The fight was over, for now at least. Sci-Sunset and Sci-Twilight our two biggest problems weren't coming for us right away, but that didn’t mean we were safe. They had power, they had a plan, and worst of all… they were patient.

Next to me, Discord was floating upside down, staring at the sky. He had been uncharacteristically quiet after our talk. Not that I minded, but it was rare to see him just thinking. Really thinking. His usual smirk was missing. That alone told me how serious this was.

"They think they’re untouchable" I muttered. "Like all we have to do is take them down and everything will be fine."

Discord snorted, flipping himself right side up. "Oh please, they’re not that arrogant. Clever little devils, those two. They knew exactly what they were doing when they attacked. They waited, watched, let us wear ourselves down before making a move. That takes discipline, planning… and more than a little confidence."

"Which means," I sighed, "they’re not going to rush in head-on. They’re waiting for something. Either they don’t have enough power yet, or they’re scared we’ll surprise them."

"Both," Discord mused, stroking his chin. "They had me on the ropes today, but they didn’t kill me. They could have. That means they need more. More magic, more time, more something. The real question is, why aren’t they attacking right now?"

I shrugged. "Maybe they think we’ll make the first move. Maybe they know we’re too busy licking our wounds."

"Maybe" Discord said slowly "Or maybe they just enjoy watching us squirm."

That thought made my skin crawl. Sci-Sunset and Sci-Twilight had to have a bigger goal in mind. They wouldn’t have gone through all this effort just to break us. No, they wanted something else. But for now, they were waiting.

Which meant we could afford to wait too.

I exhaled through my nose. "Then we don’t rush either. We need time, and for once, we actually have it. So let’s use it. Tonight, we celebrate. Tomorrow, we plan."

Discord blinked at me, then grinned. "Heh. Look at you, being all rational. I’m so proud! My little monster is all grown up."

"Shut up."

Before Discord could say anything else, the gym doors swung open.

Sunset stood in the doorway looking between me and Discord. "Are you done?"

I looked at Discord, then back at her. "Yeah, we’re done."

She gave me a look, the kind that told me she was thinking about saying something else, but chose not to. Instead, she focused on Discord. "And you?"

He raised his hands innocently. "Oh, don’t mind me, dear Sunny. I’m off to do some very serious reconnaissance. I shall slither into the shadows, whisper among the winds, dance between—"

"Yeah yeah," I cut him off, waving a hand. "Just don’t get caught, alright?"

Discord gave me a wicked grin. "Oh please, getting caught is for people who play fair."

And then, he exploded into a cloud of multicolored confetti. When the confetti hit the ground, the pieces crawled away like tiny bugs, vanishing into the cracks of the pavement.

Sunset shuddered. "Every time, it’s like something new."

"That’s why we love him."

She sighed, shaking her head, then looked at me again. "Are you… calmer now? Can you talk to the girls?"

"Sunset, there’s nothing to talk about. They don’t trust you. They didn’t trust me."

"They were scared," she said. "Just like I was. Just like you were."

I clenched my jaw but said nothing.

She stepped closer, lowering her voice. "Please. Just talk to them. One conversation. One chance. They were lost, just like me."

I ran a hand through my hair, feeling the frustration bubbling up again. I didn’t want to do this. I really didn’t want to do this. But Sunset… Sunset had been through enough. She needed this.

"Fine. I’ll listen to whatever bullshit they want to say."

Sunset studied my face, then sniffed once. And again.

Her eyes narrowed. "Wait a minute. Are you smoking again?"

"...No?"

Sunset squinted, stepping even closer. "You reek of smoke."

"It was just one with Discord," I admitted. "I got my memories back today. Let me have one."

Sunset folded her arms. "One, huh? And Discord was involved?"

"...Maybe."

She smirked. "Alright, one. "

Sorry disci but you need to take this one. I followed Sunset into the gym.The air inside was thick with tension, a quiet kind of pressure that weighed on everyone in the room.

In the center, sitting in a circle, were Fluttershy, Pinkie, Applejack, Rainbow, and Rarity. They weren’t talking, weren’t laughing, weren’t doing anything except waiting.

Waiting for me.

