Art of a Sun's Love Volume 1

People sometimes say that it's Love that really conquers all. Partner up Love with Trust and Friendship, and you're able to have Happiness. All three elements were very important to bringing peace in the lives of eight people - two brothers, their respective girlfriends, and four other lifelong friends from grade school.

The city of Canterlot was a big, bustling place with ivory buildings lined with golden spires, and people of all sorts of classes and races lived peacefully. It didn't matter if you were poor or wealthy; people would accept you for who you were regardless of social status. Canterlot also had a library, an observatory, coffee shops, a restaurant, a theater, an art gallery, and even a train station.

Every year, Canterlot held a Summer Sun Celebration, and it was always held on summer solstice in June. In the spring, it hosted a gala held inside the restored castle that formerly belonged to the legendary King Bullion and his daughter Princess Platinum some time during the 17th century. Canterlot also held a garden party in autumn on the castle grounds, and during the same season at Canterlot High School, a Fall Formal was held. The city also held various events like rodeos and baking competitions; they were often held at the high school ever since it was founded in 1960.

It was now the year 2038; technology had advanced in the last twenty years or so, but Canterlot still held on to its heritage and traditions. It was raining heavily on this early August afternoon, and many people without umbrellas were rushing to get inside, away from the pouring rain.

Amid the grayness of the atmosphere, there was a flash of color - a young girl at the age of seventeen was walking on the streets of Canterlot, not taking much notice to her surroundings. She had crimson hair with sky blue streaks, and sapphire blue eyes. She also had blue ear piercings and brown tennis shoes, and underneath her red jacket was a sleeveless white shirt and dark blue jeans.

The girl was wearing her hood over her head, and wasn't in any particular rush as she entered the nearest cafe. Not much activity was going on in the cafe; there must've been around eight customers at their tables - some were actually talking to one another, whilst a few were on their phones or laptops.

Taking off her hood and wiping her shoes on the mat, the girl briefly took in her surroundings before walking up to the counter. "One slice of iced lemon pound cake, please," she told the server. He nodded, and placed a slice of said serving in a small paper bag, and handed it to the girl, who promptly paid what he asked for.

The girl sat down at a table close to a window. As she took her first bite, she looked outside noticing a few cars drive by, splashing up rainwater as they did so. At that moment, the door opened and three women stepped inside. The first woman, obviously the leader, had large, curly vivid orange hair with yellow streaks and raspberry eyes. The second woman had moderate purple hair with light aquamarine streaks in two pigtails, mulberry eyes, and a frown that almost looked like an unwelcoming scowl. The last woman had light arctic blue hair with persian blue streaks in a ponytail and raspberry eyes like the first woman. In contrast to the second woman, the third seemed to be constantly smiling. All three were in their late fifties to early sixties, but to some, they could've easily passed for thirty, and appeared to have an ageless look about them.

The three made their way over to the counter. "Three tacos with a lemonade each," said the orange-haired woman.

"Make that six tacos," said the pony tailed woman. This caused the other two to give her a look. "What? I love tacos."

The woman with pigtails just groaned. "Even after all these years, Sonata, I'll never understand you..."

"Shut up, Aria," muttered Sonata.

"Why don't you both shut up?" interrupted the orange haired woman, exasperated, "You're acting like children."

"Oh, butt out, Adagio," said Aria.

"Um, do you mind?" the girl asked, not looking up from where she sat, "Some of us are trying to enjoy our food and we'd appreciate it if you would stop your arguing."

"Who do you think you are barging in on our conversation?" demanded Adagio.

"Hey, wait a minute," said Sonata, "you wouldn't happen to be Dawn Spark would you?"

"Um, yeah," the teenage girl replied, "that's my name."

"I was a friend of your parents," Sonata explained.

"You were?"

"They met years ago in high school," explained Aria.

"My parents met in high school?" Dawn didn't understand if that was what Aria meant.

"No," corrected Aria, "what I meant was that Sonata met your parents when they were high school. Adagio and I didn't get too close to them."

"Did you know how my parents' love for each other got so strong?" Dawn asked.

"Sounds like story time!" Sonata chirped gleefully. Adagio slapped a hand to her head in annoyance at Sonata's goofiness.

"Excuse me, ladies," said the server, "I have your food and drinks ready."

"Yay, tacos!" Sonata cheered.

"Gee, Sonata," said Aria in a deadpan snark, "I'm surprised all those tacos haven't gone to your thighs by now."

"Hey!" Sonata shouted in offence, "Are you saying I have a big butt?"

"No, I'm saying you're as thin as a pencil," Aria replied in a sarcastic tone.

"That will do," Adagio said sternly, silencing her friends almost immediately. Then she turned back to Dawn.

"If we're going to tell you this story, kid," she said, "then we'll do it in style."

"Erm, what do you mean, in style?" Dawn didn't understand what the middle-aged woman was on about.

"First off, this story actually starts before your parents were born," said Aria.

"But then how would you know if you hadn't been born either?" asked Dawn.

"We were around back then," said Sonata, "we were all sprightly teenage girls looking for boyfriends, wearing these fancy clothes like you kids wear today, and we were in a band of our own..."

"Alright, Sonata, we get it," said Adagio, putting her hand over Sonata's mouth.

"We're also going to be using songs to tell certain parts of the story," Aria added.

Dawn looked puzzled. "Songs to tell stories?"

"Yup," said Sonata, "makes it more fun."

"We will first begin our story," said Adagio, "with somebody else who plays a very important role in the lives of your parents."

"Who's that?"

"Her name is Celestia Faust McCraken..."