Revenge is Sweet (Alternate Ending)

>Tock
>Tick
>You and Gilda sit in silence, until you hear footsteps approaching
>A man in a white coat looms over you, with an emotionless look on his face
>"I am terribly sorry, I know how long both of you have been waiting"
>He looks to the window, where the moon has begun to rise outside
>"But it is getting late, please go home and get some rest. We can call you in the morning."
"Thank you."
>You help Gilda up and you both walk outside to Sunny's car
>You put the key in the ignition and drive away
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3DYTCmfFsTI [Embed]
>You drive back towards the inner-city
>You and Gilda sit in silence
>A cold breeze flows through the windows, open to let in the night
>Gilda pulls out her Zippo, rubbing over where the "G" stands, scrawled on the metal
>You look over to her, and watch as her expression goes from numb, to pained, to broken
>"FUCK!"
>Gilda punches the dashboard, and starts letting out her pain in the only way she knows how
>Tears stream down her face, and her grunts turn into loud whimpers and moans of grief
>You look over, the numb in your heart slowly giving way to pain
>Wrapping your arm around her, she buries her face in your side
>You feel tears coming from your eyes, but hold them back until you get to the point
>Pulling into the usual spot, you put the car into park and hold her
>The tears you were holding back flow out full force and you both sit there, crying for the friend you loved
>The friend you had gotten to know in two weeks
>The friend she shared her pain with
>...
>You went too far and now you're suffering the consequences
>"How the fuck did it go so wrong?"
"I don't know. I think we knew it would, sometime."
>Gilda shakes her head, wiping her tears with her sleeve
>You just rub her hair gently, trying to give her comfort you don't feel yourself
>Gilda lays her hand on your chest, both of your tears drying.
>You run your fingers through her hair slowly, trying to focus on nothing but the feeling
>It hurts to think about the doctor's face
>It hurts to think about what happened earlier
>And it hurts to think about what might happen to Sunset
>You both look out onto the city, the lights giving the buildings a soft golden glow against the black tapestry of night
>"She won't get away with this."
"Who?"
>"Rainbow. I'll be damned if she doesn't pay for what she did."
"Gilda, she's going to go to prison, she's 18."
>Gilda levels with your eyes, giving a glare not meant for you
>"You know what I mean."
>It takes a moment to register, then your eyes widen
"Gilda, you can't."
>She scoffs
>"All of the shit she put me through, I would be damned if I fucking didn't
>You would lie if you said it wouldn't be satisfying
>...
>Yeah.
>It would be wouldn't it?
>You give a resigned, yet determined sigh
"Your right."
"But it wasn't just her."
>Gilda raises a brow
"Her friends, Flash Sentry, Celestia."
>You turn to look at her, a tear falling from your eye
"All of them fucked her over. Rainbow just gave the killing blow."
>Gilda wipes her eyes with her sleeve, before shuffling around in her pockets for her cigarettes
>She lights it and takes a heavy drag while looking out the window
>The rest of the night is filled with silence
>And strangely, it's the most deafening thing you've ever heard.
>You hope Sunset's alright
>God, two weeks and you met one of the most amazing people would ever know
>Your thoughts fall into a mental white noise as you try to focus on the stars

>*BRRRRRRRRRRRRT*
>Your eyes open to the shrill noise of a cellphone ringing
>You don't remember falling asleep
>*BRRRRRRRRRRRRT*
>You fumble around in your pockets before your hands close around the lump of plastic
>>"Call from CANTERLOT MEDICAL HOSPITAL"
>>" ANSWER "
>>" IGNORE "
>You stare at the screen for a short while, before forcing yourself to accept the call
"Hello?"
>"Is this Mr. Anon E. Mous?"
"Yes?"
>"The doctor has requested you to come to the hospital please."
"Of course, thank you."
>You hang up the call and move to wake up Gilda
>You push her on the shoulder a few times before she slaps your hand away
>"I'm up."
