10 – Surprises
Chapter Ten
Surprises
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A sharp pounding brought Sunset into consciousness. “Sunset, it’s time for school.”
Sunset groaned in response. She rolled over and covered her face with a pillow. Why was it so bright? It was uncalled for, really. The sun could light the world without being so bright. All she needed was a little more sleep. If they’d just leave her be, she would be perfectly fine. So of course, that was out of the question.
The banging returned, and Rose Petal called louder. “Sunset? Are you awake?”
“I feel sick…” she grumbled.
“What was that?”
“I’m sick!” she called louder, making her head hurt worse.
“Hold on, I’m coming in.” Rose waited a moment before opening the door. She found Sunset still half covering her face with a pillow, and it could not have made for a pretty sight. “What happened? You seemed fine yesterday.”
“I don’t know…” Sunset pulled the pillow over the rest of her face. “Can I just stay home today?”
Although Sunset couldn’t see Rose’s expression, at least her voice seemed neutral. “Hold on, I’ll go get the thermometer.”
Sunset groaned again as Rose left. The thermometer wouldn’t help her case at all; she wasn’t sick, she was hungover. But even if she could think of some way to make herself look ill, she probably couldn’t have brought herself to do anything about it. The best she could manage was to haphazardly look around her for any sign of evidence, and thankfully she found nothing. At least she’d had the foresight to hide the bottle, even if she didn’t remember where exactly she’d hidden it.
Rose returned with the thermometer, so Sunset dutifully stuck it in her mouth and waited for the beep. “Temperature is normal,” Rose reported. “What’s bothering you?”
“My head’s killing me, and I think I’m going to throw up.”
“You stayed in your room all day yesterday, you probably just didn’t get enough to drink.” Rose picked up the soda bottle off the floor. “Or maybe too much of the wrong thing to drink. I’ll bring you some water and we’ll get you feeling better in no time.”
Unaware of exactly how right she was, Rose once again left the room. Sunset ran through her options. If she actually vomited it would probably be enough to convince Rose to let her stay home, and she wouldn’t have to deal with the dilemma from yesterday about how it would be spent – the entire day would be spent in glorious sleep. But Sunset wasn’t terribly good at vomiting on command. It felt likely if she just ate something it would come back up, but if she didn’t throw up, the food was just going to wind up making her feel more sick than she did already.
But aside from that? Sunset already knew she was out of luck. She barely even offered any resistance when Rose came back with a glass of water and ibuprofen. If nothing else, the water helped rinse her mouth of the foul flavor lingering in it.
Rose gave her time to get dressed, and seemed to take it as a given that she was going to school after all. If it hadn’t been for the day before, Sunset would have fought harder, but she could see a losing battle and decided to conserve her strength.
While alone, Sunset took care to find the bottle. It wasn’t hard, since she had tucked it away in her sock drawer. That may be an acceptable hiding place while she was asleep since no one was going to look through her things while she was in the room, but it certainly wouldn’t do while she was at school. As quickly as she could, she removed the half-full bottle and stowed it away in her hiding place.
With that taken care of, she dressed quickly and left the room. She only agreed to a simple breakfast of buttered toast, which did seem to show Rose that she was actually not feeling well. Not enough to actually make a convincing argument, though. And although initially she wasn’t sure she’d manage to eat any of it, she did feel a bit better afterwards.
With breakfast finished, there was nothing to do but wait until it was time to leave. Rather than go back to her room, Sunset opted to wait in the communal lounge room. A lot of her time was spent there, since it was the only room with a computer accessible to the kids. There wasn’t enough time to make it worth using the computer, but that didn’t matter; she had other things on her mind.
The other kids her age were all sitting around the TV, as they usually were. She propped up a book and pretended to read. People always expected that someone with their nose in a book would be far too interested in it to listen in to their conversations. It was one of her most reliable tricks.
Sure enough, it wasn’t too long before Rose Petal showed up. Sunset kept her attention pointed at the book, appearing to be completely unaware of what was happening around her. She couldn’t hear what was said, but she didn’t have to. The hushed tone clearly indicated that they didn’t want her to hear what they were saying. If she had looked up, she knew she would have seen glances cast in her direction, since there was only one thing they would likely be discussing.
Her suspicions were confirmed on the way out the door, as the other kids were casting her worried looks. They were all worried for themselves, of course. Rose Petal didn’t realize what a difficult place she had put them in by asking them to keep watch over Sunset. But the other kids realized, and that was what mattered.
