sudden, Sunset widened her eyes in delight as she exclaims, “Oh, there is the darn remote!” Sunset gets up to fetch it. Diamond turned back to the phone and began to type again. Sunset Shimmer: Sunset said I can stay at her house, it’s okay. Thank you. So, you really mean it when you say you won’t hate me? Sweetie Belle: Pinkie Promise! Diamond finally wore a tiny smile. Tears were in her eyes due to relief and joy rather than grief as she typed one more message. Sunset Shimmer: Thank you… You don’t know how badly I needed to hear that. Thank you so much. Diamond set the phone down and looked at Sunset. “I’m sorry I threw your phone, Sunset…” Sunset opened her mouth to reply but, before that happened, her phone started ringing. Since Diamond was closer, she ended up checking it first. Sweetie was calling, so Diamond automatically answered. “H-Hello?” Diamond breathed into the phone. “Diamond? Oh, goodness, I‘m so glad to hear your voice,” she said, though Diamond could clearly hear Sweetie’s father chastising a particular play, “Sorry, Daddy gets pretty passionate about his football games!” “Oh, um, it’s okay. You spent a lot of time with your father?” Diamond asked, only a hint of jealousy creeping in. Sunset nudged Diamond for a moment. When she got her attention, Sunset wordlessly asked, “Is it Sweetie Belle?” Diamond looked up and nodded in reply. In response, Sunset nodded in acceptance then turned on the television, but she turned it way down to an almost indistinguishable volume. To make up for that, she also enabled closed captioning. While all that happened, Sweetie went on, heedless of any activity in Sunset’s house. “On his days off, mostly. He took one off to take care of me while I’m out of school and recovering,” Sweetie replied. “Oh, that sounds nice. He sounds really sweet,” Diamond said. “He’s the best daddy I could ever have asked for, that’s for sure,” Sweetie said, then abruptly started cheering at a play alongside Hondo. Diamond giggled at Sweetie’s cheering, smiling genuinely for the first time since arriving in Sunset’s apartment. “How are you holding up, Sweetie? Any pain?” Sweetie’s cheering died down, then she replied, “Oh, Daddy got me some Tylenol, so my head is doing a bit better.” “Oh COME ON!” Diamond heard Hondo Belle called in complaint. “That was a foul, Ref! A FOUL!” “Um… Wh-Who are you rooting for?” Diamond asked tentatively. Her knowledge of football was absolutely nothing. “This household roots for the Stallions. The Changelings aren’t a bad team, and right now they’re up by a touchdown, and we don’t like that!” Sweetie replied. “Damn straight!” Hondo fiercely agreed in a cheering voice. Following that statement, it was easy for Diamond to imagine that Sweetie’s father hugged his daughter in appreciation for that comment. Sweetie giggled, sounding a little winded. “Will you be okay if I watch the rest of this game with Daddy and call you later?” she asked. Diamond sighed, “Yes, I’ll be okay. I’m just glad to hear from you. I was so scared you hated me… but… but you don’t?” “No, of course not. You’re my friend. I do want to spend time with daddy, okay? But I do care about you, and you can text me if you want, I’ll try to respond. Um… and if you wanted to, you could come over my house just to hang out sometime?” Diamond blinked, “I… um… I’d like that, only… I don’t know where you live.” “So I’ll tell you,” Sweetie replied. “Actually, I’ve got a better idea. I‘ll text you so you can keep it for your records, okay?” “Okay. Yeah, thank you,” Diamond replied. “Okay. Take care, and remember, I’m your friend for life. Pinkie Promise,” Sweetie said. Diamond smiled happily as she replied, through more tears, “Okay, I’ll remember. Thank you so much.” Diamond hung the phone up. The phone chimed, notifying Diamond of a text message. It provided Sweetie’s address and the fact that Diamond could just as easily ask Sunset for directions, for she knows the way. Now that Diamond hung up on her conversation, Sunset looked at Diamond and asked her, “You okay there?” Sunset checked. “Yeah. I’m okay. Thank you, Sunset,” Diamond replied as she took another sip of the tea, “I think I’m starting to understand why I’ve never had a boyfriend… or even anyone that was interested in me.” “Oh?” Sunset asked curiously with a slight tilt of her head. “I guess I never really noticed. The other day, though, Skeedaddle said Hi to Sweetie and ignored me. She knew he was in a relationship with Kettle Corn, and he walked into a wall or something after she was brought up...um… Boys don’t pay much attention to me. I mean… I guess they notice me, stare at me, but they don’t talk to me.” Diamond confessed. Sunset