The Flare of True Love

by Israel Yabuki

Rating: mature
Tags: Sunny Flare, Other, Romance, Equestria Girls, Sex, Self Insert, Slice of Life, Sad, Second Person
Length: 15185

Another romance clop featuring you and the lovely Sunny Flare

You were adopted by an elderly lady who was cursed to never have children, wealthy and kind, always there for you when you needed her no matter how bad your life got. Throughout your life, you've had it nearly good... until one fateful day where your whole world crumbled at your feet and the only one who was there to aid you... was one of your former classmates.

Published 2020-07-26 22:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-10-15 23:05:37 UTC

Catching Up On Old Times

Author's Note

Here it is, the next EQG Waifu Series story. Props to Frost the Heron for editing it with me and as always, thank you for your patience and support, be sure to stay tuned for more chapters to come in the future and remember to keep on bronying on, everypony.

Catching Up On Old Times

Orphans: They never have it easy. Especially when there's not a lot of parents out there who are willing to adopt a child who's got nowhere to go. But there are some children who are extremely lucky to be picked and taken into a loving home where they feel welcome and appreciated. And this time, you've become one of the lucky ones who was adopted at the age of 1, not by parents... but someone whom you are proud to call your dearest and loving... grandmother. Her name is Vivian.

She was a famous, wealthy philanthropist back in the ‘60s. She adopted you when she was only 64 and has never stopped loving you since the day you came into her life. You spent your childhood like normal, even though you had it good by living in a mansion with her. But just because she had money, it didn't mean anything to you, since all that mattered to you was having her around.

You went to some decent schools in your life. Most of them were public schools. But there was only one private school you were accepted into: Crystal Prep Academy. It was probably one of the least friendly high schools you've ever gone to. But the reason you were accepted was because of your high-grade point average and because of your foster grandmother's letter of recommendation. And due to her rich, enlightening past, the former principal, Cinch, let you in without question. During the 4 years of your time at Crystal Prep, it was always a challenge, not for your academics, but your social life.

It scared you to think you'd never have any friends. But one day, before the end of your freshman year, you made one friend out of all the students. She was one of the top students of Crystal Prep. Her name... is Sunny Flare, one of the school's most hard-working, most popular girls.

At first, all she wanted was a study partner. But later on after the Friendship Games... she changed like something was just eating her up inside. Later on, she told you she was sorry for how she never treated you with the kindness and respect you deserved after being alone for so long. True, all she did with you for the majority of the years was have you around as a mere study partner. Now, the two of you were good friends and remained so even after graduation. But after that, you weren't sure what to do.

It's been 2 years since you graduated from Crystal Prep and since that day, you've found a nice job courtesy of your dear grandmother's connections. Despite being retired, she still held a great deal of influence on so many businesses and that helped you land a job at a hotel.

Every day for 2 years, you worked at Grand Canterlot Plaza. You started off as a simple janitor and worked your way up to delivering room service and the pay was very reasonable. Your employers especially liked your friendly hospitality and how you were willing to even cover for others in their absence. Sometimes, you even offered some of your co-workers some of the tips you earned when you covered for them, but most of the time, they told you to keep it since you've been pulling your weight around. It pained you to have to take their fair share, but since they insisted, you put those tips into your savings.

Vivian was so proud of you for thinking of others, but also said you should also think about your own future, which is why you started saving your tips after each shift.

So, here you are, out in the hallway with a tray full of different dishes. You stopped at the first door, which was room 111, and knocked on the door three times. "Room service," you said. You could hear footsteps from inside and a woman answered the door, greeted by your warm smile. She was a mother with two kids, a boy, and a girl.

"Right on time. Thank you very much. come on in," she says, stepping to the side. You brought the food cart in and set it in front of the bed.

"Here you go. One shrimp cocktail, one chocolate milkshake, one strawberry milkshake, a steak dinner, cooked medium rare with a side of tuna salad. And two plates of spaghetti with freshly baked garlic bread. If you have anything else you'd like, feel free to let us know," you said.

"You could start by giving my compliments to the chef as well as this," she then reaches into her purse and pulls out a $5 bill, placing it in your hand. "Thanks again."

"And thank you, miss. Enjoy your meal," you replied. You took the half-empty food cart out of the hotel room and closed the door. You stuffed the $5 into your pocket so you could give it to the chef later on. Afterward, you walked further down the hallways, stopping at room 130. You knocked on this door and called out "Room service."

"Be right there," a man's voice called out from inside. The door opens up and look and behold, you are met with Filthy Rich, one of the wealthiest businessmen in Canterlot City… 2nd only to Vivian, that is.

Inside, you can see that he brought his wife and daughter with him. "Good day to you, Mr. Rich. Your dinner is served, piping hot and ready just the way you like it," you said. Filthy nods and lets you step inside the room.

“Ah, good. The servant is here. I was starting to think he would never come with our dinner.” his wife, Spoiled Rich huffed.

“Mom, don’t be harsh on him. We’re not the only family here who wanted their dinner to be served in their rooms,” Diamond Tiara, his daughter reasoned.

You ignored the remark that Spoiled gave you and kept a positive attitude and presented the dinner to the Rich family.

"I do apologize for the wait, but I finally have your meals ready. For you, Mr. Rich, one freshly made calzone, a chou farci made from a loaf of duck for Mrs. Rich, a bottle of wine, chilled in a bucket of ice and a 9 vegetable terrine for you, Ms.Tiara," you said, handing her and her family their plates of food.

"Mmm, looks good. Be sure to give my compliments to the chefs who made these dishes. In fact… give them this," Filthy reached inside his pocket and handed you a $75 tip.

"Darling, who's to say this little snake won't keep it all to himself?" Spoiled asked skeptically.

"Mom! Stop it! He wouldn't do something like that," Diamond scolded.

"You better watch that tone of voice, young lady. I know how this wretched world works and I have every right to state my opinion," Spoiled said sternly at her daughter.

"I'm sorry for my mom's outbursts, she's just a bit cranky because daddy wasn't able to buy Camp Everfree and turn it into a luxury spa. The whole idea was my mom's and she's having a hissy fit about it," Diamond explained.

"True, it's a shame I never got to buy the camp. But what's done is done. The camp is now an official landmark and I have to respect it. Besides, I can always make more money from the businesses I already have," Filthy said.

"Well, the sky's the limit, and Mrs. Rich, I’ll give you my word that I shall give this tip to the chef with your compliments. You all take care now," you said before leaving with the empty cart. As soon as you heard the door close, "They're certainly a unique bunch. Still… I can't believe this is the man that idolizes my grandma. Wait 'til I tell her about this when I get back home."

You pushed the now empty cart over to the elevator. You pressed the button to go down and waited patiently for your ride to get here. The bell dings and the doors open. You stepped inside the empty elevator and pushed the 1st-floor button.

As the elevator was going down the elevator music soon started playing. Suddenly, you started having all of these memories that you shared with Vivian. She'd given you so much since the day she took you in. It made you happy that she was willing to raise and adopt you, but you also felt bad that she couldn't have children. A kind lady like her, who's impacted the world she lives in deserves a little something in return.

Soon, the bell dinged and the doors opened, leading to the 1st-floor hallway. You walked out and headed straight down, on your way to the kitchen.

You came up to the kitchen door and knocked on it. The door opens up, revealing the head chef known as Gustave le Grand. His smile brightened when he saw your face. "Ah, bonjour mon ami, so good to see you," he greets you in his French accent.

"And bonjour to you, too, Chef Gustave. The guests all got their dinners and I was told to give these to you," you said, giving him a total of $80 in the tip. "Courtesy of a mother of 2 and the Rich family with their compliments to you."

"Magnifique! It is always such a pleasure to get compliments from our dear guests. Monsieur Gordon Ramsay was right to give me and the other some pointers," he said, happily taking the tips. "Merci, mon ami. And you keep up le good work, too." After giving you some praise, he takes the empty cart back into the kitchen while you headed back to your station, but not before you heard him shout that iconic line. "WHERE'S ZA LAMB SAUCE?!"

"Hehehe, Ramsay, you sure made a hell of an impression on him," you said. Now that you've finished your duty, delivering room service, you happily took your scheduled break, standing by the front desk and watching the guests come and go, walking around like they got places to be.

Moments later, the bell rang by the front door. You looked over and saw a familiar face you haven't seen in a while. From her aqua blue skin to her dark magenta hair and eyes. There stood your old classmate, Sunny Flare. Next to her was a man with a slightly darker shade of blue skin. He had amber eyes and dark purple, short hair, dressed in a business suit. Sunny's eyes land on you, surprising her.

