“So… let me get this straight,” Rarity said slowly, her hands set firmly atop her thighs from her spot on the couch. Her makeup was perfectly applied for a day out, her scarlet lips set in a curious frown as she stared at Sunset and Twilight. “You’re telling me that your new girlfriend is actually a magical princess from a world filled with talking ponies, whom you accidentally met by summoning her using some obscure, paganistic magical ritual, and basically sicced her on guys that groped you a couple times, got bored doing that and instead played video games and watched cartoons together until you kissed her out of the blue.”

“Well, when you put it like that…” Sunset muttered, shifting embarrassingly from her spot beside said magical princess from another world.

“And not only that,” Rarity cut her off by holding up a manicured fingertip. “But she’s also some immortal friendship goddess that, thousands of years ago, got her soul accidentally stuck in a magical mirror that forces her to be called to our world like some kind of wish-granting genie.” She let out a breath, lifting her hands to rub at her temples. “And you, in a fit of altruism, decided to just take a jaunt off to magical pony-land and see if you could set her free.”

“Again, yeah, but—”

“—and in doing so—” her friend spoke right over her, her eyes glinting dangerously from behind mascara-covered lashes. “—you somehow got a magical tattoo on your ass that lets you use magic just like your paramour, got your soul stuck to the mirror as well, and just decided to let us know now because we have some kind of mystical power that lets us join together in friendship and harmony to free both of you from the mirror and, what, save your souls from winking out of existence?”

With that, Rarity fell silent, her arms crossing tightly over her chest in disapproval.

When she didn’t say anything further, Sunset cleared her throat. “Um… are you finished?”

“Oh, by all means, please correct me if I missed anything,” she replied sardonically.

Scratching at her cheek and sending a surreptitious glance at Twilight, who shrugged, looking just as uncomfortable as Sunset herself felt, she said, “Well, damn. Yeah, that’s… uh, pretty much the last few weeks of my life in a nutshell.” She laughed awkwardly. “Of course, when you sum it all up like that it sounds kind of—”

“Badass as fuck!” Rainbow chuckled from arm of the couch. “I mean, dude, you have magic! Your girlfriend is a princess, and we’re gonna go on a kickass adventure! I mean, how cool is that?”

From Rarity’s other side, Fluttershy tilted her head thoughtfully. Her soft pink hair was tied into twin plaits down the sides of her head, and she fiddled her hands around the length of one of them. “It does sound really…” she paused, as if suddenly afraid of insulting the pony princess in front of her, and said in a slightly more subdued tone, “Um… hard to believe.”

“Psssh,” Rainbow waved a hand in front of her. “That’s only because you two haven’t seen any of this shit yet.” At Fluttershy’s skeptical expression, and Rarity’s frown, she leaned back. “And speaking of which… how the hell do you two already know each other?”

Fluttershy peered at Rarity, and when the other girl didn’t answer — she was too busy frowning at Sunset — she explained, “We go to the same spa.”

“Of course you do,” Rainbow snorted.

“I know it’s hard to believe,” Twilight said slowly when there was silence for a few seconds. She was calm, and her face was absolutely serious. “But Sunset and I wanted to—”

“Prove it,” Rarity said simply.

Twilight blinked. “Pardon me?”

“Prove it,” the fashionista repeated, leaning back in the couch. She uncrossed her legs and tucked her ankles together. “If anything you just told me is true, then I want you to prove it to me.” She arched a dark, expertly-plucked eyebrow at Sunset. “Then, I may believe you.”

Twilight and Sunset exchanged a look. Well, they knew this would probably happen anyway; both Fluttershy and Rarity may have been more skeptical than Rainbow, who had had at least a first-hand witness account of Flurry Heart’s magical power — and a little show of Sunset’s mad jedi skills a little later. Really, they shouldn’t have been surprised.

“Well, alright,” Twilight said, nodding. “I can show you—”

“Don’t worry, Twi,” Sunset said, holding up her hand to touch her girlfriend’s shoulder. “I got this.”

