Just cross the street.

It's not that hard.

Cross the street, knock on the door.

Sunset Shimmer stood, still, silent. It wasn't that she couldn't cross the street in question, she could, it was well within her capabilities, but she was just... locked in place. Frightened? Was that it? No, not in that way. Scared, nervous. That was more fitting. Realistically, she had no reason to be, and she knew that, but that didn't change the fact that she was still unable to cross the street, and knock on the black wooden door of Twilight Sparkle's home. It probably didn't help that Twilight had no idea she was there, but Sunset felt like she needed to do something.

Say, something.

What, she didn't know. After all, it has been but two days since that Friday, when she'd been about to...

Not so important right now, she reminded herself.

Twilight hadn't been responding to her messages, and according to the girls, not theirs either. She just needed to know she was alright, that she still cared. Memory- erasing magic wasn't something she'd dealt with before, and she didn't know how it might affect someone. So she needed to check. That she was alright, that they were alright.

If there was one other thing she'd learned from this whole situation, it was how much she was scared of losing Twilight. Nervously, subconsciously, Sunset crushed the paper bus ticket in her pocket, having, for some reason she couldn't explain, elected not to take her motorcycle. She took a deep breath before letting it out, finally summoning the nerve to take that first step out into the street, followed by another, and a third, until, now, she was across, in front of Twilight's door. The dark wood gleamed back at her in the sunlight, as if questioning her commitment to this unavoidably awkward talk. She just hoped it wouldn't be awkward for long. Another deep breath. She knocked.

Lavender eyes met cyan, the former widening in shock while the latter widened in adoration.

"S-Sunset, hey, uh, now's not-"

"Twilight. We need to talk."

Panic flared for a moment in her eyes, and she nodded slowly before widening the gap created by the open door, and for a moment Sunset thought she could see tears threatening to pull away from Twilight's eyes. The purple-themed girl shuffled in and dropped herself to the sofa while Sunset crossed the threshold and closed the door behind her before she took a moment to examine the living room.

Sunset was used to the Sparkle residence being a rather neat and tidy, bright home, but this was in stark contrast to what she now faced. There was only the slightest slivers of golden light sneaking in through closed curtains, and the room itself was shrouded in darkness, but Sunset could make out the tell-tale signs of Sparkle Stress in the forms of a scattered stack of scientific research and further piles of what must have started as what would have been organised towers of all kinds of literature, fantasy, romance, the works. Further, there was the small tissue pile and the two boxes Twilight would randomly take from, as well as the (now diminished) plate of cookies, and finally, the TV was on to some kind of nature documentary she was sure Twilight had already watched at some point in time.

"Twi-"

"I- I understand, why, why you want to b-b-"

Twilight began crying, and Sunset quickly worked her way across to try and hold her, but she shook her head, denying Sunset.

"break up, with, with me, I- I was a terrible girl-"

Sunset had frozen halfway through that sentence, but snapped out of it nearly instantly in order to ignore Twilight's refusal, crossing the room and scooping her into her arms in a hug so tight Sunset wasn't sure where the strength to do so bad come from, eliciting and adorable squeak from the girl.

"Twilight Sparkle, in no world do I want to break up with you."

"But you should! You- you almost-"

"But I didn't. Thanks to you, Twilight, you saved me, again. You always do."

"I forgot you, Sunset! I should have been better!"

"It wasn't your fault, Sparky. It never was."

The girl sniffled, tears falling from her eyes as she buried herself in Sunset's shoulder. She dropped her voice to a whisper, holding her tighter still.

"I love you, Sparky, and no magic, no person, no nothing will ever change that. You are everything to me."

Sunset felt her relax, worries destroyed by Sunset's comforting words.

"I love you too."

Author's Note

[All Authors notes copied across from A03]

So with a lot of these, its quite possible they wont make a lot of sense or have full storylines, or coherent arguments or comfort (mainly because that takes me a while) and i just want these to be quick, light little stories.
I say that, be prepared for tomorrow to be how they all die or something
Anyway, Day One, Word was Cross and I elected to go for SunLight (MLP) This particular short fits in quite well for a story im writing for my series, Where The Sun Goes, and you will probably see a slightly more advanced version of this scene in that, im not sure yet, but that wont be for a while anyway. As always, I hope you enjoyed and please check out some of my other works if you did (but dont feel pressured to.)
I love you all GOODNIGHT <3