Their eyes flickered to me the second I stepped forward, and I could see it in their faces—the nervousness, the guilt, the hesitation.

Sunset walked beside me. "They’re better than they were," she said. "They really wanted to get things straight with you too."

I turned my head, looking at her, then at them. "You forgave them just like that?"

I didn’t bother keeping my voice low. I wanted them to hear it. I wanted them to know exactly what I thought about all of this.

Sunset sighed. "I said my piece. They heard what you said before. They know how you feel."

I brought my hand up to my nose, rubbing my fingers against the bridge. As much as I hated to admit it, I was going to need them later. Their magic. Their help.

And as much as I wanted to see Rainbow, Rarity, and Pinkie crushed under the weight of their own guilt, see them feel worthless for what they did, I also knew that wouldn’t help me in the long run.

So I moved forward, stepping closer to the circle before crouching in front of them. I could see how they stiffened, how their eyes averted slightly when I stared them down. Good. They should be ashamed.

I tilted my head slightly. "Tell me something. How did it feel?"

Rainbow blinked. "What?"

"How did it feel?" I repeated, letting the words hang in the air. "To have the truth in front of your eyes the whole time but still doubt it?"

Pinkie sucked in a breath. Rarity flinched.

I leaned in just a little more. "How did it feel when someone me who had only bad memories of Sunset… believed in her more than any of you did?"

They got smaller with every word, their eyes lowering, their shoulders sinking. Applejack clenched her jaw. Fluttershy looked like she wanted to cry all over again.

Sunset placed a hand on my shoulder, her voice soft but firm. "Hey, hey. I know you’re mad, but your speech before was enough. Just hear them out. They regret everything."

I turned my head to look at her. "Regret?" I echoed. "Oh, that’s a good start."

Sunset’s lips pressed together, but she didn’t argue.

I inhaled deeply, exhaling through my nose as I shifted my gaze back to them. I looked straight at Applejack and Fluttershy first.

"You two" I said. "You shouldn’t feel bad."

They blinked, confused.

"Yeah, you were against Sunset, but you just followed these three." I pointed to Rarity, Rainbow, and Pinkie. "And you, Fluttershy? You literally did nothing. You weren’t even there. You ran after the photo got posted."

Fluttershy’s breath hitched, and she looked down at the floor, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her skirt. Applejack sighed heavily, tipping her hat lower.

Then my eyes landed on them.

Rarity. Rainbow Dash. Pinkie Pie.

"You three, though?" I exhaled sharply. "You’re going to have to repay Sunset in more than just some half-hearted ‘sorry.’"

Rainbow’s hands curled into her lap.

"Think about it. What if I didn’t get a portion of my memories back? What if I wasn’t there to defend her? What do you think would’ve happened?"

Pinkie wiped her eyes. Rarity’s lip trembled. Rainbow stared hard at the floor, her jaw clenched, her body tense like she was fighting herself.

Sunset sighed beside me, kneeling down between me and them. "Enough," she said softly. "They know they did wrong."

I didn’t move. I just kept staring at them.

Sunset’s gaze turned up to me, her eyes searching. "We all just want to be friends again," she said. "Are you willing to do this for me? Are you willing to forgive them for my sake?"

Silence.

I looked down at Sunset, at her hopeful, tired, but still kind expression. After everything, she still wanted to move past this.

"Heh. I’ll try."

Sunset blinked, her brows pulling together slightly in confusion. "Just like that?"

"Yeah." I shrugged. "You were the victim. This is your choice."

Sunset’s lips parted slightly, but I wasn’t done.

I turned my gaze back toward them, my expression darkening. I didn’t bother hiding it—I let my eyes glow a deep, reddish hue, just enough to remind them of what I was capable of.

"But one more thing like that, and there will be nothing left to forgive."

Rarity flinched. Pinkie swallowed thickly. Rainbow looked like she was struggling not to explode.

Sunset groaned before punching my shoulder—lightly, but firm. "Okay, okay, enough."

I smirked. "What? I’m joking."

Sunset rolled her eyes, shaking her head with an exasperated smile. "Alright, alright, enough of the death threats."

