• Published 13th Jul 2014
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Mutual Interests - Spirit Shift

After the events of the Fall Formal, Sunset Shimmer has become a solitary recluse due to the entire town hating her. Can the girls bring her out of her shell enough to make amends with the town?

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CH3: This one's going to work for sure, I can feel It.

Sunset could only stare at the purple haired girl in front of her. “You want me to what?” she asked flatly. Rarity’s sudden proposition caused her to tear her eyes away from the many sets of clothing that were strewn around Rarity’s boutique.

“Simple, darling,” she said, calmly taking a seat on her velvet couch, and taking a sip from the tea that she had made. ”I want you to help me design a line of costumes for the upcoming battle of the bands.”

Sunset gave her a look that screamed "seriously?". Complete with folded arms. “No, the second part.”

“Oh, of course," Rarity chuckled, playing innocent. "Before that, I would like for you to enter the upcoming fashion show while wearing one of my dresses.”

“Yes, that." Sunset rolled her eyes. "There’s no way I’m entering a beauty pageant--"

"Fashion show," she corrected, holding up a finger.

"Whatever! Where in this one horse town is there even a fashion show going on?”

Rarity gave Sunset a bright cheery smile. “My house of course!”

Sunset looked at her in disbelief. "You're holding a beauty pageant for the entire town?"

"Not I, my uncle and aunt are. Not my house either... that was a joke." Rarity feigned a slight chuckle, but a glare from Sunset caused her to awkwardly cough it off. "Nevertheless, you may have heard of them; Hoity Toity and Hot Topic?"

Sunset's disbelieving look turned into one of complete surprise. "The Hoity Toity and Hot Topic!? You’re related to them!?”

“I take it that you recognize the names?” Even though Rarity was smiling on the outside, truthfully, she hated throwing around the names of her family, but she needed Sunset to agree or else her plan wouldn't work.

“Recognize the- They’re the biggest fashion names in the state!” Sunset clearly had a hard time fathoming the apparent connects the girl in front of her had. While not into fashion herself, Sunset still kept up to date of the local celebrities. Gossip amused her like that.

“Yes, they are my dear aunt and uncle, though not by blood,” the fashionista clarified.

Sunset gave her a blank look. “What?”

“They’re more like godparents; due to their friendship with my parents. But enough about that, will you participate?” Rarity inched forward and gave the girl large pleading eyes.

“No,” the girl said simply.

Rarity was stunned to say the least, she was sure that Sunset would agree after hearing that, she herself would after all. “Wh-what?”

“I won’t enter,” she said plainly, clearly enjoying Rarity’s reaction.

Rarity pranced in place is if she was throwing a tantrum. “Why not?” she whined.

Sunset turned away, her gaze slightly downcast, “I- I just can’t, I would lose anyway.”

There was a beat of silence from Sunset's tone of voice. Finally, Rarity took a small step forward, a look of concern covering her features, “Sunset you-”

Suddenly, Sunset turned back to Rarity. “Why can’t you wear it?” she accused. “It’s your dress, isn't it?”

Rarity was slightly taken back by the sudden question, but it wasn't something that she was unprepared for. "Why that’s precisely the point. As the maker of one the ensembles, I cannot enter. It’s one of the rules,” she explained, cleverly hiding the fact that she had been the one to suggest that rule in the first place. "I am also an organizer that's helping to put it together. I'm lucky that I was even allowed to enter a design with everything else."

Sunset turned to leave out the front door. “Well… just get one of your friends or something.”

“You are one of my friends, that’s why I came to you first.”

Sunset stopped and turned her head back toward Rarity, her face one of stunned surprise. “What?” she whispered.

“I said that you’re my friend. In fact, I would love to have all of you join and enter because it would be a dream come true for me. However, the others... well," she hesitated, trying to figure out how to word it so that she did not insult her other friends, “Rainbow Dash and Applejack refuse to let me work on them, Pinkie won’t stay still, and poor Fluttershy is too timid for this kind of thing.”

Rarity considered herself to be fairly good at reading other people’s feelings. Looking at Sunset, she could see that she was clearly conflicted, her face showed a myriad of emotions ranging from slight relief and happiness, to what seemed like fear and hesitation. “Fine.”

“Excuse me?”

“I said… fine. I’ll... I’ll be in your stupid pageant,” Sunset muttered.

Rarity jumped up from her seat, took Sunset’s arms, and ran towards the dressing rooms. “Wonderful! First, I’ll need your measurements.” A skirt and jacket flew out from behind the screen.

“Hey, what are you-”

“Then, we need to pick a design!”

“Ohh, that’s cold!”

“It seems that your primary colors are red and yellow. So we’ll need to compliment those.”

“I like other colors too you know!”

“But first, it looks like you could use a little-”

“Oh, no, get those scissors away from me!”

“Don’t be shy darling, I’m just trimming some excess hair.”

“Not down there you’re not!”

“But, Sunset,” she whined, “there’s too much, the judges will hate it!”

“No, they won’t even see it. Plus, just because I have more than you doesn't mean you can cut any off.”

