The next morning, just in the earliest hours of day, when only the morning star was above the horizon, before it could herald the sun. Almost everyone of the party was sound asleep before, “RISE AND SHINE!!!” shouted Sour as all the girls jerked and jumped out of their beds. “Applejack says breakfast is almost ready.” she added sweetly. All groaned as they recovered from the shock before as they changed into what they were going to wear that day, each at her own pace.
Outside they found a fairly basic breakfast spread out with Sour at the table ready to eat. The barbarian was not dressed in her usual brown bear based suit, instead she wore a white furred tunic with black fur leggings, with the bear’s bones making her belt, with the skull hung around her neck, with the top of her tunic made out of the head of the black and white bear. While most were unphased by the barbarian’s getup, “Um, you do know those only eat plants right?” the druid question.
“I’m a berserker, I wear shirts made from bears.” Sour retorted. Fluttershy could only sigh. The reaction the rest had were mixed. Some of the ladies chuckled, others rolled their eyes, while Rainbow seemed to offer some silent comfort for her best and longest friend.
“Whoo! Whril-Con Mus-Fes Day One!” shouted Lemon as she was the last to exit. She had in her hands a paddle with the logo of the Rainbolt, which itself was a rainbow with the Aura Marks of the Rainbooms coming from the stylised S of the Shadowbolts with their Aura Marks within the S itself, with Sunset’s Aura Mark placed in what could described as the merging point. “Come and get it!” she shouted as she swung her paddle.
However Sunset dodge it like had seen it coming from five parsecs away and going a millimeter a second. “HA! NOT TODAY!” she shouted in joy. Everyone looked at Sunset somewhat confused. Save Pinkie.
“What do you call a PostCrush fan with three eyes?” she asked in joval tone to get people’s focus off of Sunset.
Sunset placed an arm over Pinkie’s shoulders, “You call her Pinkie Pie, because you spell her name with three I's!” she answered, delivering the punchline properly. That got everyone to have a soft laugh with the occasional head shake of why the joke was even found funny before they continued their breakfast. Once finished the party headed toward the main festival grounds. This time Sunset spotted the mud puddle she had oft stepped in and evaded it. While she should have known better, “In your face, mud!” she could not help but declare in euphoria. While this did rise a few eyebrows, the rest elected to just let it go.
“This day's going to be amazing!” Pinkie cheered as they arrived at the lines to the entrance.
“I know!” Sunset agreed as they got into the line that was manned by Zephyr Breeze. “It might be slow, but security is an art. It can't be rushed.” she declared. After a few minutes Zephyr cleared the two and they gave their input to Applejack’s master itinerary, Pinkie spotted the booth with the tandem bike as the prize. Pinkie gasped. “Let’s try our luck.” Sunset whispered as they walked up and looked at the jar.
Pinkie smirked, “All I have to do is guess how many candies are in the jar.” she stated like she pretty much knew the answer. “And my sugar senses say…” she trailed off as she stuck her tongue out and waved her hands in front of the jar. After a few seconds she pulled her tongue back into her mouth and gave her answer, “Three hundred and five!” she declared with confidence. The person manning the stand pressed the nearby buzzer to indicate a wrong answer. Pinkie gave a slightly depressed but accepting “Awww.” of defeat.
“Don’t feel bad,” Sunset said as she patted it’s Five hundred seventy-two…” Sunset then paused as she recalled one of her last times she counted out the beans, “and a half, counting the green broken one.” she declared. The attendant of the stand was shocked at the number and rang the gong to indicate that the prize was won. After getting the bike, “Next stop the Neon Gardens.” Sunset said as she started pedaling, Pinkie ‘Whee-ed’ as she joined and the two headed to the Neon Garden hedge maze. Once there the two arrived they ditched the bike to run the maze. All the while Pinkie’s laughter was contagious until they exited and arrived at the art show paint water-balloon ‘fight’. Silently the two agreed to be part of it. This time around Sunset had to confess that this was fun. After the ‘show’ the two mostly cleaned up in which Pinkie showed her take on Rarity with a moustache. However unlike before Sunset too drew a moustache, on her own face. This only encouraged the laughter of the two.
About ten minutes late the two, fully cleaned and dry, exited the facility and watched the sun begin its descent pass the horizon. “This is the best day ever!” Pinkie cheered.
“Don’t let Cheese hear you say that, especially when he has to plan for your anniversary.” Sunset teased.
