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Shooting for Friendship

by Verbose Mode

Chapter 9: Episode 3-2: Do Not Go Quietly

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The buzzer sounded, and Sunset broke into a sprint to slip into the cargo containers that made the Residential side of the arena. She skidded to a stop and swung her gun around the corner, immediately noticing a problem as Pinkie and Fluttershy arrived on her heels.

"Pinkie, go. There's no line of sight. It's really winding back here."

"Copy-toppy!" Pinke chirped, skipping past. She pushed further up the street, leaning to get a view past a plywood shack before shouting back. "It's no good. I can't see anything worth seeing!"

Fluttershy glanced behind them as the pop-pop of distant fire echoed across the field. "How are we going to help Rainbow Dash? I hope she's alright..."

"We just rush 'em, I guess. Keep them fighting us." Rainbow is fast, she's already leaving the central area by now. She waved for Pinkie Pie to move with her with two fingers in hook-shapes. Column formation, advance.

The two girls smoothly dropped themselves into lower stances, rifles leveled and sweeping to point at entrances and alleyways as they moved. Fluttershy trailed a meter behind with her pistol out, occasionally glancing back over her shoulder.

Sunset took the liberty of hooking down an alleyway that would lead them back toward the main street, causing Fluttershy to stumble slightly as she hurriedly changed direction and fell back into position. She glided along, checking down the last gap between the cargo containers when Pinkie Pie caught the strap on the back of her verst and pulled.

*wrtak!*

"Whaa!" Sunset flailed as a pellet flew past her face and she crashed into Pinkie, rolling off of her and to her knees. "Holy.... How do you do that?"

Pinkie sat up, shaking dust off of her head. "Do what? Surprise people? Drag you into things? Or dodge fast-moving projectiles I have no right to even be aware of?"

Sunset opened her mouth, then paused. "Umm... Yes. All of those."

"Umm, Sunset!" Fluttershy squeaked. "Contact!"

"Oh, er, yeah! Push right, I'll cover!" Sunset fell over from where she knelt, exposing her head and shoulders down the alley, and pulled the trigger of her AKM, lining the gun up on the stack of distant tires almost as an afterthought.

*C-C-CLACK! C-C-CLACK!*

The shots curved sharply to the right as they flew, tilting the gun over plus the excessive backspin pulling them through the air and bouncing off of the shipping container. One of the E.C.S.F. boys scooted himself down to make a smaller target and fired again as his buddy darted across the far end of the street. Sunset blew the air out of her lungs and loosened her grip on her rifle, squeezing the trigger more gently as she estimated the unfamiliar arc.

*C-C-CLACK!*

The helmet shifted a few inches to the side, and the pellets sailed past, and shifted right back, eyes behind the goggles cold. Sunset gaped for a moment before he fired in return, and Sunset rolled across to the other side of the alley, the return pellets bouncing off the ground where her own head had been. Uh-oh! That was Pathfinder!

Pinkie Pie pulled her to her feet as she changed her plan. "Fluttershy, hold this corner for... I dunno, one magazine's worth of ammo, then run and hide. Pinkie! Follow me! Pain-train it! Get to the central building, stop for nothing!"

Sunset ran, following the twists and turns toward the main street, and trying to get closer to the far side of the field. If I can cut them off from the main street, then they won't be able to stop Rainbow Dash. We have to move fast! It only took her a few more yards to get her eyes on the central building.

*thwap!*

"OW!" Sunset clasped a hand to the side of her neck where the pellet hit and heard Pinkie dive into one of the cargo boxes behind her. She dropped her rifle to dangle by its sling and raised her free arm as she massaged the stinging spot, looking across the central street for the shooter. Seconds later she jumped violently as a sharp bang came from Pinkie's direction. Leaving her arm up, she waited, and Pinkie walked out, looking slightly frazzled and holding an empty Airsoft grenade.

"Blew yourself up?" Sunset asked wryly.

"Uh huh. The blue guy game in and shot me when I pulled the pin! Got 'm though!" Pinkie's eye twitched behind her goggles. "Can hearts explode? I think my heart is gonna explode."

They made their way back to the spawn, and Sunset's mouth fell open when she saw Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash waiting for them. "You're kidding me. You're kidding me. I expected to lose, but I thought we would at least put up a fight!"

"Wait, you expected us to lose!?" Rainbow Dash said, eyebrows coming together angrily. "And I put up a helluva fight, but it was three-on-one in that building!"