>Putting the car in reverse, you pull out of the point and head onto the highway towards the hospital
>Looking over, you see Gilda still laying her head on the door
>She just stares out the window, contemplating
>The drive is long and silent
>Nothing is said between either of you
>You see the hospital nearing, getting closer with each minute before you come to the parking lot
>You pull in and find a spot, when you turn off the car neither of you move
>"..."
"..."
"You uh, ready?"
>Her voice is barely above a whisper
>"Yeah."
>You take out the keys and put them in your pocket, not bothering to lock the door
>Gilda gets out of her door and she looks at you before heading towards the doors
>You follow her silently, the thud of her boots and the thump of your sneakers punctuating the cold morning air
>You reach the doors and they slide open
>The desk attendant looks up at you and then looks back at her magazine
>You and Gilda walk towards the elevator
>She presses the "Up" button and the doors open with a ding
>You huddle in and press the button for Sunset's floor
>With a rumble and shake, the elevator begins to rise
>"Anon."
"Yeah?"
>"I hope Sunset's okay."
"Me too."
>After a few more seconds, the doors open and you both begin the short walk to the room
>Despite the length, it feels like a mile stretch
>Like the longest distance you've ever moved
>As you both turn a corner, you see the doctor standing by the door
>When he sees you, you can see him hide a grimace
>He does so poorly
>He speaks as you get closer
>"Thank you both for coming."
>"Cut to the chase. Is Sunset okay?"
>The doctor takes off his glasses and sighs
>"She..."
>You don't need to him to finish the sentence to know what he's going to say
>Gilda speaks up
>"Didn't make it. Did she?"
>The doctor looks at the ground
>"I'm sorry. She passed away a while after you both left."
>The words hurt you like a hot knife, but you feel cold
>A stray tear falls from Gilda's face, and her voice breaks as she talks
>"D- Does her father know?"
>"You were the first we called."
"Can we see her?"
>He nods solemnly and moves to the side, opening the door for the both of you
>You let Gilda walk in first and she moves to the right side of Sunset's bed
>"S-Sunny?"
>You walk inside and see Sunset lying on the bed
>They say that the dead look peaceful, like they were sleeping
>Sunset just looks... wrong.
>Her bright skin is greyed and pale with a sickly cold glow about it, her lips are a gangly blue and her hair looks weathered
>Atleast the locks you can see through the bandages wrapped around half of her head
>"S-Sunset? God, what a mess..."
>Gilda kneels down next to her
>Her eyes are cold and desolate, she just brushes Sunny's hair
>"I'll let you both have some time with her."
>The doctor steps out, and the door closes
>You move towards Gilda and stand next to her, placing your arm on her shoulder
>"Fuck, I remember when we hated eachother."
>Gilda laughs a little bit, and a tear falls down her cheek
>"You thought I was a bitch for hating Rainbow, hell, you fuckin' tried to yell at me."
>She wipes her eyes with her sleeve
>"Guess that was our first fight, huh?"
>You can feel her whimper, you just stay silent
>"You were the first person to put up a helluva fight. And you get done in by the cunt you tried to stick up for so long ago, what a fucking joke huh?"
>Gilda continues to stroke her hair, before she grabs it hard enough for her fist to shake
>"What a fucking joke."
>You grip Gilda's shoulder harder, tears starting to fall from your face
>A lump forms in your throat and you stifle a whimper
>Sunset used to be friends with Dash, same as Gilda
>Before she abandoned them both, they probably had a good relationship with her
>It's almost poetic
>In a fucked up way, it is
>Gilda starts to weep silently
>"Fuck. We were supposed to graduate together and go places. Just buy a van and drive."
>"WHY!?"
>Gilda punches the bed and buries her face in Sunset's chest, weeping openly
>You fall to your knees next to her and hold her
>"Why. Why, for fucks sake, why?"
>Gilda turns to you, and melts into your embrace
>"Jesus Christ Anon, why. Why the fuck did it go down like this."
"I don't know"
>Fuck...
