"Now, this here is the honest truth; I'm in love with you, Sunset. Will you marry me?" Applejack smiled that looked obviously false and her eyes were shifting everywhere.
"Riiight...I'll let you sort out this proposal later, Applejack. We still have other graduates to announce." Principal Celestia chuckled awkwardly, watching as her sister ushered the farmer off the stage.
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Sunset slurped on some coffee, not caring if she was bothering other customers. She sat at the far end of the cafe, located in a semi-busy mall, with some scones on the table in front of her. Someone cleared their throat and Sunset looked up slowly. Hovering nearby was a teenager, much older than the last time they saw each other.
"I must say Cozy, you surprised me when you said you wanted to meet." Sunset went back to slurping her coffee, much to the annoyance of nearby patrons.
"What can I say? I wanted to meet with my favourite friend!" Cozy sat down and munched on her scone with a big smile.
"Uh huh, what do you really want? Everybody's gone their separate ways, I'm living the good life." Taking another big slurp, Sunset slammed the empty cup down on the table. "Now I'm even wondering why I'm here."
'You're here because you're my friend!" Cozy innocently smiled, that turned sadistic in a matter of seconds. "And I have a plan."
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Sunset contacted Dirty Secret, getting him to make a new identity for her, a dark-skinned guy with dirty white hair and piercing blue eyes. The orange woman got access to some realistic attachments and colored contact lenses, so she could look the part. Changing her clothes into something more baggier, also hiding the fact that she was a woman. Now it was time to make her move.
She waited for the farmer inside to leave, heading to a country concert, with two of her favorite bands. Again, using her connections, Sunset got the tickets for free and slipped it in the farmer's mailbox, disguising it as winning the lottery. Once the farmer had gone far enough, Sunset slipped inside the house, careful not to make a sound. If her research was done right, the farmer had a sister and a brother, and she didn't dare wake them up.
With some careful maneuvering, Sunset made her way to the kitchen, and promptly turned on the stove. Then she opened some cupboards, quietly rustling through till she found what she was looking for. Once she did, she grabbed the bottle of oil and started spraying it all over the place. Once that was done, Sunset went back the way she came from, still creeping silently. On the way out, she was sure she saw someone looking out the window and spotted Sunset.
Once she was safely out of range, Sunset turned around and basked in the glorious fire that consumed the house. Within an hour, the entire house was gone and the apple orchard was next. Once Sunset saw that her job was done, she turned tail and left the crime scene. She had no worries of being caught, because if her fingerprints got onto anything, it would've been burned down by now, and the only witness saw a black-skinned man with white hair.
Sunset chuckled when she got home. Her mission now complete, she could take off the sweaty and itchy mask. Far away, she could almost hear the wail of agony.
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Many years later, Sunset was leaning on the wall of a bakery. Not just any bakery, Pinkie's bakery. The pink woman pranced about, setting up banners and double checking if the cupcakes were any good. Sunset smiled at her antics, thinking back to their conversation four months ago.
"Hey Pinkie?" She waited for the chef to calm down, then continued, "I think it's about time I go look for the other girls, now that you're alright."
Pinkie thought for a second, then her whole face lit up. "I got a better idea! I want you to go to Austailia and make a whiskey company!"
"Umm, Pinkie? I don't think that'll help at all." Sunset decided to take a seat, knowing her, this might take a while.
"Truuust me Shimmy! Once you've got the company up and running, show yourself to some public cameras!" The pink women checked the clock. "And I don't mean your bacon hair, I mean that creepy man you've got stored in a closet somewhere! Now leave and don't come back till you've got AJ, I've got some customers to greet!"
Sunset allowed herself to be ushered out, her mouth still hanging from Pinkie's announcement. Her senses slowly came back as she walked slowly back to her house to pack. In the distance she could hear Pinkie shouting excitedly that Pinkie's Cupcake Emporium is open for business.
"And don't forget to dress up as that hobo when you met me." Sunset jumped up from the sudden whisper in her ear, getting confused looks from passerbys. Once her heart recovered, she looked around frantically, but saw nobody she knew nearby.
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"So ya own Kirameki." Applejack's voice drifted through Sunset's phone. The orange women were currently waiting for the farmer inside Pinkie's bakery, which was doing really well for itself.
"Yep, it really wasn't that hard. With my money I was able to hire famous whiskey makers and thus my company was born!" Sunset chuckled at remembering how hard it was to persuade them to work for her. It was only a couple times she had to use the 'a deal they couldn't refuse' move. "When are you arriving, by the way?
The bell rang and Sunset looked up. There, standing in the doorway was a cowgirl looking a bit embarrassed, "Ah got a little lost. Prance is way to high falutin' for a country gal like myself."
"Nonsense!"
"What Sunset said!" Pinkie popped out of the kitchen, holding another batch of cupcakes, and a big smile on her face.
"Well, Ah'll be darned. It really is ya!" Applejack took her stetson and placed it over her chest, some tears collecting in the corner of her eyes. "Ah've really missed y'all!"