>>2008988420089884

>You woke up fairly early the next morning. The sun was barely peeking up over the hills in the background.

>Looking at your watch, you see that it tells you it is around 6 o'clock.

>You desperately wish that it got broken last night, and that it stopped at that time.

>Looking over to your right, you see the group of girls all still snoozing off.

>Sunset laid right beside her in her own sleeping bag, her hair all messed up. Must be a heavy tosser when she sleeps.

>Sitting up, your head feels fuzzy. You shrug it off as being still tired.

>Getting out of the sleeping bag was tough, your legs totally cramped up, even though you did sleep in a rather large tent...

>Looking around you, the bouncy castle had been deflated, the pool still stood full of water, and the clothesline hung your various swimsuits up to dry.

>You suddenly remember the previous afternoon's events.

"Oh man, that was.. One hell of a party."

>Remembering the necklace you gave her, you check the gift table.

>Shoes, money locked away in a box, make-up...

>None of that interests you, Anon! Gets to the good stuff!

>Finally you happen upon the velvet box.

>Opening it up, you find it to be empty.

>Did Sunset still have it on? Or did someone steal it? You can't quite remember.

>A quiet, cute yawn comes from behind you.

>You tense up immediately as arms wrap around you from behind.

>"Oh, Anon. You're up... What are you doing out here by yourself?"

>That sounded almost heart meltingy pure, the sound of a sleepy Sunset Shimmer.

"I uh... I just woke up, and wanted to check on things."

>"Mmm... Hey, you mind making some food? I'm sure we all need it, given that it's a... Monday."

>Mondays. Oh fucking lovely, we all hated Mondays.

>Wait a minute, Monday... Monday... Shit, that meant the long weekend was over. School started up again today, and you don't have your things!

"Uh yeah... I... I guess I could make some food for us."

>This was probably going to be a long morning.

>>2009689420096894 (You)

I think the Anons died. I think my story killed them.

>You groan quietly as you splash your face with water. You don't know how, but you still felt like a pile of groggy shit, even though you had the best sleep of your life.

>Just another Monday morning for Anon.

>Drying your face off, you head down into the kitchen.

>Sunset was already digging through the fridge, looking for some things to put together a breakfast.

>"Hey Anon, what do you think would work best? Eggs and toast? Oooor maybe some Bagels?"

>Shaking your head, you take a hold of the fridge door and gently push her aside.

>You had no fucking clue what you were doing, but you agreed to cook breakfast for everyone. Good job, Anon.

"Here, let me handle it. Why don't you go and... Sleep some more? Or maybe watch TV."

>Sunset frowned a this. Did she want to help?

>Your tired ass didn't quite pick on the vibes.

>"Oh, okay Anon. Yeah, I guess I'll do that."

>She gave off another yawn, causing you to yawn in response.

>Looking through the fridge you found a lot of fresh foods.

>Apples, Lettuce, Eggs, Bacon, salad dressings, the whole she-bang.

>Scratching the newly formed stubble under your chin, you get an idea.

"This might actually turn out pretty good."

>Anon, don't you dare think with your stomach.

>You reach into the fridge and dig out as much as you can carry, then find some bowls and pans to use.

>>2009767620097676 (You)

>You're dancing around the kitchen now like a fool.

>Chef's hat on, apron, protective mitts, the whole faggoty act.

>Eggs and Bacon had their own separate pans to cook in.

>Salads were already on the table in their own bowls, lined by dressings.

>You have bread ready to roll in case someone wants toast with their food.

>The entire kitchen got all stuffed up from the various scents, so you open the window.

>Anon, you don't know how the fuck you pulled it off, but this is looking like a masterpiece of a meal. Good job.

>The smell entices some of the girls to wake up, straggling out of the tent and rubbing their eyes.

>You never thought you'd end up sleeping with six women. Good god Anon, you're such a player.

>You whistled to yourself as you finished making the food.

>Sunset sits outside on the bench. She holds the necklace you gave her, as it hangs around her neck.

>Miss fashionista at down next to her quietly.

>"My, that's one pretty necklace, darling. Did Anon get you that?"

>Sunset nodded slowly.

>"Yeah... He did. I... Never expected such a thing from him."

>Sunset clutched the necklace tightly.

>Rarity took notice of this.

>"He's in there cooking, isn't he?"

>Silence from Sunset.

>Rarity sighed softly.

>"Darling, you can't just bottle it all up. Surely you know it isn't good for you."

>The fiery haired girl began to shake a bit.

>"All I wanted to do was help him make breakfast..."

>Rarity's expression went from concern to a "I'm going to fuck him up" kind of angry.

>>2009797620097976 (You)

>You are just finishing up your cooking and putting the food on some plates for the others to take from.

>All of a sudden a white-as-a-sheet girl charges into the kitchen.

