Sunset Shimmer opened her mouth, not to answer, but out of awe. Could this man really be a pony like her? If so, how did he get here? Was he a spy for some secret government organization? What did he mean by ‘staying in this world’? Would she have to return. She had to know more.
Sunset gathered the courage to continue the conversation, “Who are you?”
The gentleman leaned forward and crossed his arms on the table, continuing his stare. “I am Mr. Regicide. I'm here to bring you back.”
“B-bring me back?” Sunset asked. She had stumbled on the sentence. Had there been a way to return this whole time?
“Look at shirt, my dear. The answer lies there.” She looked down. Nothing was out of the ordinary. It was just the same old purple T-Shirt with a beautiful sun on it.
“I don’t understand.” Sunset replied.
“Don’t be daft!” Mr. Regicide scolded. “Everypony knows that their cutie mark represents their destiny. And you, my dear, are no exception.”
“My destiny?” Sunset had almost forgotten the basic fundamentals of Equestria. She took another look and the fiery symbol on her chest. What did a sun have anything to do with her destiny. How could the sun play a part?
By now Sunset had realized Mr. Regicide was pinching the nerve above his nose, as if that pain was more bearable than the ignorance she had for her homeland.
“Yes, Dearie. Your destiny. It’s a trifling matter, really. Let’s see how do I start.” Mr. Regicide scratched his chin as if that helped him find the answer. “Surely you remember Celestia. I am correct to assume this, yes?”
Sunset nodded. “Then you know,” he began again, “that she is in charge of raising the Sun. Her Cutie Mark resembles her daily task, because it was her destiny to raise the Sun.”
“But what does this have to do with me?” Sunset interrupted. “If Celestia rules the Sun, what is my part in all of this?”
Mr. Regicide’s glare heightened. He opened his mouth to speak again, but he was interrupted by the lunch bell. Sunset was shocked. Had it really been forty-five minutes already?
“Hopefully I have peeked your interest and curiosity to continue this chat further. Rendezvous with my in the library after school. You have a big decision to make. I’ll be waiting.” Mr. Regicide walked off.
Sunset turned to walk to her next class to find herself face to face with Pinkie Pie.
“So who was he? Did he have awesome news? How do you know him? What’d you two talk about? I bet it was really important, huh?” Pinkie was able to say all of this is one breath. Wasn’t she the one who was able to read her like a book just a few minutes ago? Sunset knew better to answer with a ‘Nothing, don’t worry about it.’
“I’ll tell you girls later. It wasn’t very important.” She hoped she would get the chance to talk to them. The way Mr. Regicide made it sound was as if she had less than a day to return to Equestria.
Now that the option had popped up, could she really abandon her new friends? Could she trust Mr. Regicide enough to go back to Equestria? What did Celestia have to do with any of this?
Sunset didn’t know how she would be able to focus in English class.