The weekend seemed to fly by for both Sunset and Logan. It was Sunday. There was only five more days until school would be closed for the Christmas break. They were still watching the news about the murder and there was another interview going on. This time it was focused on a middle aged woman. Logan noticed she was white skinned and looked like she could be Gilda's mother.
"I don't think you understand..." The woman sniffed. She had been crying when she heard the news. "My daughter...My sweet little angel has the most caring heart! She would never hurt a fly!"
"And how do you explain what happened that night?" the Reporter asked.
"When I said she has the most caring heart...I mean when she is in her right mind, but she has a mental illness she can't control. It makes her do horrible things!"
"So you're saying that she shouldn't be charged with the murder she committed because of an illness?"
"Yes, that's my point! I can't speak for the other three but my daughter is not a murderer!"
Logan shook his head. "Typical parents trying to defend their child. Mental illness my fucking ass, I don't think so. Her daughter planned the attack, was rational enough to insert a tracking chip, and took joy in others pain." He held Sunset in a cuddle as he tenderly kissed her on the cheek. "But don't worry, Sunset. They can't hurt you anymore." Sunset smiled sweetly at his words. "But we're still going to have to get that chip removed. Hopefully my mom got hired at a hospital."
The sound of the front door was heard unlocking and Abigail walked in. She was wearing a formal skirt and shirt. Logan and Sunset both got up from the couch. "Hey, Mom. Where did you go?"
"Oh I just got hired at the new hospital that opened up down on the street." Abigail said. She looked at Sunset. "And as soon as everything is ready me and my team will do our absolute best to remove that chip from your neck. Sunset felt a painful sting on her neck as a cruel reminder.
"Oww," she muttered as she nursed where the chip was implanted. "I hope it gets removed...even if whoever is tracking me is behind bars now, I would still like to be free from this thing."
"Don't worry, dear. I'm sure this will be no problem. I used to perform surgeries. This should be a piece of cake," Abigail reassured Sunset.
"Thanks, Mrs. Pace. I appreciate it." Sunset replied.
"Mom, did you happen to see the interview on the news?" Logan asked. Abigail nodded her head.
"It disgusts me!" she said with bitterness in her voice. "She can't even admit her daughter did a horrible thing and defending her action with a mental illness! If she was mentally ill, and her parents knew, they should have kept the gun away from her hands!" Logan agreed with her. Sunset suddenly felt hungry as her stomach began to growl. She looked embarrassed.
"Looks like someone's hungry," Logan said with a sly smile on his face.
"What would you like to eat, dear?" Abigail asked Sunset, but the latter shook her head.
"No, please. You really don't have to." Sunset said.
"Sunset, you have to try my mom's food. You'll love it. I didn't mention this, but before she worked in the medical field, she once used to run a restaurant!" Sunset was surprised at what she heard. Abigail gave a small smile.
"Really?" Sunset asked.
"Yes. She retired a few years after I was born. She told me she used to run a Michelin star restaurant. I forgot what the name was called."
"It was Abigail's Good Eats," Abigail said. Sunset was impressed.
"Wow, Mrs. Pace. I didn't know you were such an amazing cook...well if you really insist. What do you recommend?"
"Oh I know something you'll love," Abigail said with a slight grin. She turned to Logan. "Could you help me, please?"
"yeah, no problem," Logan said.
"Please just relax Sunset. Me and my son got this." Sunset nodded and rested on the couch and Logan followed Abigail into the kitchen.
*one hour later*
While Sunset waited, she took out her journal and wrote a message to Princess Twilight. She flipped to the next blank page, took out a pen and wrote
Dear Princess Twilight,
In case you haven't heard, A lot of things have happened. You know Logan? Well me and him are a couple now. I can't tell you how lucky I am to be with someone who cares for me and is always there even when my 'friends' turned a blind eye.
I got attacked by Gilda and she inserted this tracker chip on my neck, so he's offered to let me stay at his place, and his parents are some of the nicest people I have ever met. Sunset felt her heart drop as she thought about what she was going to write next. Or at least...his parent. A couple nights ago, Gilda and her gang tracked me down here. Logan's father...he went to confront them and ended up getting shot! He didn't make it...I love Logan, but I don't know if I should be around him because I'm a threat to his and his mother's life. He keeps telling me I have no blame to take for his father's death but I don't really know. I hope you can reply.
- Sunset Shimmer
Sunset heard the sound of plates being put on the table. She turned around and saw Abigail and Logan putting the food on it. Logan noticed Sunset and called out. "Hey, Sunset. It's almost ready. Just a few more minutes."
"Alright, take your time."
After about ten minutes, Abigail called over to Sunset.
"Food's ready!"
Sunset heard and got up from the couch and walked towards the table. She saw it had three plates with food on it.
"Wow, this looks really good!" she gasped.
"Why thank you," Abigail replied happily. "It's a flamin yawn, rare, peppercorned, with a side of asparagus, ceasar salad, cavier, calamari and stuffed mushrooms." Sunset looked at the food. It looked so good.
"You made all of this yourself?"
"Well not all of it," Abigail admitted. She turned to Logan who was also at the table.
"The calamari and stuffed mushrooms were mine," He said. "I actually learned how to cook from my mom. Of course I never got to help out in a resuraunt."
"Well how about we start eating then?" Abigial asked. Sunset nodded as she heard her stomach growl once more. They sat down at the table and began to eat. Sunset took a fork and a knife and cut the meat. When she tried it, she was amazed about how good it tasted. She smiled delightfully and Abigail noticed. "You like it, dear?"
Sunset nodded.
"This is so good! You really did run a Michelin Star resturaunt!" Sunset then tried the calamari and stuffed mushrooms made by Logan. The quality of his cooking was slightly worse than his mother's: It was a bit too salty for her liking, but overall it was still really good. "I love this too!" Sunset told Logan. He smiled.
"Wow...thanks," he said. After they were done eating, Logan did the dishes and put them up.
"Thanks again, for letting me stay here, Mrs. Pace," Sunset said kindly.
"Please, don't mention it," Abigial said smiling.