Luckily for them, she wasn’t planning on repeating the day before. She went along with them to the bus stop, and didn’t try to make an escape. Still, if it had come down to it, she knew could have gotten away easily. Through bribery or blackmail, she had all of them under her sway. One wrong word and someone wouldn’t be getting the answers to that next math test, or perhaps one of the caretakers would find a reason to snoop around a certain closet a little better. And while it was hardly her first choice, violence was always a possibility as well.
The relief was visible on all of their faces when she actually boarded the bus. At least she could take comfort that they were still intimidated, although she decided to remind each of them why they were intimidated later. But that would be saved for one-on-one discussions, not something she would think of doing on the crowded bus. Secrets were only valuable so long as they remained secret, after all.
But there were still potentially some secrets she could discuss. She took a seat next to one of the only people she had anything resembling a friendly relationship with. “I miss anything good?”
Summer Rain wasn’t exactly a friend, per se. She and Sunset didn’t share classes and hardly went out of their way to meet up with one another. But they did have the bus ride, where they got together and talked about their mutual interest in keeping tabs on the other kids in school. For Summer, she was only interested in the gossip. Sunset, of course, had better uses for that sort of thing. “No, it was pretty quiet yesterday.”
“Shame. I was hoping that with winter break coming up, there’s be something going on.”
“Yeah.” Summer Rain looked disappointed, then shrugged it off a moment later. “But oh well, something’s sure to come up before the week’s over.”
“Fair enough.”
Both girls turned to their separate interests. They had a good understanding about the nature of their relationship. They shared one mutual interest, and never tried to push for anything more familiar. For Sunset, it was a simple matter of not being able to keep an eye on everyone by herself. For Summer, Sunset suspected she just enjoyed spying on her fellow students and putting that information to use. As well, the few students Sunset had found useful had certain privileges – respect from other students, or at least something that resembled it; occasional favors from Sunset, whose reach extended to enough students that she could usually find some way to keep her lackeys happy; and, of course, the ever important immunity from Sunset using her sway against them. At least, they thought they all had that last one, which is what mattered in the end.
Although she would have prefered to read during the bus trip, Sunset’s head was still killing her, and she felt like reading on a moving bus would cause her to lose her breakfast. So instead, she focused on the world outside of the window. It had snowed again during the night, and the temperature had dropped a little more. All around the bus, kids were discussing plans to play in the snow, but Sunset just found it to be an inconvenience.
It may have been better than reading, but watching the winter wonderland outside certainly did nothing to make Sunset feel better. Nor did the kids around her, with their loud conversations. Everfree Middle School wasn’t normally what she would call a welcome sight, but it couldn’t be worse than the bus.
As soon as the bus pulled into its spot, all the other kids jumped up as if there was nowhere else they’d rather be. Sunset waited behind while the others scrambled to be the firsts out of the door, and calmly left once the rush had died down.
Since it was far too cold to be outside, Sunset went straight into the school. The crowded hallway wasn’t any better than the bus, so she made a beeline to her first class, barely taking the time to notice the kids around her. To most of the school, she was no one important. There wasn’t a lot to be gained by going after every kid personally. But there was a hierarchy, and Sunset was definitely on top. True, not every kid knew enough to fear her, but if there was someone that they did fear, then that person was probably in Sunset’s pocket.
First period was history, taught by Globe Trotter, a middle-aged man who always looked like he was mildly upset about something. Sunset didn’t mind him, as far as teachers went; so long as she wasn’t being actively disruptive, he generally turned a blind eye to whatever she was doing.
The classroom was mostly empty when Sunset arrived, which was fine with her. She ignored everyone in the room as she took her seat in the back. Since there were at least a few minutes before class, Sunset leaned forward on her desk, burying her head in her arms. It was hardly the rest she wanted, but the class was relatively quiet and her arms blocked out most of the light.
Slowly, the seats filled with students over the following minutes, although the seats on either side of Sunset remained empty. The bell rang, and Globe Trotter greeted his class. Sunset ignored him, and he ignored her as well. Only the most stubborn teachers ever held out on getting Sunset to participate for long.
Sunset had almost managed to get to sleep when the class collectively started clapping for some reason. Peeking out from between her arms revealed there was someone besides Globe Trotter standing at the front of the room. Sunset just hoped that whatever they were doing, they’d do it quietly.