While the man went to the front desk, Sunny walked up to you. "Hey, remember me?" your old friend asked.

"Sure do. What a small world for us to meet here. What brings you here to our Hotel?" you asked. "Are you on a vacation getaway or something?"

"Well, sort of. That man over there, he's my dad. He just got a big promotion at work and we're gonna be moving to a bigger house," she explained.

"Oh, is that right?" you asked and she nodded. "Well, congratulations to him. But, uh… where's your mother? Shouldn't she be celebrating with you two?" But on the subject of her mother, Sunny's smile left her. "Ooh, sorry about that, I didn't mean any ill will."

"No, it's fine. I'll tell you about it later. But, I take it that you work here, right?" she asked.

"Yup just started my break after delivering room service," you confirmed. "Maybe after my shift, we can--" but before you could offer her an invitation, her father walks up and gets in between you and Sunny.

"And just what do you think you're doing?" he asked in his deep, serious tone.

"Sorry, sir. I was just having a nice, friendly chat with Sunny. She's a former classmate of mine and I--"

"Like I care if you're her former classmate. You just stay away from my daughter, got that?"

"Daddy! Don't be so rude!" Sunny protested. The man didn't say another word and put his hand on his daughter's back, taking her with him down the hallway. "S-Sorry, I'll talk to you later if I get the chance!" She called out.

"N-No worries," you called out before they disappeared behind the elevator doors. "Okay, that was… something."

"Yeesh, sorry for that jerk getting up in your face like that," one of your co-workers said. "I guess I should probably tell you that… the man who chewed you out… is one of our hotel's regulars. Before you came here, he's been staying in different hotel rooms to do his business. And I mean that in the literal "hard-working, trying-to-get-promoted" sense. He works for a larger company and it seems like the man brought his daughter with him. Do you know her?"

"Yeah, I went to Crystal Prep with her. We were study partners at first, but later we became best friends as we still are," you confirmed.

"Glad to hear it, but… something tells me you're in for a real challenge to win "daddy's approval" on dating his little girl," he replied. "He's got extremely high standards for anyone who would even consider dating his daughter."

"Seriously? He's one of those types? Ugh! I never really liked those kinds of dads. No chill whatsoever and always so close-minded."

"I feel you, man. There was only one time he even remotely approved of a man who was suitable for his daughter, but she turned him down because he let his money do the talking. And seeing how well you two get along, I'm actually hoping she picks you. Just keep your head up high and don't give up."

"I'll remember that," you said. And so, minutes later, after your break was over, it was time to get back to work.

Your next job was to check up on the guests on your list and see if everything is in order. You left the lobby and walked down the halls towards the elevator. You went to the 4th floor first to check up on the guests. You stopped at the first room on your list and knocked on the door. "Housekeeping."

"Come on in," a woman's voice called out from inside. You gently opened the door seeing at least 3 women in the room, all were at least a few years older than you by 4 or 5 years. "Anything we can do for you?"

"Just came to check up on you. Everything okay in here?" you asked. You scanned the room and saw that it was still fresh and clean, the TV was on and they had empty trays of food. Probably the dinner they all finished eating.

"Yeah, we're okay. And tell the chef the food was amazing," the woman with short, black hair said, smiling.

"Gladly. You ladies just enjoy your stay here and if you need anything else, please feel free to call at any time," you said, keeping it friendly, but professional. The girls nodded and waved at you as you took their empty dinner plates. You exited the room and closed the door as you were heading to the next room.

You knock again. "Yes, who is it?" a man's voice asked.

"Housekeeping," you replied. You hear the door unlock and a tall man in a black suit with black hair and amber-red eyes opens up. "Good evening, sir, just checking to see if everything's in order, mind if I come in?"

"Do as you wish," another voice called out from inside. You walk in as the tall man stepped to the side. On the bed, a young boy, probably 12 years old, was dressed in a blue suit from a Victorian era.

His left eye, however, was uncovered and looked blue like a sapphire. "Apologies for the intrusion just wanted to make sure everything was alright in here." The boy took another sip of his tea, then put it down on the little plate.

"Yes, we're perfectly fine here," he said. His voice sounded dull like he didn't have a care in the world or something.

"Please forgive my young master. He's had an exhausting day from work. We're merely staying here for a meeting with one of our clients, which is why we flew in from London. Is there anything else you'd like to know, sir?" the man dressed as a butler asked.

"No, but if you ever do need anything, feel free to call in room service anytime," you said.

The tall man bowed and you did so in return before leaving the room. As soon as you were far enough away from the room. "I know I'm not gay, but man, he's one hell of a butler."

Hours later, your shift had officially ended and you were just coming out of the changing room dressed up into your normal clothes. You were about to head out when suddenly…

*BUMP*

"Oof!!!" you grunted, almost losing your footing. You shook your head and looked to see what hit you, or "who" hit you. You saw that it was Sunny Flare and she was on the floor, rubbing her head, groaning a bit. "Sunny, are you alright?" you asked, helping her up.

"I'm fine, I just wasn't looking where I was going. What's up with the clothes?" Sunny asked.

"Well, my shift just ended and I'm about to head home. What about you? Shouldn't you be in your hotel room with your dad?" you asked. Sunny cringed at the mentioning of her father. "Uh… did I say something wrong?"

“I… was actually looking for you… without my father knowing about it,” she admitted. “I haven’t seen you for years and I’d like to catch up with you.”

"You… came out here looking for me? That's sweet," you admired. "I've got a little spare change in my pocket. Do you wanna grab a bite somewhere?"

“I’d like that very much, deary,” she smiled at you. You blushed but laughed it off. Sunny laughed with you, liking the look on your face. And so, you escorted her out of the hotel, walking off into the sunset for a nice dinner. "So where have you been all this time?"

"Just working my way up at the hotel for the past 2 years. After work, I'd come straight home to my grandma and help her around the house. She's been feeling ill as of late, so I had to step up a little and give her a helping hand.”

“That’s very kind of you, deary. Helping your grandmother so much in the house now that she’s feeling her age.

"I owe it to her after everything that she has done for me. If you met her, you'd see how much of an angel she is. I think she'd like you very much."

Sunny softly nudged you from the compliment you gave her. “You’re still the same flatterer that I remember from our time back in Crystal Prep.”

"Ah, I'm no flatterer, I just like to be… encouraging, that's all. So, what've you been up to since we last met?" you asked.

"Trying to make enough money to move out of my dad's house. He's like an obnoxious control freak, never caring about how I feel or what I wanna do. But I've been having little luck with keeping even a penny hidden from him. Lately, he's been taking my money and holding it in his safe box. That damn bastard even said "this is for your own good. you'll thank me one day." UGH!!! Why did my mom have to marry such a bastard?!" Sunny's frustration really concerned you as well as scared you a little bit.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Sunny. Speaking of your mom, why don't you just live with her?" you asked.

"Because she divorced my dad, but he took custody over me thanks to his damn lawyers! I hate my dad so much. Sometimes I wish he would just die! I’m sorry if that sounds so harsh, but he's so annoying! He won't even let me visit my mom!" Sunny said.

"Wow… I didn't know. If it helps, maybe I can ask my grandma if you can stay over at our house for the night. There's plenty of room," you offered. "I'll even set up the guest room for you."

“While I appreciate your generosity, deary. I don’t think my dad will ever allow that to happen. You’ve seen how bad he was treating you back in the hotel.”

"I know. Why does he do that? I'd never harm a fly, why doesn't he trust me?"

"Because my dad disapproves of every man that's not born from a wealthy family. Usually, when he tries to hook me up with a wealthy man, it's always the same for me: always talking about money, never about love. He says "love" is just a meaningless emotion that can never truly be gained," Sunny said, disgusted by those words.

"Sounds like he needs a reality check. I just wish I could do something to change his mind.”

“The only way to get through this thick skull of his is if you’re someone big and important that my father genuinely respects,” Sunny rubbed her forehead in annoyance. “Which is almost impossible, the only family that I know my father respects is Filthy Rich’s family.”

"Really? I actually delivered room service to them earlier. Filthy's a nice guy, but I can't say the same thing for his wife. His daughter, Diamond Tiara's pretty nice, too.” But Sunny shook her head dejectedly.

“You knowing the Rich family won’t be enough to convince my father for letting me see you again with his permission.” She lowered her head in sadness.

"Don't worry, we'll figure something out. But for now, what would you like to eat?" you asked.

"Just a simple fast food joint. I'm tired of eating all this fancy food my dad keeps serving me. And for the record: he has no idea how to cook," Sunny said.

