Sunset trod down the narrow, rocky path that led towards a city. Her mind was fixed on finding her way out of here. There was just one issue about that, however... she had no idea how she was supposed to do that. How someone is able to just 'leave' Hell is the lingering thought in her mind at that moment. Was it even possible? How does someone just simply 'leave' Hell? She hoped to find out, preferably, somewhere in the city just up ahead.

It wasn't until she was just a few more yards away from the entrance that led into the town before she past a wooden sign post. The wood had chippings, nails poking out of it and scratches all across it, and in red the sign read 'Welcome to Sinner City'.

"Oh, this is gonna be riveting," Sunset said as she walked past, not at all excited for what she was probably about to endure as soon as she stepped foot inside.

The path below slowly turned into a road as she continued on. Sunset could tell already, she was now completely vulnerable to all of the terrors that laid in this concrete jungle just for her.

Her mind came back to that gargoyle back near the entrance to Hell. It told her to 'enjoy her punishment', which scared her more and more the longer she thought about it. Was she going to be attacked when she leasts expects it? Is there a torture chamber of some kind made specifically for her somewhere? Would she have to face against her greatest fears amplified to such a nightmarish extent and be forced to suffer through it for the rest of eternity?!

It made her sweat profusely from just thinking about how she was going to have to suffer. She kept her hands into tight balls of fists to keep her guard up. Nothing could sneak up on her if she expects it!

The streets she began walking through seemed to be quite desolate, but Sunset knew that's just what this place wanted her to believe! She saw all of those monsters back there. There were hundreds of them! No way they're all just gone now.

But while looking around for what may pop out, she did notice just how similar this place looks to a city back in the real world. The buildings all around her, they just looked like... houses. Just houses. The only difference being the consistent use of the colour red down here.

There were even cars. That certainly caught her by surprise when she realised. Just regular looking cars.

She shook her head, taking her attention away from all of this seemingly normal stuff. This place is just trying to make Sunset think it's normal, but in actuality it's all just a lie. Why else would this place be so empty?

Sunset just kept on walking with her head held up and eyes closed. This place won't deceive her and she'll show it just how. "Just get to wherever you need to go, and do nothing else," she quietly said to herself as she confidently strutted through the middle of the road.

There was absolutely nothing that could stop this girl. She was an unstoppable machine.

She walked past an alleyway between two buildings and she felt a swift, little gust of wind travelling behind her. She opened her eyes again so realise that there a giant shadow looming over her. Sunset slowly turned around to see a huge monster standing very close to her.

It was jacked, blue and had the raging face of a bull, with horns looking like they stood at just under two feet tall. It wore a red tank top brown cargo pants with a black belt around its waist, and its arms were completely covered in tattoos.

"Give me all your money!" it spoke with a deep, growling voice, clenching a fist in front of Sunset's face, threatening her.

Sunset became so frightened, she could barely get any proper words out due to her shaking profusely. "I-I... uh... d-don't have any money! I-I swear!" She shielded her face and shut her eyes, preparing for the worst.

"Wait, what?" The minotaur like beast lowered its fist and became confused. The tone in its voice altered and lost its aggressiveness. "Are you new down here?"

Sunset peaked through her hands, she was ready for something terrible. "Yes, I swear! Please don't hurt me!"

The beast rubbed the back of its neck and looked elsewhere. "Umm... Well, this is awkward."

It was now that Sunset was wondering what was going on. She would have though that no money equals a clobbering. She lowered her shields. "Is everything alright?" she asked nervously.

"Look, don't worry about it. Here." It reached into one of its pockets and took out a few coins. "I'm not one to pick on newbies in Hell, so... just take it." It handed her the coins.

Sunset accepted the money with caution, and as soon as she did, the beast then began walking away.

"This is a one time thing!" it called back to her. "If I catch you down here again, you're in for it, girlie!"

Sunset just stood there, frozen with complete and utter confusion. "What. The actual. Heck just happened?"