>You stay there with Gilda, her weeping into your jacket for what feels like hours
>You both stay there until the staff request you to leave
>As your leaving, you see Sunset's father walk in
>He's average build with untidy hair and a five o'clock shadow
>He has a dirty T-shirt and denim work jeans on, must have just left a shift
>You regret not asking Sunset about her family, then again
>You didn't think you would only have a few weeks to know her
>He walks to you both, and hugs Gilda
>She melts into it, but she's beyond tears
>Without a word, the embrace is broken and you both head to the elevator
>Walking in, you press the button for the first floor
>The elevator doors close with a thud and the elevator begins its descent
>You look over to Gilda, who wears a determined expression
"So, what now?"
>"Take me home."
"Are you sure? You don't want me to st-"
>She flips around and faces you
>"JUST TAKE ME HOME!"
>You flinch at the sudden outburst
>Gilda steps back and relaxes, shoving her hands in her pocket and facing the floor
>"Sorry, just- just take me home."
"Alright."
>*Ding*
>The elevator doors slide open, and you both walk out
>You pass the attendants desk without a word, she just glances up from her magazine and goes back to reading
>The sliding doors open, and you both walk to the car
>When you reach it, you unlock the doors and get in
>You put the key in the ignition, turn it and pull out of the lot
>The drive is mostly silent, other than your attempts at talking about it
>Gilda just stays silent, staring out the window
>After the lengthy drive back into town, you pull up to her house
>You pull into the driveway, and she gets out
>"Thanks Anon."
"Yeah."
>She begins to close the door before she stops
>"And... I'm sorry."
"For what?"
>She stays silent for a moment
>"Nothing."
>She closes the door and walks into her house
>You wait until she gets inside, before you back out and drive home
>When you arrive, you stop in your driveway and just stare at the wheel
>Before the pain comes, and with it, the tears

>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3DYTCmfFsTI
>You are Gilda
>And you
>You...
>Fuck.
>You don't want to know what you feel
>It should hurt, but you cried at the hospital
>You just feel cold
>Empty is a better word
>You've been trying to fill the void within yourself with cheap gin and cigarettes for the past hour
>Your thoughts go up with the bottle and down with the liquor
>Just don't feel
>Don't think
>Don't think about Sunset
>Don't think
>Just. Don't...
>You slam your fist on the table
>You begin to cry, choking on the gin in your throat as you begin to sob
>FUCK
>You whip the bottle at the wall, causing it to shatter into large shards, gin spraying everywhere from the impact
>Sunset.
>The first girl who fucked you up as much as you did her
>The other girl who got dropped by Dash and her friends
>The only person who came to you for more than a stray cigarette or an ass kicking
>Someone who accepted you for yourself, and loved you for it
>You put your elbows on the table and clutch your head
>SHE"S GONE
>SHE'S NOT COMING BACK
>>>SHE'S DEAD!<<<
>You try to bury the thoughts
>The pain comes in waves
>You pull your jacket against yourself tightly
>WHY
>WHY HER
>WHY FUCKING SUNSET?!
>You get up and punch the wall
>In a haze, you don't notice yourself walking to your father's room
>You see the gun safe, and punch in the code
>You open the door and grab the revolver packed away
>In a brief moment of clarity you look at the gun in your hands
>You stand there, tears streaming down your face
>>SHES GONE<<
>You put the gun to your head
>>DEAD<<
>You pull back the hammer
>>YOU'RE ALONE!<<
>Your grip tightens on the gun
>>YOU HAVE NOTHING<<
>You pull the trigger

>You are Anon
>And your eyes fly open, body covered in cold sweat
>Fuck, you have a bad feeling
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPjN-t_m2y0
>You grab your phone from the table next to your bed
>>*ONE NEW MESSAGE*
>>*GILDA 8:45 PM*
>The dread inside grows as you unlock your phone and tap the screen to see the message
>>"Anon, I don't feel right. I'm just so fucked up. If anything happens, I'm sorry."