"Hehe, maybe I should text Gordon Ramsay about his sloppy cooking," you joked. Sunny laughed it off, breaking the ice. You laughed with her and admired the smile on her face. Soon, you arrived at a fast-food burger joint and went inside.

You and Sunny quickly choose your menus on a big touch screen. With modern technology these days you can simply choose to take your order at a computer touch screen or just simply telling the cashier what you want to order. As the gentleman you are, you paid for both your orders. You both then took a seat at the nearby window, waiting for your food to arrive.

"Thanks again for taking me out to dinner, even if it's just fast food," Sunny said.

"No problem. It's the least I can do to help you escape the confinements of your overbearing father after all," you replied.

"Yeah, hehe… thanks for that," Sunny said. Then something crossed her mind. "Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"Do you… remember back in high school when… I was always acting like a bitch?" she asked, surprising you.

"Sort of, but… why bring that up?"

"I… didn't really know how to act when it came to truly make friends. And because I was with my dad most of the time, I didn't think friendship meant all that much to me. But, after the Friendship Games and Principal Cinch losing her job… I realized how wrong I was. Even back then, when I told you to stay out of my way, you never once showed any sort of aggression or resentment towards me. Why is that?"

"Because I was trying to process the whole friendship thing, too,” you admitted. “I didn’t have any friends at Crystal Prep except, well… you.”

"You… thought of me as a friend back then? Even when I was still cruel?" Sunny asked.

You nodded at her. “While I admit you were acting cold to me sometimes, I always enjoyed our study session together. Especially when the midterms came and the finals,” remembering those memories pretty well like it was yesterday. “Whenever one of us was getting stressed out from all the hard work, we always helped each other to calm down and encouraging each other to keep on going.”

"I remember those times. Not the best memories I had of Crystal Prep. Cinch might've gotten the boot, but the curricular activities were still just as hard.

"Yeah, they were like hell on Earth. I was so stressed out, I was even tempted to call the Immediate Murder Professionals… on myself," you joked, making Sunny burst out laughing.

“I see your humor hasn’t changed,” Sunny laughed while wiping a small tear away from her eye.

"Eh, I got a million of them," you brushed it off, smirking. But the jokes had to wait as a lady came to your table with the food you and Sunny ordered. "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome and we hope you enjoy your meals. Take care now," she replied before leaving you and Sunny to enjoy your food.

As you both were enjoying your food, another thought came up in your mind. “So, Sunny I was wondering, are you still in contact with your group of friends? With Indigo, Sour, Sugarcoat, and Lemon?”

Sunny was eating some of her french fries before responding. “Not really, we still stay in contact with each other through social media but I haven’t seen them since graduation.”

“Do you miss them?”

“Sometimes, yes. I wonder how they’re doing. I think one or two of them are in college.”

"That's gotta be a hell of an accomplishment. I hope they're doing alright," you replied. By the time you two were halfway done, your phone starts ringing. You pull it out of your pocket and find an unknown number. Not wanting to be rude, you answer it. "Hello?" The other person on the line asks for you. "Yeah, that's me, who's this?"

"I'm calling from the Canterlot City Hospital with some bad news about your ill grandmother."

"My grandmother?! What's happened?" you asked, panicking.

"I don't know how to tell you this… but apparently, she collapsed in her home. She's stabilized for now, but we're not sure how long she'll survive. I'm sorry, sir. But if you want to see her, we can give you the location of where she's being treated at."

"Please, tell me! I'll be there right away," you urged. The man on the phone told you the hospital room she was in and then you thanked him before hanging up. "Sunny, I'm sorry to eat and run, but my grandma, she… she's sick."

"It's alright, do you… want me to tag along with you for… emotional support?" she asked.

"Yes, please. I… I'm not sure I'll be able to handle this on my own," you said, almost ready to burst into tears. Sunny held your hand for reassurance. So after scarfing down the rest of your food, you left the restaurant in a hurry and made your way to the hospital.

It was a long walk/run, but you finally made it. Sunny was right beside you as you both went to the front desk. "I'm to see my grandmother, Vivian," you said, then telling her the room number she was in. The lady behind the counter nodded and confirmed your statement and allowed you and Sunny to go and see her.

You raced down the halls and approached the elevator. You both get inside and take it to the 6th floor where your grandmother was at. You exit the elevator and head down the halls, heading inside room 60B.

There, resting on the hospital bed with an IV hooked to her wrist was Vivian. Your heart sank upon seeing your grandmother in this state. "G-Grandma?" you asked, tears swelling up in your eyes as you get closer to her. "Grandma, I'm here now. It's me, your grandson." Her eyes slowly opened up and looked your way with a warm smile.

"My dear… I was wondering where you were," she said in her weakened state. "And I see… you brought a friend with you." She looked over at Sunny Flare.

"H-Hi ma'am. My name's Sunny Flare. I'm… your grandson's friend from high school. He treated me to dinner tonight," she said.

"A pleasure to meet you. I'm Vivian, his grandmother. I'm very pleased to meet you. I've been waiting for the day when he would finally introduce you to me. But my word… he's chosen a magnificent friend. Such a nice, charming… beautiful young lady," Vivian replied. Sunny held her hand, smiling back while Vivian caressed her hand as any tender grandmother would. "I'm sorry you had to see me like this."

"No, grandma, it's not your fault. It's mine for not coming home right away. I made you worry about me," you said, tears streaming down your face.

"I wasn't worried, my dear. I'm just glad to know you found something else to do in your spare time like I would've done. Your life is your own. You're a fully grown adult now… and I say you're old enough… to make your own choices," Vivian reassured.

Sunny slowly walked up to you and gently placed her hand on your shoulder in comfort. You managed to give her a small smile through your tears before you looked back at your grandmother who raised from when you were just 1 year old.

"I promise Grandma… I'll come by and visit you every day. I'll tell you all about the things that happened each day."

"Okay, dear. And… make sure to keep the house clean every time you leave," Vivian replied.

"I will, grandma… I will," you then leaned in and hugged her. She hugs you back and pats you gently while Sunny watches you have your tender moment. But later on, the worst was yet to come and whatever happens next… will impact you for the rest of your life... and you’re not ready for it.

With a Heavy Heart

Author's Note

Grab a tissue box because this might be too much for all of you and be sure to follow Frost The Heron for helping me out with this chapter and for a job well done. And as always, thanks for your patience and support, stay tuned for more chapters and keep bronying on.

With a Heavy Heart

It's already been a week since your grandmother has been brought into the hospital after collapsing on the ground in her home while you were out on a date with an old friend. And because of your grandmother's horrible illness, it's been hard for you to focus on your work at the hotel. Your co-workers were concerned for you and told your boss about it, so now it's led to you winding up in his office. You were sitting across from him, his desk dividing you two. He looked just as concerned for you as your co-workers over this recent week and addressed the issue right away.

"What's the matter? You're usually so chipper when you come to work," he said. You were hesitant to tell him, but if you didn't tell him, you'd only be putting yourself in deeper water.

"It's... my grandmother... Vivian. She's sick. She collapsed at home and was taken to the hospital last week because of her illness and... I promised her I'd visit her everyday after work and tell her what I've been doing. But... seeing my grandmother in her current state... it just... it just pains me to see her like that. Even though she's sick she still manages to smile like that," you said.

Your boss nods. "I think I understand. It's not easy dealing with a close family member that's ill. I believe she's just trying to be strong for you because she believes in you. If you're able to do the same for her, it gives her more of a reason to keep smiling... for your sake, anyways," he replied.

"I... I understand. Sorry if I made you all worry," you said. Your boss shook his head, knowing full well you had no intentions of worrying everyone around you. So, after your little chat with him, you left the office and got ready to get back to work. That is until he called your name out. Fearing the worst, you turned around to look at him.

"Why don't you take the rest of the day off? Take some time to wind down. Trust me, it'll do you a whole world of good to relax for today. That's an order," he says.

"Y-Yeah... okay," you nod before heading out. You went towards the elevator and descended down to the first floor. Maybe your boss was right. You couldn't focus on work at all today. The image of your grandmother in her hospital bed, so pale, yet so peaceful, it broke your heart. You cried a little, not wanting to see your grandmother suffer. When the elevator came to a stop at your destination, you wiped away the tears and stepped out.

You walked down the halls and went into the staff changing room where you got out of your uniform and changed into your normal clothes. You came out, looking down as ever. Some of the people who were staying at the hotel were passing you by and took pity on you.

But it was your co-workers who were the most concerned with you. They couldn't even begin to imagine the pain you felt right now. How could things get this bad for you when they were going so well? That's the question you kept pondering about as you left the hotel and headed off to the hospital. With all this free time on your hands, it was easier for you to be there for your ill foster grandmother.