After exploring, which really means getting herself completely lost, for a while longer, Sunset found herself in a much less desolate part of town. There were a lot of inhabitants of all different monstrous species, and they'll all seemed to be living quite fine as far as that can possibly go.

She kept glancing down to the currency that she was given earlier. She was given six silver coins with a fifty engraving on one side, and on the other side had an engraving of what looked to be a sickle. So she had three of this place's equivalent to dollars, assuming that's what this wasn't.

From looking at the money for a while, the thought hit her that there was clearly some way to make money, which would mean this place had actual jobs that these things could have. This place was seeming to be more and more like a real world civilisation the longer she thought about it.

And if it were one job that was on her mind at the moment, it would definitely be a bartender, because Sunset was beginning to get thirsty.

"Maybe this place has some kind of bar," she said out loud, keeping an eye out for any local pubs. "I wouldn't mind a bit of a wind down with a nice drink."

Sunset stood in place and turned her head all around, looking to see which way might be best to begin the search for a bar. Most streets seemed to look the same to her, it was hard to decide which road to take first.

She sighed. She didn't want to have to deal with this right now. 'Maybe one of the locals can help me out,' she thought as she then began looking for the friendliest looking face in the giant crowd that constantly walked by her. Her head stopped on a small creature that was just an orange head with arms and legs sticking out of it. It had one giant eyeball and fangs sticking out from its bottom jaw.

Sunset held her hand out to it as it passed her. "Excuse me," she called out. She was ignored however, so she followed the small monster for a bit and tapped on top of its head. "Excuse me."

"Ey, who's tappin' ma fuckin' head?!" it asked, turning around quickly. Its eye was drawn upwards towards Sunset. "Was it you, Hellgirl?" It pointed an orange sausage finger with an overgrown and dirty nail towards her.

Sunset held her hands up to block the finger from touching her. "Yeah, sorry. I just need help getting around here. Do you know where the nearest bar is?" She knelt down to its level.

The short monster put its hands on its hips... chin... its sides, looking quite offended. "Alright, two things: One, there's one down by Magma Street. Just go down that street there," it pointed to a path just behind Sunset, "and take a left. Can't miss it.

Two: don't try t' patronise me by kneelin' down to me like a fuckin' child! I can easily smack you down and rip your damn arms off!"

Sunset quickly shot back up and began race walking away. "Thank you for the directions!" she shouted back.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," the monster said sarcastically as it kept walking where it was originally going.

Sunset followed the instructions given to her. She looked above the crowd she was manoeuvring through to find a sign that let her know where to go. Her eyes moved all around the place until they were fixed onto what she needed to find.

'Magma St.'

Barging past everyone, Sunset made her way towards the street. Fortunately, this street wasn't as packed as opposed to where she just was, like this one part of town in particular wasn't as popular as just to the right of it. There were still monsters making their way up or down the path, but not enough to block Sunset's view of where she wanted to go.

In the distance, she could see a flickering, illuminated sign hanging off of a small metal rod poking out of a wall. She got a little closer to read it.

"Volcano's Eruption," she read the sign out loud, squinting her eyes a little. She gave a smile. "Sounds fancy."

Sunset was now close enough to get a good look of the entire outside. The building was mainly just a red bricked wall with black tinted windows elevated a few feet higher than regular windows, making it more difficult to see inside. The door leading in was made out of a black wood with a rusty gold door knob, and it had a few steps to climb up to get inside.

She was about to make her way inside until suddenly, a large figure came crashing through the window and landing face first into the ground. The thing stood back up and began punching its own hand, signifying a future act of violence.

"Oh, you're in for it now, motherfucker!" it chuckled, barging passed Sunset and going back inside.

Sunset followed inside, being greeted with neon lights dimly lighting the room up, smoke which, judging by the smell, came from many cigarettes, some kind of terrible hip hop being played over speakers and angry men crowding around one of the many small, round tables, drowning out the sound of the music almost entirely. They were all chanting, "Break his arm! Break his arm! Break his arm!" which caused Sunset to believe that there was an arm wrestling match in progress.

