//------------------------------// // TLM, C-Shells (comedy) // Story: Sunset’s Feet Extra Stories // by TheOneAJ //------------------------------// Sunset yawned awake as she felt the morning Sun reflect off her. Rubbing her eyes, she lifted up off her bed and swam over to her mirror. The first thing she took note of was her bed-headed hair that sway around in the water. Winking at herself, she took a comb, and put in the minimalist effort to straighten herself up. After that, she unhooked her sleeping she’ll bra, a much looser and more comfortable thing made of seaweed, and reach for her day shells. However, upon placing them on her chest, she felt something, off. “What the hell?” Sunset though, noting how the shells covered less than they had the day before. Maters only got worse when she tried to tie them behind her back, only for the string to not reach. “Come on, she mumbled, pulling with all her might, until… ‘Rippppp!’ The string between the two shells in front snapped apart, and floated separately to the ground. “Okay,” Sunset said, holding up her hands and taking a breath. “So, it was an older pair of shells. No big deal.” This proved to be a bigger deal, as shell bra after shell bra piled up upon her floor. “Sunset!” an hour later, the voice of one Pinkie Pie knocked. “You awake?” “Not right now, Pinkie,” Sunset muttered, pulling with all her might on one of her few remaining bra strings. Arching her back, she swore she felt if she tried just a little harder, she would be able to tie— “But, Sunny,” her friend moaned, opening the door. “You’re going to miss breakfast. I’m making— There was another ripping noise, as something flew past Pinkie’s head and embedded itself into the stone wall. Pinkie looked at the clam, and back to her friend who had her arms covering her chest, and noticed all the broken bra’s on the floor. “Don’t say anything,” Sunset said with a sigh. “What?” Pinkie giggled, hand to her mouth. “That you’ll need some new bras? That rather than buying, b-shells, now you’ll need— “No!” Sunset warned. However, it was so obvious, by that point, Pinkie had to say, “Sea, shells in size?” Sunset slapped her forehead.