An Embarrassing Issue

Setting Sun went outside only to be greeted by her girlfriend and not the friend she originally planned to be with. With a confused look, she asked the mare in front of her “Where is Sugar Rush?” before getting her answer.

To the left, the tall stallion ran towards Setting Sun and tackled her with a hug. And with a shining smile, he shouted, “Hello, Sunny Bunny!” He stood over her as she laid on her back. Looking up, she had a clear view of his crimson eye. His other eye, usually covered with his mane, was totally missing from its socket. When Setting Sun first brought up his missing eye, all he said was “What eye?” and it was left at that.
Sun looked over at the mare that was present with them, who was magically adjusting her tail bow that kept her tail off the ground. Sugar Rush also looked up at the distracted mare. “Oh, yeah, Melodic Soul decided to move work day to tomorrow, so she’s free all day!” He said with a sing-song tone at the end.

Soul, now looking back at the two ponies, walked over to Setting Sun, trapped under the tall stallion. Crouching down, she grinned and gave Sun a kiss. In a soft whisper, she greeted the colourful mare. “Hello, darling.” Her voice was as flirty as ever. She could never fail to make Sun’s heart stop everytime she spoke.

“Hello, Soul.” Sun stammered out of her throat. “So, you’re free?” Sun shimmied out from under Sugar Rush, who was still unaware that he was pinning her down.

“Yeah, glad about that, too. We could swing by your room later tonight.” Soul offered a hoof to Setting Sun. When she grabbed on, Soul didn’t hesitate to lift her girlfriend up with magic. Carefully, she let Sun get on the ground before releasing her. She gave a nod of thanks before turning to Sugar Rush, who was still smiling a little too hard.

“So, what’s the pl -” Sun was interrupted by a rolled up piece of paper that was pulled out of Sugar’s eye socket, almost cartoonishly.

“Alright! So I was reminded of a story I was told when I was late to getting my cutiemark. There were three ponies who had started a club dedicated to finding their cutiemarks called The Cutiemark Crusaders.” He raised a hoof to the air and said their name with power. He’d call it emphasis and dramatic build but Sun and Soul didn’t see the drama in it. Sugar Rush continued his speech. “These three ponies would go up into their treehouse and would, uhm,” Sugar stuttered through his finishing words. “Do the thing.”

Sun and Soul chuckled at each other before Sun decided to finish his thoughts. “They’d sit and formulate some plans in the early hours of the afternoon to get their cutiemarks. Trying out every possible activity that would make them something special. And everyday they’d go back to to the drawing board and ponder of other plans. Don’t worry, Sugar, I know what you mean. But what does this have to do with your list?”

Not paying any piece of mind to Sun’s comment, Sugar opened the scroll to show a messy, disorganised list. Words littered the paper, most of which were crossed out save for a handful. “This is a list of literally everything you’ve done, right down to the smallest thing.”

“It looks like a disorganized pile of shit.” Soul commented. Sugar, however, continued while paying mind to her comment.

“As much as a pile of shit this looks, I can assure you both that this is controlled chaos. We have everything on one sheet of paper that we can keep track of. And from one glance, we can see that there are plenty of things Sun hasn’t tried.” Sugar explained quickly. He pointed to one particular word that wasn’t crossed out. Sun got closer to read what Sugar was planning to do first.

“Theft?!” Sun blurted out. “You want me to steal something to see if that, of all things, is my special talent?” Her eyes were wide and full of disbelief. “I understand that you are off the walls but this is ridiculous!”

Sugar put a hoof up as if to hold Sun from talking more. “I may be off the walls but we must try everything. And everything means everything.” He sounded less silly and much more stern.

Soul walked up closer between the two ponies. “Surely,” she began. “You can’t be serious.”

Back to his smiling self, Sugar said in his normal tone of voice, “My name isn’t Surely but I am serious.” He rolled up the piece of paper and shoved it back into his missing eye. Sun and Soul both looked at each other with worry as Sugar danced ahead.