“Just choose a seat anywhere,” Globe Trotter said.
‘A new student? Who the fuck transfers classes right before winter break?’ Although Sunset was somewhat curious about the student, it was definitely not enough for her to pick her head up. She’d have the chance to find out more about them later, when she didn’t feel like her head was going to explode.
The sound of footsteps drew closer to her, followed by the sound of the chair to her left being pulled out. Sunset lifted her head to tell the new student to sit somewhere else, but the words stayed frozen in her throat.
“Howdy, partner,” the new girl said, extending her hand. “I’m Applejack.”
Sunset ignored her hand, as well as the stares from the other kids. She knew they were all expecting her reaction, but she couldn’t find herself able to do anything. There was no doubt in Sunset’s mind it was the same Applejack. She had known it before she so much as heard the girl’s voice. Although they had only met once before, Sunset had faced nightmares of that day for years.
Apparently unconcerned with Sunset’s behavior, Applejack withdrew her hand but maintained her friendly smile. “Come on now, I don’t bite.”
Sunset turned away and scanned the room. Every other seat would also leave her sitting next to someone, so Applejack had to be the one to move. “Look, I don’t want to be your friend. You should just sit somewhere else.”
“There ain’t no reason to be like that. It won’t hurt ya to at least tell me your name.”
For some reason, that only made Sunset feel worse. “Not friends.”
Applejack frowned and turned away, but didn’t move. “Alright, that’s fine.”
A few minutes passed and Globe Trotter began talking about their project. Kids were working in pairs to complete a research project on early industrial age revolutions. Sunset probably wouldn’t have been interested in doing the project one way or another, but since they were expected to do it outside of school, she had never even entertained the thought.
Ignoring the teacher, Sunset turned back to Applejack. “So… why are you still sitting here?”
Applejack shrugged. “This seat was open.”
Sunset pointed at another empty seat. “So is that one.”
“So? Mr. Trotter said I could take any seat. I chose this one.”
“Fine. Whatever.” Sunset stood up and grabbed her backpack. She could at least sit next to someone who wasn’t so obnoxiously stubborn.
“Sunset Shimmer,” Globe Trotter said loudly, causing all eyes to turn to her and her head to throb in pain. “Please return to your seat. Class has started and there are some students here interested in learning.”
Wincing at the tone of his voice, Sunset sat back down. She was in no condition to argue. All she could manage to do was glare at Applejack, who had the nerve to look apologetic.
Globe Trotter droned on about their stupid project for a few more minutes, then switched to the day’s lesson. Between the hangover and the girl sitting next to her, Sunset didn’t even try to keep up. At least it kept Applejack preoccupied.
All she had to do was make it through one class. If they shared any others, Sunset would make sure Applejack knew to leave her alone. With nothing to keep her preoccupied, the class passed slowly, but it passed all the same.
And then, with just five minutes until freedom, Globe Trotter had to ruin everything. “I think we’ll stop here for the day,” he announced. “For the next few minutes, you can get together with your partners to make plans. Remember, the paper is due on Friday. That’s still three days to get going for anyone who hasn’t started, but time’s running short.”
The students shuffled around the class, although most of them just used it as a chance to socialize. No one approached Sunset, naturally. Which would have been just what she wanted, if only Applejack hadn’t taken note of it.
“So, uh, you got a partner for this project?” Applejack asked.
“Don’t want one,” Sunset insisted.
Applejack moved closer. Despite everything Sunset had done to indicate that she should be left alone, Applejack still moved closer. “Come on, it jus’ makes sense! Neither of us has a partner, so we should work on it together.”
Sunset shook her head in disbelief. “How many times do I have to tell you that I –”
“Mr. Trotter?” Applejack raised her hand to get his attention.
She wouldn’t.
“Yes, Applejack?”
“Would it be alright if me and Sunset worked together, seeing as neither of us has partners yet?”
She would. Globe Trotter looked at Sunset skeptically. Sunset herself had her eyes fixed on Applejack, staring at her incredulously.
After a moment’s pause, Globe Trotter answered in an uncharacteristically bright tone. “I don’t see why not.”
Sunset turned her glare on him and found he was actually smiling. More than a few students were also watching, with a mix of emotions. They all clearly expected a response from her, but even Sunset had her limits, and outright arguing with a teacher was one of them.