And almost every day, Sunny Flare joined you on your walk to the hospital. Today she was even kind enough to buy some flowers for your sick grandmother and a "get well soon" card.

"I can't thank you enough for being there for me and my grandmother, Sunny. It means so much that you're always tagging along,” you said gratefully.

"You're welcome, deary. I knew you needed some company as this is a difficult time for you. I just feel like you shouldn't be alone right now. After all the times you were there for me, I think it's only fair that I be there for you too. I hope your grandmother gets well soon. She's a very nice lady," Sunny said in a sweet tone.

"She's more than nice, she treats everyone in the city as her family. It's like she's become a pillar of strength for everyone. But… I'm not sure how much longer that pillar can stay standing and it's gotten me even more worried," you replied with worry. "So, thanks for being there for me. But what about your dad? Won't he get mad?"

"Eh, let him be angry. I can't stand him. I'm already 20 years old, yet he treats me like I'm still his little girl. He just doesn't understand me and doesn't even give a shit about anything but his investments and his business,” Sunny sighed irritably.

"I'm sorry to hear that. You know, in a way, it feels like we're both looking out for each other," you replied, giving her some reassurance.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Sunny replied. After the little chat, you noticed that you both arrived at the hospital. You went inside with Sunny and went over to the front desk, asking to see Vivian. The lady at the front desk confirms and points you in the direction of her hospital room, which you knew where it was.

You and Sunny went down the usual path, heading up to the 6th floor, then arrived at her hospital room door marked 60B. You opened up the door and allowed Sunny to enter first "Grandma, I'm back, are you feeling alright?" you asked.

Walking up to her bedside, you could see she looked very tired. She looks to you with her usual warm smile. "Hello, dear. How was work? Aren't you off a little early today?" Vivian asked.

"My boss gave me the rest of the day off. He says I should take some time to wind down and spend some time with you," you replied, sitting at her bedside.

"I'm pleased to know he's so caring of you. It's nice to know there are others who are helping you out. And I see you've brought Sunny with you. How are you, dear?" Vivian asked kindly.

"Very good, thanks for asking. We brought you some flowers and a "get well soon" card," Sunny said, giving your grandma her gifts. She accepts them and reads the card.

"We hope you'll make a full recovery and come back home to us. God bless you," Vivian then sees that Sunny and you wrote your names under it. "This is so sweet of you two. Thank you” she placed the card on the near bedside table. “Can someone get me a vase to put these beautiful flowers you brought me in it?”

“I’ll go and get one,” Sunny offered and left the room to give you and your grandmother some ‘alone’ time.

"Grandma? Are you gonna be okay coming back home?" you asked while holding her hand.

"Not much longer, dear. But, you shouldn't worry so much about little old me. This is your life to live, not mine. You should be out there enjoying your life to the fullest. You're still young and full of energy," she said, stroking your cheek.

"But… I can't. You're still sick and I want to do what I can to help you get better," you replied, trying to hold back the tears.

"My dear grandson, I know you mean well, but there must come a time when a young man or woman must fend for themselves. I'm very happy that you care so much for me, but to me, it doesn't feel right that I'm holding you back from doing the things you love," Vivian replied.

You managed to smile at those kind and wise words your grandmother told you. “Thank you so much, Grandma. That’s very heartwarming of you but you never held me back from doing the things I love. I love taking care of you and it’s only fair. You also took care of me when I was just a baby. I do this because I love you, grandma."

"I love you too, sweetie. Still, if you feel like this is what you want to do, just make sure to even out your schedule between being with me and Sunny. She's a very nice young lady and I can tell she cares deeply about you. Never lose sight of that," Vivian said.

“I won’t Grandma, I promise. Sunny is a great friend to me. I’m happy that she’s here for me.”

"Good. You've made me so proud, dear. I was right to take you in all those years ago," Vivian said before you and her heard the doors opening up. Sunny had come back with the flower vase Vivian asked for. She set it on the table, along with the flowers. "Sunny, thank you. I appreciate all that you've done."

"Think nothing of it, Vivian," Sunny said. "But, if you don't mind me asking, did you ever have someone special to you before you adopted my friend?"

"Oh… now that I think about it, yes. I had someone special many, many years ago,” your Grandma replied. “It seems like only yesterday since I first met him.” She closed her eyes remembering that amazing day.

"He wasn't as wealthy as most men in the city, but he had a lot of heart. His name was Booker. The young man had a dream of becoming a famous author one day. I fancied him and decided to get to know him more. We met long ago when we went to see an orchestra at the Canterlot Grand Theatres. I paid for our tickets and we watched and listened to the splendid orchestra.

He fancied the music simply because it inspired him with ideas on what to write for his next stories, but it also opened his heart towards me even more. By the time I was 33, he asked for my hand in marriage. We were married a year later and I couldn't have been happier. I even told him that I wasn't able to have kids, yet he still chose to be with me.

Even if we couldn't have our own, we had plans of adopting children, a lot of children. Running around, laughing and getting into trouble. Booker and I saved our money, bought ourselves a mansion and kept using the money to make bedrooms for the kids. But then, 10 years later, my husband, Booker… he got sick," Vivian said sadly. "The poor dear was diagnosed with a heart disease that was… detected too late. Booker passed away, 20 years before I adopted you,” she looked at you with small tears in her eyes.

You felt like crying again after hearing the love story of your dear Grandma and you gave her a big hug.

"Thanks dear. You know… if he were here today, he would've given you the biggest hug any proud father or grandfather would ever give," Vivian said, hugging you back.

"I know he would. I don't doubt that at all," you whispered before kissing your grandmother on the cheek. Moments later, a doctor came in.

"I’m sorry, but the visiting hours are over for today," he apologized to you all.

"I'll be back tomorrow, grandma," you said.

"I know you will. Take care, sweetie," Vivian said, smiling. You nod and you took Sunny by the hand, walking out the door together.

Soon, after leaving the hospital, you had no other plans other than to head home since your boss let you go home early. That is, until… "Hey, if you'd like, I could come to your house and fix you up some dinner. Did you eat at all today?" Sunny asked.

The rumbling in your stomach was enough to answer Sunny’s question. "I guess I've been too depressed to eat lately. And I'm still barely learning how to cook. Sure, let's go," you agreed, accepting her offer. You guided her through the city, towards your house.

"I still can't believe your grandmother used to have a husband. I wish we could've met him. He sounded like a really nice guy," Sunny said.

"Me too. If he didn't die from that heart disease, I'd have my very own loving grandfather. But I'm happy to know my grandma made an effort to raise me all by herself. She always looked so content and happy whenever she had me around," you said.

"It's the same with my own mother. Even though I hardly see her because of my stupid dad, I still know she loves me and I love her, too," Sunny said, missing her mother.

"Yeah… I know how you feel," you replied. Sunny looks at you and clings to your arm a little more for some reason. Surely, you felt your heart skipping a beat as she held you close to her. You stared into Sunny's eyes, glittering into the beautiful sunlight. That's when you began to wonder, 'Am I falling for her?' you thought.

"Hey, you okay? Why are you staring at me like that?" Sunny asked, snapping you out of your little trance.

"Y-Yeah, sorry. I guess I kinda spaced out a little," you stuttered, blushing a bit. "All this talk about families has gotten me thinking how… very much alike we are."

"R-Right. S-So, Uhm…still care to show me the way to your home? I don’t exactly know where you live.” Sunny stuttered as well with a sheepish smile.

"Y-Yeah, sure," you nodded.

After some time had passed, you made it back to your house with Sunny. You let her in first before walking in and locking the door behind you. "Well, this is it. Home sweet home."

"Wow. This place looks amazing! Your grandmother lives in this mansion? It's a whole lot bigger than my dad's house, that's for sure," Sunny said, awestruck.

“Do you want me to give you a tour of the mansion?” You offered your guest.

"I don't mind. But let's keep it short.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll only show you the rooms where I spent the majority of my childhood with my Grandmother,” as you gently took her hand, you showed her the bedroom you still sleep in, showing all your stuff, including the picture of you as a baby being held by Vivian. Next, you showed her the library where you always studied during your time at CPA and read stories together with your Grandmother. The Daring Do books are both your favorites.

You also went and showed her Vivian's bedroom. The inside had a classic Victorian bed with thick bed curtains and a big window showing a view of the entire city. Sunny awed at the beautiful sight. “This must be beautiful to see once the stars are out.”

