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// 11 - Special Holidays - Canterlot Movie Club 
// Story: Sunset Shimmer - Six Friends One Heart 
// by Babroniedad 
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Canterlot Movie Club



The girls of the CMC met in their meeting room during the first break. “This is bad. This is really, really bad!” gasped Scootaloo. “We are so caught. We are so in trouble.”

“I heard she was beaten within an inch of her life and is on life support in the hospital. We are so going to be jailed - as murderers!” wailed Sweetie Belle, pulling her hair, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Ya all need to chill! We done goofed, but ther’s no need ta panic,” said Applebloom, pulling the girls into a hug. “Relax. Breath. We just need ta stop posting for a bit while we figure this out.”

“Done!” exclaimed Sweetie Belle. “I’m not touching that account until we figure out how to shake ourselves free from this.”

Scootaloo continued to hyperventilate, while Applebloom held her, repeating her refrain. “Just breath Scoots. Slow breaths. It’ll be fine.”

“We should just delete the account!” gasped Scootaloo, once she had caught her breath again. “Just delete it and pretend it never happened. No one will ever know.”

“We can’t do that, Scoots'' growled Applebloom. “We ain’t got what we wanted, not yet. We need ta make sure she’s really gone. Just hold up a bit. We can delete it if’n she really is gone and we got our sisters back.”

“And if we don’t delete it? And they find us ‘cause they know it can’t be Sunset now? We’d be so fried! We should just do it now, it’s not worth it!” shot back Scootaloo.

Sweetie Belle chimed in. “Hold on Scoots. I agree with Applebloom. Let’s take it slow. We can delete it any time. Let’s find out if the She-Demon is really gone first. Then if she really is out of our lives, and we got what we started this for, we can delete it.”

Applebloom nodded. “Yeah, we can delete it then. Let’s go to this meetin’ first. See what they have to say, and find out what is going on. We can decide after that. But for now - no more postin’. Agreed?”

“Agreed!”

“Yeah, agreed!”

The three girls chatted for the remainder of the break, then returned to their classes.





Lunch was unusually quiet. The normally boisterous lunch hall was filled with nervous students, checking their phones while whispering to each other. Everyone noticed the queen bee responsible for the school’s latest troubles was conspicuously absent. Her friends... Former friends sat at the table they usually shared, quietly whispering, casting nervous glances.