Looping Over Feeling

“What’s even the point of this holiday?” A younger Sunset pulled at her itchy sweater, a scowl on her face.

“Being together with ponies that matter to you,” Celestia answered, a serene smile on her face. “And to hold back centuries old monsters, but mostly the first one.”

Sunset looked over the small gathering of ponies. She recognized a few, Inkwell, the Captain of the Guard, but most she didn’t. They chatted amicable amongst themselves.

“So you care about all the ponies here?” Sunset asked.

“I do,” Celestia answered.

“...Including me?”

In lieu of answer, Celestia pulled Sunset closer to her and wrapped her amongst her wings.

Sunset leaned into the contact.