Sunset touched the cold stone of the statue, all it would take would be a single word to twilight and the book, her book, the representation of all her memories with Celestia, would tear apart the laws that Starswirl had seen in creating a stable portal and open the way home.
Her hands ran along the smooth stone. But then she would leave her friends. Never able to compete with Rainbow Dash, never able to stand proud with Applejack, never able to laugh with Pinkie Pie, never able to go shopping with Rarity, never able to be comforted by Fluttershy.
But if she didn't, she wouldn't see Celestia ever again, never be nuzzled by her, never be held in her wings. Applejack had one asked her if she was afraid of going back to her, once maybe but not anymore. She might not be the Princess that Celestia had sought to create, but she had become something else, something Celestia could never imagine.
Twilight of course would remain her friend no matter what, but it was like having a friend you could only see online right now, and that had never been something she sought, it just wasn't very...pony. So even if she chose Home and Family over Friendship, she wouldn't have no friends.
Her hands continued to run along the smooth surface of the portal. Twilight had friends too, friends so very much like her own, but she they weren't the same, similar but not the same, and they were Twilight’s friends not hers, would it really be so easy to integrate herself into Twilight’s little group if that’s what she choose?
She suspected the choice would be easier if there was a counterpart for herself here, but there wasn't, little differences. Her mother had never had children in this world, and so there was just her.
It was just her choice, Just as it had been her choice to come here in the first place, Earth or Equestria, there was no reasons to choose beyond her own.
So Sunset shimmer was faced with a choice, A Beautiful choice, Of one happy ending or another. But choice was just a fancy word for Destiny, so It wasn't a choice really a choice at all, the choice was inevitable.
A Beautiful choice indeed, she knew what she would choose, and smiled never looking back.
