Twilight was finishing up her make-up. Flash had invited her to meet his family today and she wanted to make sure she looked her best. She had a nice, white, short sleeved, button-up shirt, a black skirt which came down to just below her knees, and a pair of black, two inch heel, pointed toe shoes. Her hair was tied back in a lose pony tail.

"Have you ever met them?" Twilight called out to Sunset who was reading on the couch, still in her pajamas.

Sunset reached over and took a sip of coffee before responding. "No. Never had any interest. Remember, my only interest in Flash was to become more popular; so meeting his parents wasn't necessary to that."

Twilight came out into the living room. "Well? What do you think?" she asked Sunset nervously.

Sunset looked up from her book as Twilight spun around. "You look like you're going to church," she said flatly.

Twilight's shoulders dropped. "Sunset!" she said aggravated.

Sunset smiled. "Twilight; you look fine. You're very pretty. You're dressed modestly but not prudishly. You look like the type of girl a parent would love to see their son date. Now calm down before you get yourself all worked up."

Twilight went over and gave Sunset a hug. Sunset was a bit surprised and just kind of sat there. Twilight then let go and sat down beside her. "Thank you," she said. "I'm just so nervous. I mean I've only been here about, what, two months? I've learned a lot; but what if I make a slip and say something weird or wrong. I just don't want to blow it."

Sunset laid her book down and took her reading glasses off. She turned to Twilight. "Twilight, you'll do fine." Sunset patted Twilight on her knee. "Listen, you love him right?"

Twilight sighed. "Yes. More than anything, yes."

"Alright then; let that be your guide. If you truly love someone, you're not going to screw up in front of their parents."

"Thank you." Twilight smiled.

Sunset put her glasses back on and took another sip of coffee. "Of course that still doesn't mean they won't hate you."

"SUNSET!"

There was a knock at the door. Twilight got up, straightened her skirt, and walk over and opened the door.

Flash was standing there. He had on a plain white t-shirt, black jeans, and black shoes. He looked at Twilight and gasped. "Twilight, you . . . look . . . AMAZING!"

Twilight blushed. "Thank you. I want to make a good impression."

"No worries there. Trust me; they'll love you."

"Hi Flash," Sunset called from the living room.

Flash looked in and said, "Oh, hey Sunset. How are you?"

"It's ten thirty and I'm sitting on the couch in my pajamas, reading a book, and drinking coffee. So no worries."

"Ha. Good to hear." Flash then turned to Twilight. "You ready to go?"

"Just let me grab my purse."

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Flashes family lived in a modest house on the edge of town. It wasn't nearly as big or flashy as most of the homes here; but it was still a good size and very well maintained. Flash pulled into the driveway and shut the car off. He then got out and opened Twilight's door. She slowly and nervously got out and followed him to the door. He opened it and motioned for her to come in. Flash then came in behind her, shut the door and called out to his family.

Flash's dad got up from his chair where he had been reading the paper and walked over to greet them. He had on a white button shirt and brown pants. He took Twilight's hand and said, "Hello, I'm Angúo Sentry. Nice to meet you Twilight. I've heard so many wonderful things about you."

"Nice to meet you too sir," Twilight said and bowed her head.

Next, Flash's mom came out of the kitchen. She was tall, about an inch or two taller than her husband, had light brown hair and green eyes. She had a blue dress with a white flower pattern on it. She came over and shook Twilight's hand. "Nice to meet you dear. I'm Mary."

"Thank you. It's a pleasure to meet you," Twilight said.

Next, a small boy of about eight or ten came running down the steps. He looked almost exactly like Flash, so it was safe to assume he was his little brother. He ran up to Twilight, looked at her for a second, and said "Whoa, she's hot! Nice job bro!"

Flash and Twilight both turned red. "Buster!" Flash angrily said.

"What? You want me to say she's ugly?" Buster replied.

"I expect you to show proper respect to our guest," Angúo said softly but sternly.

"Sorry dad."

"Now Twilight; come and have a seat."

