She couldn't sleep, no she wouldn't. Every time she closed her eyes she saw images of that demon wreaking havoc. She didn't want to face any more dreams about what could have happened the night after the crown had brought out the darkness and anger that her own ego and bitterness had formed inside her.

Sighing she got up and walked over to the terrarium that sat on one side of her room, noticing that only her pet's tail visible from under a fake log. "I'm glad someone can sleep." she mumbled, though she instantly felt bad for the path her thoughts were going.

It's not anybody's fault I can't sleep. I'm the dumbass that turned into a raging she-demon. She mentally scolded herself, though the thought sent a wave of nausea through her as she recalled the feeling of the fireball between her hands, how one part of her was screaming to stop while the prominent, angry part had sent the orb hurling toward Twilight Sparkle and her friends.

One part of her wanted to talk to someone about this and that same part of her mind made her want to go to Celestia. No, you can face this on your own. You shouldn't get too dependent on anyone. You know that doing so only gets you hurt in a long run. Sighing she remembered how she had gotten a brief reprieve the day before.

Well, I've already done that before...might as wells do it again.

She thought before heading toward the bathroom. Making sure the door was locked Sunset sighed and sat down on the closed toilet seat. Maybe if I do this enough I'll be able to get some real sleep. She thought as she repeated the same action she had done the day before, not stopping until her thigh was littered with blood and scratches.


Trixie sighed as she saw Sunset walking toward her, she could tell by one glance that the redhead had a bad night, dark rings formed under her eyes. Though what really stood out was the fact that Sunset was dressed in a pair of sweatpants instead of her usual leggings or skirts.

"Are you okay?" Trixie asked, earning a glare from the former bully who made a point at walking right past her. "And the big jerk ignores me. Okay, that works too I guess." Trixie muttered before following her, noticing the slight limp and stiff movements.

Sunset's friends mentioned her being afraid of her foster mother, now she's limping and everyone saw blood when she ran off the other day after that trash incident. She is obviously tired today...is it possible that she is being abused at home?

That thought alone worried Trixie, especially since Sunset was already being practically tortured at school. Hurrying to catch up with her, the magician decided to try again to make conversation "want to stop somewhere to get something to eat before meeting with the others? I could use a coffee."

"You and me both. I couldn't get to sleep last night." Sunset answered, running a hand over her face as if trying to wipe away the drowsiness she felt.

"I can tell, no offense but you look like hell."

"None taken. I feel like it too."


"Aw man. Your mom found out?"

"How much trouble are you in? We didn't get you into trouble did we?"

Sunset chuckled at her friend's concerned faces "well she wrote it off as a teenager thing. I am still surprised by how laid back she can be. I mean, if this had been my actual parents I'd have been in deep shit."

"Wait, you're saying your parents were…" Sunset cut Applejack off before she could finish her question.

"I don't want to talk about my family. They were aristocrats and we weren't very close and I was beyond glad when I got to study under the princess since I got to live as far from them as I could get." She said, remembering all too well what blasts of magic could feel like.

"Anyways Darling, how was it that your mother found out?"

I can't tell them the truth. Who would want to invite the principal's...pet...to anything? Besides Celestia doesn't know what they–we call her. She probably would be so annoyed if she found out I called her my foster mother.

"Evidently Luna is smarter than we realized. But according to my mom, the principles aren't going to do anything this time." She answered with a shrug, hoping she seemed nonchalant about the whole thing.

"Well, at least no one's going to end up in trouble this time." Fluttershy commented, earning a chuckle from Rainbow Dash.

"You're still thinking about what happened sixth-grade year aren't you?" she questioned, earning a nod in response.

"Hey, why don't we tell embarrassing stories from our pasts? I'm sure even Sunny has something to talk about!" Pinkie suggested earning a collective groan from the group.

"Pinkie, remind me again why we let ya suggest things?" Applejack retorted, though Rainbow Dash just laughed as she said: "Just tell the story about the pigs AJ! Sunset will hear that story eventually!"

"Ugh, Fine but ya go first miss bigshot! Ah, think we all want to hear about the trashcan accident that happened freshman year!"