Pinkie gave a snort like chuckle, “Yeah,” she then thought about all the days in her life. She paused and looked over all the days in her life. “Maybe the top….” she started but then stopped as she recalled the sheer number of days that she had to count as ‘best’. After half a minute, “five hundred.” she finished. Once she did she smelt something. “Is that…” she started before she sniffed the air.
“Whirling Constellation Music Festival Cinnamon-Swirled Churros!” Sunset answered as sat returned with two of the churros in question, having seized the moment to purchase them while Pinkie was lost in her calculations.
Pinkie gasped as she accepted one of them. “How did you know?!”
Sunset chuckled, “I’ve done this alone my way, and after giving it an honest look, I realized having a perfect day wasn't perfect without... you.” Sunset said as gave her friend a hug. Pinkie gave an ‘Awwww.’ clearly of gratitude and the two bit into their churros with a clang in their mouths. Sunset rubbed her jaw, “Ow!” she complained. “Mine's hard as a rock!” she added before she started to look for the nearest place to dispose of it. “This is like eating a crowbar.”
Pinkie only giggled as she ate her churro, “I know.” she said in between bites as she devoured her churro. Sunset was left with nothing to say and elected to just let it go. Just then they saw someone dressed like a delivery person storm off from the stand that sold the churros after he shouted, “Find someone else to deliver churros backstage to PostCrush, because I quit!”. Sunset and Pinkie looked at each other, “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Pinkie asked Sunset. Sunset nodded as Pinkie pulled the tandem bike they won out of her hair.
After getting past security, the two arrived at PostCrush’s temporary housing. “Ooh, I hope they like us!” Pinkie said as they stopped. “You must've met them on one of the other days.” she assumed her friend would have done that due to the loop she has been trapped in.
Sunset shocked her head with a laugh, “Nope, First time.” she informed Pinkie as the two dismounted their bike. “And I'm glad it's with the other half of my dynamic duo.” she added with a friendly hug. After a second the hug ended and they walked up to the door. “You ready?” she asked. Pinkie nodded. Sunset then knocked on the door. “Special delivery!” she declared before the door opened. Answering the door were two young women about Sunset’s age. The shorter one was dressed in a long sleeve shirt of light blue, mid light blue and purple with a pink heart in the chest and light red sparkling mid-thigh dress with a few orange hearts around her waist and black leggings. She had light blue violet hair with streaks of magenta and cyan and cobalt eyes with two small pink hearts under her eyes. This was Supernova Zap, however despite being Indigo’s cousin, one could easily mistaken her for being Sour’s sister. The taller one dressed in a sleeveless dress. The top had what looked like yellow-white fur that went over the shoulder which connected to the main body of the top which looked like a sparkling blue and purple heart with two magenta hearts on the front. The lower part of the dress had two small trains around the dress, the top most was a sparkling magenta with a darker magenta one beneath that. The main dress, which was mid-thigh, had large patches of purple with three orange hearts and patches of pink covered with sparkles. She had sapphire eyes with bright cerise hair with magenta and violet highlights with magenta hearts under her eyes. This was Kiwi Lollipop, and while her relationships were unknown save her career with Supernova, one could easily assume she had a familial connection to Sunny.
Before either Kiwi or Supernova could speak, “We are huge, huge, generous fans!” Pinkie declared jovially.
Supernova and Kiwi were both confused for a blink and you’ll miss it lapse of time. However Kiwi’s expression changed after said blink to one as if nothing had happened, while Supernova was still confused. She was about to speak when Kiwi coughed. “Yeah, thanks for making the delivery today. We weren’t expecting fans to make it!” she said also too cheerfully as if she was expecting someone else.
That comment seemed to pass Pinkie by, but Sunset didn’t blink and the comment didn’t slip by. “Today’s been funny.” Sunset said with a slightly squinted left eye.
Supernova and Kiwi nodded, neither seeming to notice that Sunset caught Supernova’s slip. “Still thanks for the delivery and for being fans.” Kiwi said in gratitude, however she couldn’t shake a sudden onset of nervousness. “Say, we got some last minute prep for when we get on stage….”
“Totally understand!” Pinkie cut her off with a salute. “We won’t keep you up.” Pinkie started to turn, “Come on, Sunset.” she said as she took Sunset’s left hand.
However Sunset took another step forward, “Say, before we go, could I shake your hand.” She said as she took her left hand back and offered both to Kiwi and Supernova. “It would mean a lot to me, think of it as a thank-you for all your music.”