Opposite the ongoing showdown was the bar itself, being lit up much brighter with normal lightbulbs. The light reflected against the stacks and rows of bottles, pints and dispensers. Behind the counter was a grey hyena looking creature with a white shirt with rolled up sleeves and denim jeans. It seemed to be watching the match from afar.

Sunset's first instinct was to just go over to the counter and get a drink of whatever Hell had to offer. So that's exactly what she did, trying to pay no attention to the havoc being wreaked. She sat down in the closest swivel stool she could get to, looking towards the bartender. However, the bartender didn't even look at her, she was sure that amidst all of the noise, it hasn't even noticed her enter.

She brought a closed fist up to her mouth and loudly cleared her throat, but that didn't seem to gain the server's attention. She tapped her forefinger on the counter impatiently. "Hello! I'd like to order something, please," she requested.

"Yeah, yeah. Two seconds," the hyena replied, not taking its eyes off of the match, waving Sunset off.

"Are you kidding?" Sunset whispered go herself. Even the service down in Hell was horrible. At this point, it was just adding even more salt to the widely opened wound.

Sunset just began to stare off into nothing while she waited to be served, assuming if it even will come.

Whatever was going on behind her, the audience watching seemed to be getting way more excited, as if the arm wrestling match was about to reach its climax. Amidst the cheering, she could also hear cries of pain. Someone was definitely about to lose.

Sunset turned around to see the game for herself. She got up and tried to make her way through the crowd of hugely built monsters. She couldn't see much, but she could see who was losing. Out of everyone she could see in that moment, the one losing seemed to be the bulkiest. It made Sunset scared of whoever was winning.

However, while Sunset was too busy wondering, there was a sudden snapping noise that caused the entire bar to erupt in cheers. Everyone around her was jumping up and down, causing the ground to shake. She quickly made her way out of the crowd to safety and fell to the floor.

She looked back towards the crowd and saw that part of them were carrying the monster losing the match away. She was able to see that the monster was crying hard, streams of tears leaving its eyes, and its right forearm seemed to be snapped clean in half, causing her to wince. A shiver was sent up her spine as she could only imagine the absolute unit that could completely annihilate an already big unit.

Not wanting to be trampled on by the shouting bears of an audiences, Sunset picked herself back up and sat back down on a chair. The bartender was laughing hysterically.

"That poor fucker!" the bartender said, slapping the counter with its claws from its laughter. After calming down a bit, it turned around and picked up a piece of chalk, bringing it up to a chalkboard on the wall near the drink dispensers, drawing a line next to many rows of tally marks, all of them being under the name 'Barbed Wire'.

Even the name scared Sunset even more. She was in the same bar with some kind of monstrous maniac right now, and she was just a small girl in her early twenties. If the last guy left in tears with a destroyed arm, Sunset would have to worry about dying again.

The bartender wiped a tear forming in its eye and finally turned towards Sunset. "You wanting anything, lady?"

"Uhh..." Sunset looked between the names of many drinks. Needless to say, it was all nothing like she's ever drank before. Instead of choosing anything, she just took the coins she was given out of her pocket and placed them on the counter. "What's good for a Hell Newbie?"

The bartender looked disappointingly as it looked through the different coins. "Three sickles," it counted out loud. "Sorry, lady, that ain't getting you anything in here."

This day somehow managed to get even worse. "Really? Not anything?" Sunset asked sadly.

"Not a thing." The bartender shook its head. "Sorry," it said half heartedly and then turned away to arrange some of the pint glasses sitting at the back.

Sunset sighed sadly and laid her head down onto the counter. Nothing was going right today. She prayed that this wouldn't turn out to be the norm for her while she was here.

Suddenly, she heard giggling approaching from behind her. Sunset didn't look back up until she realised that someone took a seat on the stool to her right. She glanced up and saw what may be the first person she could recognise to be a girl.