"That's impossible, dear, Applejack and I were fighting at least three on our side, and Fluttershy said there were two in the Residential zone. There are only six of them!"

"Um, 'scuse me?"

Sunset turned around to see Flash standing behind them. She felt her lips press into a thin line as she calculated the balance between tactical advantage versus emotional frustration. "Hey, Flash. What do you have for us?"

Flash rubbed the side of his neck nervously. "I, uh, thought you could use some pointers. You girls are pretty good on an individual level, but you don't really move like a team."

"Go on." Sunset sighed. She hated being told she was doing it wrong, but she wasn't about to ignore experienced advice. "Spit it out."

"For one, you stick way too close together." Flash took a few steps to illustrate. "You stick about this close in your little squads. You need to be more like this..." He jogged a few more steps, more than doubling the distance. "Otherwise you don't gain any advantage. Your fields of fire just overlap in the same direction. They can just wipe you with one burst, like they did Rarity and... um, cowgirl-who's-name-I-never-learned. No offense."

"None taken, sugarcube. It's Applejack."

"So what your saying is... spread out?" Sunset asked. Rarity nodded.

"Of course, that makes sense. Think of where we are looking like cones. When we're next to each other, and looking at the same thing, the cones cover almost exactly the same area. But if we are a few meters apart-" She kneeled and doodled a quick sketch in the dust to illustrate. "It's just like having a flanking squad. It makes the number of places the enemy can hide a lot smaller. It's basic geometry, really."

"Ok. Spread out more. Maybe we should all go through one side as well, then, just to hold a numbers advantage?" Sunset suggested. Flash coughed behind her.

"Sounds like a great way to get flanked."

Sunset felt herself flinch. "Then what is your winning strategy, oh wiseass one?"

He shrugged. "I'unno. I used to play with them, not against them."

Sunset found herself at a loss for words. There was no way that Flash was not doing this on purpose.

"I think," Rainbow Dash grumbled, "we're getting pummeled by guerrilla tactics."

"Silly, there aren't any zoos-"

"Pinkie no." Sunset lifted her goggles and rubbed her face tiredly. "No, that's a bad joke."

Pinkie Pie giggled, and Sunset felt the atmosphere lighten a bit. "Rainbow Dash is right, though. If they are pulling the hit-and-fade shuffles all over, then we need a way to shut them down before we can capture the briefcase. Remember, though, w don't need to get them all, we just need to clear a path to and from the central building."

"That briefcase is heavy, too." Rainbow Dash pointed out. "I think it has a brick in it. You sure can't sprint with it."

Sunset nodded, considering if she should swap out Applejack for that job when a new thought hit her. "Wait a sec. Flash!"

"Yuh-huh?" Flash blinked, startled.

"Just... real quick, what are they like? Your old team. I don't need much, like five words each." Sunset insisted. She noticed she was clicking the fire selector of her rifle anxiously and stopped.

"Well..." Flash made a face Sunset was sure she had made many times before, when she was forced to say something she really did not want to. "Pathfinders' a Marine, and he pretty much taught everybody how to work together. Osprey is his brother, funny guy if you can get him talking. Blazer is the guy with the grenade launcher on his back. Pretty is fast. Really fast, even with his LMG. Mexi is my bud, he's the little heavyweight guy with the PKM machine gun. And I don't know much about Shining, I guess he replaced me when I left, but that riot shield could be useful. There. You got all the intel in the world, you better not lose now."

"I'll see if I can use it." Sunset huffed. Names weren't super useful, but she could glean some ideas off of that.

Rainbow Dash patted him on the back. "Thanks, bro. You mighta' given us a chance."

A piercing whistle came across the field, and Blazer, the boy who's gear was covered in patches, waved. "Hey! You ready?"

"Girls?" Applejack asked. The rest of them nodded as Flash meandered back to the main building.

***

"Contact right! Rarity, your twelve!"

*wrtap-tap!*

"One moving center-to-left!" Sunset didn't have the time to fire, and just had to hope Fluttershy heard her.

"S-seen! I got him covered!"

"I'm pinned!" Applejack shouted from under the awning.

"I got'cha! Dashie, go, go!" Pinkie shouted gleefully, leaning orotund the bottom of a barrel and spraying pellets toward Fort Effoff, then winced and held her gun up. "Hit!"

