Looping Over Feeling

“Why can’t you just swallow your pride and apologize?” Krampus asked.

Sunset glared at him within the wreckage of the smouldering garden. Though thoroughly devastated by her magic, Celestia’s body lay untouched.

“Because I deserve one, not you,” Sunset remarked.

“You insulted the holiday. You insulted the Founders. I cannot stand by and let you get away with that. How does that not warrant an apology?”

“I am allowed to not like—”

“This is not a question of like. It is a disdain for its principles.” Krampus’s voice was calm, but backed by unchecked rage. “You had every opportunity to be with your loved ones and refused. You looked down on the holiday purely for selfish reasons and—”

“I am not selfish!” Sunset retorted. “I just didn’t feel like celebrating and dragging myself through this stupid—”

The snow intensified. Krampus snarled. “How dare—”

“Don’t. Even!” Sunset yelled. “How could you even understand how I’m feeling?! To know that I can’t amount to anything! That I’m going to be the worst thing that happens to ponies I care about!” Tears budded in Sunset’s eyes. “You’re just some spirit that harasses ponies because you have nothing better to do!”

Silence. Krampus looked down at her coldly.

“...Fine,” he said. “Be that way. Are you going again?”

“Obviously!”

“So be it.”

The snow consumed her.