Then she tilted her head toward the girls, expectantly. "Can you let them say something? Not Burging with threats?."

"Okey."

Rarity's breath hitched. She looked at me, then Sunset, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt. There was a spark of hope in her eyes now, like she was grasping for something—some form of absolution.

I ran a hand through my hair. "Heh. You three were there when I… lost control." I hesitated, then corrected myself. "When I became the 'Prince of Salvation' or whatever."

Rarity, Pinkie, and Rainbow flinched at the mention of it.

"I guess," I continued, "it’s only fair that I—partially—forgive you."

Before they could react, I held up a hand. "But don’t get excited. There’s still a lot you need to do before you can even think about making up for what you did."

They hesitated for only a moment before stepping forward, wrapping their arms around Sunset and me in a hesitant hug.

Pfff.

Yeah, a hug wasn’t much. But I guess it was a start.

Then, Rarity spoke first, her voice was thick with guilt.

"I was blind," she admitted, pulling away from the hug and looking at me with red-rimmed eyes. "Blinded by my own pride. My own… short-sightedness. I thought I understood people. I thought I was good at reading emotions, at telling truth from lies, and yet I was so utterly wrong about Sunset."

Sunset gave her a small, understanding nod, but I didn’t say anything.

"I should have listened," Rarity continued, swallowing hard. "I should have been better. And I intend to be, if you’d… allow me the chance to prove it."

I stayed silent for a moment, then gave a simple, "We’ll see."

Pinkie stepped up next, and her voice was shaking.

"I won’t ever doubt you again," she blurted, her blue eyes glossy. "Ever. Everrrrr!"

Her voice cracked at the end, and her hands clenched into fists like she was making some sacred promise.

I looked at her for a long moment, then nodded slightly. "Good."

Then it was Rainbow’s turn.

And unlike the others, she didn’t step forward.

She didn’t even look at me at first. She just stared at the floor, jaw clenched, her arms stiff at her sides.

"I should have been loyal," she finally said.

I tilted my head.

"I was supposed to be the one to show loyalty," she went on, finally lifting her gaze to look at Sunset—then at me. "And I did the opposite."

"I turned my back on Sunset when she needed me most," she continued. "And then I turned on you too. I made everything worse. I hurt the two people who deserved my loyalty more than anyone."

Her fingers trembled. "I should’ve—I should’ve just—" She squeezed her eyes shut, inhaling sharply.

Then, in a softer voice:

"You should’ve hit me harder. You should’ve hit me so hard that I would’ve seen the truth sooner."

I let out a slow exhale, rolling my eyes. "Oh, come here, you dumb bitch."

Rainbow’s eyes snapped open, and she stared at me, dumbfounded.

Then, to my surprise, she laughed. " I guess that’s a start?"

She stepped forward and hugged me and Sunset.

Sunset smiled softly, wrapping her arms around Rainbow in return. I just stood there for a second before patting her back once—lightly.

After a long moment, the hug ended.

Rainbow took a step back, glancing downward. "So… does this mean the slumber parties are back?"

"You said they were dumb."

Rainbow hesitated, shifting her weight from foot to foot. "Yeah, but… I guess we could start by spending some time together again. If that’s okay with you and Sunset."

I stared at her, then at Rarity and Pinkie, then at Sunset.

This wasn’t good enough. Not yet. But if Sunset wanted them back in her life… I wouldn’t stop her.

Sunset turned to me, as if waiting for me to decide.

"This is your choice, Sunny."

She smiled. "Of course, I’d love that."

Then she turned to the others. "But not tonight. Tonight, I want to spend some quality time with my boyfriend."

She gave me a wink.

Yuupi

Fluttershy suddenly cleared her throat, reminding everyone of something important. "Um… Rarity, Rainbow, Pinkie, Applejack we still need to go to Principal Celestia’s office. "

The four of them flinched, then nodded.

"Right" Rarity sighed, flipping her hair back and regaining her composure. "We’ll see you two later, then."

They waved to us as they left, heading toward the principal’s office.

Sunset and I turned toward the parking lot.

"What?" I smirked. "We’re leaving school early?"

Sunset rolled her eyes. "Principal Celestia said we could go home. Besides, yeah, things should be fine now, but… I think we deserve some time to breathe."