Rainbow Dash slid up against the wall of the building, and Sunset lay in a particularly vicious stream of pellets toward the ground-floor windows next to her. She ducked again as the magazine came up empty, swatting the old one out and snapping the new one into place. She braced herself again, as Rainbow Dash made to leap through the window before backpedaling wildly in terror.

"Oh, bless m-"

*BAMF!*

Sunset felt her jaw drop as Rainbow Dash fell down under a huge blast of pellets. Oh, shoot, was that Blazer's grenade launcher? It's like a giant shotgun! They're already inside and making moves on us!

"Pinkie!" Sunset yelled, searching quickly for targets. "We need grenades in that room! Fluttershy, watch for an attack on the left!"

"Pinkie's out, sugarcube!" Applejack shouted back, firing her M60 one-handed through a gap in the market stalls.

Sunset swore, shifting her AK awkwardly and sliding her own grenade from its pouch, popping the pin out with her thumb. Live grenade in hand, she paused a moment to consider her life.

"I've lost my high-flying mind. Huh. Cover me!"

Dirt flying from under her boots, Sunset lowered her head and charged, spraying her gun wildly as she went. She slammed into the wall under the same window Rainbow Dash had tried to vault and tossed the grenade in hard. The moment she heard the bang, she was up, over and through.

Where's the case, where's the case, WHERE'S THE CASE? Sunset darted through the building, hastily clearing the two rooms. No suitcase, no other players... It's gone! We gotta-

"Nice shot, Fluttershy!" Applejack yelled outside. "That's the package, righ'?"

Sunset swept her aim across the far window, seeing Pretty walking away with his hand and gun raised, and thought she could make out the edge of a silver briefcase on the ground, some ten meters outside. Ok, girls, don't get cocky, just cover it. Attrition, we just don't let them move it. They have it surrounded, we have them pressured.

Sunset stepped back, leaning against the wooden railing of the staircase leading to steady herself, making certain the briefcase was framed in the window. A strange silence swept over everything as she waited for any sign of motion, hoping that the other girls knew the right course of action. The simple construction of the building around her creaked.

That was the only warning Sunset had before something poked her in the back of her neck, prompting her blood to freeze.

"Ssh. Your dead."

Sunset raised her hands and turned head a few degrees to the right as Pathfinder passed her going down the stairs, utterly silent. He crept through the room, rifle slung down by his side, holding a simple plastic spoon and a pistol.

"No way..." Sunset whispered, dropping weakly to her knee. "How did-?"

"Ssh. Stay put. Count to thirty, then you can go back to spawn."

Cheeks burning, Sunset settled in as Pathfinder finished his check and vanished back upstairs. She gave him ten seconds before she marched out. Rarity raised eyebrows as she passed her just outside, before peeking inside and waving for Fluttershy to follow her in.

"This sucks." Rainbow Dash stated grumpily the moment Sunset was near the starting area, leaning against the fence. She straightened up as she saw Sunset's expression. "What the hell happened to you?"

Taking a deep breath, Sunset unclenched her teeth, sitting down next to Pinkie Pie. "Situational awareness. That's why we're losing. We're not used to playing here. We keep... dueling them. Playing on their terms, running into their ambushes or waiting for them to sweep us up."

Pinkie rocked back and forth energetically. "Well, I'm learning! They aren't that fast, and only really are a problem if they see you first. The only place I haven't gotten a good look at is the top floor of Fort Effoff. That's a weird name, I wonder why it's called that..."

"Point is we gotta take back the pace. We gotta play it our way. Whatever our way is." Sunset blew dust off of her empty magazine before pushing new pellets in. She caught a bit of motion back in the course and spotted Fluttershy walking back, panting. The buzzer for the field sounded a minute later.

"Hey, Sunny-" Rainbow Dash glanced at her under her bangs. Sunset felt a strange feeling she normally got before doing something very, very stupid.

"I know what 'our way' is."

***

"Five..." Rarity said, taking a deep breath.

No "I guess." No halfway. Sunset's words echoed back at her in her mind.

"Four." Applejack rolled her shoulders, making her M60 on her back clatter.

We are good at this. I know, I watch you, I can see it.

"Three!" Pinkie crossed her arms, supporting her pistol with her brightly-colored knife.

I get it now. It doesn't matter. Win, lose, as long as we do it together.

"Two." Rainbow Dash smoothed down the strap holding her folded submachine gun to her chest.

But we can win. I trust you. Go where you think you need to go. Do what you think you need to do. We'll be right there with you. Are you ready?