Kiwi and Supernova looked at each other for a second and shrugged their shoulders. “Anything for a fan.” Kiwi said as she took Sunset’s right hand and Supernova took Sunset’s left hand.
“Veritatem.” Sunset whispered as her eyes and focus gem glowed as did Kiwi and Supernova’s eyes.
It was night as Kiwi and Supernova were walking not far from where the musicians and other performers of the Whirling Constellation Music Festival had their temporary housing set up, along the edge of the small forest. They were about a kilometer in, as Kiwi finally spoke, giving a voice to the tension between the two. “Tomorrow has to be perfect!” She declared as she kicked a rock out of their way. “We've only got one shot at this!” she added, turning towards the sky in frustration.
Supernova groaned as she turned away, “As if I'm not super-duper aware, K-Lo!” she wanted to curse out her partner as she kicked at the dirt too. However she uncovered something in the soil. It was a golden medallion that was shaped around a circle with a set of folded wings around the base and a point at the top. In the medallion was a crescent of purple with three starts hinting to a night’s sky over an eye-like shape. The two were bewildered by the item they found. Kiwi picked it up and pressed the point. This caused the golden eye shape to open to reveal an eye. There was zap and the two woke up in their apartment in Manahattan. It didn’t take long for them to figure out that they had reset the day.
Time flashed to after their performance, when Sunset was on the hill bemoaning her lot. “That was terrible!” Supernova snapped as tears started to form in her eyes.
Kiwi looked at the medallion they found as a stern and resolute frown formed on her face, “We can do it again, and it will be perfect.” She then pressed the top activating the artifact again.
The vision changed to show them performing their song again. However there was a minor hiccup, one of Kiwi’s guitar strings. Kiwi then pressed the medallion activating it again, this continued almost twenty times, each time another hiccup, one had Kiwi lose her guitar bit, one had Supernova’s shoe break, another had Supernova’s drum stick break, just to list a few. Each time one noticed a mishap, Kiwi would use the Time Twirler.
After the twentieth reset, Sunset let go of both Kiwi’s and Supernova’s hands with a gasp. “You found the Time Twirler!.” Sunset declared as she took a step back and pointed at the two. “You're the ones causing the time loop!” she accused the two.
Kiwi was left flabbergasted and her mouth agape as she blinked. However, Supernova was able to voice her confused state, “How did you see my brain?” she asked.
“Pyromancy can burn through a lot of things.” Sunset answered.
At this point Kiwi had collected herself, “Yes, we’ve been looping our show and we’re gonna loop our show 'til it's perfect!” she declared. “Fans like you wouldn't get it.” she sighed in defeat.
“But I do.” Sunset countered as she placed her right hand over her heart. “I wanted things to go perfectly today, too.” She added, trying to show that she actually understood. “But now I know they never do.”
Supernova and Kiwi looked at each for a second and then back, to Sunset and Pinkie, “Then we. Stop. Never!” she declared empathizing each word with building force.
“And now that we know you're in on our little secret, you'll never set foot inside this festival again.” Kiwi added, as what seemed to be both a smug grin and a remorseful frown formed on her lips.
Sunset was not phased. “Go ahead. Take a picture and hang it and as many copies as you can make up.” she smirked as she crossed her arms, seeming to have won this exchange. “Tomorrow morning, they'll all disappear.” she added pointing out the flaw in the band’s plan and compounding what she assumed was her victory.
The remorseful frown that was mixed in Kiwi’s expression vanished, “Ever heard of drawings?” she asked as the smug grin took even more of her face.
“Everything resets.” Sunset pointed out.
Supernova had a slight chuckle, “You don't, and neither do we.” she pointed out. This caused Sunset to blink a couple of times as she started to recall what she experienced and what she saw. “Now that I've seen your faces,” Supernova took out a pen and piece of paper and at the speed of light drew almost flawless to scale depictions of Sunset and Pinkie. “Singing and drums aren’t the only things I’m good at.” She said as she showed her work. “All I have to do is draw this when we get up and you won’t be getting through the gate foreva!” This left Sunset speechless as Pinkie gasped in horror. Supernova then cuffed her left hand to the side of her check, “SECURITY!” she shouted. This got the attention of the closest security guard, who happened to be Zephyr Breeze.
Once he arrived, “Too bad we don’t have Rainbow.” Pinkie commented, speaking into Sunset’s ear. Sunset could only sigh knowing that even if Rainbow was there, it would not have helped.