This girl that appeared next to Sunset had lemonade pink skin with blood red hair made into a ponytail. She also had blue eyes and a light scar on her left cheek. She wore a light grey crop-hoodie, and tight fitting jeans. She looked to be around the same height as Sunset with an also similar build.

"My usual please, Volcano," the newcomer said to the bartender who seemed to be called Volcano. She continued laughing. "Did you hear all that back there?" She threw a thumb backwards towards where the match took place.

Volcano slid a pint on the counter towards the newcomer. "Girl, the whole block could hear it. In fact, I can still hear Chuck crying like a bitch outside."

The both of them became silent. Faintly, they could all hear bawling coming from the behind the exit.

The girl shrugged. "His fault for challenging, he of all demons should know what happens." She took a sip of her drink. "You added another point to my score, right?"

Volcano nodded its head. "Mmhmm. Ninety-two straight wins to our champion, Barbed Wire."

It was then that Sunset's head shot back up from the counter. She looked towards the girl again to analyse her more closely. 'This girl...?' Her heart began to pound. She leaned backwards a little bit, creating a bit of distance between the two girls.

It was then that the girl acknowledged the existence of Sunset. "Hmm. I don't recognise you. You new here?"

"Uuh..." Sunset's fear of being annihilated caused for her to no longer be able to form a coherent sentence.

The girl quietly laughed to herself. "I get it. I scared you a bit, didn't I?" she asked to Sunset. "Dont worry, I won't kill you unless you ask me to." She gave a wink and then took another gulp of her drink. "What's your name, stranger?"

Finally, words began to come out of her mouth. "S-Sunset. Sunset Shimmer."

The girl stuck a hand out towards Sunset. "Barbed Wire. Though, everyone calls me Barb."

Sunset brought her own hand forward hesitantly which caused for Barbed Wire to sigh impatiently and grab her hand herself.

"So, you deciding what your first underworld drinks gonna be?" Barbed Wire asked.

"That was the plan," Sunset replied. "Though, it seems I can't afford anything yet, sadly."

Thus caused Barb to slam her fist onto the counter. "Well, we can't have that! Volcano! Two pints of Hellfire, please!" she ordered aggressively, sticking two fingers high into the air.

Sunset raised her hands and began shaking them. "No, no, no! You really don't have to do that."

"Nonsense. You really look as though you could use a drink of something. It's the least I can do."

Volcano the bartender passed two large glasses filled to the brim with a red liquid. Barbed Wire then passed him a bill with a 10 on it. Sunset assumed that it must have been 10 sickles.

Barbed Wire held her glass up to Sunset. Sunset did the same with her pint. They both clinked glasses and began slurping down the substance together.

It was an interesting taste to say the least. Almost like she was drinking the gas from a lighter. A 'Hellfire', Barbed Wire seemed to call it. As the liquid travelled down her gullet, it left a slight burning sensation that stuck to her throat.

A few seconds later, the burning began to gradually increase. Sunset looked towards Barb who just looked back at her with a sly smile.

Sunset just now realised, she was played! This girl played Sunset with her generosity, and thanks to Sunset trusting a stranger, her mouth was on fire!

It was now that tears began to form in Sunset's eyes, and she started fanning her tongue as she let out painful moans.

Barbed Wire was sent into a fit of laughter, getting pleasure from Sunset's pain and displeasure. "Rule number one of hell, Sunset Shimmer! Don't trust anyone you just met!"

"Help me!" Sunset pleaded. Her hands moved faster to cool her tongue, which wasn't helping out at all.

"Sheesh. All right." Barb turned over to Volcano. "A cold water, please."

Another glass was passed towards Sunset, and it was immediately taken and shoved down her throat. The water fell like a waterfall as Sunset drowned herself.

Volcano rested his arms onto the counter as he watched Sunset. "Yeah, sorry about that. Barb likes to pick on the new demons that find their way here."