>You swear, if she had any guns, they would be both on fully automatic and shooting the place up.

>"ANON! You dirty, rotten little jerk!"

>The shouting caused you to jump in surprise, the bacon going flying.

>Without even a second thought, you grab the bacon plate and caught them before they hit the floor.

>Closeone.jpg

>Standing up, you put that plate on the table before dusting yourself off.

>"What do you think you're doing!? Listen to me when I am speaking to you!"

>Great, hi again mom.

>You turn back to the furious girl.

"Look, Rarity... What's your problem? All that I am doing is making breakfast for us. Do you not like the food I chose? Or is it the way I laid it out? I can fix it!"

>Her eyes are like pin-point lasers, completely fixated on you, ready to blow.

>"You full well know what you did! You upset Shimmer!"

>That one caught you off guard.

>You pause to think, your head cleared up thanks to the smell of food.

>Thinking back to earlier, you recall what you and Sunset were doing.

>Out of nowhere a white hand comes up and slaps you across the face.

"Ow! Give me a break, Rarity! It's a Monday, and I can't think well on Mondays!"

>"Well it serves you right!"

>Turning away, Rarity walks away almost pimp-like.

>Holding a hand to your face, you just stand there in shock.

"...Ow. What did I do to deserve this?"

>The sound of the eggs sizzling snaps you back to reality.

"Shit, the eggs!"

>>2009813220098132 (You)

>Outside, the girls all talked among themselves.

>They might have been gossiping about how big of a faggot you really are.

>You fucking softie.

>Some small laughs were exchanged.

>"So then, I like TOTALLY stole the ball from that guy and TOTALLY won the game."

>Rainbow Dash obviously bragging about her athletic excellence again.

>Some of the girls were cleaning out the tent and helping to take it down.

>Sunset still looked a tad upset. She just kind of sat there, with the necklace now off her neck and in her hands.

>You look outside after finishing setting up the table.

>Opening the sliding door to the kitchen, you call out to them.

>Might as well be an ass about this one.

"Soooup's on, everyone!"

>Applejack stood up and looked at you with a not amused look.

>You really fucking butchered that accent, good job.

>The girls all come inside except for Sunset. She seemed to take her time coming in.

>You could feel the air around her being dark and sad.

>Should you really try to pry into this one? Do you WANT to kick your balls kicked in by that fashionista?

>Sunset forced an awkward smile on her face.

>"Smells good, uh... Anon."

>"Not bad, shortstuff."

>That fucking RD. Who was she to call you "shortstuff"? You were taller than her...

"Well, I wanted everyone to have a good breakfast before school."

>You watch Sunset as she comes in.

>You hold an arm out to her, barring her way. This causes Sunset to look up at you.

>You can see the pain in her eyes.

"Let's... Go outside for a minute. Just us."

>>2009839320098393 (You)

>You step outside with Sunset Shimmer. It is a little bit chillier than you remembered, then again you WERE just cooking inside.

>Man the fuck up, Anon. It is just a little temperature drop.

>Sunset looked down at the ground as the both of you sit down on the bench, side by side.

>Looking at her neck, the necklace was gone.

>Shit, did someone steal it?

>"So... What is it, Anon?"

>She sounded pretty upset. You must have done something wrong.

>You put both of your hands on the table, staring down into them intensely.

"...Is something troubling you? There's no way Rarity would just walk in on me and slap me with such force for no reason."

>It was true. You never were good with people, and if you messed up without knowing, it usually ended up in you feeling some kind of physical pain.

>She fidgets a little bit, obviously unsure of what to say.

"...Take your time. I'll listen."

>That was such a soft thing to say, Anon. Why would you say that?

>Just hearing that made her lighten up a bit.

>"I just... I wanted to help you make breakfast. Just the two of us."

>You pause to think.

"You should have just spoken up. I thought you wanted me to just do it alone."

>She giggled softly.

>"Are you kidding? I'm lucky you didn't burn my house down!"

>She had a point. Though, she'd say otherwise when she tasted the food.

>"Well, I just... I guess I'm downing myself over nothing."

>You look at her questioningly. Something wasn't right.

>Her fist clutches the necklace tighter.

>"Anon... What if..."

"Yes? What if, what?"

>She is very hesitant to speak again.

>"...What if things go back to the way they were before? And... And everyone goes their separate ways?"

>You go to speak, but are interrupted by a loud "Thump."

>Looking behind you, you see that Pinkie has her face pressed against the glass, the rest of them glaring down at her.

>You can barely make out what RD is saying through the glass.

>"PINKIE!"

>>2009862720098627 (You)

Alright, I think you have waited enough.

>>2009893720098937

dem fucking dubs combos. Our power levels have been achieved.