Twilight paused. “You sure?”

Smiling widely, Sunset licked her lips. “Oh yeah. Trust me.” She had been looking forward to this.

Shrugging, Twilight sat back down to watch the proceedings.

“You wanna see some magic?” Sunset asked Rarity and Fluttershy. When both nodded, she flicked her hand up nonchalantly. “Alright then.” And then she fell silent in her chair, simply watching them.

After a few seconds, during which both Rarity and Fluttershy — with Rainbow eyeing her curiously, as well — watched Sunset just sit there, Rarity said, “Sunset…?”

“I just wanted to say…” Sunset intoned slowly.

Everyone leaned in ever so slightly.

And then Sunset sang, “Day-o!”

“Uwah!” Rarity squawked, flailing backwards in the couch as Sunset’s voice echoed around her small living room. Rainbow snorted a laugh while Fluttershy squeaked, staring wide-eyed at the girl.

Twilight rolled her eyes.

“Day-o!” Sunset repeated, the echo reverberating around the room again. “Daylight come and me wan' go home.”

“Oh, that’s cute, Sunset,” Rarity said peevishly, brushing her hands down the front of her blouse.

Then, inexplicably, the soft sounds of bongo drums started pounding. Where was that coming from?

“Day!” Sunset sang. “Day, me say day, me say day, me say day, me say day, me say day-o. Daylight come and me wan' go home...”

“Bwahahaha!” Rainbow cackled. “Classic!”

“What the—”

Together, both Sunset and Fluttershy rose to their feet, their arms out as Sunset continued, “Work all night on a drink of rum!”

Rainbow and Twilight stood and starting swaying on the spot, joined in with the harmony, “Daylight come and me wan' go home~”

“Stack banana 'til de mornin' come!”

“Daylight come and me wan' go home~”

There was a movement from the kitchen, and ceramic cooking pot covered in a murky yellow mist flew from the stovetop to Sunset’s outstretched hand. She caught it and began patting it like a drum. “Come, mister tally man, tally me banana,” she sang, matching the rhythm the unseen bongos set while Twilight and Rainbow continued providing the harmony.

“Daylight come and me wan' go home~”

“Come, mister tally man, tally me banana.”

“Daylight come and me wan' go home~”

“What—” Rarity sputtered, even as she rose to her feet. “I don’t—”

Then, everyone sang together, “Lift six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch!”

“Daylight come and me wan' go home~”

“Lift six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch!”

All five friends moved to a circle and held hands as Twilight and Rainbow sang their part, “Daylight come and me wan' go home~”

“Day, me say day-o…” Sunset moved the circle around, taking the lead as they all sang. “Day, me say day, me say day, me say day…”

Then, Fluttershy took over the song, singing, “A beautiful bunch o' ripe banana,” and, still wide-eyed and her hands curling into claws, “Hide the deadly black tarantula!”

“Daylight come and me wan' go home~”

“Lift six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch!” the group sang, sitting down and only leaving Sunset standing.

“Daylight come and me wan' go home~”

And then Sunset ended the song, slowly crooning out, “Daylight come and me wan' go home…”

The music soon ceased, leaving only the girls in its’ wake, their eyes wide and chests heaving.

“What… was that?” Fluttershy asked quietly.

“The best fucking thing ever!” Rainbow crowed. “Holy crap. Can we do that again?!”

“That,” Sunset said, still catching her breath, “Was the Magic of Music.” She turned to stare at Rarity, who was slack-jawed and pale-faced. “Need some more proof?”

A long moment passed between the two old friends, during which an unspoken conversation seemed to take place between them. Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash and Twilight watched as different emotions flickered across Rarity’s face, until a curious mix of resignation and determination won the fight.

“Alright… how can I help?”

And then Sunset grinned, leaning forward to rest her elbows on her knees.

“Okay, first things first,” she said. “Do any of you know a Pinkie Pie or an Applejack?”

Author's Notes:

*Snigger*

Day-o!