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Mother-Daughter Bonding Time
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Sunset and Cinder
Fall
āThank you,ā Cinder said. She sounded grateful. She sounded so grateful. Sunset might not have believed that it was possible for her to sound so gratefulā¦and yet as she turned away, Sunset felt like nothing so much as a total failure.
Art by @pockicchi
Inspired by Scipio Smithās fanfic, SAPR
Pinkie is watching her. Closely. It isn't until Sunset is fully absorbed with what she's doing that Pinkie just... slooooooooooooowly pushed a very intricate and carefully designed cupcake right into Sunset's field of vision, the little cake appearing to have Sunset's own face on it in an uncanny level of detail surrounded by impossibly tiny orange hearts, the pink woman looking at Sunset with a wide smile. (From pinkbubblloons)
Sunset stared blankly at the cupcake... monstrosity? Masterpiece...? Yeah, she'd go with the latter. She stared at the cupcake masterpiece in awe. It was... astoundingly detailed. Like a photograph captured in frosting.
"...Pinkie, you know it makes it really hard to eat a cupcake when it would feel like cannibalism. Really good work, though! I don't know how you captured my eyes so... vividly."
Seriously, it was like the cupcake was staring at her.

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12 & 15
12. What is a lesson your museās parent(s)/guardian taught them that they still hold onto?
"I don't think they meant to teach me it, but... Look, friendship is magic and all that. I get it. I agree. But it was pretty hard for that lesson to sink in because mom never had any friends when I was growing up. Not sure she does still, to be honest. Auntie Luna doesn't count. That's her sister.
"But anyway, you know what I saw? This immensely powerful mare standing completely alone, ready to take on all comers! Friendship is cool, but you know what's also cool? Being self-sufficient. Being such a badass that no one dares to fuck with you. And hey you know what? That makes you even more of a force multiplier when you add friends to the mix."
15. Does your muse know how to cook? what is the most complicated dish theyāre able to make?
"I lived on my own for a few years, so yeah, I know how to cook. It was pretty difficult making the transition to the human realm, though. I didn't have much in the way of culinary skills before hand, but everything I knew completely went out the window due to how different a human diet is.
"Thankfully, my landlady was this nice, old Columbian lady named Mrs. Garcia. Let me rent out my apartment for cheap even though I was clearly underage and didn't have a guardian. I'd go over to her place a lot. You know, just help her out with stuff she couldn't really do anymore. Chores, cooking, errands that kind of thing. Think she just wanted company and to keep an eye on me, looking back on it.
"So, uh, yeah! I'm pretty good at whipping up Columbian dishes!"
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āOkay, I mean- All that stuff Iām complaining about wasnāt that bad, I guess. Iām... lucky to have a pretty cool mom.ā
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ā...Why is this phrased so ominously? Wait, how closely were you monitoring Twilight after I went digging through dark magic? What do you mean screen interactions? Mom, the fuck?ā
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āPrivileges like... having a home? Privileges like... having a purpose? Oh yeah, wonder what could go wrong with revoking those. Loved being kicked out of the only real home Iāve ever known.ā
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āWell, weāre asking me. So Iām here to tell you: not very.ā