>SHIT
>You run to your closet and look through various articles of clothing
>You grab an old hoodie and some jeans
>You run over and grab the boots Sunset gave you and lace them up quickly
>When your dressed, you run around looking for your keys
>You run out of your room and see them on the table
>Flying out of the house, you grab them and head for the car
>You unlock the door and jump into the seat, jamming the key in the ignition and backing out quickly before speeding off down the street
"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck."
>The streetlights illuminate you in flashes as you pass by them
>You drive past the cafe, heading past the school towards Gilda's street
>Your stomach twists, but you try to ignore the feeling
>What if she's hurt?
>She could just be passed out
>Yeah, she probably just drank herself until she blacked out
>Please let that be the case
>You feel yourself calm down just a little bit, but the tension in your chest doesn't loosen itself
>You pass Rainbow Dash's house, seeing that nobody is home
>You go further down until you come to Gilda's home
>You pull up into the driveway and clutch the steering wheel for awhile
"It's fine, she's okay."
>You sit there for awhile, psyching yourself for anything
>Goddamnit
>Taking a deep breath, you open your door and feel the cool night air on your face
>You walk to the door and knock a few times cautiously
"Gilda?"
>You don't hear a response
"GILDA? YOU ALRIGHT IN THERE?"
>You knock a few more times, a bit harder this time
>Still nothing
>Fuck, alright
>She must be passed out, you can talk to her in the morning
>You begin to walk to the car, but the distrust in your own thought is heavy
>You find yourself standing in the driveway
>She's okay, she's probably just passed out on her couch
>But what if she isn't? She could be hurt, or worse.
>...
"Fuck!"
>You go back to the door, and pound on it a few times
"GILDA! OPEN UP!"
>You try to turn the knob, but it's locked
>After slamming your palms on it a few more times, you realize its futile
"Alright, Alright."
>Need to get in
>You back up a few steps, and brace yourself
>You sprint forward and slam your shoulder into the door, but it doesn't budge
"Alright, Round two."
>You back up, further this time, and sprint at the door
>You slam into it, but you still get nowhere
>Cursing inwardly, you walk around the sides of the house, looking for a way in
>You see nothing, until you head to the back
>Gilda's zippo is sitting on the ground next to a crushed pack of cigarettes, and the back door is slightly ajar
>You pick up the zippo before going to the door
>You open it and run inside
>Theres a crack in the drywall, and shards of glass everywhere
>The scent of tobacco and alcohol hangs in the air
>You begin to panic as you look around
"Gilda? GILDA?!"
>You check her bedroom, the bathroom, and the living room
>You leave the living room and see an open door at the end of the hallway
>You walk towards it slowly, and before long you can see something in the dark
>You squint your eyes and the form takes the shape of a...
>Foot?
>Wait...
>Fuck no, please God no.
>Just let her be passed out please.
>You force yourself to walk
>You can see a little more of her in through the doorsill with each step
>Her legs
>Then her back
>And then you see her head
>And what's supposed to be inside of it.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wU1hK8XXRcQ
>You can't comprehend the sight
>Your stomach beats you to the realization as you fall to your knees and vomit at the gore splayed across the far wall
>Your stomach empties itself, but you keep dry heaving
>When you can feel the knot in your stomach fall away, you look up from the floor and take in the sight
>The gun
>The wall
>Her head
"Gilda? Gilda? No, No, NO! Please God, FUCK!!"
>You lunge for her, and grab her arm like it were saving you from something
>It's chill sends shivers down your spine and tears down your face
>You hug her chest and weep
>The feeling is indescribable
>You just feel broken.
>The blood around you soaks into your clothes, but you don't care
>You hug Gilda's chest like scared child
>Scared of the future, and terrified of the present
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wU1hK8XXRcQ
>>You can't comprehend the sight
>>Your stomach beats you to the realization as you fall to your knees and vomit at the gore splayed across the far wall
>>Your stomach empties itself, but you keep dry heaving
>>When you can feel the knot in your stomach fall away, you look up from the floor and take in the sight
>>The gun
>>The wall
>>Her head
>"Gilda? Gilda? No, No, NO! Please God, FUCK!!"
