Looping Over Feeling

Sunset destroyed the room. The drapes. The carpets. The memories. Photographs and drawings and notes and little affections gathered over the course of the many years of her tutelage under Princess Celestia. All ended up as kindling to the fire conjured from Sunset’s horn.

Her moth— Princess’s room was being turned to ash and Sunset didn’t feel a thing as it did.

Cold burst into the room through the melted glass of the bedroom window, dousing the flames. Krampus appeared shortly thereafter in a tinkle of bells.

“Are you not even going to go see her?” He asked.

“Save Flash Sentry, Wallflower Blush, and Mi Amore Cadenza. Only then will Celestia be spared,” Sunset replied. “I have no interest in seeing my failure yet again.”

“And if I made seeing the end a stipulation to be allowed to loop again?”

A fireball burst against his head causing it to explode. Krampus easily reformed back into his prior state.

“That does not mean I won’t do it,” Krampus continued.

“To change the rules of the game at this point would go against the spirit of it,” Sunset replied. Her tone was dull, devoid of emotion.

“I suppose I can’t go against the ‘spirit’ of something as a holiday spirit myself. Again?”

“Again.”