150 or Below

by KwirkyJ

I Want (You) To Confess!

"Princ--ipal Celestia?"

"Yes, Sunset." She gestured. "Come in. What is it?"

"I, um, need to tell you something."

"Anything."

"I don't belong here."

"Oh?"

"I'm from a place called Equestria, which seems to have a pony double of everyone. Including you."

"I see."

"I, um, ran away a year ago after I had a huge fight with princess-you."

"Is that so?"

"I've also been really mean to the students here, cruel even, over really petty things."

"Like when you blew up at the dignitary banquet and fled to your tower?"

"What?"

"Or berated your personal guard to a sobbing wreck when he inconvenienced you?"

"H-how do you know about that?"

"BECAUSE YOU'RE A SCARED, LITTLE FILLY, DREAMING SHE CAN BE FORGIVEN SO SHE WON'T HAVE TO FORGIVE HERSELF."

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She snapped awake, shaking in sweat.

05:12

Hot, burning shame was immediately smothered with rage.

"Early motorbike cruise, then."

Author's Note:

Originally written for the Flashfiction March 2020 prompt "Face Your Fears"