Sunset finished the glass of water down to its last drop, allowing the fire in her mouth to sizzle away. She tried to catch her breath as she glared daggers towards Barbed Wire. "You evil being!" she growled with barely any breath.

"Hah! You think that's bad, then you really don't know what Hell's really full of," Barb replied as she took a sip of her own pint of Hellfire. What amazed Sunset was that Barb seemed completely unfazed by the drink's immense heat.

Sunset scoffed. "Show off."

"Its all just getting used to it, really. You really think I handled my first Hellfire well?" Barb asked to Sunset. "Ask Volcano. He was there."

"Oh-ho, yeah! I remember that day," Volcano added on as he wiped a pint clean. "You were thinking about trying something new, so you mixed four of my drinks together!"

"And ever since it's been the perfect bait for the new demons!" Barb went into hysterics again.

Sunset just stared at Volcano confusingly. "Why would you sell that?!"

Volcano shrugged. "Once you get used to it, it's pretty good, and everyone agrees."

Sunset was dumbfounded. This place really was absolute insanity. She slouched over and just stared at the floor. Only hours after arriving, Sunset was already losing herself to Hell.

Barbed Wire took notice of Sunset's posture and placed a hand onto her shoulder. "Hey, cheer up there. We're all just fun and games, really."

Sunset slowly looked back up. "No... No, I'm not gonna 'cheer up there'! I've been dealing with nothing but the most weird and bizarre things since I got here!" Sunset didn't realise the scene she was making as she gained the attention of everyone in the bar.

"I'm in a line with people not even questioning where they are or why they're here or why they've transformed into monsters! And as soon as I arrive into the city, I'm jumped by a huge guy who gave me money because I had no money! And now I'm finding out that an experiment made by a customer became one of your drinks and you just accept her pranking people with it?! What is wrong with this place?! What is normal here?!"

Barb just looked with shock and amazement. "Wow. I've never seen anyone lose it like that. Look, I'm real sorry if I've caused you any trouble or whatnot."

Sunset put her hands over her eyes. "It's fine, I've just really been having a rough day! I'm ready to just...! To just...!" She then picked up her empty glass of water and hurled it across the pub, letting out a mighty cry.

The glass could be heard shattering. "Hey! Who the fuck threw that at me?!" a deep voice growled.

Not even looking where the glass landed, she turned back around, sat back down in her stool and sighed sadly.

There was a little moment of silence between the three at the counter which didn't feel too right to Sunset. "You not gonna kick me out or something for breaking property?" she nonchalantly asked Volcano.

"Meh. The guys break glasses all the time. It's all good," Volcano replied.

"Wait. Did you say someone gave you money after attempting to rob you?" Barb asked, catching onto what Sunset just said.

Sunset just nodded.

The realisation caused Barb to begin giggling. "You must have had a run in with Big Softie. Him and his men basically guard the deserted end of the city, claiming it as their territory or some stupid shit. You must've taken the wrong path into the city."

Sunset raised her eyebrow. "Wrong path?"

Barb took another sip of her drink and nodded. "There's two paths that lead into Sinner City right next to eachother. The Gargoyle is supposed to point you down the path that leads into the main part of town..."

"In all honesty, I wasn't really paying attention when it did that. I was a little caught up in the fact that I'm in Hell!" Sunset interrupted Barbed Wire.

"Haha! Yeah, it was like that for lots of others. But don't worry, Big Softie may look tough, but he's barely got an intimidating bone in his body."

Barb and Sunset then began sharing a laugh, until a huge shadow came looming over them both. They both fell silent and slowly turned around to see what towered behind them.

Just centimetres behind them stood a giant warthog creature, with a sleeveless leather jacket, gigantic jeans and humongous black boots. This beast looked down at Sunset with literal fire in its eyes and steam coming out of its snout.

"Did you throw that at me?" the hog asked, almost trying to sound nice over its clear fury.

Sunset's eyes widened as she visibly gulped. "I'm very sorry?" Her voice squeaked.

"You better come up with a reason to keep on living, fast," the warthog said sinisterly, cracking its knuckles.