Instead, she leaned back in her seat and waited for the classroom chatter to resume at its normal volume.
“So what’s the plan, partner?” Applejack asked. “Got any ideas for what to –”
“What’s your fucking problem?” Sunset asked, turning suddenly to face Applejack. She kept her voice low enough that Globe Trotter wouldn’t hear, but compensated by filling it with as much hostility as she could manage.
By all appearances, Applejack took it as a friendly joke. She grinned as she leaned in even closer, hovering over the gap between their desks. “Well,” she said, her voice even quieter than Sunset’s had been, “at least ya remembered how to swear right.”
Sunset jumped to her feet. She wasn’t sure what she wanted to do, all she could focus on was Applejack’s smug expression and one thought: ‘She does remember.’
Before Sunset could do anything, the bell rang. She stood with her eyes fixed on Applejack as Globe Trotter made vain attempts to remind his class to do their project while they quickly filed out the door. Applejack remained in her seat, wearing a knowing grin and waiting for Sunset to make a move.
Deciding to put as much distance in between herself and Applejack as possible, Sunset grabbed her backpack and walked to the door. She didn’t look back to see Applejack’s reaction.
It had been seven years since Sunset and Applejack had met. That day had marked a major turning point in her life. In her childhood delusions, she had expected something wonderful. Instead, she had come face to face with something that would haunt her.
But there had also been Applejack. One memory from the worst time in her life that had never been tainted. A little girl who had managed to make a bigger impact in a single meeting than most of the adults in her life could manage in years. Someone who had come in at just the right time and said just the right things to break through Sunset’s barriers without ever trying.
In her dreams, Applejack had always been the one to try and guide her along the right path. In every single one, Sunset had turned from her. It had been years since she dreamt about the farm girl, but even as Sunset had grown, Applejack had remained the same little girl. Even while conscious, Sunset would occasionally think about her. But it was always the young girl who had been there to hold her hand; she had never spared a single thought to the fact that Applejack had to be growing up as well. In time, she had become more of an idea than a person.
Applejack belonged in her past, so Sunset did what she could to put everything behind her. It was made a little easier by the fact that Applejack didn’t show up to her second period, nor to her third or any others. They shared one class together, and Sunset would just have to figure out a way to minimize their interaction there.
The final bell couldn’t come soon enough. Sunset went straight to the buses, eager to put everything that had happened behind her. She was the first one on the bus, and others were slow to follow. While she waited, she watched the kids mingling out in the courtyard.
She should have just stuck to reading. Applejack was talking to a girl with frizzy orange hair, who was laughing at something she said. Sunset turned away.
“Checking out the new girl?” Summer Rain asked as she sat next to Sunset.
“Yeah, I have first period with her,” Sunset said irritably.
“She seems alright. Wouldn’t say why she transferred so late in the year, though. Just that it had something to do with ‘family stuff’.”
Sunset took another look at Applejack, who looked over just in time to see she was being watched. She waved as if nothing was wrong, and Sunset’s mind flashed back to that day; she was sitting in the back seat of Violet Dusk’s car, watching a hopelessly optimistic girl wave at her as they drove away.
There was nothing Sunset hated as much as seeing her memories come into the real world. “I heard she got caught fucking her cousin behind the bleachers at her old school, so they transferred the two of them to separate schools.”
Summer Rain looked surprised. “You don’t think that’s true, do you?”
Sunset shrugged. “Honestly? I have no idea. She’s not just gonna admit to something like that, you know?”
“I guess that’s true, but still…”
“Maybe someone just made it up,” Sunset said. “But you know, she’s got that whole country hick thing going for her, and it would explain why she doesn’t want to say more than ‘family stuff’.”
“I guess you can never tell with those types.”
Sunset shrugged, but inside she was pleased. It was the way Summer had said ‘those types’ that had confirmed it. Whether it was likely or not didn’t matter, it fit perfectly and made for excellent gossip. Before winter break, everyone at Everfree Middle School would be talking about it.
“Yeah, that’s for sure.” Sunset looked back out the window in time to see Applejack board her own bus. “You can never tell what’s going on with someone like that.”
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No much to say. This is definitely a delightful, early version of our beloved bully.
yay Applejack is in! It makes sense she had encountered one or more of the humane 5 before high school. Canterlot doesn't seem that big.
As usual, thank you for the new chapter.