"Agreed."

But then, a thought hit me—a glorious, evil little thought. I turned to Sunset, making sure my expression was just right. Wide, hopeful eyes. A slight pout. The kind of face no one could say no to.

"Sunny…"

She raised an eyebrow at me, already suspicious. "Yeah?"

I clasped my hands together dramatically, leaning a little closer. "Can I drive us home?"

There was a beat of silence.

Then Sunset bursted out laughing.

"NO! No no no!" She shook her head, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. "The city doesn’t know that a speedster is about to hit the roads! The military isn’t involved enough to—"

"Okay, okay, I get it!" I groaned, rolling my eyes. "No need to keep going, I understand."

Sunset sighed, shaking her head—but then, to my absolute shock, she grabbed her motorcycle keys, spun them around her finger, and tossed them to me.

I barely caught them.

"Wait. What?"

She walked over to the bike, sat on the back seat, crossed her arms, and smirked at me. "Come on, but try not to kill us."

For a second, I just stared at her. Then, a slow grin spread across my face.

"YESSSSS," I whispered dramatically under my breath. I didn’t have my license. I barely knew what I was doing. But I had a free instructor.

I swung my leg over the bike, gripping the handles. Sunset slid in behind me, and the moment she did—

She latched onto me like I was about to drive us off a cliff.

"You’re holding on like your life depends on it," I teased, grinning.

"Because it does," she shot back.

"Heh. Fair."

I took a deep breath. "So, how do I start this thing?"

Sunset sighed, mumbling something about this being a mistake, but still guided me.

Slowly really slowly we rolled out of the parking lot and onto the street.

"Blinker" she instructed.

I turned it on.

"And now—go."

I twisted the throttle.

ZIUUUM!

"NOT THAT FAST—SLOW DOWN, SLOW DOWN!" Sunset screamed, gripping me even tighter.

"NO!" I shouted back over the wind. "THIS IS FOR EVERYTHING YOU DID WHILE I WAS IN YOUR POSITION!"

Sunset let out something between a screech and a laugh. "YOU PSYCHOPATH—"

"Oh crap—right turn!" I yelped, realizing the street was curving. I pressed the brake gently, making the turn slow and steady—like a responsible driver.

Sunset exhaled loudly. "Good, good, keep it like—"

ZIUUUM!

"OH, COME ON!"

The next few minutes were chaos. Sunset screamed. I laughed. I screamed a little too, but mostly laughed. There were definitely a few oh shit moments, but somehow—somehow—we made it.

Finally, I pulled into the driveway and turned off the engine.

Silence.

I let out a breath and turned to Sunset, feeling very proud of myself. "Pretty cool, right? We should make sure to keep this a tra—"

"No."

I blinked.

"Never again. Not in my life."

I turned to fully look at her.

She was pale as the sky.

"...Oh," I mumbled. "Okay then." :<

Sunset groaned, rubbing her temples. "For that experience, you’re making me the best coffee of my life. And snacks. And if you even think about getting on that bike again without proper lessons, I will end you."

"Oh, don’t be mad, Sunny. You always drive like that!"

"YEAH?!" she snapped, gesturing wildly. "I have my license! I know how to drive!"

"...Okay, good point" I admitted.

She huffed but shook her head, a small smirk breaking through her frustration.

In the end, we laughed it off.

Sure, she was still clearly mad, but there was an undeniable spark of amusement in her eyes.

We headed inside, my dad was in the living room, working on his laptop. He barely glanced up before muttering, "I heard screaming. Should I be concerned?"

Sunset groaned, throwing herself onto the couch. "Yes."

I grinned, tossing the motorcycle keys onto the table. "No."

Dad gave me a long, long look before sighing. "...I don’t even wanna know."

Sunset shot me a glare. "You really don’t."

Then, she sighed and added, "I just wanted him to have his moment, you know… after losing his memory—"

Dad’s head snapped up so fast he nearly knocked his laptop off his lap. "What?!"

Sunset froze.

I stared at her. "Em… Sunset?"

She winced, pressing her lips together. "Oops."