>The girls sheepishly wave at you and Sunset with innocent smiles.

>Seriously, what the fuck guys. Every god damn time Sunset is alone with you.... Every time.

>Just fucking do it Anon. Take that kiss.

>No, brain. Can't let you do that.

>Turning back toward Sunset, she gulps softly.

>"I... I'm just afraid of things going back to the way they were..."

>She holds one of her arms nervously as she continues to speak.

>"I... I don't want to be alone again, Anon. Not after what happened."

>You remember back to what happened during the Fall Formal.

>She did go super psycho she-demon on everyone... Then she looked so broken when those girls took her power away.

>You look back at your hands again.

>"Anon...?"

>She sounded very worried.

>The girls inside all pushed forward a bit, totally locked into the heat of the moment.

"...It won't..."

>Sunset looked ready to cry again.

>Rarity stomped her foot down.

>"Oh, that Anon, I swear..."

>>2009901920099019 (You)

>Sunset looked down, her hair falling in front of her face. Tears began to flow freely from her as she uncontrollably sobs.

>You look up to the sky. Mm... Clouds, but not many. White, fluffy clouds.

>Rarity looks like she is about to tear some shit up.

>"When I get my hands on that ruffian, oh he will regret it!"

>"Rartiy, would ya mind calmin' down a bit? I'm sure he is just tryin' ta sort things out!"

>Applegirl was right. Though you took a little longer than usual to really think this one over.

"...I won't let it happen."

>Sunset looked up at you again, barely able to talk through her crying.

>"Wh-what?"

>She looks up into the sky around the area you're staring at.

"...I won't let it go back to the way it was before. You don't deserve that."

>This time, she was the one caught off guard. It took her a moment to respond.

>"What.. are you saying, Anon? Everyone else in the school still hates me... And I don't think the girls in there REALLY like me."

>Shit, she caught on. Okay Anon, play it cool.

>You exhale softly, yet calmly.

"Don't think like that. It makes you sad, and you don't look nearly as pretty when you're sad. Friendships don't happen overnight, it is something you have to work on."

>Wow, all this softie faggot stuff coming from someone who hasn't had a lick of experience when it comes to friends.

>Damn Anon, you're good.

>Sunset looked at you, starting to calm down a bit.

>"But... I know they'll just leave me once we get to school. After all, no one wants to be around the.. She-demon."

>You turn toward her and put a hand onto her face.

>Gently you push the hair out of her eyes.

"Even if they do that... I'll still be here."

>She gave you a wide smile.

>Sliding over to you, she gives you a sideways hug.

>"..Thanks Anon."

>Out of nowhere, an audible "Aww" comes from the peanut gallery.

>They must have forgotten that the window was open.

>You totally forgot about them being in there, as well.

"How about some breakfast?"

>>2009946720099467

Neither can I, Anon... Neither can I.

>After patting Sunset on the head, you stand up and stretch.

>You hold out a hand to assist Sunset with getting up and away from the bench.

>The other girls all had backed away from the door and acted like nothing had even happened.

>Sunset rolls her eyes as the two of you walk into the kitchen again.

>Rarity still looked kind of steamed at you.

>"Anon you are so lucky that---"

>She reared up her left foot, most likely going to go for your money maker.

>Fluttershy moved in between you two.

>"Now Rarity.. I'm sure everything is all right. Let's just eat and...Go on about our day."

>Thank god. Animal friend here was able to talk some sense into Fashion girl.

>Rarity gives a sassy "hmph!" and goes to take a seat.

>You sit down at the table, Sunset beside you again.

>Everyone starts to eat, taking what they wanted.

>Ten minutes passed and everyone was sitting back in their chairs.

>They seemed to enjoy your food.

>"Oh man, I am so stuffed, I can't eat another bite!"

>Of course, Rainbow would eat the most out of us.

>"Hoo wee, Anon. Ah didn't think of ya ta be a good cook, but yer a born natural."

>The comment made you blush slightly.

>Out of nowhere a soft burp comes up.

>Everyone looks toward the bright pink haired girl.

>"Fluttershy!"

>"Oops, was that me? Sorry, everyone..."

>She shrinks back into her seat with a soft "squee."

>"Well, I suppose it's about time we all got ready for school, then."

>Ugh, school. Why did you have to be reminded of that? But sunset had a point.

>You forgot to bring a change of clothes. You didn't have your books. Shit.

"Hey... Why don't you guys get ready? I'll clear the table and then go back to my place. I... Forgot some stuff there."

>Rarity chuckled at this.

>"What's the matter dear, afraid to put on a skirt?"

>You shrink back a little bit from the embarrassment as the group chatters on about the topic. Next Chapter: Sunset's Birthday - Day 2, Part 2 Estimated time remaining: 2 Hours, 14 Minutes