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Sunset isn't even going to hesitate the moment she see the other Sunset, launching herself at her doppelganger and sobbing tears of happiness beyond words, squeezing her tightly. She has missed herself very, very much. Narcissistic? Maybe. Adorable? Definitely.
Surprise was probably an understatement. For who ever expects to get tackled by themselves? Much less a version of themselves that they hadn't seen in... Celestia, how long had it been?
"...Shimmer?" Sunset asked tentatively, wrapping her arms around the sobbing girl. A little awkward, maybe, but it seemed like Shimmer's tears were of joy, so...
"What- how-" Sunset shook her head. Magic, probably. That was the typical reason. An amused sigh escaped Sunset's lips and she leaned into her friend's hug.
"Hey, you. It's been a bit."
random headcanon qāsĀ
1. is your muse able to keep a secret?
2. is your muse skilled at using technology?
3. how skilled is your muse at communication?Ā
4. who would your muse consider their best friend?
5. are there any fears your muse still holds from childhood?Ā
6. what is something that ticks your muse off, no matter what?
7. what clothes does your muse feel most comfortable in? why?
8. how many fights has your muse been a part of? how did they fare?
9. does your muse have any nervous habits? (biting lip, fidgeting, etc.)
10. how often does your muse find themselves daydreaming? what about?
11. how often does your muse cry? do they cry silently, privately, or out in the open?
12. what is a lesson your museās parent(s)/guardian taught them that they still hold onto?
13. is your muse proficient at any musical instruments? how long did it take them to learn?
14. does your muse prefer cooler or warmer weather? how does the heat/cold affect them?
15. does your muse know how to cook? what is the most complicated dish theyāre able to make?
16. is your muse argumentative? if not, what is a topic they feel strongly enough about to argue for?
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It was supposed to be her destiny.
The mirror said so! It showed her as much! Her, with wings and a crown. A ruler. A queen. With Celestia nowhere to be found, so clearly, she had surpassed her mentor! It was a vision! It was destiny! It was her heartās desire!
But Celestia... as always, the princess went out of her way to stifle her! Too worried about her potential ascension. Too busy fretting over perfect little Cadenza who had already āearnedā her horn. Too busy trying to distract her, Sunset Shimmer, with such distractions like friendship!
Bah!
Sheād confronted the princess over it earlier. It⦠hadnāt gone well.
Princess Celestia⦠had tossed her aside. So easily. So callously. Dismissed her! HER! A lifetime of servitude, of being her perfect student, and it all amounted to nothing! But what else had Sunset expected⦠she had known deep down that Celestia hadnāt really cared. That Sunset was only worth her time and tutelage so long as she was useful.
And now that Sunset wished to surpass her former mentor⦠she was no longer useful. No longer obedient. Not like Cadenza was. And so⦠sheād been tossed asideā¦
Fine. FINE! THIS WAS NOTHING NEW! SHE WAS USED TO IT!
Sunset Shimmer was a strong pony. The strongest, most magically talented unicorn in generations! She could handle this⦠she wouldnāt crack- she wouldnāt break⦠she would rise above! Like the sun did every day!
And she knew exactly how she was going to do it.
If Starswirlās mirror had gotten her into this mess⦠then it would get her out of itā¦
Her bags were packed. The guards were ready to take her away from the palace without a single bit to her name. The fools. She had been running laps around the palace guard since she had been a filly. A quick dash, a minor illusion spell, and a short teleportation array later⦠and there she was.
Staring at herself once more in the mirror.
And there before her still stood the image that haunted her.
That imperious expression. The larger than life crown. The wings that rivalled Celestiaās own. Yes! This was her destiny! This is what was promised to her!
So without any thought to her own safety and well being, Sunset Shimmer charged through the glass. It was nebulous, fluid, as she knew it would be. Her calculations were all correct. The faded tomes had been right!
Starswirlās Mirror wasnāt just a way to view the future⦠it was a portal!
To where, Sunset did not know. That didnāt matter. Anywhere was better than here, in the palace, under Celestiaās thumb. Let her land in Griffonia for all she cared! No matter what, she would seize her destiny with her bare hooves if need be!
It was what Princess Celestia had promised her⦠the liarā¦
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Sunset Shimmer awoke with a start.
The portal. That had been⦠unlike anything she had ever experienced. It had felt⦠it had felt like being turned inside out, like being stretched to infinityā¦
A shiver went up Sunsetās spine as she recalled the sensation. Ugh, she never wanted to go through that again. Clearly, she had blacked out during the process. Inconvenient⦠She had thought that she was made of sterner stuff, but the mirror was made from ancient, eldritch magicā¦
Her first order of business was making sure that she still had her supplies on her⦠Which was when she noticed the first differences.
Where⦠where were her hooves?
Every time she moved her arm, all that responded were these weird⦠dragon-esque appendages. Claws? Did she have claws now? What⦠what the buck did the portal do to her?
In a panic, Sunset attempted to get to her hooves and immediately feel flat on her face. Wait- Where was her muzzle? Where were her rear hooves?!
Sunset reared around⦠and peered into the mirror.
Oh.
For it could be nothing else but THE mirror. Just perhaps the other end of it. Embedded into the base of a statue. Strange, but not as strange as her reflection. What⦠what was she?
There was nothing about her appearance that Sunset recognized, save for a few aesthetic similarities. Her mane remained, if not in a slightly different style and length, as did her tail. The aqua eyes that peered into the reflective glass were the same, but everything elseā¦
What⦠what was she? Some kind of⦠overgrown monkey? And her horn⦠Sunsetās hoov- claws reached up to grasp what should be at the top of her forehead but had vanished. HER HORN WAS GONE!
āBuck, buck, buck, buckā¦ā Sunset muttered in a panic. That the mirror had been kind enough to replace her fur with clothes didnāt even register in her mind. All that mattered was her lack of a horn. Her lack ofā¦
Waitā¦
She could⦠she could still feel it. Her magic. Deep down. Further away. But⦠still there. Still accessible⦠maybe. Maybeā¦
It was something that would have to wait, Sunset realized, as she glanced around her surroundings. Wherever this was⦠it had long since abandoned. The mirror was polished to perfection, with nary a scratch on it, but Sunset chalked that up to its arcane status. Because everything surrounding it, including the statue itself was⦠ruined. Cracked and overrun with vegetation.
This was the sort of place that had once been inhabited by ponies(?) but had long since been abandoned. No one had been here for⦠decades, perhaps? Hard to say.
It was hard to dwell on such things though, because out of the corner of her eye, Sunset spotted them.
The eyes. The glowing, malicious red eyes.
And the growls that came with them.
Oh no.
She⦠she didnāt think that she was in Equestria anymore.
Sunset:Ā āWow I hate Cadance so much. She fucking sucks.ā
Also Sunset:

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I meant to post this a while ago, but I forgot because life ended up getting in the way.
This was a Halloween commission done by @umaalcala for myself and @empathyphoenix, because as you all know I fucking love them and their Sunset with all my soul. While it wasn't ready in time for Halloween itself, I'm still really happy with how this came out.
And come on. Look at those two. They're cute as fuck. And they should be considering it is technically their first Halloween as a couple. I swear, the love these two have for each other is enough to give me cavities.
@empathyphoenix just turned old go harass him with birthday wishes