//------------------------------// // If you could only wait for me, I'd come around... // Story: If We Were Queens // by Lucky Seven //------------------------------// “You’re just the worst...” Those words played through her head all night. In the end, their plan had been thwarted. They were left without their magic. They had failed. They had been humiliated. It had been the worst night of their lives. And yet, those four words hurt her more than any defeat could. Without their singing voices, all they had was each other. Sure, they had been through some tough times together, but they always ended with those same words. “You’re the worst.” Was she truly the worst, or was it simply Aria’s frustrations being taken out on her? Either way, she didn’t have time to give it further thought as she heard a rapping on the door. “C-come in…” The door creaked open ever so slowly, and Sonata suddenly found herself wishing she had just sent the person who knocked away. “Sonata, are you okay?” “Why would you care? I’m not worth your time, I’m the worst…” “Ugh…” That was a sound Sonata had grown more than used to. It meant that her friend was annoyed, and she couldn’t blame her. After all, having to put up with someone who was the worst couldn’t be fun. “I hate seeing you cry, ya know?” “W-what?” the whimpering girl stuttered out, wiping a few tears onto her sleeve. Aria let out a sigh, her expression spoke bounds to Sonata. “Are you… sad?” “Well duh! I might be a little mean, but I don’t like making my friends cry,” she admitted. A small smile tugged at the corner of Sonata’s lips. “I’m your friend…?” “Of course you are, why would you think any different? Ugh, sometimes you’re just the worst…” Sonata had to giggle at that, and Aria rolled her eyes. “Look, I’m sorry I called you the ‘R’ word, I was just really frustrated…” “It’s okay, Aria, now I know you didn’t mean it,” her blue haired friend smiled back. Before she could get up to leave, she found herself in a tight embrace. It was one that she slowly but surely returned. As a few of Sonata’s tears landed on her shoulders, she pulled back and wiped away the tears with her fingers. “T-thanks…” “Don’t mention it, loser.” Maybe she was the worst, but she was Aria’s worst. Later that week, Sonata was looking for Aria. She wanted to do something with her friend, something fun for a change. Ever since they had been defeated, all they seemed to do was watch TV and talk. She was determined to change that and do something exciting. Like go to an amusement park, or go see a movie in the theater! Ooh, that was a good idea, she thought to herself. After a few minutes of looking, she found Aria in the most obvious of spots, her own room. “Aria, do you wanna go see a movie?” “Depends on what kind of movie,” she replied without looking away from her TV. “It better not be any of that sappy romance crap…” “Well… what if it was upbeat romance crap?” Sonata shot back, giggling. Aria simply chose not to respond, and after a few seconds she felt a thud to her left. “Whatcha watching?” “Full Metal Jacket, you wouldn’t like it.” “Well what’s it about?” The question sounded too innocent, and Aria laughed devilishly. “War. Death. Destruction.” “Well if you like it, then I’ll give it a try!” Sonata exclaimed, stunning Aria. Before their defeat, Sonata had always stayed away from movies like this one, but she was willing to watch it just for… her? “After all, we’re besties, aren’t we? Or in your case, ‘worsties’,” she laughed at her own joke. Aria pursed her lips for a few moments, but eventually a smile found its way onto them, the first in ages. “Yeah. We are.” Maybe sitting at home and watching TV with Aria wasn’t such a bad thing after all. It had been a few days since Sonata had spent the night watching movies with Aria, and the two were currently at Canterlot High. It was lunch period, and along with them sat Adagio. Sure, Sonata’s tacos were good, but the food Aria had ordered just looked so... “Sonata, you’re drooling all over the table.” “I can’t help it, Adagio, Aria’s food just looks so good!” “Well then why didn’t you order it, loser?” Aria rolled her eyes. “You want a bite?” “Yes!” Aria winced at the volume of Sonata’s voice, but nonetheless held out a fork with a piece of chicken on it. Her friend quickly gobbled up what had been offered to her and licked her lips. “Mmm… that was really delicious!” “Obviously not as delicious as Aria finds you, Sonata,” teased Adagio. Aria blushed heavily, while Sonata simply giggled. “S-shut up!” “Admit it, you’d much rather taste her than that chicken,” Adagio smirked at the groan Aria gave as a response. “Relax, I’m only kidding. How have your chats with Sunset Shimmer gone, Sonata?” She quickly changed the subject to avoid Aria’s wrath. “Oh, they’re going really super duper good! She’s the one who got us back into the school, actually!” “Well… I can’t say I like her, but I must thank her for that. Life with just you two was driving me mad.” “Aw, don’t be like that, Adagio. ‘Sides, me and Aria have the best time hanging out. Right, best bud?” “Right. The best.” The response was short, but Aria’s smile betrayed her. Maybe hanging out with