Flash.
Sunset was recovering from the accident she had in Physics class. It was 6 months after the coma and she had just gotten out of the hospital.
We were in the gym, again, going through the script. After all, she needed to catch up.
I looked up. Gilda swaggered in with her cronies, Hoops, Score and Dumbbell, walking towards Rainbow Dash. Rainbow Dash was behind a desk which acted as the counter for the auction scene. Gilda climbed onto the stage, grabbing her by the neck. Sunset stood up. “Leave Dash alone,” she said quietly. “Gillie, please.”
“Don’t call me by that stupid nickname, Shimmer!” snarled Gilda, letting go of Rainbow Dash.
Sunset clenched her fists. “No one ever hurts my friends, do you hear me?” she asked. “Don’t go near my friends.” Gilda punched Sunset in her abdomen. Sunset let out a cry of pain, falling to her knees.
I stood up. “Sunset!” I cried. I knelt next to her. “Gilda, please!” I begged. “Don’t hurt her! She’s 6 months pregnant!”
“I don’t fucking care a shit if she’s pregnant!” screamed Gilda.
“Sunset, are you okay?” I asked.
“I’m fine,” she replied. “The baby was kicking me. That’s all.”
I smiled. “Okay,” I replied. “Shall we get started? Or do you need to break?”
“I’m fine!” snapped Sunset. “Sorry,” she said in a quieter voice.
Rainbow Dash gave Gilda a hard glare. “Go!” cried Rainbow Dash. “GO!”
Gilda laughed. “Oh I will!” she cried. “When Sunny-Bun here has given birth, then I’ll get my revenge!” She walked out with her cronies.
Sunset and I exchanged looks. What did Gilda have in store for us?