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// Chapter 3 
// Story: In Between 
// by LulaMoonBow 
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After hearing the news about the new Celestia, Sunset didn't really want to talk to Twilight so much anymore. She felt that Twilight didn't consider her as a friend, and that she didn't mean as much to Twilight as she had hoped. It felt as though Twilight still didn't fully trust her. Sunset didn't really want to go and ask advice from Twilight now. It would make her sound as if she was trying too hard to become close to Twilight. She sighed. She and Starlight were already at the station, and the train would be arriving in five minutes. She didn't really have a choice anymore.

"So, you must be pretty excited to meet Twilight again after so long," Starlight commented.

"Please don't mention her. I don't really want to talk about her right now," Sunset insisted.

"Oh, um... okay."

They both waited in silence until the train arrived. Starlight wanted to reassure Sunset and tell her that Twilight would have a good reason to not tell her, but if Sunset didn't want to talk about Twilight then she was not going to bring her up.

A couple of hours later, they arrived in Canterlot. The sun had just been raised. Sunset wasn't sure who raised the sun. Celestia's job was raising the sun, and Sunset thought that she would do that for all of eternity, but it was possible that she passed down all her responsibilities to Twilight, including raising the sun. But Celestia still had the ability to control the sun, her cutie mark was a sun, and even though she retired, Sunset still felt that she should be raising the sun. How would Twilight raise it anyway?

Sunset and Starlight entered the castle and made their way to the throne room. There was only one throne now, and it was occupied by the Princess. Sunset started to bow down, but Twilight objected, "No need for that. You are my friends, after all."

Sunset got up and looked at Twilight, who was sitting on a big throne wearing a beautiful crown. She realized she needed to congratulate her friend.

"Congratulations, Twilight! Celestia entrusted you with an entire country. She must've really been proud of you," Sunset put on a smile.

Twilight detected the anger and sarcasm in her voice. She instantly knew what was wrong.

"Thanks," she started. Then she sighed, "And I'm so sorry for not telling you about my coronation. I felt it would be easier to tell you in person."

"Okay. So, I'm just curious, why didn't you?"

"I was... kind of busy..."

"Too busy to inform your friend about something she should know?"

"Well..."

"Do you even care? I barely know what's going on here, you barely ever know what's going on there, we rarely ever use the journal unless it's an emergency, and now this? Are we even friends anymore?"

Twilight let Sunset throw her tantrum. She felt truly sorry for what she did. She had kept on delaying it, convincing herself that there was something more important than inviting her friend to her coronation. The truth was, she didn't know how to tell Sunset without sounding like she was showing off. But right now, seeing her friend so angry at the fact that she didn't get to know from Twilight herself, she realized that to her friend, it wouldn't even matter whether she was boasting or not. Sunset would've just been proud of her, that she was Celestia's successor. And because she hadn't realized this sooner, there were a few very special people who didn't get an invite to her coronation.