"One..." Fluttershy whispered.

ARE YOU READY? The plan is-

"CHARGE!" Sunset shouted as the buzzer let off it's tone. The lot of them broke out into a dash, cutting slightly left toward the container-filled Residential zone. Applejack pulled ahead, Rainbow Dash falling in behind her. Skidding to a halt, Applejack braced as Rainbow Dash jumped and used her back as a spring board to launch up on top of the nearest container. Sunset continued past, looking for her cue when Rainbow Dash lowered her hand for Sunset to grab.

With a heave, Sunset joined her on top of the metal cargo container. She landed on her back, and gave a quick thumbs up to urge Rainbow Dash along. "I'm good. Go!"

Below them, Pinkie and Rarity darted through the winding paths, cutting in toward the center as fast as they could manage. Fluttershy had properly vanished, as per Sunset's expectations. She rolled to her feet and took a running jump to the next container, following the path Dash had taken. She stopped and took a knee, bringing her AK up to her shoulder and lining up the sights on the shortest alleyway from the E.C.S.F. starting area to the fort and squeezed the trigger.

*CLACK-CLACK-CLACK-CLACK-CLACK!*

The pellets arced out of sight, pinging off the walls. Sunset let go for a second, then moved her aim again, shooting over AJ and Rarity into another alley. The odds she would hit anything were astronomical, but the chance that anyone going that way would be unnerved and hesitate was pretty high as they couldn't see where it was coming from, only hear it. Applejack ran past the alley nearest the Fort, giving a surprised shout and fanning off a pair of quick shots from her revolver down toward someone Sunset couldn't see.

"Push ahead!" Rarity yelled, leaning around the corner and firing a pair of bursts before jerking back. "Shield! It's the shield-plus-one!"

"Sunset! We'll get the case!" Rainbow Dash shouted over her shoulder, jumping to another container stripping her submachine gun off of her vest with the tearing of velcro. "AJ go!"

"Rarity! Eyes on me!" Sunset empathetically pointed at a pair of barrels near Rarity, where she could crouch and be covered from the front and back. Sunset herself checked over the edge of her perch, then lay flat on her back, listening. A pair of distant shots from a gas-powered gun... then...

*wrta-ta-tap!*

At the report of Rarity's M16 was the signal for Sunset to roll and throw herself off the edge of the cargo container, pulling the stock of her AK into her shoulder with a twist of her hips to bring her legs under her. Directly to the exposed side of Shining and Pretty. She aimed for Shining and yanked the trigger.

*CLACK CLACK!*

She hit Pretty instead as the pellets arced higher than expected. Shining backpedaled rapidly, firing his pistol around his shield as he retreated to the corner. Sunset focused her fire down toward his exposed arm as she walked steadily to the side.

*CLACK-CLACK-CLACK-CLACK-CLACK-CLACK-putt-*

Sunset dropped the AK as it came up empty, smoothly drawing her Sigma as she sped up her pace.

*Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!*

She took a knee behind a barrel as Shining retreated out of sight and Rarity crossed to join her. Sunset holstered her pistol and quickly swapped magazines on her rifle.

"Let's crash into the center, we'll leave this group confused and blunt any fight there. We gotta go fast, though." Sunset reached under her carbine and pulled the charging handle, ready to move. Rarity nodded, breathing heavily as she took the lead.

Fluttershy regrouped with them partway, very nearly shooting Rarity as she came around the corner. They ducked into the nearest cargo container to the central fort, and Fluttershy carefully peeked out to see if the coast was clear.

"It looks clear..."

"Ya' wanna bet?" Sunset growled, checking her vest. "Can you see inside? Rainbow and the others should be inside already."

"Yes, well, I can see Applejack at least. She..." Fluttershy squinted, then gave a simple thumbs-up. "She wants us to come over, she's got us covered."

Sunset made a face, stepping around the two of them to look for herself. It took her a moment to pick out the outline of Applejack's hat in one of the second-story windows. "Well, if she's got a plan... ready?"

"Set..." Rarity shifted to plant her heels more firmly.

Sunset leaned out far enough that Applejack could see and raised her arm, then flicked it forward as she stepped out and quickly aimed in an arc around her "Go!"

Applejack's machine gun sent a spray of pellets just over Sunset's head as Rarity and Fluttershy bolted past, making her duck and hurry forward. If Applejack was shooting at something that close...