rested her head on her fist and her elbow on the arm of the couch as she continued to regard Diamond as she asked, “And does that bother you?” “I… I don’t know… I’m not much to look at, honestly… I don’t know why they’d bother… but I wouldn’t mind one talking to me every once in awhile… I must be pretty horrible if they avoid me like that, huh?” Diamond asked. “What?!” Sunset asked in an objecting tone, then went on to say, “No, Honey, you are a beautiful flower.” Then she grinned as she thought of something better to say. “Or rather to say, a beautiful diamond. Now, a diamond can be covered in mud and grime, but beneath all of that, it remains a beautiful, strong, and valuable diamond.” Diamond sighed, “Right… Of course you would say that… but… if I’m a diamond, then… why do I feel so damn rough?” “Because your mother has not been polishing you,” Sunset said quickly, confidently, and angrily. “Instead, she’s been doing the opposite, and that pisses me off! God damn it, Diamond, your mother should be in jail for the way she treated you!” Diamond didn’t respond, remaining quiet and staring ahead. Sunset sighed as she looked back at the TV, then brought up, “Um … I found about four soap opera shows that I think you might like while you were busy on the phone.” Using her remote, she started to highlight some of them. “Any of these interest you?” “Depends. How dumb is the writing and how bad is the acting? Half of my enjoyment is stomaching the hams,” Diamond said with a small snicker. “Eh, I don’t know,” Sunset said with a shrug. “I’m not normally into soap operas, but since you are, I thought maybe that you would recognize … Oh, wait! That one is in another language.” Her eyes shifted to Diamond as she continued to scroll across the menu of shows. “You’re not into that, are you?” “Wait! Go back! Was that Sailor Moon? Was it subbed or dubbed?” Diamond asked with sharp interest. Diamond’s question caught Sunset off-guard, but she looked back at the menu and clicked “info” on her remote to open up more information on the selected item. The show was voiced in Japanese, with subtitles. Diamond’s eyes widen, “Oh! That’s rare! Usually it’s that DiC dubbed disaster! But Subbed? Good find!” Diamond cheered. “Oh, well!” Sunset said with a surprised blink. “Okay, then. I guess we’ll watch some ‘Sailor Moon’.” She proceeded to click it to enable that channel. Silver Spoon was in her bed, hugging a tear-soaked pillow. So many emotions were churning inside of her, and it was more than she was typically accustomed to. Fear, anger, and anxiousness were chief among them. In her head, a very strong part of Silver wanted to call Diamond back because Diamond finally reached out to her and it seemed that Diamond really needed her, but every time Silver tried to commit herself to action, some fear held her at bay for some reason. Eventually she concluded that she needed more time to recover from the news she gained, but she also needed some assurance that Diamond would not close the social door on her because of Silver’s reaction. If she could not call Diamond, she decided to at least settle for a text message. Silver Spoon: Diamond, I don’t fully understand what is going on with you, but I’d like to know. Can we talk about this later? Like at lunch in the cafeteria maybe? Their food might be repulsive, but it’s something. Silver Spoon: Honestly, I just want to talk to you. I don’t care where and I don’t care when. Just please make sure you contact me at some time. I don’t want to be shut out again. I HATE being abandoned. After sending the last text, Silver Spoon sprawls across her enormous bed with her cellphone in her left hand and her right hand resting above her forehead. Until Diamond gave some kind of response, Silver felt like she could not really breathe. Minutes passed in silence, except the sound of Princess grooming herself and Silver breathing. Once that time had passed, her phone chimed. A reply from Diamond? Silver thought to herself anxiously. Finally! Sunset Shimmer: Silver, I’m so glad you replied. I was so sure that you hated me now, and wanted nothing to do with me. I didn’t know you felt abandoned, I’m so sorry for putting you through that. I’d like to talk to, I just don’t know how much I’m ready to tell you yet. I hope you understand. But I won’t shut you out again. Will you give Sweetie a chance, too? Tears rise up in Silver’s eyes very quickly upon reading that message. For a moment, she couldn’t respond since she needed some time to recover, but since she feared that Diamond might abandon her again if the response took too long, she wiped her eyes quickly then proceeded to text her next message. Silver Spoon: Sure. Fine. Whatever. As long as I get to talk to you, I don’t care who you bring. I’d even accept Scootaloo’s presence at this point, but be warned that I highly doubt we’ll have an amicable relationship in that case. That is, between me and Scoots. She is such a BITCH! Sunset Shimmer: Honestly, Silver, can you see either of us is any better? She’s poor, doesn’t really know any better, and none has bothered to teach her. An evil smirk spreads across Silver lips, then she proceeds to text. Silver Spoon: Well, I guess somebody is going to have to educate her on her place. Seconds later, she added another text. Silver Spoon: Sweet and Elite. Cannot be beat. Silver sent that text and waited for her friend to finish their catchphrase. Sunset Shimmer: Never forget you’re all under our feet! Do you think that’s right anymore? Silver was surprised by that last question. She pondered that for a moment, then texted back. Silver Spoon: Do you? Sunset Shimmer: I just wonder if we should really look down on people anymore? Oh my god! She really has changed! Silver thought to herself. Silver Spoon: Honestly, I was just following you. We don’t have to do that, if you don’t want to anymore. Silver Spoon: I just want to be with you, my best friend. Sunset Shimmer: I want that too. Thank you, Silver. I’m glad you’re giving me another chance. Silver Spoon: I’m just glad you are giving me a chance. I thought you didn’t want me in your life anymore. Silver Spoon: And what’s with the purging anyway? You’re too thin as it is. Sunset Shimmer: Oh please. I am so far from thin… Why do you think boys don’t talk to me? Silver Spoon: You DUMMY! As for the boys, I don’t know. I think they are just intimidated by you. Sunset Shimmer: Intimated? By me? How? Silver Spoon: I’m not sure. Probably because of your status. That, and maybe your mom. Sunset Shimmer: I hadn't thought of that. Well… Is there anyone you’re interested in? Silver Spoon: I just thought of another reason why boys might fear you. Silver Spoon: It may have something to do with your political status as Student Council President. Silver Spoon: It’s like that same feeling we might get around police officers, even if we’re not doing anything wrong. You understand now? Silver Spoon: As for the answer to your question, the answer is, believe it or not, Snails. Sunset Shimmer: What? Snails? What do you see in him? And have you talked to him about it? Silver Spoon: Well, I find him sweet, understanding, mellow, and non-judgmental. He saw through me and found my vulnerable side without even trying, and he didn't take advantage of it. Instead, he comforted me as best he could. He was there for me when no one else was. Silver Spoon: If there is one thing you should have learned about women, seeing as you’ve been one for 17+ years, I would have thought you’d figure out by now that we’re motivated by our emotions first and foremost, and Snails made me feel … validated. Completed. Appreciated. Whole. Sunset Shimmer: Wait… are you two actually dating? Silver Spoon: Yeah, for about a year. Hint-hint. Sunset Shimmer: Oh… So it was because of me that you were so upset in the first place. I’m sorry. Silver Spoon: Well, in this case, the situation turned out alright. I’ve got a boyfriend now, and if you’re talking to me again, I regained my best friend too! Sweetness! Sunset Shimmer: I guess that’s true. I’m glad you don’t hate me Silver Spoon: I’m glad too. Silver Spoon: Please don’t do that to me again, or I’ll never forgive you! Sunset Shimmer: Okay okay! It won’t happen again! I swear! Silver Spoon: Okay. I’ll talk to you later, then. Right now, I feel emotionally drained, so I’m going to get some sleep. Talk to you tomorrow? Silver realized something else which prompted her to start typing up her next text. But, when she pressed enter, she got Diamond's response at the same time. Sunset Shimmer: Yes, we will. If I’m okay to go to school. I’m not sure I’m ready to face that, yet. I think they’ll all be waiting for me, don’t you? Um, I’m watching Sailor Moon with Sunset Shimmer. I hope you feel better after some sleep. Silver Spoon: oh, btw, how are you doing over at Shimmer’s place? Sunset Shimmer: I’m doing better. Even more now that we’re talking again. And Sweetie doesn’t hate me either. I’m okay knowing that. Sunset is taking good care of me, she’s really sweet. Silver gave her phone a questioning look, then she typed. Silver Spoon: Why are you so interested in Sweetie Belle anyway? Isn’t she beneath your notice? Silver Spoon: You know what? Nvm. We’ll talk about it at school tomorrow. Silver Spoon: goodnight, Diamond. Sunset Shimmer: She might be, but I don’t think so. Goodnight Silver.