Dad slowly closed his laptop, setting it aside with this tight, controlled movement. "Tell me now," he said, his voice calm but firm. "What do you mean, 'losing your memory'?"

I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. "Oh, geez, Dad… it’s in the past. Everything is good now."

But he wasn’t letting this go. His eyes darted between me and Sunset, disbelief all over his face. "You lost your memories? What happened?"

I exchanged a glance with Sunset, then took a deep breath. "Okay, fine. Long story short—somebody started posting stuff online, impersonating Sunset, trying to make her look bad."

Dad frowned. "Anon-a-Miss."

Sunset’s eyes widened. "You know about it?"

"Kid, I might not be a high school student, but I know how to use the internet." He gave me a look. "Go on."

I shifted awkwardly. "Well, I wanted to figure out who was behind it, and I… got hit by the Memory Stone."

Dad’s brows furrowed. "The what?"

"Magical rock that erases memories," I explained quickly. "So, yeah, I forgot everything who I was, who Sunset was, everything about magic. Then there was this whole thing where I thought Sunset was my bully—"

"Oh my God," Dad muttered, rubbing his forehead.

"—but then I started remembering pieces, and then the whole school kind of… wanted to kill us—"

"STOP! Stop, stop, stop." He held up both hands, looking so done. "Okay. I was better off not knowing."

Sunset chuckled nervously. "Yeah, it was a lot."

Dad mumbled under his breath, "Whole school?!"

"Yeah, but it’s good now. I think," I said, glancing at Sunset.

She nodded. "I think everything is under control."

Dad gave us a skeptical look. "Is it?"

I hesitated before answering. "…Not quite."

Sunset sighed. "But for now, we just want some quiet time together."

Dad observed us for a moment, then huffed a small laugh. "Okay, okay. I believe you. Well… I hope you two will actually…rest."

He grinned.

"Heh, that look. Come on, Sunset, let’s go—"

"Not without that coffee,"

I sighed dramatically. "Okaaaaay."

I headed to the kitchen while Sunset went into my room. As I grabbed the coffee beans, I heard a throat clear behind me.

Dad stood there, arms crossed, leaning against the counter. "You really doing okay, kid?"

"Huh?"

"After everything that happened," he said. "Don’t give me the ‘it’s in the past’ speech. I’m your dad. You went through hell, and I didn’t even know about it. That’s not sitting right with me."

"I mean… yeah, it sucked. A lot. There were moments where I thought—" I stopped myself, shaking my head. "But Sunset was there. She fought for me even when I didn’t remember her. And now? I’ve got my memories back, she’s still by my side, and I’m not letting anyone mess with us again."

Dad studied me for a long moment, his face unreadable. Then, he let out a slow breath. "She really loves you, huh?"

I smiled. "Yeah. She does."

He nodded. "And you love her?"

I didn’t hesitate. "More than anything."

Dad smirked. "Then hurry up with that coffee before she kills you with that love."

I carried two mugs of coffee and a plate of cookies back to my room.

Sunset was sprawled on my bed, face buried in my pillow. The second I walked in, she peeked up at me and made the biggest, saddest puppy eyes I’d ever seen.

"Cookies?" she asked in the softest voice possible.

I sighed, setting the plate down next to her. "You’re lucky you’re cute."

She grinned, immediately snatching one up. "Mmm. You spoil me."

I sat next to her, taking a sip of my coffee. "Yeah, well, you deserve it."

She nudged me playfully. "So. Wanna go on another motorcycle ride?"

"Ha. Ha." I deadpanned. "Very funny."

She smirked, dunking her cookie in her coffee. "I thought so."

Then, she stretched out on the bed, her fiery hair spilling over my pillow as she turned her head toward me. "Sooo," she drawled, "how does it feel to have everything under control again?"

I chuckled, my mouth full of cookie. If only she knew.

If only she knew about the other Sunset and Twilight. What they’d done to Discord. What they had planned.

But she shouldn’t know. Not yet.

Not when we needed time to settle things in our group, time to rebuild what Anon-a-Miss tried to tear apart. Then we’d figure out a way to get rid of Sci-Sunset and Sci-Twilight.