Sunset began looking around frantically, sweating bullets. "Um! Um! I'm sure enough that even a strong man like you has enough kindness in his heart to accept the apology of a girl who made a simple mistake! Maybe if you open up your heart, you can accept my friendship!" she said insanely fast, being lucky that she was even understandable. She shielded her face with her arms.

The warthog paused for a moment. "...I'm a woman."

"Yeesh!" Sunset recoiled without thinking. She immediately slapped her hands over her mouth, but the damage was already done.

"Oh, you've done it now," Barb felt the need to add.

The warthog let out an enraged war cry as she threw a gigantic, hairy fist Sunset's way. Sunset swiftly ducked underneath and rolled out of the way. She turned her head to see that the warthog lady had quickly processed Sunset's narrow dodge, so Sunset launched herself back onto her feet and began making a break for the exit. However, other monsters were blocking the door and the smashed window. Even the doors leading to the bathrooms were blocked.

Sunset turned back around, now seeing the warthog charging towards her head first. She leaped out of the road, allowing the warthog to smack into the other monsters like a giant bowling alley.

While trying to keep her distance as fast as she could, Sunset landed on the floor in front of Barb. "Hey, Sunset, what are you doing? Fight back!" she tried encouraging, throwing a few punches to the air. "Give her the good ol' one two!"

"Why are you just watching?! Help me!" Sunset shouted in annoyance.

Barb held her hands in the air and shook her head. "No can do. You can't interfere with a bar fight. Just hit her, you gotta know how to do that at least."

"Easy for you to say! You're the one with unnatural-!" Sunset was cut mid sentence as a giant hand came wrapping around Sunset's stomach and, before she could process the situation, she was hurled across the bar, hitting off of a table and landing on the floor again.

She just laid there, unable to move due to the great pain. Everything hurt. She felt on the verge of fainting. She wasn't able to hear the footsteps very well, but she felt the rumbling of the floor slowly approaching her. The warthog wasn't done yet.

Through her blurry vision, she could see the silhouette of the beast right in front of her, casting darkness over her body.

Time seemed to slow down to a crawl. Was this already it for her? Her first day in Hell, also her last? Can she die twice? It seemed as though she was about to find out.

"Ya should've just fuckin' stayed with the little guys where you belonged, you little whore!" the warthog growled.

Barbed Wire began to actually feel a bit of sympathy for the newbie. Something she didn't feel a whole lot. She's seen unfair fights before, but never before was someone on death's second door so quickly.

It was completely against the rules that they totally didn't make up that the audience never intrudes on a fight. She didn't know what it was, but there seemed to be this weird energy that radiated from this girl. Saying stuff like 'opening your heart' and 'accepting friendship'? Not what anyone would really hear anywhere in Hell. Maybe there was something she could do if it would mean anything at all...

"Umm... go get 'em... or some shit," Barb poorly "cheered", slowly raising a fist in the air.

Sunset didn't seem to react to Barb's shallow attempt of encouragement.

Barb sighed and then jumped up from her seat. "Come on, Sunset! Get up and kick her ass! You can do it!" she cheered with more heart. She couldn't believe she actually did that.

But Sunset was able to just barely hear Barb's drive on. The only positive thing she's heard at all today, and it was right before her own demise.

Suddenly, however, Sunset felt the energy in her body return to her. She attempted to push herself back up to her feet, her arms shaking trying to support her weight. Her breath was heavy and her knees were weak, but she still stood her ground against the warthog with her fists raised prepared for attack.

The warthog just began laughing hysterically. "Aww! How precious! You just want a hit before Imma have to kill you. Well, I'm ready for it. Give me all you got!" She spread her arms out and closed her eyes. "Let me know when you touch me, will ya?"

Sunset brought one of her aching arms behind her. If she was about to die, she'll at least go out having fought her battle, even if her attack couldn't even be felt. She swung her fist forward.