As Zephyr arrived he spotted Sunset and Pinkie, “Sorry, but not even V.I.P.s are allowed backstage until tomorrow.” He said as he looked between the two attendees. He took off his uniform sunglasses, “I don’t think we want to make this a code chartreuse.” He said before he seated around the two to be behind the two.
Before anyone could register, the door that attendees were sent out closed behind Sunset and Pinkie. Sunset groaned before she started to pass and think aloud. “Tonight is my last chance to stop this before I get banned for life!” she bemoaned. “Think fast, Sunset. Come on, think!” she stopped and looked around, “Okay…” she trailed until she spotted a tree not far from “If we climb up this tree, attach a rope there, and swing over and…” she sighed as she trailed off realizing her defeat. “Who am I kidding?” she asked as she let herself drop to the ground and on her back. “I'm done for.”
Pinkie knelt down, sitting on her knees, “At least we'll be together.” She tried to comfort Sunset.
Sunset looked at Pinkie and a smile formed on her lips, “You know what?” she asked rhetorically, “That actually makes being trapped at an eternal music festival seem not half bad.” She stated her current situation and tried to see the brighter sides of things.
Pinkie gave a happy sigh and sniffed a couple of times, “What's that smell?” she asked before she sniffed again. “Could it be?” she asked until she spotted that in a pocket of Sunset’s jacket was a… “Whirling Constellation Music Festival Cinnamon-Swirled Churro!” Pinkie declared following a massive gasp of revelation before she took it from Sunset’s pocket.
“Oh, yeah.” Sunset said with a slightly guilty laugh, “Um, it was a little too inedible for my taste.” she commented.
There was a pause as the two looked at each other and recalled something she said earlier when they both tried the churros. “Like eating a crowbar!” the two declared together. They nodded and went to the door to break in using the churro as a crowbar.
Just before the two could attempt to break in, the door opened, “Seriously?” came the voice of a familiar singing foe. The two gasped as they saw the person who was letting them in.
“Adagio!” the two almost shouted recognizing the source of their assistance.
Adagio rolled her eyes with a frustrated sigh, “How stupid are you losers, trying to break back in?” she asked before she stepped aside to let the two in. As the two stood there utterly befuddled at what was happening, “Well! You coming or not?”
Pinkie ran and gave a somewhat tackle-like hug to the former siren. “Thank you, you have no idea how much this means.”
After a couple of seconds, Adagio managed to get herself out of the hug. “Don’t ever say I never helped you.” Once the two that Zephyr booted were back inside. “Well, catch you losers lat…” she turned and started to walk away.
“We need to get backstage to stop K-Lo and Su-Z!” Sunset cut Adagio off. “I don’t have much time to explain, but K-Lo has this artifact that can reset time and if we don’t get it from them, we’ll never have another shot!”
Adagio’s face was not visible to Sunset, and as such neither Sunset or Pinkie could tell what Adagio was thinking. After a second she groaned, “Fine.”
Sunset then hugged Adagio, “Thank you,” She then broke the hug as she turned to face Pinkie. “Alright Pinkie, final mission – get the Time Twirler from K-Lo's hair and turn it– twirl it off, or–” she tried to find the right way to describe the goal. She ended up groaning before she concluded, “Make it not work anymore!” she declared before Adagio and Pinkie started in the direction backstage of PostCrush’s performance. However, after only taking a few steps, “Wait.” Sunset called, making the two stop.
Adagio groaned as Pinkie turned to face Sunset and asked, “What's wrong?”
“It's just that…” Sunset trailed off slightly, “I've already seen PostCrush.” she pointed out what she experienced. “But if we break the time loop right now, you won't.” she pointed out that Pinkie had never seen the duo perform. “We're ruining PostCrush's only reunion show.” she compounded.
As Adagio started tapping her left foot in annoyance, Pinkie scoffed at Sunset’s concern that Pinkie would never get to see the performance. “Are you kidding?!” she They trapped my best friend at a super fun music festival without me for weeks! They are so going down!
Adagio groaned, “Seriously?” she asked. Pinkie’s resolve didn’t waver. The former siren sighed, “Whatever, I’ll get you two losers to them, and there we part ways. This good guy shit blows.” she said as she took a couple steps ahead of Pinkie and Sunset. The two only shock their heads before following Adagio.
Behind the stage Supernova looked at her hands, while they were no different then when they started, she could not but feel the three weeks of calluses and blisters from playing over and over again. She sighed, “I'm getting tired of living the same day over and over. Can this please be our last performance?” she asked with the invisible dark circles under her eyes clear to Kiwi.
