“I am the shadow on the moon at night, filling your dreams to the brim with fright.”
“Ugh,” I turn off the tv and drop back on the couch, sighing due to extreme boredom and lack of anything interesting to partake in. Yet another Nightmare Night to be part of. I would go out, but I run the risk of finding a kid in my path, and since candy is given out today, that’s very likely to happen.
No. Thank you.
Still, I could be out with my so-called parents during one of their parties.
Copy and Paste previous statement.
I get on my feet and walk to the window, I move the curtain slightly and glance outside where I watch the vexatious foals run by. Thankfully, most know not to even try to come ‘trick-or-treat’ here, not after the incident three years ago.
Admittedly, that was entertaining, thus, I can't complain.
After that pointless endeavor, I return to the couch and grab the blanket I was using to envelop myself, I reckon going to bed early might be my best choice at this point. Yes, that sounds rather enticing n-
“Ding, dong!”
Oh, of course, figures someone would come with such timing. Whoever you are, you picked the WRONG girl to trick-or-treat from.
But… Maybe this lucky person can make my night a tad less dull.
I walk to the coat hanger and wrap myself in my father’s coat before heading to the door, pushing my hair to the back to avoid any comments, I open the door and… What the…?
“Trick-or-tre…at…” I believe she says. I'm too busy staring at her outfit...It can't be! “Oh, um, hi! Happy Nightmare Night, Sunset Shimmer!” she greets me, the tail she is wearing lifting itself to the air, but, it can't be! There is just no w-... I should calm down and just let the question come naturally.
“Well, if it isn’t Pinkie Pie… Aren’t you a little too old for trick-or-treating?” she recoils at my words, holding her arm as if hurt. Grow up.
“Yeah, but I'm not here alone, and, um,” she continues awkwardly, not noticing how boring she is getting.
“So… Where did you get that outfit from? Never seen that before on TV,” her face lights up and she smiles again, holding her snout and ears.
“I’m dressed like a pony! And I have this thing I like to call cutie mark here, isn’t it cute? Pun VERY intend- oh, are you okay, Sunset?”
B-but how? How does she even know of it? There is no possible way! This knowledge should be reduced to a few… Did someone talk? If so, who?
“Hiiiiii.”
“Oh, um, what?” I ask, turning to Pinkie… She is looking at me as if I were crazy. Insolent girl!
"Are you okay?"
“Yes, yes, but anyway! So, where did you get the idea for the costume from, hmm? It looks rather well made,” now bite the bait, you moron.
“Oh, well, it came from one of my frien-” she starts, but suddenly stops… Don’t stop! Tell me! Who told you!? “Sorry, they told me to keep it a secret, I already said too much! They are being silly and, don’t want to be embarrassed by being found out that they like something so girly, tee hee, nothing personal!" she laughs it away, I want to punch her, but I can’t force it, or I would just look suspicious.
But who could it be? That jock Rainbow Dash? Or maybe that dumb hillbilly Applejack? Grr, if only you’d talk…
Well...
Since I'm not going to get any answers, I might as well have some fun, right?~
“I'll admit, I’m surprised, Pinkie Pie, what are you doing out without your parents? Isn’t it a bit late for you?" she freezes the instant I mention them. Good.
“Oh, um, they are okay, yeah…” she manages to say, trying to avoid looking into my eyes. Poor girl, she doesn't notice that body language tells all I need.
“Or how about your sisters? I have heard that they are rather fun! I would so gladly love to meet them if I have the chance!”
“Um… No,” she says, her voice now a low hum, her mane visibly deflating by the second as my research has shown. "They aren't here..."
Of course none of them are here, why would they be?
“Oh, I’m sorry! Is something the matter? Are you alright?” I ask, inching closer to her. She quickly shakes her head and backs away, attempting to separate herself from me.
“N-no, it’s okay… I’m fine… And I'm sorry, but I have to go, nice to have seen you, Ms. um, Shimmer,” she says, her words a slurred mess. This is just too easy.
“Well, if you do need something, feel free to knock, I have to head to bed, so I will see you at school, goodnight!” and without another word, I close the door, chuckling to myself.
This was just priceless, if only I could see that look in her face.
But... Wait. I believe there is a certain pony outfit I need to look into.
I take my phone out and set the dial, after the tone and a couple of seconds pass, the phone blares to life with two voices.
“Yes, Ms. Sunset Shimmer, ma’am!” both of them say instantly. At least they are good at something.
“I need you to keep an eye on Pinkie Pie and her other four friends whom I spoke of you previously, and as before, give me weekly reports on th-”
“Pinkie Pie… What happened?”
“That voice…” I open the curtain a tad and look outside, finding none other than mister relationship destroyer; Lemon. “Interesting… He is with Pinkie, huh?” I watch them interact for a while, and isn't that cute? Mr Lime wants to get revenge for Pinkie... Looks like a potent bond those two are sharing.
“Um, Ms. Shimmer, you there?” the voice of Snails reaches my ears, and I pick up the phone.
“Yes... And I'm adding someone to your list.”
“Oh, oh! Who would it be?” Snips asks with overbearing excitement.
“None other than your old crime partner Lemon Lime... But for now, sleep, tomorrow, I want you to keep tabs in all of them as well as you can, I will expect those reports on point by next Thursday.”
"You got it, Sunset Shimmer!" and after those words I hang up. There is no need for more to boggle their minds. Now, I believe I was heading to bed.
Now this WAS an interesting turn of events, but nothing that will really hinder my plans.