>>You lunge for her, and grab her arm like it were saving you from something
>>It's chill sends shivers down your spine and tears down your face
>>You hug her chest and weep
>>The feeling is indescribable
>>You just feel broken.
>>The blood around you soaks into your clothes, but you don't care
>>You hug Gilda's chest like scared child
>>Scared of the future, and terrified of the present
>Memories flash through your head
>It's only been a few weeks, but your hugging the corpse of one of your best friends.
>The first meeting
>The car
>The point
>The guitar
>The lunchroom
>The crack of the neck against Sunset's h-
>You shake away the last thought
>Sunset
>Gilda
>Both of them, gone
>A twisted, black part of your psyche whispers to your mind
>>"Why not join them?"
>You take that piece of your mind and mentally beat it to death
>But...
>You look over to the gun, grasped in Gilda's cold, grey fingers
>You could...
>...
>You move your arm towards the firearm
>You grab it and rub your thumb across it
>It would be so easy
>It would make it all stop
>...
>No.
>No, No, You couldn't
>Someone would find you, and they would feel exactly like you do now
>Your parents, never around for you, would be devastated
>They didn't mean it, but it's just how they put food on the table
>You know they love you, and they do
>You throw the gun across the room in disgust
>You get up from the body, and walk to the doorway
>You shuffle around your pockets until you grab your phone, opening the dial pad
>>"Hello, 911, what is your emergency?"
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EekJNr_Clyo
>You sit on the back of the ambulance, a sheet wrapped tightly around your blood-stained clothing
>Officers are trying to question you, but their voices are like static
>There, but in the background
>Trying to pull you back to lucidity, but you prefer the mental limbo
>It's numb
>You just sit and look at the house, before you see the door open, and a stretcher with a sheet covering it comes out, accompanied by two men carrying it
>They take Gilda out meticulously, careful not to drop her
>The scene goes in slow motion for you
>Each step takes an eternity, before they bring her to another ambulance and load her up
>One of the paramedics looks at you, and your eyes meet
>He gives you a pained expression, one he's probably given hundreds of times before
>You look at your hands and study the creases and folds of the skin to take your mind away from it all
>You rub them together, focusing on the cold flesh
>The static gets louder, and more firm
>Just leave me alone
>Please
>A hand grabs your shoulder gently, pulling you back to reality
>"Mr. Mous? Please tell us what happened."
>You look down at the ground, and see a few droplets of water fall
>It doesn't feel like it's raining
>You bring your hand to your face and realize your crying
>It must be raining after all...
>You clear your throat before a painful lump forms
"I uh, came to check up on her."
>He nods
>"And?"
"Well, I couldn't get in, I went around and got in through the back. When i came inside I was looking for Gilda and I...'
>You both stay silent
>...
>...
"I found her."
>Your voice cracks with the statement

>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCbNVvnuSaY [Embed]
>After some more questions from the paramedics and a few from the police, you thank them numbly before going to your car and heading home
>You get a few pained looks as you leave
>They've seen these things before, your sure
>Some of them just hold cold expressions, for them it's just another work day
>You shuffle over to the car and open the door feebly
>You get into the seat and sit there for a second before turning on the car
>You back out slowly, never breaking eye contact with the house
>The hole inside of you grows, and you force your emotion into it, trying to fill the emptiness
>You get into the street and drive away, finally breaking sight from the building
>You don't cry on the way home, but you feel increasingly weak as the drive goes on
>The streetlights go over your car, illuminating your cold features
>You roll down the window to let in the chill of the night's air
>The drive goes on silently, leaving you with your thoughts
>But you block them out, and try to focus on the night that you love so much
>The stark absence of light softening your eyes and the beauty of the illuminated buildings taking your mind off of the present for now
>What a nice night.