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I'm honestly so happy Applejack's back. lol I spent all the chapters since her last appearance waiting for to finally get to bring her in again
Yay! More AJ
Are you going to incorporate the rest of the Mane 5 (6 including Sci-Twi?) Great chapter and can't wait for more! 
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I've never had a story where I needed to cut so many ideas just to get it into a manageable length. If I had infinite time on my hands, every act of this story would be a full-length fic by itself, and we'd have a full series of Sunset growing up. And finally, C) I really wanted to focus on Sunset and Applejack in this fic. In the series as a whole, these two have a very strong dynamic, and part of that is the history they share. Since Sunset and Applejack were the reason I decided to write this fic in the first place, I feel like it might cheapen their history if I changed it from 'Sunset meets Applejack when they're kids' to 'Sunset meets the mane six when they're kids.'
I had plans for pretty much all the mane six to appear at one point or another, but unfortunately that won't be the case. I'm not ruling out all appearances, but we certainly won't be seeing everyone. Reasons are A) I still haven't fact checked with the movie to see who may or may not have known each other beforehand. This could be solved easily, but then there's still B) I just don't have the time to write everything I'd like to include in this story
On the other hand, that means we can expect a lot of AJ coming up
I bet AJ's parents died, and she had to move schools for whatever reason. And then out of spite, Sunset makes up that insidious lie about her, making her life even harder then needs be.
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Not that going around starting shit ever would've been a good thing, but Sunset certainly doesn't seem to be concerned about the idea that people other than herself might have their own problems before she was ever involved
7871714 Oh ok, yay more AJ!
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So true. Perhaps Sunset's just jealous that she didn't get a chance with Breaburn
I am kinda confused about the timeline of your stories. If I recall correctly in finding home, sunset is 32 and she was in the human world for 17 years. So she was 15 when she left. But in chapter 1 why did she say she was 17? So when she came through the mirror she turned into a 5 year old. So she was 22 year old human when she returned to equestria. Then wouldn't she be 34 in finding home?
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Sunset actually says she was in the human world for fourteen years, and that she was seventeen when she left (likely where you got the number from, the story had always specified that she was seventeen when first leaving Equestria) but she's rounding down. It was supposed to be fourteen and some months, and where her birthday fell made it fit.
That is actually inaccurate, though. It ought to be fifteen rounded down
I didn't know when Sunset's birthday was when I made the timeline initially, and where I wound up putting it is at odds with the fourteen and change years. Now I need to go and stare at a document fooled with dates as numbers to figure out what I can do to realign it 
Hello...Sunset, Iago!
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I feel like this is referencing something I'm not familiar with
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Iago...
a character in Shakespear's plays.
He schemed, he plotted, he hated and slandered.
If the world were monicrome we would not know why he hated the other.
Because he was successful? Because he was popular? Because he was rich? Because his life was great or he had a beautiful wife?
All that can be said, is what he said himself..."I hate him!"
"How I hate the human!"said the pony.
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Ah, I feel a bit silly now. I haven't read/seen that particular play, but I've certainly seen the character references enough that I ought to have recognized it to some extent
In any event, it does seem to be a fitting analogy
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Why?
Iago was also mechically minded, trying to achieve sertain goals with far reaching and expanding plans.
Did he not set freinds against eachother?
You can take the play and put it amoung the God's of Olympus and still the outcome would be the same. You could write it as a little pony story the reason Nightmare was banished to the moon.
Oh the power hungry twerp, she left on the ground, how she wished she had joined the mare in her moon faced, now, with the wrath of Celestia!
That she would covet and hate Luna being born there instead of her, without the remote chance that could happen for a normal pony.
If I had known there were people in the world like Iago, how they hated someone simply because they exist...that all they do for and with Iago he considers deplorible, that they, in his eyes are irredeamable, I would not had so many tears.
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Would you mind if I PM you at some point in the future about Shakespeare?
It might be a while (years from now really) but I could never get into 'reading' the play's becasue they weren't written or presented in modern (at least according to my understanding) English. If I could have someone on hand to help me translate it into a more current vernacular, then I might be able to understand what's going on without the context of visual cue's often provided by an actual performance or cliff notes... and I've seen many boring and uninteresting ones that make me question what makes Shakespeare such a fantastic writer or playwright.
