Sunset pulled back first and opened her eyes just in time to see Twilight's eyelids crack, then shoot open. They stared at one another in silence.

“Hey, Twilight."

The silence, barely broken, returned with a fury. Determined not to push Twilight any further than she already had, Sunset waited. Then, when the silence was so thick that Sunset could hardly stand it, Twilight spoke. She spoke in a whisper and oh-so slowly, as if she were sounding out the words on her tongue, but still, she spoke. “I’ve never had a dream like this… this isn’t a dream, is it, Sunset?”

“No, it’s not.”

“You kissed me.”

“Yes, I did.”

“Why?”

“I have two reasons. First, we needed your help. There’s something wrong with the Sun.”

Twilight nodded absently. “Right.”

“Second… I like you.”

Twilight’s voice dropped even lower. “No.”

Sunset’s stomach dropped. “No?”

Twilight began pacing the room. “No no no no no. That makes no sense.”

“What do you mean, it makes no sense?” Sunset asked.

“That’s totally unrealistic, not to mention out of character.”

“Twilight, what are you talking about?”

“This is just like the situation with Luna.” Twilight was silent for a moment. “Oh Celestia, this is exactlylike the situation with Luna.” Twilight’s breathing quickened.

“Luna?”

“Of course, I’ve had a lot more time to observe Luna than I have Sunset. Before I talk to the girls about this, I have to be completely certain. ”

“Twilight, please slow down,” Sunset pleaded. “What do Luna and I have to do with the Blood Sun?”

Twilight stopped pacing and looked back at Sunset. “Nothing, as far as I can tell.”

“Then what in the world are you talking about?”

Twilight opened her mouth and then closed it. After a moment of silence, she spoke. “Unfortunately, I can’t tell you until I know for sure.”

Sunset sighed deeply. “Well, if you don’t want to talk about it, can we focus on whatever is happening to the Sun?”

“Right. Has Spike sent a letter to Princess Celestia yet?”

“A letter? It would take hours for a letter to reach her in the best conditions.” She looked outside. “The trains are probably closed, too.”

“Oh, right, you’ve probably never met a dragon before Spike. How familiar are you with draconic magic?”

“Not very.”

“Would you prefer I explain it, or would you rather see a demonstration?”

Sunset smiled weakly “A demonstration, please.”

Twilight laughed and opened the bedroom door. “That seems to be the popular choice. Come on, you’ve got a first class ticket to a magic show.” However, before Sunset could walk down the stairs, Twilight stopped her with an outstretched forearm. “Could you uhh… keep what happened up here between us?”

“Sure, but Spike and Pinkie are going to ask.”

“I know, and I’ll tell them eventually, just not right now.”

Spike and Pinkie were sitting silently in the lobby. Spike looked questioningly at Sunset as they walked down the stairs. Sunset gave him a tiny shrug.

Twilight turned to face Pinkie. "Thanks, Pinkie."

"Yeperooni."

"Spike, have you sent a letter to Princess Celestia yet?" Spike shook his head. "Alright, then take a letter.”

Dear Princess Celestia,

Ordinarily I would comb the Golden Oak Library from top to bottom for information regarding the recent Blood Sun, but given both the size of the Canterlot Archives and your close relationship to the Sun, it seemed prudent to ask you for information first.

Your faithful student,

Twilight Sparkle

Spike glanced quizzically at Twilight. “Wait, so we’re not going to turn the library upside down?”

“Of course we are, but she doesn’t have to know that.”

Spike rolled his eyes as he incinerated the letter. “Figures.”

Sunset raised an eyebrow as the ash from the letter floated out a nearby window. “What was the point of writing the letter if you were just going to incinerate it?”

Twilight laughed. “I asked the exact same question to Princess Celestia the first time I saw it. The letter isn’t actually destroyed, it’s just been deconstructed for easier transport. Once it reaches Princess Celestia, it will reconstitute itself.”

Sunset’s ears perked up. “That’s a very useful technique. I don’t suppose ponies can replicate it, can they?”

“I know that Princess Celestia can. I tried to learn the spell myself, but Spike is much better at fire magic than I am.”

Spike combed through the scales on the top of his head with his fingers. “One of the perks of being a dragon.”

Sunset smirked. “You know, I’m pretty good with fire magic, myself. Maybe you could teach me some day, Spike.”

Spike smiled. “Once the Sun is back to normal, I’d be happy to help.”

“Come on, you two, there’s no time to waste. There might be information on Blood Suns in the library. Let’s go read some books!”

Pinkie gasped. “No fair! I want to come too!”

Twilight laughed. “Alright then, come on, you three! Let’s go read some books!”

Author's Note

I don't like asking, but if you're still here you probably enjoy the content, so please remember to leave a like :D