>A full moon giving the buildings a sombre grey glow, and the stars pockmarking the sky like holes in a black sheet tossed over the sun itself
>You let a small smile escape your lips, the wind across your skin giving you goosebumps
>When you wake up tomorrow, everything will dull and empty, but you'll allow yourself this
>Your house comes up in your view, and you park the car in the driveway
>Walking inside, you throw the keys onto the table and head for your room
>You don't bother to take off your clothes, but you shut off the light and stiffly lie down on your bed
>You keep your eyes open for an eternity, afraid to close your eyes.
>When you do, you see Gilda with a hole in her head
>*BREEEEEEEP*
>*BREEEEEEEP*
>*BREEEEEEEP*
>You press the off button on your alarm
>You didn't sleep much last night anyway
>It's been about a week since the girls d-
>Passed away
>Today is the day you've been dreading for the past several days
>At school everyone avoided you as if you were a bomb except for Fluttershy
>She meant well, and she never overstepped a boundary
>But you still only went through the motions, an empty smile bolted on your face
>You knew she could see through it, but she left you the space you needed
>You get out of bed slowly and head for the bathroom to take a shower
>You glance at your clock as you head out the door
>6:00 AM
>Two hours until the funeral starts
>You intend to make it last as much as you can
>You strip your clothes and begin the morning routine as always
>Shower, Shit, Shave, Teeth, Coffee
>Stopping to look in the mirror, you regard yourself
>You wouldn't say you look like a wreck, but definately more unkempt
>You've neglected shaving and teeth for the past week, a scratchy stubble growing on your face and neck
>Fuck it, you'll grow a beard
>You get into the shower and turn on the water, letting the scalding liquid cascade over your body in hot waves
>Letting out a sigh, you begin to wash yourself and rinse off, rushing the routine
>You get out and dry off, heading back to your room to get dressed
>You open up your closet to find your only suit
>A black blazer with a red tie, white undershirt, dark slacks, and black wingtips
>You take the articles of clothing and put them on, but you head to your father's room and grab a black tie
>When you walk out, you head to the kitchen to pour yourself a cup of coffee
>You open a cupboard for a mug, when your phone rings
>Shuffling in your pockets, you pull it out
>>DAD<<
>-Brrt-
>-Brrt-
>You hang up on him, this isn't something you have to deal with for now
>Once you pour a mug, you sit at the table staring at the grey wall across the room until the time comes
>When you finish the pot, you see the funeral is to start in 10 minutes
>You go to your car and drive to the funeral home
>When you arrive, both caskets are next to eachother on a platform
>The amount of people who arrived is slim, and it seems to be only family
>Other than a figure with long pink hair dressed in a quaint black dress, a small silver chain adorning her neck
>It has a raven on it, a diamond set in the middle of the bird's crest
>You walk towards Fluttershy, before she turns around and looks at you, tears in her eyes
"What are you doing her-"
>She buries her face in your chest, sobbing lightly
>Seeing Fluttershy weeping like this makes your heart lurch, and you place your arms around her in an embrace
>"I sh- should have tried harder to keep Sunset around! If she didn't go to G- GIlda, if Twilight d- didn't outcast her from us..."
>"If she had still been our friend, Rainbow wouldn't have killed her! If Rainbow tried harder with Gilda, everyone could have been friends!"
>For a moment, you feel a deep rage inside you
>Sunset had been friends with Fluttershy and the rest, but only Fluttershy had come.
>You want to let the rage break out, but you snap back to reality when you realize Fluttershy hugs you tighter
>She takes a moment to wipe her eyes, before she looks up at you
>"Have you seen them yet?"
>You shake your head, and Fluttershy takes your hand
>"I'll go with you"
>You make yourself walk, forcing every bit of courage into every step
>A tall man with a gruff looking face and a scratchy five o' clock shadow regards you as you approach with Fluttershy
>A deep, harrowing voice comes from the man. Fraught with a dull pain
>"Are you Anon?"
"Yes sir?"