*p-p-p-pop!*

Sunset nearly tripped as a burst flew by just in front of her, from her right. She swung her rifle out and fired it one-handed in the general direction of the attack, leaping for the cover of the central fort. It seemed like a lot further in the second it took her to reach it before diving bodily through the window and on top of Pinkie Pie. Fluttershy and Rarity managed to use the door like sensible people.

"Hello again. Nice catch." Sunset quipped as she rolled off of her. "What's the situation?"

"Oh, we're trapped!" Pinkie said brightly. "Applejack was hoping you or Rarity would have a good idea to get us out of here."

"So you called us into the trap instead of having us go around and flank them." Sunset deadpanned. Pinkie Pie shrugged.

"It seemed like a really good idea at the time."

"Story of my life." Sunset dusted herself off. "Keep it secure down here, be ready for a breach. I'm gonna go upstairs and sort this shit out."

Applejack was waiting for her at the top of the stairs. "They got us totally blocked off back to home base," she volunteered, "but we can't seem to do much. They shoot a lot, but I can't able to hit them and they ain't been able to hit me yet. Just a lot of shootin'."

The view from the windows was good, but Sunset was very careful not to be seen as she moved around the room, ducking a splatter of pellets that bounced in. She sighed heavily as she sat down for a breather.

"Well?" Applejack asked, leaning spray back with her machine gun. "What's the plan?"

Sunset shrugged. "We're screwed. We're stuck in here until they assault us. Which we have less than three minuets until they start, based on their rough positions. And I'm on my last magazine."

Applejack looked at Sunset with a raised eyebrow. "How'd y'all know that?"

"That we're screwed? Because we're cut off, inside of a killbox and they are way better than us. Even if we are up by one."

"Naw..." Applejack keeled down next to her, staring her intently in the face as though looking for something. "How'd you know we have three minuets?"

Sunset leaned away, perturbed. "B-because... that's what they're doing? We took out one in residential, so we have five out there in solid positions, if I was the bad-guy I'd have a attack team ready to crash in from the front with at least one person covering, and that would take... oh..."

Sunset's eyes widened for a second as Applejack smirked. "Y'alls pretty good at figurin' out what the both sides are thinking, aint'cha?"

She could see it, from both sides. Five-man team, three stacking on the front door, one at the rear with an extra one long-range. She could hear each of the E.C.S.F's thought's as they took positions in the optimal places...

"We have to move." Sunset snapped back to reality, grabbing Applejack's shoulder and pulling herself up. "Come on! Fluttershy! Get up here! Rainbow Dash, grab the case! Fluttershy..." Sunset grabbed her as she came up the stairs, "there is a sniper in the West Market tower, keyhole yourself. Line him up, but wait until we go to shoot."

Leaping down the stairs, Sunset grabbed Rainbow Dash by the arm and steered her toward the back door. "Ok, here's the plan. We're gonna cut this to the last second, but you need to run this back toward their side and loop the long way around through the cargo boxes. The rest of us... we're going to counter-breach."

Rarity blinked. "What? I've never even heard of such a thing."

Sunset pointed her to kneel by the door. "I literally just made it up. We're going to sit tight right by the door, and as soon as we hear them stack up, we're going to charge out and attack, and run for out home base. Make as much noise as you can, be as crazy as you can. We are the sacrifice to get Rainbow Dash through. All or nothing, how we play the best! Whatever we do, we do not go quietly!"

"IIIII like it! A big show!" Pinkie Pie undid her grenade and held it in her mouth by the rubber tab on the side, adjusting her rifle. "iff exfiting!"

"Are we ready? We have seconds." Sunset crouched behind Rarity as Pinkie Pie and Applejack coiled up under the window. "Rainbow?"

Rainbow Dash gave a thumb's up, briefcase hanging from her left hand as she held her MP5 with her right. With that, they fell to silence, listening.

They all heard the crunch of gravel outside, and Pinkie quietly pulled the pin on her grenade. Sunset made eye contact and shook her head as Pinkie made ready to toss it. That could only be one of them. We need all of them. She held her hand up to signal hold, ready to drop. The sun was just low enough to filter bright, reddening light into the dust around them.

Sweat running down her back, she heard the faintest whisper through the thin plywood wall. Sunset dropped her hand.

