After taking three showers, I was heading back to the school with Nerdy.

"...It just seemed a bit overkill, though," he continued. "Did you really have to go so far?"

"I know it was bad," I replied, "but she was already prepared after my fight with Gilda. If you're gonna have a counter attack, you've gotta hit hard." Even if her bodyguards were terrible...

"But-"

"Lemme guess; I'll get bad karma? Well I don't believe in karma or fate, I just roll with the punches." I chuckled to myself, having flashbacks to an old conversation

"What? No, of course not. What I was going to say was that now Lightning Dust will be more serious about the fight, making it harder. I agree that counter attacks have to hit hard, but tricks and traps are better than a direct assault. It's important to know when to sacrifice a chess piece in order to get the enemy where you need them. In this case; getting Dust to be less serious about the fight so you could've wiped the floor with her." Damn, that's a good point; the fight will be much harder now... Then I'll just have to fight harder in return!

"Good point, but I still have the Thunder Gloves giving me a big advantage."

"She's fast. Possibly too fast for you to fight in this form."

"Then I'll just fight faster." Nerdy groaned and stopped walking. I stopped too and turned to him. He looked angry.

"It's not as simple as that! You don't have any magic here and you aren't used to being in a Human form! She's going to be really damn tough and I'm trying to help you so would you stop jacking off your ego for one fucking second?!" Woah... That escalated quickly... There was an intense minute or so of silence before Nerdy sighed and seemed to calm down. "Sorry, I just-"

"It's fine, I get it. But if there're three things I'm brilliant at, they're dodging all sorts of everything, thinking quickly in intense situations and winning fights against things that should be way out of my league. I beat a god on day one, remember? I think I can handle a school bully."

"I know. I understand that you're strong, even in a body ten years younger than it should be, but you've never seen her." I sighed. He just doesn't get it... "I know a way you can though, follow me." He continued walking towards the school and I followed.

"FUCK!" I screamed, kicking a bin over in frustration. Snips and Snails backed away in fear. "I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT BULLSHIT HE PULLED ACTUALLY WORKED!"

"A-Actually," stammered Snips, "I-I think it was dog shit, not-"

"I DON'T FUCKING CARE! HE'S RUINING ALL MY PLANS! HE TOOK OUT HER GUARDS LIKE THEY WERE SCHOOL CHILDREN!"

"But," started Snails, "they are-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I punched a nearby locker so hard that the opening mechanism broke. I turned back to Snips and Snails who looked terrified. "Tell me that Polomare's bitches at least found out something useful before they got intimidated by fucking feces!"

"T-They did!" Cried Snips. "H-He hangs around with that Nerdy Shut-In guy a lot! It looks like they're partners in the plan to take over!"

"Some of them thought that it was him that made the things the other guy used!" Added Snails.

"THEN GET DUST TO SEND HER PEOPLE TO BEAT HIM INTO A BLOODY PULP!" I screamed, spraying some soggy saliva onto Snips and Snails's sorrowful... Uh... BUCK, I WAS DOING SO WELL! Snips and Snails ran off as I started to calm myself down. I've gotta calm down... If worst comes to worst, I can just use that.

I opened my bag and looked inside to see it lying there, threatening as ever. I grinned. Yes... Nopony from Equestria would know what this is. My grin faded. Can't use it yet, though. That would definitely stop the F.F. from continuing... I zipped my bag back up. ...Which I absolutely need. I began walking.

But then again, Dust will probably lose the fight. And knowing her, I can't get her to pull out... I stopped walking. ...But I could get her... I opened my bag back up. ...To hide a body for a while. My grin returned as my fingers folded around the gun.

I groaned and threw the pistol back into my bag. Dammit, why do I suck at one liners? I sighed.

No! Too directly sounds stupid as well! I stood there for about a minute trying to come up with a one liner.

"Oh, screw this," I muttered to myself. I continued walking. I suddenly stopped. "Wait! I've got it!"

"FUCK IT!" I kicked over another bin. "FUCK ONE LINERS!" I kept kicking it. "FUCK LEAVING DRAMATICALLY! FUCK LOOKING COOL! AND FUCK CSI MIAMI!" I groaned loudly and stormed off.

Author's Notes:

So this version of Sunset is a bit more extreme than the show's version...
Oh let's face it, that's how every character is in this story.

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Another shorter chapter that took a while, but the pattern should normalise eventually.
I think the problem I'm having is that I can't be as random and free flowing (mentally) in this arc, so it becomes much more dull and difficult to write.
It's partly due to the fact that the characters don't have magic, gods or future offspring to mess around with. It leaves me surprisingly limited.
This shouldn't happen again though.
Let's just say that EG2 will be very different to the original...