“You read my mind, Sunny. Grandmother always watched the city at night whenever she couldn’t sleep. Watching the city's nightlights and the twinkling stars in the sky, it made her feel relaxed and happy. Sometimes, she'd even invite me in here to watch it all with her whenever I couldn’t sleep..” You looked at the city with the sun slowly lowering over the beautiful mansion.

“That’s really kind of her to do that for you,” Sunny added, standing next to you.

Both of you were looking outside for a little while as Sunny suddenly rested her head on your shoulder.You slightly looked at her, smiling as she had closed her eyes, enjoying the moment of peace and quiet together. Sadly, your stomach had to interrupt the beautiful moment between you two.

"Oh boy, I'd better get dinner ready. How do you feel about having spaghetti with garlic bread?" Sunny asked.

“Sounds good to me, Sunny. It’s been a while since I ate some delicious spaghetti.”

"Alrighty. Spaghetti and garlic bread coming right up." Sunny said excitedly. You quickly guided her back downstairs and into the kitchen, showing her where the ingredients were. "Wow! You sure your grandmother isn't running a catering company?"

"Trust me, people ask that all the time when they come to visit Vivian's mansion. At least they used to before she retired. That's what she told me, anyways," you said.

"I see," she chuckled. "Well then, I'll get started." You nod and you allowed her to do her business while you went into the living room. You quickly set the table for you both before you decided to turn on the TV and see what's on for today. You stopped as you saw one of your favorite TV shows playing: Code Lyoko. You used to watch it with your grandmother all the time when you were a little younger. It was about 5 friends who go to a digital world to fight an evil computer virus called Xana that wants to take over the world.

Cartoon Network had stopped playing all the good shows, but it was a good thing Amazon Video came, otherwise you'd be mad at the world for a petty little thing. However, as hard as you tried to get into the show right now, your mind was still focused on Vivian. Just the thought of seeing her in that state still brought a tear to your eye.

If she makes it out of the hospital, you're gonna start making some changes and help her out with all of the housework. As you were thinking of all the chores you can do in the mansion you started to smell something delicious coming from the kitchen.

“Hmm, Sunny must’ve started working on the sauce,” you assumed and licked your lips. "She must be an amazing cook to make the spaghetti smell that good. Maybe she picked up that skill from her mom?" You were tempted to enter the kitchen and help her out and secretly hoping that you would get a small taste of the spaghetti sauce that she was making.

But you remembered how you almost burnt down the kitchen when you tried to make pancakes for Vivian when you were younger. So you decided to play it safe and watched the rest of the episode of Code Lyoko. Eventually, the wait was over.

"Okay, come and get it!" Sunny called out. You jumped up from your seat and went into the kitchen, finding Sunny with two plates of freshly homemade spaghetti and garlic bread. "Dinner is served."

"Ooh, looks good. And smells good, too," you replied while sniffing, your stomach growled even louder. Sunny chuckled, handing you your plate. Then you two left to take a seat on the dining room table, ready to chow down. "Oh, did you want a drink with this?" you asked.

“Sure, I’d like to have some lemonade."

"Gotcha, one lemonade coming right up," you said before getting out of your chair. You went into the kitchen and got the supplies needed to make lemonade, as well as the lemons. It took a mere few minutes before you had a whole pitcher ready for her and poured her a glass before serving yourself some. You walked back to the dining table and handed her a glass. “Here you go, Sunny, one cup of freshly-squeezed lemonade!”

“Thank you, deary,” she smiled and gladly took her glass. “How about we do a toast?”

"Sure," you agreed, lifting up your glass.

"A toast to pray for your grandmother's recovery and to our friendship," Sunny said.

"Cheers," you replied as you clanked your glass with hers before both of you took a sip. Sunny's eyes lit up like the 4th of July.

"Wow, this tastes delicious," she said.

"Thanks. Truth be told, lemonade's one of my specialties. I tried it out once with a little help from my grandma because when I was little I wanted to open up my own lemonade stand. I was raising some money so I could get a new bike when I was 8. Even though she was rich, I wanted to prove I can work to earn my own money. And I did and was able to buy my dream bike and rode it like there was no tomorrow."

"Amazing. You're quite the mass achiever," Sunny said, impressed before taking a bite of the spaghetti she made. You took a couple of bites of your bread and spaghetti, giving into the fantastic taste. She did a really great job in cooking this dish.

"Of course," you said after gulping down some of your food. "Eventually, I literally grew out of my bike and I didn't have the heart to part with it. It was the first bike I ever got in my childhood. So, my grandma put my bike down in the basement, or as we call it: The Museum. Yeah, she's collected a lot of things in her time. Including her own childhood bike. That's where she set mine at. Right next to hers."

"Aww, that's so sweet. I never knew she was that caring. You know, I kinda envy you," Sunny said, looking down at her food, still keeping a smile. "Even though you were adopted, you still had a wonderful life. I wish I could've been part of your paradise."

"Sunny, you already are," you said, reassuring her by patting her hand. You saw her blushing a little from your compliment.

“Thank you,” she smiled sincerely but it quickly turned into a frown. “I just wished that we stayed in contact after we graduated from Crystal Prep.”

“You’re here now, Sunny and that’s what matters to me. I’m glad you’re here, having dinner with me this evening.”

Sunny didn't realize it at first, but from the moment you said those words, her heart skipped a beat and her face felt like it was on fire, yet she didn't care. Her smile became brighter with happiness… content… and other things that made her feel good. Now she found herself holding your hand. You blushed a bit, realizing you were on the same boat. It appears that both of you were falling for each other.

You and Sunny never looked away from each other. The setting sun outside the window made the evening even more fitting as you both leaned in towards each other. Your eyes closed slowly and finally, your lips met with hers. And soon, you sealed your first kiss with the girl you've fallen in love with.

The moment felt like it lasted for an eternity. When you both broke the kiss, you and Sunny stared at each other with content smiles. Not another word was said and the two of you enjoyed your dinner.

Some time after finishing your meal, it was time for Sunny to go home, as much as she hated the idea of leaving. "Well, I guess I'll see you next time," you said.

"Yeah. Thanks for having me over. Tomorrow, I'll meet you at the hospital entrance. We can tell your grandma the good news," Sunny replied.

"Oh, she'll be so happy to hear it. But, are you sure you'll be fine walking home?" you asked.

"Do you really want to feel the wrath of my dad up close and personal? I'd rather you don't follow me otherwise he might tase you,” Sunny pointed out

"Yeesh, talk about overprotective. He needs a reality check."

"Amen to that. Anyways, thanks again, deary. Take care now, okay?" Sunny then planted a kiss on your cheek and left. You waved goodbye to her as she walked out and headed home. You sighed and went back inside the house, locking up and getting to work on cleaning up and turning in for the night.

The next day, around 1:00 PM you were eating your lunch while sending some loving messages to Sunny. You both were making plans on where you two should meet to visit your Grandmother and tell her the amazing news.

But then, your phone started ringing and it was from a number you didn't recognize. But it said it was from Canterlot City, so you answered it. "Hello?" you asked.

On the other line, a man was asking for your name and you confirmed it. "I'm calling from the Canterlot City Hospital. I'm… I'm afraid I have some bad news about your grandmother." Your heart dropped as if it was crushed by a heavy stone.

"What happened?" you asked, worried.

"Vivian's condition is far worse than we thought. We've tried our best, but I'm afraid she's only got a short time left to live. I'm really sorry, sir," the doctor said over the phone.

"Oh no…" you said, tears running down your face. "I… I'll be right there, thanks for letting me know, doctor." you said before hanging up. You grabbed your stuff in a hurry and bolted out of the house, but made sure to lock it before dashing off. You texted Sunny the bad news about your ill grandmother and told her to meet you at the hospital ASAP.

Afterwards, you can only hope your legs would carry you as far as they could at the pace you were running. "Just hold on a little longer, grandma! I'm coming! I'll be there soon! Just don't die on me!" you exclaimed internally, tears still running down your face.

You were able to arrive outside the hospital in half the time. To your surprise, Sunny was there… but so was her father. And as she said last night, he had a taser in his hand. "You…" the man said with a cold tone. "Did I not tell you that no common filth was allowed to date my daughter? Must I make an example out of you?" he asked, turning on his taser.

"Daddy! Stop! He's not a bad guy, now let me go!" Sunny said, trying to get loose of her father's grip, but to no avail.

"Silence! This little wretch has poisoned your mind! And I don't take kindly to those who would dare take advantage of my daughter!"

"Take advantage? Are you serious?! Dude, she's a freaking adult, she's not your little girl anymore and plus, you're the reason she's unhappy! Now, move aside, my grandma needs me!" you argued.

