//------------------------------// // Prompt #257: Glances // Story: Ponywatching // by ThunderTempest //------------------------------// It was the briefest of glances. For a split second, their eyes connected, and then the yellow unicorn recovered from her teleport and bolted down the hallway, Twilight’s crown sticking out of her saddlebag. Twilight gave chase, and eventually the two tumbled into the room holding a mirror that Twilight had not seen before. Her crown bounced ouf of the intruder’s bags, and fell through the liquid-like surface of the mirror. The yellow and red unicorn paused to send a smirk at Twilight, and then stepped through herself. ****** Sunset Shimmer stared down at Twilight Sparkle. In Equestria, she may have been an alicorn princess, but here, in Sunset’s new world, she was little more than an awkward teenager. “You don’t stand a chance, Twilight Sparkle,” said Sunset, “you don’t even know what happens when someone from this world wears an Element of Harmony, so why don’t you just hurry on back to Equestria. You don’t belong here, Twilight.” For a moment, the two teenagers stared into each other’s eyes. One full of confidence, and already celebrating her victory, and the others hard with determination. With a laugh, Sunset flicked her hair into Twilight’s face, and walked off and out of the gym. For a moment, she thought that Twilight Sparkle looked rather cute when she was determined like that, but she quickly shoved that thought aside. She had things to set in motion, after all. All of her waiting would pay off in the next few days, so she was going to leave nothing to chance. ****** Sunset screamed as the rainbow collided with her new and improved demonic form. Her eyes slammed shut as Harmony shoved its way through her body. As this happened, her eyes reopened by reflex, and she found herself staring into the eyes of Twilight Sparkle. Her eyes reminded Sunset of Celestia. Stern, but forgiving, in a way. Less angry, and more simply disappointed that whoever she was looking at had failed to live up to their fullest potential. And then the pain returned in full force, and Sunset was driven down into a crater in the front court of Canterlot High School with another scream. ***** Sunset’s old notebook glowed and vibrated, and she flipped it open to the latest page, hoping to find an answer from Princess Celestia. “Dear Sunset Shimmer,” she muttered to herself, reading what was written there, “This is Princess Twilight Sparkle.” And somehow, for some reason, Sunset’s heart leapt up into her mouth. She paused for a moment, then shrugged. There were worse people to be attracted to: Flash Sentry, for example. Sunset had always been a practical sort. Her new feelings could wait until they had dealt with the Dazzlings.