I coughed, still struggling with the stupid dry cookie. "I feel… full," I muttered, swallowing and flopping onto my back beside her, staring at the ceiling.

Sunset rolled onto her side, propping her head up with her hand as she studied me. "You okay?"

"Yeah" I sighed. "I just keep thinking. About the girls. About how they need to learn a lesson."

Sunset snorted. "They prob already got a good verbal beating from Principal Celestia."

"Oh yeah, Celestia can show temper." I smirked. "But Sunset, I don’t think that is enough."

Her expression softened. "You’re still upset about it, huh?"

I turned my head to look at her. "I mean… what if I hadn’t gotten my memory back?"

She flinched slightly.

"Or what if we didn’t have friends like the Sirens or Flash back there?" I continued. "Who knows what would’ve happened to us"

"Shhh."

She pressed a gentle finger to my lips, stopping me mid-sentence.

Her eyes were soft , full of warmth. "We don’t need to be thinking about ‘what if,’" she whispered. "We should focus on now.’”

I let out a breath. She was right.

"And now," she continued, pulling her hand back, "we need to think about where the slumber party will be. Christmas is around the corner. And you, my gentleman, need to clean this house."

"Oh, great. This again."

"And," she added, raising an eyebrow, "you need to tell your dad about it."

"Dad?"

"Yeah." She stretched her arms behind her head. "He should know about the slumber party. I mean, you live here."

I hesitated. "Hmm… Sunset?"

"Mmm?"

"I was actually thinking of something else."

She turned to me, curious. "What?"

I sat up, rubbing the back of my head. "What if—hypothetically—"

"Mmhmm." She smirked, already picking up on my nonsense.

"—if I were to give my dad, let’s say… magic?" I said, side-eyeing her. "Like, if he had magic, would he be like that other Sombra?"

Sunset’s smirk dropped into a thoughtful frown. "Huh…"

"Wait, you’re actually considering it?"

"Well…" she rubbed her chin. "He shouldn’t be like the other Sombra. He’s different. But if he really tried, maybe?” She gave me a teasing look. "Don’t forget your dad is a little mischievous—"

I immediately grabbed a pillow and bopped her on the head. "Hey! Don’t insult my father!"

Sunset gasped, dramatically clutching her head. "Ow! I’m just saying!"

"Yeah, yeah." I rolled my eyes. "So… quick answer?"

"No. And yes."

That didn’t help.

I layed back down, staring at the ceiling again. If worst comes to worst… maybe I could train my dad, teach him how to use magic properly. Then he could actually help us fight Sci-Sunset and Sci-Twilight…

Sunset nudged me. "Why are you asking?"

I hesitated. "Just wondering."

Sunset narrowed her eyes. "Mmmhmm. You’re a bad liar."

"What? No, I’m not!"

"Oh, please." She poked my cheek. "This is about Anon-a-Miss, isn’t it?"

"No?"

She crossed her arms. "Mhmm. You totally know who it is."

I looked away. "I really don’t."

"Are you lying to me?"

My heart clenched. I… I didn’t want to lie to her. But I couldn’t tell her the truth yet. Not about her. Not about them.

"No. But whoever it is… let’s just say they’re powerful."

"Powerful?"

"Yeah. Powerful enough to… spare Discord."

That made her sit up straight. "Wait. Discord was almost—" She swallowed. "Who is this?"

"…I don’t know."

She looked at me for a long moment. And then, slowly, she let out a breath. "Okay. But when you do know… you’ll tell me, right?"

I smiled at her, reaching out to take her hand. "Yeah. I promise."

She squeezed my hand. "Good."

Then, she smirked. "And we’re not going to spend our free time just… thinking about what your father will do with magic, right?"

I hummed, pretending to think about it. Oh, so we’re doing something sexy? I thought to myself. Maybe we—

"Maybe we’ll watch something romantic. What do you think?" Sunset cut me off before I could even finish my internal fantasy.

"Uh—yeah, I was thinking just the same thing."

She gave me a knowing smirk, as if she had read my mind.

I stood up, walking over to my TV. Yeah, I had a TV in my room.But I mostly used it to play games though, with everything that had been happening lately, I hadn't really gotten the chance.