"Don't you talk back to me like that, you little cretin! I’m her father! I know what's best for her! Sunny is my daughter and you are nothing more than common trash! Now I'm only gonna say this once: Stay away!" he persisted, putting his taser close to your face. But then, Sunny stepped in and kicked her dad in the balls, making him lose his grip on his taser and toppled over in pain.

"Come on!" Sunny said hastily. You nod and follow her inside the hospital. You quickly asked the lady at the front desk if you could see Vivian. She nods and you and Sunny head up to the 6th floor using the elevator. You ran towards the room your grandmother was in and quietly walked inside, looking upon the horror in front of you.

Vivan was just laying there, pale as can be. The monitor was beeping slowly, her heart was clearly getting slower by the minute. Her smile was not found on her face. Her breathing was faint, eyes closed. You went over, crying over her. "Grandma? C...Can you hear me?" you asked, stroking her hand. Her eyes open up and look at you. Her smile returns.

"My. . .dear. So good to see you. . . one final time," Vivian said in her weakened state.

"Grandma. I… I have some good news. Sunny… Sunny and I…" you tried to tell her, but her current state made you choke on your words.

"Your grandson's my new boyfriend, Ms. Vivian. That's what he meant to say," Sunny said.

"Oh. . . how wonderful! I'm. . . so proud of you," Vivian said, relieved. "I can't. . . wait. . . to tell my. . . dear Booker. . . how much you've grown."

"Grandma! Please, don't leave me! I'll take care of you! I'll do all the housework! I'll cook for you, I’ll do anything for you! Just whatever you do, don't die on me! Please!" you begged, weeping at her bedside.

"Now, now, dear. Don't you see? You did help me. You gave me. . . everything I could. . . ever want in life: a family. And in doing so. . . you made me feel loved. You made. . . my life worth living to the fullest. Now. . . I'm going home." Vivian said.

"But… but you've done so much for me!" you weeped some more, holding her hand.

"And. . . it was my greatest pleasure. . . knowing I raised. . . my miracle grandson," she replied with her brightest smile. She used her remaining strength into her other hand and held yours. "Now. . . it's time for you. . . to live your own life. . . to the fullest. Goodbye. . . my sweet, sweet little boy. And you too, Sunny Flare. . . Take good care. . . of my grandson."

"I… I will, Vivian. Goodbye," Sunny said, walking up and standing next to you.

If there was ever a chance for you to say goodbye, it was now. "G...Goodbye grandma… I love you so much," you said, choked up. You still held her hand for a little while longer until… she let go and her monitor flatlined. Now… Vivian was truly at peace as she died in your hands… with a beautiful smile. You put your deceased grandmother's hand down and sobbed loudly.

Sunny, who was standing beside you, couldn’t hold in her tears anymore. They started flowing down her cheeks as she grabbed you in a warm, comforting hug. Both of you cried over the loss of your dear, sweet grandmother. She was such an amazing woman and to lose such a loving lady, it tore you up inside just as much as it did with Sunny. But, on the bright side, at least you all got to say goodbye.

You just wish it didn't have to be so soon.

As One Cycle Ends, A New One Begins

Author's Note

Sorry for the VERY long wait. Writers block is a real pain, but props to Frost the Herin for helping me with this story and as always, thank you for your patience and support, remember to stay tuned for more stories to come and remember to keep bronying on.

As One Cycle Ends, A New One Begins

Two weeks have gone by since the day your grandmother, Vivian has passed away. Everyone in all of Canterlot City heard all about the news and were just as devastated as you were. Your boss even decided to give you some paid time off since she was the only family you ever had. This gave you plenty of time to set up a nice, memorable funeral for her. Vivian was a very reasonable, friendly and peaceful woman both in business and as a loving wife to her husband, Booker, whom she's now reunited with and a loving grandmother.

Of course, because it was her who passed on, everyone who was involved with her wanted to pay their respects and the church could only hold so many people. So, for the next best thing, the funeral has now taken place at Canterlot City Central Square, right where the fountain was.

Pictures of Vivian were displayed all around the fountain, so people would get one last look at the woman who cared for so many people. You sat at the North side, along with Sunny Flare and her friends and former classmates of Crystal Prep. Yes, even her father was there, but he was being watched carefully after that fiasco from the hospital, so at least he won't try anything reckless.

Anyways, with the crowds all gathered together, the mayor of the city, Ivory Scroll, began her speech on behalf of Vivian. "As you all may know, today is a sad day for us all. For we have all lost a dear friend who's been there for us in more ways than we can count. Some of us cherished her kind ways, some of us… took her for granted,

In truth, you never know how good you've got it, until you've truly lost it. Vivian was always the kind of lady who saw the good in just about all of us. She wanted to change the world in her own way and she's done it so well. My only regret is not having the chance to thank her in person. And so now, to our dearly departed friend, we would like to give our humblest and deepest gratitude to dear Vivian. Thank you for always caring for us and encouraging us to make a brighter, better future." Ivory's speech received an applause from the people of the city and she closed her eyes for a few brief moments.

"And now, her only living relative," Ivory said, calling your name, "...would like to say a few words to honor his grandmother's memory. Please, come on up." You got up slowly from your seat and got a pat on the back from Sunny as a bit of a boost.

You looked back with a small, sad smile, then went up to the mic and saw the hundreds, maybe thousands of eyes staring up at you, but it didn't phase you at all. "Thank you, Ivory," you said before clearing your throat. "My grandmother was an amazing woman. If anyone should be eternally grateful to her, it's her own grandson. I never had a mom and dad, aunt and uncle, no cousins, or even siblings. But I always had her and nothing can ever change that. I'll never forget the kindness she showed me back when I was just a baby.”

"She would tell me stories of how she grew up, what her family was like, what she wanted to do growing up and the problems she endured. I'm happy to say that… I'm glad she didn't endure it all alone. She was a strong, independent, loving and caring woman. When her time finally came, a part of me still wanted to hold onto her. I will always hold dear the wonderful woman who impacted not just my life, but everyone else's lives. My grandmother will always hold a special place in all our hearts for the many sacrifices she made for all of us. But don't think of this as a "farewell," think of it as a small ‘goodbye until we meet again.’ My grandma Vivian may be gone, but her entire world will keep on spinning and her legacy will keep living on."

After finishing your speech, everyone got up from their seats and applauded you while you took a bow, trying to fight back the tears. With your speech all wrapped up, it was time for some of the other people in the audience to speak out how they felt about Vivian and what she did that changed their lives.

One of those people, shockingly, was Sunny Flare's own father and his speech was what threw you off-guard. "I don't normally show a lot of emotion and whatnot. And for personal reasons. But after what happened two weeks ago, I can honestly say… I was devastated. But I was caught up in my own selfishness and pride to realize just how much Vivian, my idol, my pillar of strength, meant to me, to everyone… and even to her own grandson. Even if they were not blood related, she never hesitated to do the right thing. She made a lot of choices in her time that I thought I could do as well, but… that was plain ignorance. I lost sight of the one thing she fought for the most: happiness."

"And so, I'd like to say to her dear grandson… I'm sorry. I wish I could apologize to Vivian herself, but it seems… I was too late. But I will promise this: to ensure that I fight for what truly matters… and be there for the people who are important to me. And promises are something that I never break."

After he gave his speech, you stood up and clapped for him, as did Sunny, her friends and then everyone in Canterlot City. Sunny's father bowed and took his seat. Now, it was time for the hardest task for you to do: bury your grandmother. Her coffin was placed next to the stand with her peaceful smile still dawned on her. It still brings a tear to your eye knowing she died happy.

Later, upon arriving at the cemetery, you helped unload Vivian's coffin with the help of Sunny, her friends and father, then slowly lowered her into the hole where she may now rest in peace. The gravekeeper then filled up the hole and all you could do is watch. Sunny hugged and kissed you on the cheek for comfort.

Soon, the job was done and the funeral… had ended. "Come along. I'll give you a ride home if you'd like," Sunny's father offered. You nod, not saying a word and followed him and Sunny to his car. You sat in the back seat as did Sunny. Her dad turned on the engine and drove off. You still couldn't believe she was gone. The only family you ever had. You didn't know what was gonna happen to you now.

Later on, you finally arrived home. You thanked Sunny's father for the ride and went up to the front door of your house. Sunny sat there, concerned for you. "If you want… I suppose you could stay with him if you want," her father said.

"W-What?" Sunny asked. "Dad, are you saying what I think you just said?" She wanted to make double sure her mind wasn't playing tricks on her. For a long time now, her father has been so controlling and demanding, making her life so miserable, so for him to allow her to stay with you almost sounds too good to be true.

