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// Pentagramma - Part 7 
// Story: Book 1 - The Behemoth came to Canterlot 
// by Equimorto 
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"Thanks again for having us," Applejack said, stepping back into Sunny's bedroom. She'd changed into her own set of pyjamas, as had the rest of the girls. "Are you sure your parents won't mind?"
"Hah. My parents wouldn't even find out about this if I didn't tell them. They don't mind me having people over, as long as nobody breaks anything." Her eyes seemed to wander towards Lemon Zest as she said those last words, but maybe it was just an impression.
"You should have seen the party she organised at the end of last year," Sour said. "The neighbours didn't call the police only because there are no neighbours."
"Don't you ever get lonely, here by yourself in such a big house?" asked Applejack, sitting down onto a pillow on the ground.
Sunny bit her lower lip for a moment. "I think I might, if I stayed here. I suppose it's why I spend most of my day elsewhere. We do have a smaller house I occasionally live in instead. But during the winter I rarely bother, too much trouble turning on and off the heating system and then dealing with the cold once I come back here."
"You can't be seriously complaining about having all this for yourself, Sunny. I wish I didn't have to share my place with my siblings." Lemon was absent-mindedly looking at her phone, still waiting for Indigo to come back.
"You don't live with your siblings anymore," Sour pointed out. "Not with your parents, either."
"Yeah, but I'm not on my own yet," Lemon whined, placing her phone on top of the nearest table and sitting down on a pillow much like Applejack was.
"I was going to say that sharing a room with Indigo doesn't count as there being restrictions, considering how low her standards of decency are," Sour replied, "but then I remembered yours are nonexistent."
"Oh, so we're at the part of the evening where we point out Lemon's complete lack of human decency," said Indigo, stepping past the door and into the bedroom. "Trust me, you girls have no idea how bad it gets."
"So," Sunny spoke up, "what do you girls want to do? Boardgames?"
From her spot behind Sunny, Sour drummed her fingers over the stack of boxes piled onto the table.
"Maybe later," Lemon said. "Oh! How about Truth or Dare?"
"We've been past the point in our lives where anyone would choose dare without being drunk for years," Sour replied. "I think it's time we move past the pretense too and start acknowledging trading secrets for what it really is."
"At what point does it devolve into middle-aged women sharing petty gossip while waiting at a laundrette?" asked Sunny.
Indigo shivered. "Oh, please, none of that. I'm still young and sexy."
"Are you saying older women can't be sexy?" Lemon asked from the opposite end of the room.
"Are you saying they are?"
"Sunburst's mum."
Indigo opened her mouth once to reply, then closed it. "That's not fair," she said after a moment.
Applejack chuckled. "Truth or Truth works for me, if y'all wanna go with that."
Sour shrugged. "It is always fun to catch up on what even more embarrassing stuff Lemon's gotten up to since the last time. Sure, I'm in."