>He puts his hand on your shoulder, and looks at you with tired eyes
>"I'm her father. Sunset liked you, she thought you were different"
>The words make you feel warm inside, but the warmth is quickly replaced by regret, which you bury somewhere low
"Thank you sir"
>He nods and goes to his seat
>You come to the caskets, before stopping in place
>You can't do this.
>Fluttershy tugs on your hand, but you stay in place
>You can't see them. Not like this, not again.
>You feel your heart poiunding in your chest
>Images flash past
>Gilda, a bottle of gin in her hand, a cocky smile on her face, and a brown bomber jacket across her shoulders. Sitting on the hood of a keyed car without a care in the world
>Gilda, a hole in her head and her brain across the floor, a .32 in her hand
>Sunset, cigarette in her teeth with an annoyed look on her face, fists stuffed in her black leather jacket
>Sunset, splayed across a linoleum floor, blood pooling around a large gash in her head after being struck a blunt blow.
>Crack
>Crack
>Crack
>You start to shake, your breathing becoming erratic and tears coming from your eyes
>No, No, No, No, No.
>You can't do this
>Just like you couldn't save Sunset from Rainbow
>Just like you couldn't save Gilda from herself
>Your a failure, it's all your fault.
>You should be in the casket, not them
>Not them!
>The hand clutching yours holds tighter, and draws your mind away from dark thoughts
>You open your eyes and see Fluttershy looking into them, staring deep into you
>"Anon, you can do this."
>The sentiment drowns out the thoughts in your head
>You have to do this
>You wipe your eyes, and walk forward, slightly crumbling from the inside
>When you see them, they look so...
>Peaceful
>The caskets lie next to eachother
>Sunset and Gilda are wearing matching dresses, they're minimal like an evening gown, but not too prim to where niether would wear them
>They're eyes are closed peacefully, and they look as though they were sleeping
>Like all of this was a dream, and they were waiting to wake up from it
>The caskets have various trinkets inside of them, Sunset's has a brooch, a rose, and a small chunk of smooth granite
>Gilda's has a whiskey bottle cap, a dollar coin, and a small jet-black stone
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>You choke back a few sobs, and Fluttershy squeezes your hand tighter
>You take your free one, and stroke Sunset's face
>Her skin is cold, yet it feels soft
>You do the same to Gilda and a few sobs come out
>You stand there in silence with Fluttershy, before letting go of her hand and taking out your pack of cigarettes
>You pull two out and set one in each casket
"One for the road, h-huh?"
>You can hear Fluttershy starting to cry, and you nod before escorting her back to your seats
>The priest walks forward to stand in front of the caskets facing towards the gathering
>He begins to say a few prayers, but you keep your attention focused on your memories
>Before you can tell, he finishes and your sitting in Fluttershy's car following the procession
>A crack of thunder booms, and a few stray droplets fall onto the roof of the car, before the rain begins to pick up
>The pitter patter of the rain is almost melodic, you focus on the soft thuds to pass the time
>The car is silent, but it isn't uneasy or awkward.
>It's more as if both of you don't know what to say, so instead you share the pain silently.
>After a lengthy drive, you see a long and articulate fence with spikes on the top of the bars
>Fluttershy pulls forward more and you can see a gate with the inscription "St. Lauren's Cemetary of Canterlot"
>She follows the procession as the cars park, and the caskets are carried to the plots
>Fluttershy grabs a large umbrella, which you both stand under as the caskets are carried
>Two holes are set next to eachother, and Gilda and Sunset are set upon the lowering mechanism
>The priest walks in front of the graves, and puts his hands together
>"We are here to honor the memory of Sunset Shimmer, and her friend Grizelda Feathers. But, brothers and sisters, let us not see this as a time of sorrow, but rather a celebration of the lives they had led, and the people they had touched in their short times."
>Sunset and Gilda's families start to break down, sobs beginning to echo across the empty graveyard
>"Sunset and Gilda hadn't the greatest intentions always, but they're actions mean little compared to the love and compassion they had given to they're family, frineds, and eachother. We can rest, assured in our hearts that they will pass on peacefully and finally rest in a place that shan't take such a physical and mental toll on them, and we hope to meet them in that place one day."