Twilight and Flash followed Angúo to the living room and Mary returned to the kitchen. Angúo sat back in his chair, Twilight and Flash sat on the couch and Buster flopped onto the floor and turned TV on. Angúo then started talking to Twilight. He asked her about where she had gone to school before CHS, what her parents did, where she lived, why she lived there, how she had met his son. It was a gentle, but thorough interrogation.

Twilight answered as honestly as she could but still had to lie about most things. Twilight hated lying. She felt dirty and deceitful. But could she really tell the truth? Where did I used to go to school?- oh, in another dimension. My parents, yeah, they're great, they're also ponies. Oh and I'm a pony too. I just have human form while I'm in this dimension. And how did I meet Flash? I met while trying to find my magic crown which was stolen from me by his ex-girlfriend; whose also a pony by the way. It was all absurd. So she lied. She still tried to tell the truth as much as she could though and Flash backed her up one hundred percent.

They had talked for about forty-five minutes when the door bell rang. Angúo got up and walked to the door. Flash whispered in Twilight's ear it was his Chinese grandparents. They both stood up as Angúo opened the door.

An elderly couple started to walk in and stopped as soon as they saw Twilight. The man turned to Angúo and started talking to him in an angry voice in Chinese. Angúo responded gently, trying to calm his father down but the elder man would have none of it. He shouted, cursed, and made wild hand gestures before finally turning back to look at Twilight. He spat and walked out the door. Twilight didn't know what to think. What had she done wrong? Would Flash be allowed to see her anymore? She was frightened.

Angúo walked over to Twilight and took her hands. "I'm sorry. His parents suffered greatly under the Japanese army during the occupation. I know you didn't have anything to do with it, but he just hates all Japanese people because of it. It's not fair, it's not right, but there comes a time when time stops in the minds of men. They become locked in their prejudices. Unfortunately, that's where he's at now."

Twilight looked at Flash. Here she was, baring the sins of a people and time she wasn't even connected to and all she could do was take it because she couldn't tell them, couldn't show them who she really was. Twilight just turned her head to the floor. Then she felt a hand gently squeeze her shoulder. She turned around and saw it was Mary.

"Twilight, honey, would you mind helping me in the kitchen?"

Twilight nodded and followed her in. Once the kitchen door had closed behind them; Mary gave Twilight a big hug. "Don't worry, you should have seen the fit he threw when Angúo took me to meet him. Prejudice is not limited to one race. Not to say my folks were all that happy with me; but they came around, especially after Flash was born. Some men are just stubborn old bastards. Excuse my language."

Twilight smiled. A tear ran down her cheek. It wasn't from sadness, but happiness. She was so touched that this woman would take her and show her such kindness and compassion. "Thank you," she said and gave her a big hug.

"You're welcome sweetie. Now, how about you help me bring this lunch out?"

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It was about seven o'clock when Twilight came home. She opened the door, walked in, and saw Sunset meditating on the floor. "Hi honey, I'm home!" she called out.

Sunset opened her eyes and smiled. "So, how'd it go?"

Twilight shut the door and walked into the living room. "Well, I don't think I'll be receiving any gifts from his grandparents anytime soon; or ever. Turns out my human form is of someone from the group of people who had invaded and brutally occupied their ancestral home land."

Sunset cocked her head and felt bad for Twilight. "Humans hold grudges. Something I found out the hard way. I'm so sorry."

Twilight nodded. "Now, as for his parents, they love me! They're absolutely great. I had a wonderful time. Even Flashes little brother said I was 'hot'." Twilight laughed with excitement and joy.

Sunset got up off the floor. "Oh sweetie, I'm so happy for you. Now, have you done your homework yet?"

"What? Jeez! Are you my room mate, sister, or mother?"

"All the above. So?"

"I was going to write Spike and then do it. By the way, have you done yours yet?"

"Um, well, I will."

"Uh-huh." Twilight folded her arms and raised her one eyebrow.

"Alright. I'll do it now. But you too!" Sunset said, wagging her index finger at Twilight.

"Ok mom, sis, roomy."

They both laughed and hugged. At this point there was an undeniable bond between the two of them. It really did feel as if they were sisters. Twilight loved Sunset, albeit in a different way, just as much as she loved Flash and Sunset felt the same about her. Whatever the future may hold, they would meet it together.