"He needs you more than I do. You're all grown up, so… go ahead," he confirmed.

Sunny Flare wasn't dreaming… this was for real. She hugged her dad before getting out of the car and running up to you. But as she got out, she noticed a strange man in a business suit coming up to you. "Excuse me, you're Vivian's grandson, are you not?" the man asked.

"Y-Yeah?" you confirmed.

"I was your grandmother's attorney. May I please come in?"

"I… I guess," you said, confused.

Sunny was also confused as well. Soon, you let in Vivian's lawyer and Sunny and walked inside, closing the door. "I know this seems a little too sudden, sir, what with the funeral and all, but I have a message for you from Vivian," the man said.

"A message?" you asked.

"Yes, that's right," the lawyer confirmed. He opened up his briefcase and took out a DVD, which was kept in a see-through case. "She wanted me to give this to you after the services were over. She said it was a "special gift."

"O… Okay then," you said. You got the DVD and put it in the DVD player before turning on the TV and sitting down.

Sunny sat down next to you. "What do you think this present is?" She asked. You shrugged not knowing yourself what it could be. The TV gets all static, but then it reveals a video of your grandma, adjusting a camera before sitting down at the foot of her bed.

"Grandma!" you said in shock.

"My dearest grandson," Vivian said in the video. "If you're watching this, then you know my time has finally come. I know you're upset over losing me, but it's a phase that everyone must go through before moving on. But I want you to know this: Ever since the day I adopted you from the orphanage, I was the happiest lady alive. You've given me so much joy and comfort and here you are, all grown up, becoming a respectable citizen. Your grandfather Booker would be so proud of you. And so unto this message, I have a "special gift" for you I'd like to share."

"Gr...Grandma," you said, tears coming down your face again.

Vivian cleared her throat and began to recite a poem

"We met it seems, such a short time ago,

You looked at me, needing me so,

Yet from your sadness, our happiness grew,

And I found out, I needed you too,

I remember how we used to play,

I recall… those rainy days,

The fire's glow, that kept us warm

And now, I find… we're both alone,

Goodbye may seem forever, farewell is like the end, but in my heart's a memory.

And there… you'll always be."

At the end of that beautiful poem you couldn’t find the words to say how beautiful the poem was that your loving Grandmother read for you. You latched onto Sunny and hugged her tightly, quietly sobbing. Sunny hugged you back, shedding tears as well. Vivian's words, once again, have touched your heart and now, she's given you the strength to carry on and move forward.

'Thank you, grandma! Thank you so much… for loving me and for those wonderful times we shared together!' You thought in your head. The lawyer just sat there and let you and Sunny have your tender moment.

It has now been three months since your grandmother's death. Since then, you've been carrying on her legacy by helping those in need. Even after getting a massive inheritance from Vivian's will, you made sure it was used properly. Needless to say, the people of Canterlot City were happy to know that they were still in good hands. Sunny even helped you deliver huge stacks of cash to people who were struggling with debts.

Homeless shelters were being remodeled, fresh food was being prepared and even unfortunate families who had children that wanted to get into college were given the proper tuitions to secure their future.

Needless to say, your good rep did not go unnoticed when you were put all over the news. Right now, you were at home, watching TV. You kept Vivian's mansion the same as it was, just for sentimental reasons. At the end of the day, you always preferred enjoying the peace and quiet rather than mingling with Canterlot City nobles. Suddenly, you heard the doorbell. You got up from the couch and went over to see who it was. You looked through the peephole and saw Sunny Flare.

You opened the door, getting a look at your gorgeous girlfriend. "Hi, Sunny. Wow, you look pretty amazing," you complimented. She had on a fancy, shiny burgundy dress and looked so grown up in it.

"Thanks, babe. You look pretty good yourself.” Sunny complimented as you allowed her to enter the mansion. She gives you a kiss and the two of you sit down on the couch. "How was your day so far? Did anything good happen?"

"It was fine, I paid a visit to the orphanage I used to live in and almost got trampled by a bunch of these little kids, very precious," you said remembering that fond moment.

"Well, get used to it. You're famous now. All those people you helped really owe you their thanks for those generous donations. Just don't donate all of your money, you gotta save some of it to help secure your own future." Sunny advised.

"Noted. So, what shall we do tonight?" you asked.

"I was thinking of something simple, like… maybe some pizza?" Sunny asked with hopeful eyes.

"You read my mind," you chuckled, making Sunny smile at you.

You took out your phone and dialed the number of your favorite Pizza place. “Thank you for calling Pizza Planet, good evening. How may I serve you?” Replied a kind female voice.

“Good Evening, I’d like to order two large Pizzas please. And a two liter Pepsi.”

“What kind of Pizzas would you like on them, sir?” The woman asked as you heard her taking a pen and paper.

“I would like one Pepperoni and one pineapple pizza, please.”

“Ok, and how would you like your pizzas?”

You looked back at Sunny Flare who smirked at you as if she knew what you were going to say. “Extra thicc.”

“Noted and where do you want us to deliver your pizzas, sir?” You told her your address as she wrote it down. “Thank you sir, your pizza shall be delivered in 30 minutes.”

“Thank you, ma’am. Have yourself a wonderful evening.”

“Thank you, sir and have a good evening as well.” She replied before you both ended the call and put your phone back in your pocket..

"Okay, it should be here in 30 minutes. What do you say we watch a movie together?" you offered.

"I could go for a movie. You got Disney+?" Sunny asked. "I'm in a Disney mood and wanna watch some of the old movies."

"Sure thing, which one do you wanna watch?" you asked.

"Hmm… I wanna watch this one movie that's piqued my interest: Robin Hood," Sunny said.

"As you wish," you nodded, grabbing the remote.

You changed the channel of the TV and put on some Disney+ and searched for the movie that your lovely girlfriend wanted to see. After you found the movie and pressed ‘play’ you took a big, blue fleece blanket out the nearest closet and covered you and Sunny with it on the sofa. You snuggled together under the blanket as you both cozingly watched the classic Disney film play.

"By the way… my dad told me something before I came here," Sunny said. "He said that he was wrong about you. About everything. He shouldn't have been so hard on you without giving you a chance to show how much of a great man you are."

"We all make mistakes. It's just part of life. What matters most, is that we learn from them in order to become a better person. And I think your father made the right choice of acknowledging his wrong decisions” You told Sunny as you already forgave her father and not holding a grudge on him.

“Since when did you become such a wise person?” Sunny teased.

“I guess my Grandmother’s wisdom is rubbing off on me.” You chuckled.

"She was very lucky to adopt you," Sunny said.

"And I was lucky to have her. Same goes for you, Sunny. And I love you," you said.

"I love you too," she replied, staring at you lovingly.

You lean in and so does Sunny, both of your lips touch together as hugging each other. This time, the kiss felt more passionate and Sunny soon sat on your lap, continuing to kiss you. But sadly, your fun was interrupted by the doorbell.

“Ah, the pizzas have arrived. I’ll get the door.” You said and quickly stood up and headed for the front door.

After receiving the pizzas and your drink from the delivery guy you quickly paid him along with a nice tip. You could tell your delivery guy looked like he was in his college years and this is probably a part-time job to pay his debts. So hopefully the tip you left him would be enough to help him out a little bit.

"Thanks a bunch, man. I owe you one," he said, gratefully.

"Don't worry about it. It's the least I can do," you replied. After he hands you the pizzas and Pepsi, you both bid each other goodbye and then closed the door. You walked back to the living room and placed the pizzas and soda on the coffee table. "Dinner… is served."

"Mmm, smells good. I can't wait to eat," Sunny said. "I'm gonna go and get some cups." She then gets out of the blankets and goes into the kitchen, grabbing two cups and then came back in.

You sat down with Sunny and poured her some Pepsi first, then yourself. You both opened up the boxes and took out your slices. "To us, babe," you said, lifting your cup up. She raises her cup as well and clinks it with yours. You both took a sip and ate your pizzas as the movie continued on. Sunny snuggled nicely next to you while enjoying her slice of pizza. You took some more sips of your soda and more bites of your pizza.

Some time after the movie had ended and all of your soda was gone, but some of your pizza remained, you and Sunny looked at each other. "So, how did you like it?" You asked.

"It was better than I thought. We should do this more often. By the way, do you think maybe we head up to your room? There's… something I've been meaning tell you lately," Sunny asked, staring at you with her big, beautiful eyes. You always loved it when she gave you that cute, loving stare.

"Sure, why not," you reply. You take Sunny by the hand and both of you walk upstairs, taking a left down the hallway and entering your bedroom.

