The time-tested challenge between all families... A war of age, personality, and philosophy... A war that is waged to this day, and as early as the dawn of life... Though the arms of war have changed, the matter at hand has always been the same. This is the battle of interest. The battle of time. The battle... of entertainment.
"But Sunset!" Pipsqueak pouted with his hooves thrashing about in the air as he whined.
"No buts! It was father's choice of movie last time, and I know you swayed his opinion in your favor. That's why I'm not letting you pick this time," Sunset explained her logic to her little brother.
"B-But... You always pick something so--"
"Don't you dare say it! There is nothing wrong with the classics..." Sunset Shimmer lifted up a DVD from a nearby counter and showed it to Pipsqueak, "See? This movie was all the rage on the other side."
Pip took one look at the movie before going pale and trying to make a break for the door. However, his hooves were quickly ripped off from the ground along with the rest of his body when a green-ish aura enveloped him. Against his will, Pip was plopped against the couch and had astral chains bind him to the couch, tears in his eyes. His sister took a spot next to him and put her movie in, starting the show.
As the screen turned on and the words "Sunset: Breaking Dusk" scrolled across the screen, Pipsqueak screamed and thrashed more-so against his spot on the couch while Sunset Shimmer just sighed in content and reclined back.