Kiwi picked up the Time Twirler and put it in her hair like a hair pin. “We've been over this, Su-Z.” She said as she brushed her hair to hide the artifact. “We don't stop until we get it perfect.”
Just then the door opened with a boom to show Sunset and Pinkie, “Sorry to interrupt, buuuut…” Pinkie started.
“...you have something that doesn't belong to you.” Sunset finished as the two stepped farther in.
Supernova gasped at the entry of two, “Who let you two back in?!” she asked as she and Kiwi were shocked at the situation.
Sunset took another step forward as she held out her right hand towards Kiwi. “Give us the Time Twirler now!” she ordered.
Kiwi and Supernova stood up and as if on instinct took on the rudimentary stances for a fight, “You wouldn't dare!” Kiwi growled. “If you were real fans, you'd want this show to be perfect!” she protested.
“Nothing's perfect.” Sunset countered. “Now let’s not make this harder than it needs to be.” She almost pleaded in a desperate attempt to prevent a fight. “Right, Pinkie Pie?” she asked as she could feel that conflict was almost inevitable.
“Yup!” Pinkie agreed as she reached into her hair and pulled out the churro from Sunset’s pocket. She grunted as she bent the churro into a boomerang. “You just gotta make the best with what you've got!” she declared before she threw the churro. It spun around as it flew around to strike the back of Kiwi’s head with a clunk and sent the Time Twirler into Pinkie’s right hand. Kiwi growled at the turn of events as Supernova tackled Pinkie. This caused Pinkie to lose her grip on the Time Twirler as it was sent to the floor. Kiwi and Sunset then tackled each other to prevent each from getting the artifact. All the while no one noticed Adagio in the doorway.
“I’ll be taking that.” Adagio said as she took it off of the floor causing everyone to stop their fight and see the former siren.
“Adagio, if you use that, you’ll…” Sunset protested as she struggled to get out the twister-like state the four were in.
“I ain’t spending more time in Stonlingrad than I have to.” Adagio declared as she let it drop to the floor before she raised her right foot and brought it down with as much force as she could muster, destroying the artifact. “There that’s done,” she said as she brushed off her hands as if in a way to wash them clean symbolically. “Now are you four brats done acting like infants and ready to be adults?”
Kiwi was the first of the four to break out of the ball they had become, “You stupid bitch! You destroyed our legacy!” she shouted right in Adagio’s face. “Everything is riding on our show and you ruined it!” She wanted to strike Adagio but before she could Adagio slapped her with the palm of her right hand, shutting her up.
“Do you really think all those simps care if you two give a flawless performance? If you do, you’re the stupid bitch.” Adagio’s words stung harsher than the slap and the fact she was right gave it all an even greater edge. “They don’t give two flying fucks if you flub a word or if you’re flat on line, or whatever bull shit error you fixate on, all they care about is being here to see what they believe might be your last performance.”
“Wow,” Pinkie said as the four were left in utter disbelief. “Who’d have thought Adagio of all people would be the voice of reason?” Sunset was about to answer but she stopped as she saw Adagio shake her head slightly. Then it hit her, Sunset wasn’t the only one caught up in PostCrush’s time loop.
“You’re on in what,” she looked at the clock in the room, “five minutes. So here’s the deal, you’re going on stage and you’re going to put your heart and soul into the performance, flaws be damned, because that’s what makes an experience perfect, that’s what makes Life worth living. Being with people that not only put up with your imperfections, but accept you because of them.” As Adagio spoke the last bit Kiwi and Supernova looked at each other.
After recovering from Adagio’s assault, Kiwi finally rubbed her check to soothe the pain. After another second her gaze fell to the floor as it all came tumbling down. “It was fun at first…” she trailed off, while both wanting to state something yet at the same time deny the truth.
However, Supernova stepped up and spoke up in a way coming to her best friend’s aid. “But every time we got into a spat,” she started. “We ended up causing a big deal out of it that our fans feel like each performance we’d do would be our last. And since we don’t know how long we’re actually going to last…” this time she trailed off fearing what her words would enable another to infer.
This time Kiwi took over, “we had to make this perfect, we had to go out with a bang… or at least that’s what we thought.”
‘Urg…” Adagio gagged. This caused the others to turn to face the former siren. "This is so fucking saccharine,” she added before she started out, “ Screw it, I am blowing this popsicle stand before I get diabetes.” before she shut the door. “Later cunts.” she declared and was gone.
