Midnight Sparkle is now Sunset Shimmer's Roommate
“Ahhh!”
Sunset shot up in her bed throwing her comforter away from her as she did so. Clutching her trembling arms to her sides she tried to calm down but her attempts did not work.
“It was just a bad dream.”
Despite the fact that she was half-under several blankets and one very fluffy down comforter she still felt violent shivers racing up and down her spine. While she couldn’t place the feeling, she knew that she had just awoken from a terrible nightmare. She couldn’t remember all of it but from the painful whispers and frantic actions she knew that she didn’t want to remember any of it.
“Come on Sunset,” The fiery haired girl said, giving herself a pep talk. “Don’t be such a whimp.”
Suddenly the sound of feet creeping over the laminated floor outside her bedroom door came to the forefront of her senses. Sunset immediately ducked under the covers with bated breath.
The safety and security she found under her blankets did no good. She could’ve sworn she heard someone breathing just beside her bed.
“Okay Sunset, just stay calm, just stay. Calm.”
Trying to calm herself she used a series of breathing exercise taught to her by Princess Celestia, they worked. As her heartbeat settled and the tendrils of her nightmare slipped from her mind Sunset sighed in relief and as her fear abated she gradually lowered her blankets. Her eyes were immediately drawn to her alarm clock, the illuminated numbers spelled out 6:30 a.m.
“Urgg.” Sunset groaned as she flopped back onto her bed. “What was that dream anyway? I remember Twilight, and CHS’s horse statue and Midnight Sparkle. But I don't-”
“-know what happened? Yeah neither do I Sunbutt.”
Sunset’s scream caused a variety of reactions from the other tenants, and seeing as it was 6:30 a.m. those reactions contained many vulgar words and nasty promises. As for Sunset’s unexpected guest, she now sported a nice shiner, courtesy of Sunset.
Holding a gloved hand up to her bruised and swollen eyebrow Midnight Sparkle watched as Sunset tried to come to terms with her unexpected companion from beneath the protection of several blankets.
“Go away, you're just a dream. This is a dream.”
Midnight sighed in mock exasperation.
“That was a nice jab Sunny.”
“Shut-up. You're not real, if I ignore you you'll go away.”
Both parties immediately went quiet but only for a couple of seconds. Midnight smirked then spoke.
“Well? You’re ignoring me and-”
“-lalalala I can’t hear you, now go away!”
“-I'm still here.” Midnight finished flatly.
Sunset tried to bury her head under more covers. Midnight rolled her eyes at her host’s antics.
“It won't work you know. I’m flesh and blood, plus whatever you did to me after we fought rendered all my magic useless. I don’t know how I ended up here.”
“Well I don’t want you here.” Snapped Sunset from underneath her covers.
Snorting in anger Midnight leaned forward and poked where she assumed Sunset’s head was.
“Well tough luck Sunbutt.-” Her finger prodded Sunset’s mound of blankets “-You’re stuck with me now. And there is no way I’m going to leave.-” Midnight poked Sunset again. “-Well, short of getting blasted by your magical friendship rainbow cannon of course. Pew. Pew.”
Sunset swatted at Midnight’s hand from under the covers, it was ineffective.
“Just go away! How’d you even get here anyway?”
Midnight sighed and looked around Sunset’s room. She saw a quaint white chair under a small vanity mirror. Walking over to it she picked it up then carried it over to Sunset’s bedside.
“What are you doing?” Sunset asked in concern from under the covers.
“Just getting comfortable.” Midnight replied.
“What-”
“-you wanted to know how I got here right?”
Sunset was silent for a couple of seconds as she contemplated her choices. She couldn’t very well get her phone to all her friends. That was in the kitchen. She was left with one option.
“Yeah.”
Midnight rocked back on her stolen stool as a grin split her face.
“Great! Alright so if you want to know how I came to be in your room I can tell you but it is a secret okay? It stays between us and never leaves either of our mouths again, got it?”
She took Sunset’s silence as permission and she forged ahead. Standing up she leaned over where she hoped Sunset’s head was and whispered,
“This is how I came to be-”
“-Get away-”
“-When a mommy and a daddy love each other very much-”
“-NO!” Sunset yelled as she threw every blanket on her bed at Midnight. “I. Am. Done.” She firmly stalked out of her room, in the nude. Midnight had blocked the blanket barrage and saw Sunset walking out. She couldn’t let that go without question.
“Yeah roomie! Shake that boot-ay!”
Sunset quickly scurried out of sight with an indignant cry of,
“Don’t stare at my butt!”
There was a brief pause then a cry of “And we’re not roomies!” rang out.
Meanwhile Midnight was rolling on Sunset’s bedroom floor with mirthful tears rolling down her face. Once she had stopped crying bullets she cleaned herself up then wandered into the living room. Sunset was fully clothed now much to Midnight's disappointment and she was sitting on her couch with her head in her hands. Midnight passed her by patting her on the back as she did so.
“It’s all right. I’ll make it all right.”
“I’m- I’m just so done with life.” Sunset moaned in exasperation as she laid out on the couch. Midnight just chuckled as she continued towards Sunset’s kitchen.
“Yeah, I know how you feel roommate.” Commented Midnight as she cracked opened Sunset’s fridge then rooted through it. She took note of the poor selection of food items, that would need to be remedied at the next opportune moment.
“We’re not roomies.” Moaned Sunset as she pulled a back couch cushion onto her head to block out the sound of her self proclaimed roommate doing whatever she was doing.
Pulling her head out of the fridge she quipped, “Hey Sunbutt 2.0, you don’t have any cider, what’s up with that?”
She was greeted by a raucous snore from Sunset. An incredulous expression took over Midnight’s face as she looked at the time on the microwave, it was 7:01 a.m.
“Wow.” She drawled. “Four hours of sleep and she’s out already? Weak.”
Just then a faint buzzing caught her attention. Walking around she quickly zeroed in on the source of the noise. It was Sunset’s cellphone. Midnight’s eyes went wide and a maniac grin broke her face.
“Oh Sunny baby, you and I are going to have so. Much. Fun.”
Author's Note
For all intents and purposes I have regressed Midnight's physical age to that of a high school senior (18 years of age) However she is acting like a troll because she can, plus she was cooped up inside Sunset's body for several hours so she has a bit of energy to burn. Plus, I have taken away her magic because of that weird glowy golden globular thing that Sunset trailed over Twilight's body during the friendship games. More shall be explained in later chapters which should come sometime during November; however, I for one would love to have Midnight as a roommate, sans magic of course. Leave a comment or something of some antic or similar thing that you want to see Midnight do, or attempt to do.
I give credit to Summer Dancer for the Midnight/Sunset Roommate idea. Go read Dancer's story, The WORST Roommate it is orders beyond what I have cobbled together.
