SUNSET.
As the night wore on, the prom came to a close. “Time to choose the fancy dress Prom King and Queen!” cried Vice-Principal Luna. “And the best fancy dress and other prizes!”
I see the light played again.
Flash helped me stand up, as I stepped into the costume again. I placed the mask back on.
I held onto his arm, as we stood waiting.
“The best couple goes to... Soarin’ and Applejack!” cried Principal Celestia.
We all clapped. Soarin’ and Applejack went to collect a certificate each and a trophy between them.
“The best fighter goes to... RAINBOW DASH!”
“Go Dash!” yelled Fluttershy.
Rainbow Dash walked onto the stage and collected the prize.
“The cutest couple and best costumes go to Sunset and Flash!”
“I can’t,” I said. “I can barely stand. You collect it, Flash.”
“Let’s do it together,” he said.
He helped me up the stairs. “Sunset, are you okay?” asked Vice-Principal Luna. “After you got stabbed.”
“No,” I said. “The pain is still there.”
I fell to the floor, passing out. The pain was overwhelming me. “Sunset!” shouted Flash.
He turned to Vice-Principal Luna. “I’ll take them,” he said. “Come on, you.”
He carried me down. “Awwww,” said Trixie to Wallflower.
He put me down. I blinked.
He smiled.
“And best dancing goes to Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash!”
Everyone cheered. They got their prizes.
“Best song choice goes to SANDALWOOD!”
Everyone cheered again. Sandalwood bowed, then collected the prize.
“Finally, the best prize of all!” cried Principal Celestia. “The Prom King and Queen go to our cutest couple, Sunset and Flash!”
Everyone erupted into cheers. Rainbow, Trixie and Applejack wolf-whistled.
I blushed.
I held onto Flash’s arm, as we both walked up. Principal Celestia placed the crowns on our heads. Flash leaned in. We kissed again, our hands wrapped around each other’s waists.
We were deeply in l💖ve.
“Alright, fun’s over!” cried Vice-Principal Luna. “Now, go home!”
“Wait,” said Micro Chips. “I have something to confess.”
He went down on one knee, holding out an opal ring to Twilight Sparkle. “Twilight Tara Velvet Sparkle. You are the kindest, most sciencey, most mathematical person I have ever met. I never thought I’d find someone like you. And I love you with all my heart. Will you be my wife?”
Twilight looked at me shyly. “Go on,” I mouthed. “Say Yes.”
Twilight took in a deep breath. “Oh, Micro Chips,” she breathed. “I love you. Yes, I’ll marry you!”
The girls and I squealed. Twilight and Micro Chips were kissing.
“Not yet,” said Flash. “Maybe in a few years.”
He pecked a kiss on my cheek.
I leaned my head on his shoulder. “Shall we?” he asked.
“WAIT!” cried Pinkie. “The Prom King and Queen get to choose the last songs!”
“Well, then,” I said. “For me, Phantom of the Opera.” I put my hand on his hand. My eyes flashed white. I saw he wanted Highway to Hell. “And for Flash, Highway to Hell.”
“Phantom of the opera,” said Pinkie. “Interesting.”
“It’s only because I’m performing the musical on Broadway,” I said. “The performance is tomorrow. I’m the phantom. Rarity as Christine, and Flash as Raoul. I can’t do opera very well.”
“Ah yes,” said Principal Celestia. “So we’ll be going down to see you 3.”
“Thank you, Principal Celestia,” I said. “But you don’t have to.”
“We’ve booked tickets,” said Vice-Principal Luna. “Why don’t you sing it?”
“Pinks, just play it,” I said.
“And now, HIGHWAY TO HELL!” yelled Trixie. “BE PREPARED FOR SOME NOIIIIIISE!”
“May I put in one request?” asked Rarity.
“Say it, name it, Rarity!” cried Pinkie.
“All I ask of you and reprise,” said Rarity.
“Now, everyone, home,” said Principal Celestia. “We need to leave CHS by 6 am tomorrow.”
Flash and I laughed. He held me, as we walked out together. We got into the car. I took off the mask and placed it in my satchel, and got out my keys. “Hey, Flash,” I said. “I-I want to ask you. Will you stay with me the night?”
“Let me just check with my dad,” said Flash.
Flash was texting. “He said yes. Why?”
“I don’t want to have a nightmare about Gilda,” I said. “It’s just in case I have a nightmare. At least I know I have someone to comfort me.”
Flash kissed me. “Hey, do you wanna have you know what together?”
“Sex?” I replied. “I dunno. I don’t think I could live without you, Flash. You were always there when I was troubled. So yes.”
“Finally, I know we said in a few years, but we have been dating a year or so. Sunset, I love you. Will you marry me?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said. “Of course.”
I drove off back to my apartment.