The four remaining young women were left silent. “She could have used less… shall we say colorful language?” Pinkie asked as she was the first to recover from everything.
Sunset turned to the two performers. “So what do you say?” she asked the two.
“I don't know.” Kiwi said as she looked at her hands, there was no redo, no do-over, this was it, sink or swim. “This one's for real.” The horror she felt was barely hinted at by her voice.
Supernova sighed in response to her friend, “Let's do it then.” she declared with resolve as she took her friend’s hand. “For real. It'll be you and me. Just like old times. Whatever happens happens.”
“Ladies and Gentlemen, let’s hear it for two best friends who got back together for one incredible night! PostCruuuuush!” the announcer called as it was time for the two to take the stage. Kiwi
“PostCrush! PostCrush! PostCrush!” The crowd cheered.
Before the two walked out, “You coming?” Kiwi asked Sunset and Pinkie. “It might not be us alone, but we have heard you two play with your band…” she trailed off leaving her offer not fully stated.
“We’re in.” Pinkie cheered as she pulled out Sunset’s guitar and her drumset before the four went onto stage with the cheering crowd to greet them.
Kiwi started the duo’s song, “Always first place, never second best
Only high stakes, we aim to impress
And there's no room for mistakes
Yeah, we're flawless everyday, 'cause.”
“We're all about perfection
Projecting that pure reflection
Exceeding your expectations.” Supernova joined in the song as Sunset and Pinkie joined in playing the song. It was surprising for Sunset how she could match Kiwi and cover her, Pinkie matching Supernova was not surprising as this was Pinkie.
Kiwi gave a ‘yeah’ in a break of the vocals as the four continued to play.
“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
True, true original
True, true original
True, true original
We're perfect, perfectly true.” The members of PostCrush sang together as they let Sunset and Pinkie play the instrumental of the song.
“Oh-oh, true original
Oh, oh, hey, hey
(We're perfect, perfectly true)
True original
Oh, oh
Oh, oh” Kiwi took over the song as she and Supernova rejoined playing the instrumentals of the song.
“But it's not about perfection
Settle things your own direction
Shake off the expectations” Sunset and Pinkie took over the vocals as they stopped playing for a brief bit.
“You're the true, true, true original
Dare to be who you are meant to be
Free yourself, do your thing
All your way, you're perfect, perfectly you
True, true original
True, true original
True, true original
You're perfect, you're perfectly you!” All four sang and performed as they carried the last verse and stanza of the song.
The crowd cheered and chanted, “PostCrush! PostCrush! PostCrush!” as the song finished.
“I think we just played the Whirling Constellation Music Festival!” Sunset said to Pinkie as she tried her best to not scream in jubilation over what felt like the perfect performance of the song and the perfect way to end her day and to experience what many thought would be the last performance of PostCrush. Pinkie was slightly better at containing her joy as nodded her head with closed eyes and a massive toothy grin on her face.
“Yeah, you did!” Supernova said as she and Kiwi pulled the two to join them in the current photo op.
As the other fans took photos and continued to cheer, “Now this is a perfect moment!” Sunset declared as Pinkie gave a cheerful squeal and giggled.
In the very early hours the next day, just before the morning star itself started its own accent, Sunset woke, this time she spied that Sour was still in bed. “YES!!!” she shouted, “I AM FREE, THE LOOP IS OVER!!!” She could not help but cheer. While she was greeted with the various groans of the rest as they wanted to continue their sleep in silence, she could not be parsed from celebrating, “IT’S WHIRL-CON MUS- FES DAY TWO!!!” Sunset shouted.
Bit by bit the others gave up any pretentious of sleep as they started to stir. However, Pinkie seemed to jump to life as she gasped, “That must mean we did it! Woo-hoo!” she cheered. She turned to her fully awake friend, “So what do wanna do today, Sunset?”
Sunset just giggled, “Frankly I am game for anything.” She answered, “Yesterday was the longest day of my life!” she expounded as they two started out before the rest.
Pinkie then saw a question mark appear over her own head only to realize that she had a question herself, “Hey Sunset, I doubt you’d lie about the whole time loop thing with PostCrush, but how long was that loop?”
Sunset froze for a second before she shook her head and started to laugh, “Now that is something you wouldn’t believe, but I was stuck in there for three weeks.”
Pinkie had a light laugh, “Yeah, I guess that would make it the longest day of your life.” Sunset could only laugh in response.