Click. The woman before the beaten computer screen flicked her thumb over the lens of her web-cam, effectively concluding her video post. The chair she sat in thumped its legs roughly against the worn wood floor as it heaved to the woman leaning back. A hard sigh parted between her uncolored lips, which started to make her head crane backwards and let her fire-esque hair drape down the face of the chair. The only light that came about in the dank room was from the computer monitor's dull, dark screen putting a boxy shaped light over the woman's silken skin.

Her hands drew against her face and wiped down her cheeks, pricking the tips of her nails against her eyes and feeling the weighted bags that had built up there. Continuing to wipe down, she brushed the palms of her hands against the lace of her brassiere. At just the touch, her hands flicked out in front of her and she scrunched her face in disgust. "When was the last time I took a shower...?" murmuring to herself before sniffing at the flats of her palms once, she quickly turned her monitor off.

Alone now in complete darkness, she pushed her chair back and stood to her feet. A light crack went through the room as her legs adjusted to finally standing upright after nearly five hours of bent computer work. The dark of the room shuffled with dull sounds as she made way to a nearby wall; feeling against the wooden siding to make her way. Her fingers soon found and laced around the cool knob of a door and nudged it open.

As the door went open, light pushed the darkness of her study gone and set a full body glow to Sunset Shimmer's body. A black, rather formal brassiere clasped against her more modest chest while her more private regions were obscured by gray-tone sweat-shorts. A wince came from Sunset as the light nearly blacked out her eye sight right from the get-go. Her hands clapped against her eyes in attempt to stop the light and help her adjust. It took her a moment, but she finally dropped her hands back to her sides and opened her sharp green eyes with a perturbed groan.

Step by step she went down the stairs away from her study and raked her fingers through her hair; marveling at how thick it had gotten over the past few days. At the foot of the stairs, against the banister, she found a crumbled note. Sunset ripped it from the tape that was binding it to the banister and looked to read it, her eyes still a mixed of dazed, groggy, and blurred from her 'wild night' at the computer.

Dear SS,

I tried to get you to come down and visit with everyone else, but you were busy 'studying' I guess. Oh well. There's always next time.

Spike and I will be back tomorrow, so don't make too much to eat since we'll probably bring you back something from Canterlot.

Stay safe and please don't make a mess of the library.

-Twilight.

Twilight... As much as Sunset hated her, she had to at least be grateful for the hospitality Twilight gave her. When she set out to move into town, Sunset didn't have any sort of plans of where to go or what to do. It was Twilight who rented her out a spare loft-like area in the library for Sunset to use as she please. Thus, overly the few months, she did. Boarding up the area and applying wards of magic to prevent anyone from entering her 'territory'; she was more-or-less an interesting house guest.

Still, Sunset Shimmer put the note neatly into a pile of other notes Twilight had left her on a nearby table. Alone for the night and the rest of tomorrow... Sunset's mind drew to what it had always done in times like these...

Click.

"Tonight on 'La Putain de Fraude', Taylor finds Mac is cheating on her... with her brother!" Sunset gasped playfully and reclined back against her favorite chair, a bowl of popcorn popping in her green glowing hand.

Easy to make popcorn, her favorite soap opera, and no one to tell her to get dressed more casually in a pretty public place? This was what Sunset Shimmer called a perfect Sunday Night. As she sat there, popping kernels of corn with her heating magic, a smile of bliss came to her along with a lidded stare at the television. "There's nothing that can beat this... perfect moment..." she sighed, her shoulders rounding against her neck as she drifted lower against her seat.

Amidst her calm state, the show continued on. A scene came to the screen of two of the characters embracing tenderly as a heartwarming string of music accompanied them in the background. Sunset let off a sweet 'aww' as she watched the scene and batted her eyes, playfully enjoying herself as she would. However, she stopped herself and started turning a hot red, hairs raising against the back of her neck, and her chest tightening beyond her control. On the screen of the television, the two had stopped embracing and had moved their lips closer together, taking one another into a passionate kiss.

Sunset felt the burning and twisting of her body growing more and more at each second, causing her to fumble a hand to the remote and flicker as fast as she could through the channels in whichever direction she could. Safely on the home-shopping channel, she dropped the remote and let her head drop back with a grand sigh. It took her a moment to register it, but when she reached to take a nip at one of the pieces of popcorn, she found that the piece she had as well as every piece inside the bowl had been burned to an ashy crisp. Sunset flopped the bowl to the ground and looked back at the TV with a great loss of interest.

"--Act now, and we'll send you two personalized vibrators, free!"

BANG! The television imploded on itself into wires and scraps. "You be quiet...!" Sunset Shimmer hissed at the commercial, or what was left of it as smoke trailed off from her index finger and the green glow pulsating around it.

Author's Note

Who wouldn't want to date this "firecracker"?! But who will it be and how will they swoop in and make her swoon next chapter? Find out next time in the exciting, and (hopefully) hot chapter next. (Next chapter will be 4,000-7,000.)