Twilight Sparkle was having a sleepover with her new friends at Canterlot High School, and her former classmates from Crystal Prep Academy. However, there was one more, invisible, uninvited guest, this being Midnight Sparkle, who leaned against a wall while looking at the party with a look of pure boredom.
Oh my goodness, you'd think a group of magically empowered pony-humans could do something much more interesting for a sleepover. I swear, watching paint dry would be more interesting than this.
Eventually, Sunny Flare's turn came, and she grabbed a card that, once read out loud, caught Midnight's interest.
"Make an imitation of Midnight Sparkle."
As the girls gasped in shock, Midnight put a hand on her chest and her eyes widened. I don't remember putting that card there, but oh well, this might be worth a chuckle or two.
Sunny promptly did the imitation, and while the girls reacted with variations of shock and disgust, Midnight's eyes slowly widened and shined as she looked at the acting abilities of Sunny Flare, or maybe it was the fact that she was the one being imitated so faithfully.
Whatever the reason, Midnight found herself blushing at the interpretation, a fact that made her fly out of the house and go catch her breath at the pond nearby, grabbing some water and pouring it on her face as she inhaled, and exhaled.
I certainly didn't expect that girl to make such a good imitation of me... but what's even more strange is that I actually blushed! Not out of embarrassment, but...
Midnight paused. Actually, why did I blush?
Midnight flew back to the sleepover, but as the party descended into a bunch of debates and arguments and telling Sunny Flare how she should leave, Midnight couldn't pay attention, her focus being solely on Sunny Flare and how she was trying to defend herself.
Even as the argument ended and Sunny Flare was allowed to stay, Midnight still kept focusing exclusively on Sunny Flare, whose presence caused her to cover her face with her hands.
Why can't I stop thinking about her, and why am I blushing again?!
Once the sleepover was over and everybody was asleep, Midnight Sparkle took the time to read a book, trying to take her mind away from Sunny Flare's sleeping figure... a figure that soon overpowered all her senses, prompting her to fly and look at the sleeping shadowbolt.
I don't know how your imitation of me not only caused me to blush, but also kept you in my mind for the rest of the sleepover.
Midnight blushed again and formed an uneasy smile.
But I like that feeling... and I want to experience it some more...
Midnight put a hand on Sunny Flare's cheek.
But there's only way I can ask you to give me that sensation again...
Midnight flew to a bunch of papers on Twilight's desk, grabbed an empty, and began writing something down, taking a glance at the sleeping Sunny Flare every once in a while until she finished what she was writing down.
She then grabbed something to save the letter, closed it, and gave it a kiss before she flew out, ready to deliver the letter.
The next day, at Crystal Prep Academy, Sunny Flare walked up to her locker and opened it just as Midnight Sparkle, still invisible, peeked from the corner, putting a hand on the wall as she waited anxiously for her letter to be found.
I really hope I put the letter on the right locker, I just put it on the first locker I found.
And then Lemon Zest walked to Sunny Flare, holding a familiar letter. "Hey, Sunny Flare, looks like somebody put a letter for you on my locker by mistake."
Midnight lowered her head and punched the wall.
"Thanks, Lemon," Sunny Flare grabbed the letter. "I wonder why they put it on your locker, though."
"Maybe whoever it was isn't from this school, or didn't know which locker was your own," Lemon Zest shrugged. "Anyway, I'm going off to club practice. Have fun with this new secret admirer."
Lemon Zest walked away, and Sunny Flare opened the letter and read it to herself:
Dear Sunny Flare,
Ever since I saw you imitate Midnight Sparkle on Twilight's sleepover, I haven't been able to get you out of my head: my body warms up thinking about you, and I quickly lose control of myself.
However, due to my... nature, I can't just ask you out in the day, and I need your reply, so please come to pond near Twilight's house between midnight and 1 AM. I'll be sure to appear to you as soon as I can.
With love, a secret admirer.
Midnight covered her face, got on the ground and rolled around, steam coming out of her head as she
"Well, whoever sent the letter doesn't sound like a bad person, but between midnight and 1 AM..."
Sunny Flare closed the letter and saved it on her pocket. "Oh what the heck, I got nothing better to do."
Midnight chirped up at hearing Sunny Flare's response, and she flew out of the building with sheer joy.
It was between midnight and 1 AM.
Sunny Flare was dealing with her hardest challenge yet: trying to stay up in order to see whoever had sent the letter.
"Sorry to make you wait."
Sunny flinched and turned around, feeling a chill go down her spine as she saw Midnight Sparkle standing nearby. "Midnight Sparkle?!"
Midnight chirped. "The one and only!"
"B-But... there's no way you're still be alive!" Sunny Flare exclaimed, narrowing her eyes. "Sunset Shimmer got rid of you!"
"When you destroy a clock, do you destroy time itself? When you erase a word in a blackboard, do you erase the word's existence?" Midnight shrugged and shook her head. "I'm a part of Twilight: unless she herself dies, I'm never going away."
And then, Midnight clasped her hands and lowered her arms as she spoke, "But, let's not talk about that." Midnight blushed and looked elsewhere. "You're here for a reason."
"And so are you, right?!" Sunny asked, taking a good look at the entity. "I mean, there's no way you and Twilight can exist separately!"
"The time between midnight and 1 AM is known as the witching hour, the time where magic is at its strongest and magical creatures can exist in the physical word," Midnight explained, spreading her arms dramatically. "Most of them barely do anything besides sleep, though, so we're all alone."
"Well, what do you want from me?" Sunny Flare questioned, folding her arms. "I figure it's related to the imitation I did of you at Twilight's sleepover?"
Midnight Sparkle leaned closer to Sunny, her wings flapping eagerly as she spoke, "Ever since you imitated me, I haven't been able to take you off my head! It was a wonderful feeling and I want to feel it some more, so... if it's not too much trouble..."
Midnight's eyes shined with the intensity of a star. "Would you go out with me?"
Sunny Flare looked flabbergasted at the entity, but she stopped herself from rejecting her on the spot, remembering she was an entity capable of destroying reality, who was probably at her absolute strongest due to the witching hour.
So, with a nervous smile, Sunny Flare gave her response. "I... guess... we could give it a shot-"
Midnight squealed at the top of her lungs before she hugged Sunny Flare and pinned her on the ground, beginning an unlikely romance between an ordinary Shadowbolt, and an embodiment of magical destruction.
Clearly, this would be the most romantic nightmare ever.
Author's Note
As soon as I read about how Sunny Flare once imitated Midnight Sparkle on the Tv Tropes page for the Equestria Girls villains, I simply had to write this story, logic and continuity be danged.
And who knows, maybe like with SugarSweet, this'll be another ship I can get other people to enjoy.
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Oh who am I kidding, nobody's going to ship this besides me. Although I wouldn't mind if somebody did make another story about it. XD
Draxonos135, flying away!