Sonata wasn’t as bad as she used to think it was. “I can’t believe you, of all people, got a job. It’s only been a month since we tried to take over the world, did the manager just forget about us?” Sonata tittered at Aria’s comment. “How is it, anyways? It looks like it’s really boring." “Well do you really think I’d find the Taco Shack to be 'really boring'?” Sonata air-quoted the last two words and Aria rolled her eyes so hard it was a miracle her head didn’t go with them. “I guess not. Can I get a taco now? I’ve been waiting for like…” She quickly pulled out her watch to check the time, “twenty minutes.” “Oh, sure! Gimme just a sec, bestie!” Sonata exclaimed, bounding towards the kitchen. After what felt like another five minutes, she returned with quite possibly the best looking taco Aria had ever seen. Placing it down in front of Aria, she gave a salute. “Here ya go!” She was hesitant to take a bite - Sonata was well known for her pranks after all - but when she finally did she didn’t regret it in the least bit. “This is just…” “The worst?” Sonata guessed, this time with a look of sadness. “The best,” Aria corrected her friend, who quickly wrapped her in an enormous hug. Somehow this hug felt… different than the others they had shared. It was the best... “Alright, I know it’s been like three months since the battle of the bands, but I have a surprise for you!” Sonata was holding a box out towards Aria, who looked very hesitant to take it. “You know I don’t like surprises, Sonata. Surprises are stupid,” she replied nonchalantly, flipping through some channels on the TV as she did. Leaning towards her closest friend, Sonata smiled widely. “I just know you’ll think differently about this one!” “Whatever. Let’s just get this over with…” Aria groaned, snatching the box from her friend’s hands without a care. “It’s bad enough that you hang out with Pinkie Pie all the time now, but the fact that you’re picking up on her habits is just the worst…” “Everything is the worst to you, you big buffoon,” Adagio made her presence known to her friends. “Just open the box, Sonata worked very hard on this. Surprisingly...” And so she did. Wrapping paper was ripped from the box, and it revealed itself to be covered in the softest velvet she’d ever felt. “Only you would pick something this sappy, Sonata.” “Just hurry up and open it, Ms. Grumpy Pants!” “Alright, fine!” Aria shouted back as she flipped the box open. What laid inside shocked her. So much, in fact, that she dropped the box to the ground. “S-Sonata, how did--” “Twilight Sparkle made new ones for us!” Aria’s eyes glazed over and she grabbed the pendant out of its box, clutching it tightly between her hands. “It feels… warmer than before,” she choked out. “That’s because she made them work with the power of friendship instead of dark energy,” Adagio commented with a chuckle. “That pony is simply too smart for her own good.” “But then… why’s it already warm?” “Ugh, sometimes you’re even dumber than Sonata, Aria…” Adagio groaned out with a facepalm. Then it clicked. It was powered through friendship, and right now, her feelings for Sonata Dusk were stronger than ever. Throwing her own personality out the window, she lept to her feet and embraced her friend in the tightest of hugs. “Thank you…” “It was nothing… bestie…” Sonata would have been content with just standing there and hugging her friend, but it was Aria’s turn to surprise her with a peck on the cheek. “Wrong, we’re more than besties.” Gasping, Sonata shouted, “You mean we’re SUPER BESTIES!?” “Ugh. Sonata, sometimes you’re just the worst…” Aria muttered out before planting a quick kiss right on her friend’s lips. “I’m not much for sappy moments, but you two are rather cute together,” Adagio teased them. To her credit, Aria didn’t groan or blush. Instead, she asked Sonata a question. “You doing anything Friday night?” “I am.” “Oh…” Aria sounded incredibly disappointed. “Well then what about--” “I’m spending it with my new girlfriend!” Sonata squealed out, and Adagio couldn’t help but laugh as she threw herself at Aria, knocking her over in a tackle-hug. “All in all, I think I might actually be happy that we lost,” Aria managed, just barely. She wasn’t one for sappy moments, and the last five minutes had provided enough of those for an entire year. “You? Happy? I never thought I’d see the day. Now are you going to put on that pendant and sing or are you just going to stand around like a fool?” Adagio snickered, expecting Aria to give some witty retort. Instead, the punk girl simply did as she was told and wrapped the pendant around her neck. “I actually wrote this song a few days after we lost, but I wanted to keep it a secret. Without our voices, I had no way to sing it. But thanks to you, I do now,” Aria smiled at Sonata, a single tear escaping her eye and rolling down her cheek. Taking a deep breath, she began her song, and to her delight it was in perfect key. ‘Wait, if you could only wait for me, I’d come around, And take, whatever light you’d shed then we, might come around, Come what may, if we were queens for a day, could we, would we… Light the way, and the pain I’ll take away, could it be...’