"Okay, what do you want to watch?" I asked, scrolling through my streaming site. "I have this cool site with all the movies."

Sunset raised an eyebrow. "Really? The Prince of Salvation is pirating movies?"

"Oh, please. Who would pay a subscription just to watch 40 minutes of a movie and then never open it again?"

She paused, considering it."Fair."

"Exactly."

Sunset leaned back against my bed, stretching like a lazy cat. "Maybe we should watch Titanic."

"Absolutely not."

She sat up, looking offended. "What? Why? It’s a classic!"

"It’s three hours long and ends badly. No thanks."

Sunset huffed, crossing her arms. "I mean, she could have let him—"

"No, no, no!" I cut her off, waving my hands. "She could’ve made him stay on the door. There was room."

Sunset smirked. "See? You do care about the movie."

"I care about logic," I shot back.

She rolled her eyes, then leaned over to look at the screen as I scrolled. "Fine, fine. What else do we have?"

That’s when I saw it.

"Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind."

I hesitated for a second, then pointed at it. "How about this one?"

Sunset squinted at the title. "Huh. What’s it about?"

I clicked on it, letting the movie start. "It’s about… well, erasing memories, I think."

Sunset’s eyes flickered toward me.

Yeah. The irony wasn’t lost on either of us.

"Huh." She sat up straighter. "That’s… fitting."

"Yeah." I swallowed. "We have this thing, don’t we? Watching movies that fit our situation?"

Sunset smiled softly. "Guess so."

The movie started, and we both leaned back against the bed. It didn’t take long for me to get comfortable especially when Sunset shifted, tucking herself against my side, resting her head on my shoulder.

I hesitated for a moment before finally, finally wrapping my arm around her. She sighed contently, her body warm against mine. As we watched, the movie hit hard. It was about love, about pain, about memories—about choosing whether to erase someone from your life or hold onto them, even when it hurts.

It felt too real.

At some point, Sunset whispered, "Would you?"

"Would I what?"

She tilted her head, looking up at me. "Erase someone like that?"

I looked back at the screen. "I… don’t know."

She frowned. "Really?"

I sighed, tightening my hold around her. "I think… I’d rather suffer the memories than lose someone I love."

Sunset’s breath hitched slightly, but she didn’t say anything right away. Instead, she slowly intertwined her fingers with mine.

"Yeah," she murmured. "Me too."

We kept watching, but I wasn’t really paying attention to the movie anymore.

Because all I could think about… was her.

The way she smelled like coffee and cinnamon. The way her fingers fit so perfectly in mine. The way her heartbeat was steady against my side.

I swallowed hard. "You know… I think I’ve fallen in love with you a second time. I mean after i lost my memories."

Sunset froze.

Then, slowly, she lifted her head, looking at me with wide eyes.

"What did you just say?"

I smiled softly, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face. "I love you, Sunset. And I think… I fell in love with you again. Like, all over again."

She stared at me, her eyes shimmering like molten gold.

Then, without a word, she leaned in, pressing her lips against mine.

It was soft at first. Gentle. But then she cupped my face, pulling me in deeper, kissing me like she was afraid I’d disappear again.

I held onto her, tilting my head as I kissed her back, pouring every ounce of emotion into it.

This wasn’t like before.

This was real. This was us.

When we finally pulled away, Sunset rested her forehead against mine, her breath warm against my lips.

"I love you too," she whispered. "And I think… I fell in love with you a second time too."

I let out a breathless chuckle. "Guess we’re both hopeless, huh?"

She smiled. "Yeah. But at least we’re hopeless together."

I kissed her again, softer this time. Just because I could.

I wasn’t scared of forgetting.

Because I knew, no matter what, I’d always find my way back to her.

Author's Note

Okey okey, in last chapter i've said that i'm gonna take a break from this, but i watched good romantic anime, and i got into that mood, so pach pach and this is on, yeah, wholsome chapter, and there are gonna be more, but after i'm done with another story, now i just know that there will be slumber parties, no something like oc seeing futere or nothing, not until... battle of bands? yeah we have a long thing, and between Battle of bands there will be explenation why they are gathering magic, I hope you have fun reading!