"Eat pie, scrublords!" Pinkie screamed, lobbing the grenade. Rarity bolted for the door, Sunset with a hand on her back. They were through and Sunset sprayed wildly at the two boys just on the other side, hitting Shining as he blocked Pinkie Pie's grenade from bursting on Pathfinder's back. Pathfinder hit her in return near-instantly, and Sunset skidded to a stop, throwing both hands up and subtly shielding Rarity as she continued her run toward the main base, which worked for all of a second before he hit her as well. Applejack stumbled out as Sunset watched, hands already up, and Pinkie Pie slid her head and arm around the door frame, shooting Pathfinder in the leg with her pistol.

*BAMF!*

Pinkie Pie squeaked as absolutely everyone got splattered with a wall of pellets from Blazer's grenade launcher. Sunset sat down, gasping for breath as everyone looked around in confusion. Pathfinder was the first to start a headcount, prompting Blazer to do the same.

"Damn, ladies. I didn't expect you to get more than three of us in one round." Pathfinder reached out to help Sunset to her feet as Blazer reloaded and stepped over Pinkie Pie to get inside the building.

"Actually, he's your last man." Sunset thoroughly enjoyed the look of shock on Pathfinder's face. "We got your overwatch guy, and were ready at the backdoor."

"What."

Sunset took a deep breath, grinning. "Yep. In fact, any second now..."

Sunset's smug smirk fell off of her face instantly as Rainbow Dash walked around the building with her hands up, Spanish behind her. Blazer waved down from the second floor, meaning Fluttershy had been defeated as well.

"Sorry, Sunny, he was a better shot than I was."

Spanish looked around, confused. "She was close, though. Merda, did they get that many of us? Are we clear?"

Sunset twisted the grip of her rifle viciously, frowning around at her team and wondering what more she could have done. The lot of them looked exhausted and beaten; there was no way they could do another round as intense as that one. They were finished for the day.

"Really, I'm suppressed they did half that well." Osprey wandered up, scoped rifle slung down by his side as the rest of them left the building. He held out his hand to high-five Fluttershy. "You actually timed the counter-snipe with your runner downstairs, and I never saw you with the lighting. That was impressive."

"T-thanks." Fluttershy tapped her hand against his.

Shining holstered his pistol and pulled his shield off of his arm. "I mean, hell, I haven't been playing long, but you girls are scary to battle up-close. I can only cover so much at once."

"Seriously. Good game. Come on in, I got an offer for you." Pathfinder waved for them to follow. Blazer shook his grenade rifle over his head with a cheer.

"Drinks and snacks on the boss!"

"Blaze you SUNOVA-"

***

"You'd want to play with us on your side?" Sunset sipped at her soda from the Easyglider's snack shop. "We lost every single round, though."

Osprey nodded. "Well, yeah. You guys are new, but you got drive like nothing else! You're willing to cooperate and learn, and that's worth a whole lot more than being a sick shot."

"You couldn't have better timing, either." Pathfinder set down his burger, more relaxed than Sunset had seen him yet. "Next week is the game to play. Easyglider is hosting their Dark Business night-op, and the more we can roll, the better. Hell, even if you're cannon-fodder, it'll be cool."

Sunset nodded slowly. "I'll think about it."

"NO!" Pinkie Pie practically threw herself over the table. "Don't think about it! I wanna do it!"

Flash turned from the next table over. "Shimmy, I would. It's really fun. Three teams, pitch-black, no plan, pure insanity."

"You need to shut your face." Sunset glared at him. "You're on my list, boy. You never told us they were freaking mil-sim pros."

"Like, seriously though, it's got my vote. Sounds awesome!" Rainbow Dash butted in.

Sunset sighed, looking around the lobby at the girls. "Ok, what do you all think? We gonna try this?"

They all looked at each other in silence, until Rarity raised her hand to speak for the rest of them.

"I think I'll be stealing Fluttershy's catchphrase when I say... hell yes."

Sunset smiled, turning back to Pathfinder. "Alright. One week, and we get into some Dark Business."

Author's Notes:

I must request that any edits or writing recommendation be sent to me as a PM, not in the comments. Please. Otherwise I LOVE COMMENTS.

Holy shit. Five months is way to long guys, I'm sorry. Real life's a bitch sometimes. Hopefully I do better with the ending at a reasonable speed, huh? I'll try not to get distracted until afterwards! Has this really taken over a year? Goodness, I'm a procrastinator.

Only one chapter left. Can you believe it?

Shit's about to get super-dark...


Oh, this is older, but it is good and y'all need to give totallynotabrony some love:

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