My Past Is Complicated

“You look completely different,” Derpy announced as she looked me over. “We all do.” I smirked at her and let out a chuckle.

“I’m used to it. Being a pony must be a lot to get used to I bet,” I looked at Derpy.

“Why would you ever want to leave this place?” Lyra asked me as she bounced on her hooves excitedly. We were busy exploring the castle Twilight resided in. Octavia was looking out the window on the top floor with her hooves resting on the window sill.

“My past is complicated as I said,” I sighed. I felt a wing wrapping around me and gazed at Twilight giving me an encouraging smile.

“Do you wanna meet with Princess Celestia, Sunset?” Twilight suddenly asked me.

“Absolutely not!” I exclaimed and started breathing in and out. I vaguely recognized this as the signs of a panic attack. “She’ll probably have me arrested and tossed in Tartarus for life! Or exiled! Or executed for stealing your crown!” I trotted in circle, breathing heavily. I vaguely made out my mom and friends giving me worried looks.

“Breath Sunset,” Mom wrapped her hooves around my neck. “In and out, slowly. No one will arrest you. You won’t be exiled and I sure as heck won’t allow anyone to execute you.”

“Are you sure?” I asked worriedly. Mom rolled her eyes as Lyra stood next to me.

“None of us will allow that,” Lyra announced firmly while the others nodded their agreement. Twilight quickly nuzzled me and I slowly returned it.

“She won’t do that. As your teacher, I can advise you to meet her but I won’t make you,” Twilight reassured me.

“Teacher?” Mom raised an eyebrow.

“I took Sunset under my wing as I will do with Starlight. If I could find her,” Twilight sighed.

“Who?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Nothing!” Twilight forced a grin. “It’s fine.” I didn’t believe that for a second but I wasn’t going to press it.

“Okay. But yeah I’m not interested in meeting Princess Celestia or Princess Cadence anytime soon.”

“Okay,” Twilight sighed. “When you’re ready, I’ll happily set it up.” I knew she wasn’t going to let this go without me saying something.

“Okay I will let you know.” Twilight wrapped a hoof around me.

“Thanks Sunset. Spike will show you to your guys rooms.”

“Bonnie look! A dragon! A honest to God dragon!” Lyra screamed as she held Spike above her head in her hooves. I let out a giggle at the others slackjawed expressions.

“Yes Lyra,” Bon Bon sighed as she smirked at her. “Now put him down before we find out if unicorns are fireproof love.” Lyra looked sheepishly at Spikes unamused look.

“Good point,” Lyra admitted as she set the young dragon down.

“Thank you. I assume you and Bon Bon want a room together?” Spike asked. The two looked at each other before nodding.

“Yes,” they said in unison.

“Okay,” Spike picked up a notebook. “So I have you two in a room, Vinyl and Octavia in a room, Sunset and Cheerilee in a room and Derpy in a room of her own.”

“Can I uhm have a room with Sunset and Cheerilee please?” Derpy asked quietly.

“Oh uh sure,” Spike shrugged. “Not a problem. We have more than enough rooms. I’ll just bring up a bed. Hopefully it doesn’t crush me.”

“I can help,” I smiled at him. “It’s not a problem.”

“Thanks Sunset. Look quite different from a dog, don’t I?” Spike grinned.

“Wait this is the dog that found me during the whole siren spectacle?” Vinyl asked.

“Yes. He’s a baby dragon,” I answered. “Thanks for setting this up little buddy. We will be exploring my hometown as well.” I quickly nuzzled him. I was excited to show everyone around. Mom was super eager to see where I came from.

“No problem Sunny,” Spike nuzzled me back.

“Surprised you didn’t invite Sonata, Aria and Adagio to come with,” Bon Bon said casually. I had become pretty close friends with the three former villains. They talked to only me, mainly because of my former villain status. They were really apologetic about it all, especially Sonata. Took a while for them to open up to me but I was happy they did. Aria was a bit rough around the edges but I respected it.

“I would have but I need to get them new pendants,” I replied.

“Why? So they can control us again?” Lyra asked bitterly. Out of us all, Lyra was the most distrusting of the sirens. Probably because she was the most affected of the group.

“The have zero interest in trying to control anyone again. Their new pendants will spread harmony if they sing and will allow them to come here. They are thousands of years old. If they come to Equestria without them, they will die.”

“Oh okay. How are you even going to get them new ones?” Lyra pressed.

“Twilight is making them. She’s been doing a lot of research on my behalf. Making new siren pendants isn’t an easy task after all,” I admitted. Twilight had been hesitant at first but after a few days of begging and pleading, she finally caved and said yes. “I owe her a bottle of wine.”

“Aren’t you a bit young?” Mom asked pointedly. I shook my head.

“Drinking age in Equestria is sixteen. I don’t drink obviously but Twilight does now and again. Mainly when she’s in a good mood.” Mom visibly relaxed at that.

“Isn’t she always in a good mood?” Vinyl pointed out. She did have a point there.

“Okay when she’s in a really good mood. It’s rare she drinks,” I admitted.

“How do you know all about this?” Octavia asked as we kept looking around.

“Because I came over here a few days before you all did and got to the know this worlds version of Rainbow and the others. Then I came back home to help prepare you guys for coming through the portal,” I answered as I trotted ahead and looked out the window.

“Oh okay. Didn’t Twilight leave you a list of ponies to meet?” Mom asked.

“Yup. Minuette, Lyra, Twinkleshine, Lemon Hearts and Moondancer. I was pretty rude to them and Moondancers sister. Twilight wants me to work on apologizing to them,” I admitted. I was nervous about this to be honest but Twilight wanted me to work on this at least.

“Lyra is right here,” Vinyl pointed a hoof at the her fellow unicorn.

“Not that Lyra. My world’s Lyra,” I answered.

“Oh Jesus. Two Lyra’s would end the whole world. Both worlds,” Vinyl grumbled. Lyra gave her a dirty look.

“Shut up, V.”