Before she could make contact, Sunset suddenly felt a surge of something in her punching arm. It landed against the target, creating a strong wave of wind from around her hand. From the rippling of the warthog's stomach, she was sent flying backwards, destroying everything in her path.

As soon as the warthog was down and staying down, the whole bar fell completely silent. Even Sunset could only stand completely still after what just happened. She just stared wide eyed at the monster that laid unconscious, fifteen feet away from her.

A flushing could then be heard and a monster came out of the bathroom. "'Bout time you guys let me out. What'd I miss?" It then saw the smashed tables that definitely weren't in the same place as before.

Volcano's jaw had fallen to the floor. "Yep. That'll do it," he said.

Sunset walked out of the bar with her hands in her pockets. She stared towards the ground as she walked slowly down the street, kicking a pebble she passed.

"Hey! Wait up!" Sunset heard someone calling.

Sunset turned back to the bar. It was Barbed Wire, jogging towards her.

"What is it?" Sunset asked blankly.

"That was quite a show you put on back there. I honestly thought you were gonna be torn to shreds."

"Gee, thanks. What definitely made it much better was getting banned, that was a blast," Sunset sarcastically retorted.

Barb just waved her hand at Sunset. "You're not banned. Volcano never holds grudges. He'll let you back in in a few days. Trust me."

Sunset shrugged. "Whatever." She turned back to her path and started walking again.

"Hold up there, newbie." Barbed Wire went up to Sunset's side and walked with her.

"What is you actually want?" Sunset's tone began to sound more harsh. "Unless you really have something to tell me, I'd rather be alone right now."

Barb then clicked her fingers, giving a face like she just remembered something. "Right, right. I was just wondering if you had a place to sleep tonight."

"No. Why? Did that path I missed also come with a house?" Sunset sarcastically asked. "I'll probably find like a box or something, and a lone alleyway."

Barb put her hands in her pockets. "Mmm, I don't think that's gonna be very comfortable. Especially with the gangs that like to patrol at night."

"I'll take my chances."

"Wow, you really are crazy. Never place bets in Hell, you'll always find yourself deeper in the shitter." Barb held up a thumbs down as she blew a raspberry. "I'd be willing to let you stay at my place, if you want."

Sunset's facial expression now turned more surprised. "Really? We literally just met. You're just going to let me into your house?"

"What? You suggesting you might rob me? Please, I can already tell you're not that kind of demon. And you've definitely left a great first impression. You give off this very weird vibe that I find pretty damn intriguing. So, you coming or not?"

Sunset gave her offer a little though. It has been an exhausting day for her and all she wanted now was to just sleep it off. It seemed to be the next best thing when the drinks didn't exactly work out.

Even when tomorrow comes, she could get a start on where she may need to to if she ever had a chance of leaving Hell altogether. She was expecting a long journey ahead, but she knew it was all going to be worth it. She already didn't want to stay here for much longer, but she was going to have to bear it for a while, and starting now, she just needed some sleep.

"Yeah, I guess I could stay," Sunset answered. "Thank you."

Barb smiled with a little hum, causing Sunset to raise her eyebrow curiously. "What?"

"Not everyday you hear someone say 'Thank you' in Hell. You're quite the oddball, Sunset Shimmer."

Now Sunset began laughing a little. "What can I say, I guess I don't fit in everywhere I go."

Now, the two of them together began walking with eachother in the direction which Sunset could only guess was Barb's apartment.

Tomorrow was another day.

With chapter 2 finally out, it's now that I'm more than happy to announce that this will be my next large project.

Of course, much like my last big project, other stories will be written inbetween chapters, nothing too large (mostly just one shots) so I don't stray away working on something else for too long, but just a way to keep the freshness of working on this story, because BIG things will be happening!

Strings of the plot are being pulled together as we speak, and the way it looks... let's just say that the big man will have to wait a while longer for Sunset.

All criticism is welcome. I do want this story to be as good as it possible can be so if you got something you'd like to comment on or if there's any mistakes that slipped by, let me know down below.