Elizabeth Taylor's 'Taming of the Shrew' is one of the best performances Shakespeare's work I've actually seen, so I know there's more to the story if the director and actors have a genuine understanding of the material. And, King Lear or 12th night seem like they would be much more enjoyable as a read through than a stilted performance. I don't know what I'm expecting, but I know I'm missing something and someone who is interested in the work itself could help.
Yep, and it looks like Sunset's hurtling straight on down the path to becoming the ice queen/alpha bitch of Canterlot High School that she was in Equestria Girls. It really is sort of tragic reading this, knowing this is your origin story for Sunset and how she ends up the way she did.
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Happy to see I was mistaken, of course 
Indeed, between the fact that everyone knows the ending and that this story is just kinda miserable all around, I was actually pretty sure no one would even want to read this
Hmmm... I wonder how this meeting would have gone down if she wasn't hungover.
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Kinda doubt it could've gone well either way though.
lol well being hungover certainly didn't help Sunset's mood here
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That's the mark of a good author. Good writing is about the journey first and foremost. The destination is secondary at best. (Otherwise, more people would be satisfied with synopses.)
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I largely agree, but I do think it'd be rather foolish to just disregard the destination as unimportant. Part of what makes an interesting journey is uncertainty. Here, part of the path is already known to the reader, which ruins the excitement for some people (and, if handled poorly, could honestly ruin the story for anyone). This isn't to say prequels are screwed from the get go; they just require a different approach, both for writer and reader.
Whelp, Sunny's gone full bitch now!
Seems that Applejack has learnt a bit more about honesty if she’s not willing to open up about why she really moved schools.
Fitting that it’s applejack to move and be reintroduced to sunset as the pony Applejack also moved (presumably about the same age) just before getting her cutiemark and presumably after her parents died.
It's a little heartbreaking seeing her forget or repress all her memories of Equestria, even going as far as to do that to poor Applejack. It's a shame we already know how this will end; otherwise I'd be really hoping for Applejack to be a positive influence in her life.
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The idea of Sunset slowly learning to be a better person because of Applejack's positive influence instead of a sudden shift from one turning point in her life is very appealing to me.
I was tempted to make this an AU so many times
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you're an idiot for not doing so. this is already a better story than EQG on every level.
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One of the reasons I set out to write this was to explain and improve the many plot holes in EqG1, which I obviously couldn't do if this was an AU. Additionally, it's part of a series that's always treated EqG as canon. Much of the late story plays off the movie and readers' understanding of it. I was not shackled to a movie that sucks, I worked with it too make something much better. I may have thought about the potential for this story as an AU many times and, the grass being greener and what not, wished I had done that while working on it, but I now can say with the benefit of having completed the story that I absolutely made the right decision.
It really tears me apart to read this chapter, we now she can't change yet but to see her refuse applejack like that it's just a low punch.
Gotta hand it to you, you have really made a Sunset that's much more than just the "queen bee" trope of EG1 you really feel sorry even when she is choosing to be like this
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It's obvious that I love Sunset, but man did I hate EqG 1. I suppose that's true for most people, though. Sunset doesn't just get redeemed in Rainbow Rocks, she basically turns into a different person. I wanted to explore that, wanted to create a story that made her change make sense. Show the reasons she acted the way she did and what not.
Anyway, I'm super glad you're enjoying it! This remains arguably the best story I've written, and I'm always thrilled to see people enjoying it
Dang. For real, Sunset is like who I would've been in middle school if I were respected by my peers, and like, 15% meaner lmfao. Yikes, poor AJ.
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Yeeeeaaaaahhhh AJ isn't going to have a good time
And that's where it all started.
I also think about this exchange a lot. And the whole rumour thing. Whenever I infodump about WWB to my friends, I make sure to bring both things up and explain them in thorough detail.
Glad sunset remembered applejack but the way she reacted was kinda mean
Oh she's just such a horrid little bitch how can I not love her?
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Lmao that's a great way to read this fic tbh
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She's so ugly (on the inside)! I love her!
i mean, Rose must have seen this kind of thing before in her charges, right? have a feeling she’d easily know exactly what’s going on!
one she’d been doing for seven years now!
aww, so this is how she honed the skills to terrorize an entire high school!
yay, she’s back in the story!
ahahaha love it
love smug Applejack
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oof…
damn, Sunset! where the hell did that come from?
oh damn, Sunset! poor AJ! just extra cruel, given what i’m guessing is the real reason for the transfer in the first place…