>You begin to shudder, but Fluttershy holds you close
>She begins to cry with you, nevertheless
>"Brothers and Sisters, before we release the bodies to the earth and the souls to the everafter, should any of you have anything to say please come forward and pay your final respects."
>You wait for anybody to go forward, but noone does
>Sunset's father is stricken with grief, and you see a dark anger flash in his eyes, a hatred for the one who stole his daughter from him
>Fluttershy stays in her seat, feeling as if she doesn't have the right to speak
>You feel something bring you from your seat and carry you to the front, where you stand in front of everyone
>They look at you with teary eyes and grave faces
"Hello, I'm Anon."
>The group looks up to you, but Sunset's father stays staring at his hands
"I uh. I knew Gilda and Sunset for far shorter than any of you. We had become friends about a month ago, but they became the best friends, Hell, the best people I had the pleasure of knowing. They gave me a new perspective on my life, they taught me to have fun, and they taught me compassion. I had felt like they had been my family and I feel as though they thought the same. We had become very close and the dark side of me is angry that I had been robbed of more time with them, but mostly I'm angry that they had been robbed of more time themselves. We all expect to bury our parents, but having parents bury children is... wrong."
>Sunset's father looks up at you, his face is a numb mask, but you can see a hint of appreciation and respect
"Sunset and Gilda were two of the most amazing people I knew, and the world got darker on the days they... passed. But we have to go on and keep them alive in memory, because they won't be truly gone until we stop respecting their memories."
>The group of family is silent, and you begin to feel a bad feeling up your back
"Thank you."
>You walk away from the podium, and the caskets are lowered into the graves
>You don't remember crying
>Instead, a feeling of relief goes through you, knowing the girls can rest together.
>When Fluttershy drives you back to the funeral home, she takes the keys out of the ignition and you both sit there in silence for what feels like an eternity
"So"
>"So"
>She looks at you, her eyes still gleaming from the tears before
>"Are you going to be alright?"
"Yeah, I should be."
>"Do you want me to stay with you?"
"No, I think I just need to go do something."
>"Okay."
>You open up the door and step out
"Hey Fluttershy..."
>"Yes, Anon?"
"Thanks, this all meant alot to me."
>"Of course Anon. You sure you'll be okay?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
>You close the door and wave, before getting into your own car and driving away

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>You pull into the usual spot at the point
>Taking the keys out of the ignition, you open your door and stare at the horizon
>The sun is beginning to fall behind the buildings and make the sky a beautiful orange-red
>What a night.
>You stare for a few more seconds before going to the trunk and grabbing a small paper bag
>Inside of it is a small bottle of whiskey, which you take out of the sack
>You go back to the front of the car and sit on the hood, unscrew the cap, and take a long pull
>You stay there for a few minutes before you hear a car drive in
>Fluttershy pulls in next to you and gets out of her car
>She still wears the raven necklace, but she changed out of her dress into a light shawl and jeans
"Hey"
>"Hey"
"What are you doing here?"
>"I come here when I'm trying to forget."
>You look at the city and take another drink from the bottle, feeling the burn in your chest
"Well, hop up here."
>She smiles and obliges, climbing onto the hood and sitting next to you
>You offer the bottle, and after a short inner battle, she takes a small drink
>Before spitting it out and coughing
>You start to laugh a bit, and she giggles with you
>You both stare at the sky for awhile, before she rests her head on your shoulder
>"Anon."
"Yeah?"
>"I'm glad you're here"
"Yeah, you too."
 >You lie there in silence for awhile, a small ache in your heart
>You regret that Sunset and Gilda aren't here with you this time
>But...
>You look over to Fluttershy, who is fixated on the horizon
>Maybe this isn't so bad.
>You look back to the sun
>You know you won't forget the things that happened, and that you won't be the same
>You hurt inside, and you always will
>But, as far as everything goes
>This is alright.