Rarity pouted for a few seconds. “Fine, but don’t get upset when you get a low score.”

“I don’t think I’ll be graded for the amount of hair I have.” Still behind the curtain, Rarity had forced a now semi nude Sunset to stand stone still in order to take the most accurate measurements possible. Every twitch was met with a stern look from Rarity, and every breath was even and spaced. The whole process was very boring and repetitive: Move that one body part, turn this way, turn that way. The only different part was when Rarity had asked her to take as deep of a breath as she could, and hold it so that she could take a measurement of that as well.

All in all it was a very mundane experience, but somehow, Sunset actually managed to find some enjoyment in it, even if she couldn't fully understand why. Maybe it was the odd conversations they had during the measuring, maybe it was finally being able to spend time with another person without feeling hated, or maybe it was that she called her a friend. Either way, Sunset actually found herself having fun.

Eventually, Rarity completed her measurements, allowing Sunset to put her clothes back on. As she turned to her work table she called out behind her. “Sunset?”


“I remember that Twilight was from a place called Equestria, so I assume that you come from there as well?” she asked as she made her way over to her design table. Papers, discarded designs, and random stretches of fabric littered the entire area.

Sunset emerged from behind the changing curtain fully clothed. “Y-yeah, I am.”

“What’s it like, in that other world I mean. Twilight was able to use magic, and when we all came together it was the most wonderful feeling in the world. So, I just can’t help but wonder what it’s like to have that feeling inside you all the time.”

Sunset fidgeted nervously, she knew that someone would ask that eventually. To be honest, she barely even remembered what it was like to have magic. When she went to take the crown she had already been there two full hours relearning her own spells. Sunset hesitantly looked into Rarity’s eyes, only to nearly trip backward when Sunset realized how close Rarity had come to her face, and even worse, how large her eyes looked because of it.

“I… uh… Well, it was… colorful?” she stammered, completely unsure of how to answer.

Rarity, seeing the panic in her friend’s face, quickly backed off. “Oh my, I’m terribly sorry, that was very rude of me. It’s fine if you don’t want to tell me, I won’t force you.”

“No! I mean… look, it’s fine, I just don’t really remember much of what it’s like to have magic since I’ve spent most of my time here.“

“Well, when you had the crown on, you had magic, albeit dark magic, but what did it feel like then? I must admit, I am quite curious of it all.”

“What… did--” Sunset visibly cringed as the memory rose up to the forefront of her mind. Her vision began to swim when the images and sounds of her crazed laughter began dancing in front of her eyes. Memories of everything that she wanted to do to Twilight and the others arose in her thoughts, the horrible, horrible memories that were left behind by her corrupt self. The elements may have been able to expel the urge to do those things, but the magic alone simply wasn't enough to purge the memories, nor the feelings.

Even now, in the dark recesses of her mind, Sunset could imagine herself doing extremely violent things to various innocent people, not just brainwashing them, and right now, Rarity was appearing in more and more of them. It would be so easy, all she had to do was wait till she was distracted with her designing, and simply-


Sunset instantly snapped back to reality, the image of the ground and her feet filled her sight. She realized that she was hunched over with her hands covering her ears. “Wh-what is it? What’s wrong?”

Rarity momentarily froze before turning back to a look of concern. “What’s wrong with me!? What’s wrong with you? You just started shaking and shivering, you looked like you were in pain just now! Come, sit over here,” she said, urging Sunset toward her fainting couch.

Sunset quickly pulled away. “N-no, I’m alright. I think that I should go now. My parents don’t want me out too late. You know how it is.”

Rarity really didn't want her to leave, she felt like Sunset was finally getting a chance to enjoy herself without anyone else treating her unfairly. “Umm sure, alright. I’ll get to work designing the dress, but are you sure that you’re alright?”

Sunset grabbed the door handle and prepared to leave. “I’m sure, I just need to hurry and get home, call me when the dresses are ready.”

“You know, you could just keep coming over, I do enjoy polite company while I work.”

Sunset paused for a second, one foot already beyond the doors threshold. Without answering, she fully exited the fashionista’s home, closing the door behind her as she left.


The next day Rarity woke up later than she would like to admit. Having worked most of the night to develop a suitable foundation for Sunset’s dress. It was actually surprising how hard it was to work black, red, and yellow into a dress.

After washing up and taking a light two hour shower, Rarity sleepily made her way over to Sweetie Belle’s room to wake her up, only to remember that she was at their parents place this week. Shrugging, she made her way downstairs to fix something to eat. Reaching the last stair, she was stunned to see a familiar girl quietly sitting in her living room with a book flat on the table, reading.


The girl in question turned to look at her, her expression showing slight impatience. “Well, you sure enjoy your beauty sleep,” she said plainly.

Rarity could only smile, Sunset had actually come back, this was perfect.

“By the way, you should really lock your door.”

“So I’ve been told. Have you had any breakfast yet?”

Sunset flipped a page in her book. “Yes, about six hours ago,” she answered absentmindedly.

Author's Note:

Fixed those terrible terrible disfigurements. Please alert me of any more.