You let Sunny in first before entering and closing the door behind you. She sat over on your bed and you sat next to her. "You know, ever since I met you, I could tell there was something different about you. I mean, you were one of the top students of Crystal Prep, yet you didn't go along with Cinch's beliefs. At first, I thought you were just… well… naive, but then again, deep down, I was getting sick and tired of Cinch's crap, too. She definitely crossed the line after the Friendship Games. What Principle would blackmail a student into joining the Friendship Games for a chance at Everton? That’s just wrong on so many levels.”

"Sometimes, there are some people in this world who let success go to their heads. Whether we have a reason for it or not, it still doesn't justify our wrong-doings," you said.

"I know, but there was nothing we could do to change her ways. But back on the subject of us, I feel like my whole life has become much easier since I met you. You treated me like I mattered, you were there for me when my dad used to control me and now, here we are… a happy couple with everything we could ever want: each other. Well, except for one thing," Sunny said.

"What's that?"

"Our… first time," Sunny Flare blushed after bringing up the subject. "I think… I'm ready to take the next big step with you." Her hand was placed on your lap, close to your crotch, making you blush with her. “I want you, deary. P-please take me.”

Your face turned even a darker shade of red as you gently caressed her cheek, showing her that you were ready as well. “I’ll show you… what an amazing girl you really are.” You pressed your lips against hers as you both gently started making out. Sunny leaned in to the point of laying you down on the bed with her on top of you. Your tongues danced together and your hands explored each other's bodies.

Sunny stopped for a moment and got off the bed, making you curious. She then grabbed the straps of her dress and pulled them down, letting her dress fall to the ground and displayed her fully naked figure to you.

"No way… y-you mean to tell me you didn't have any panties on or bra when you came here? Then that means that you wanted to do it tonight," you assumed. Sunny nods as you caught on pretty quick. "Oh, Sunny, I don't know what I'd do without you." You then grabbed your shirt and took it off, then removed your pants and boxers until you were just as naked as she was. Sunny checked you out, liking how healthy your body looked before climbing in bed with you and resumed making out.

You caressed and groped every inch of Sunny's soft, smooth body, making her moan. Sunny didn’t hesitate and explored your strong and handsome body with her soft hands as well during your makeout.

Next, after you finished, Sunny giggled seductively before turning around to face your cock. It was already standing at attention and Sunny was impressed at the size of your girth. Meanwhile her pussy was dripping wet and looked good enough to eat. You leaned upwards and slurped at your girlfriend's glistening slit. She moaned cutely and so you slurped it some more.

“Oooh, that’s the spot, right there, deary. Keep going. You’re turning me on!!!” She moaned loudly before diving in and slurping up your monster dick.

'Dear god, that feels good!' you thought. You kept slurping up her dripping vulva, squeezing and caressing her cute butt. The good old-fashioned 69 position felt extraordinary. Her warm mouth and tongue caressed your cock like nothing you've ever imagined. You can also taste how good her juices are as they flow out of her womanly area and onto your taste buds.

Suddenly, a nice tingling sensation ran through your body when Sunny grabbed your balls and fondled them carefully. How she's gotten so good with her hands or where she learned this from, you don’t know but it feels heavenly.

And judging from her moaning, you were doing a bang-up job making her feel good, too. You slurped up more of Sunny's juices greedily, enjoying the taste of sweet heaven. You went farther beyond by probing her insides with your tongue. Sunny's inner walls tightened up as she began to deep-throat you. You can only be thinking what your grandmother would say about this. If you know her well, and of course, you do know her well, she'd be immensely proud of you.

Just then, you felt Sunny's pussy get tighter around your tongue and pressure building up in your ballsack. “S-Sunny, I’m gonna cum.”

Immediately Sunny stopped sucking your member and massaging your balls. "No, not yet. Not in my mouth," she replied. Afterwards, she turned herself around to face you again. "I want it in here." she points to her pussy as she spreads it wide open. You grab your cock while she moves her pussy directly above your meat rod.

"Are you ready, babe?" you asked.

"More than I've ever been. And, for the record… I've taken a pill," Sunny pointed out.

"Wait, what?" you asked, wondering if you misheard her.

"Yup. I love you, babe, but I'm not ready to be a mom… at least, not yet anyways."

"That's true. I've still got a lot of stuff I want to do and I have all the time in the world to do so. Especially with you."

"Truer words were never said. Now, show me how much you love me," Sunny's confidence and conviction just felt so comforting. Tonight was gonna be a hell of a ride for the two of you.

You nod and lower her down, slowly as your member carefully entered her love cave and eventually broke past her hymen. Sunny gasped loudly and gritted her teeth in pain.

"Are you okay? Does it hurt?" you asked, worried.

"A little, but I'll manage. Let’s keep going, babe. I want you and I trust you,” she assured you. You nodded carefully thrusted in and out of her tight passage. Sunny moaned and groaned, the pain was still there, but it didn't feel as bad as before. Soon, the pain was gone, the only thing she felt now was pleasure and ecstasy. Sunny then started moving her hips in sync with your thrusts. Your hands caressed her beautiful, naked body from her cute, sexy butt to her soft, bouncing breasts.

"God, your breasts feel amazing, love!" You moaned. Sunny blushed and rode you faster, smiling down at you while biting her lower lip.

“Your dick feels so amazing inside me!” Sunny said through her moans. “ Don’t stop now, I’m on fire and I want more!!!”

Obeying your girlfriend, you increased your thrusts inside her as her tongue started to roll out of her mouth from all the love and intimacy. You grab her two ass cheeks and plow her deeper, getting all the right spots inside her. You then smacked Sunny's plump ass cheeks hard, making her yelp. She goes into full-on horny mode and leans down, sucking on your neck. Your body shivers and tingles. Your hips move faster in sync, her juices lubing your member nicely, allowing you to slide in and out easier.

You gritted your teeth a little as you wanted to remain strong from the sweet love bite that Sunny is giving you in your neck. She then pulls away and admires her little handiwork on your neck. Now it was your turn to give one to her. While latching onto Sunny's neck, you switched positions and had her pinned down underneath you.

Now you're in total control, rutting her insides good and sucking on her soft, vulnerable neck, making her holler like a bitch in heat. She wraps her legs around your waist, causing you to thrust so deep, you reach inside her womb. Sunny could barely keep herself together. Soon, you let go of her neck, and admire the lovely love bite you gave her. You go into overdrive and hug her, emitting loud, wet slaps. She hangs onto you for dear life, letting out throaty moans.

"I love you! I love you!! Oh god, I love you so much!!!" Sunny moaned.

"I love you too, babe! I'm… I'm gonna cum!!!" you grunted.

"Do it! Fill me up! Give it all to me!" Sunny screamed. You nodded and relentlessly plowed her harder, making the bed rock back and forth. You felt the pressure in your balls again and pushed further, building up the tension. Sunny's pussy hugged your cock tightly, unwilling to let go. Sunny's arms and legs held you in place.

Finally, the ecstasy hit you hard as her juices sprayed all over your cock. You groaned from the amazing sensation and shot huge loads of your sticky seed into her wanting love chambers. Sunny screamed at the top of her lungs, feeling her insides being filled to the brim. Your cock flared and throbbed, pumping more loads inside your girlfriend. No doubt you knew it was gonna happen after that. You feel her stomach bulging out, you look and see that she looked at least 3 months pregnant and how much you emptied out.

Drenched in sweat and all wiped out, you just sat there, trying to catch your breath. "Wow...that was totally…. Amazing!!!”

"Just… like you. Oh wow, you really filled me up good. If I wasn't on that pill, I'd be knocked up for sure," Sunny said, exhausted. You laid yourself down next to her and stared up at the ceiling with her, holding hands together. "Hun, I gotta ask. Did you ever… find out about your real parents, you know… the people who brought you into this world?"

"No, in fact, I never really thought about them up until now. I'm not sure why they put me up for adoption, but to be honest, I'm not sure what to think of them. Whether I should be proud… or even ashamed… or… I don't know, really." you explained.

"Well, would you like to find out what they were like?" Sunny asked.

"One day, perhaps. But, you know… I'm happy with the family I once had when Vivian adopted me all those years ago. It's thanks to her that I got to meet the prettiest, most smartest girl who graduated Crystal Prep. And now I've got you by my side, even when times get tough for me. Sunny Flare… I love you so much," you say, pulling her into a kiss.

"I love you, too," she whispers to you, after breaking the kiss. For the rest of the night, the two of you spent it, cuddling together. While from up above, way up in the clouds, your grandmother is smiling down on you, as well as her dear husband, Booker.

"We're so proud of you," their spirits echoed.