Innocence

The citizens of Ponyville were too scared to talk about Shining Armor's death and how he can be revived, because of Twilight.. The news spread, and about three females fainted. Why they were too scared to let it leak, was that one day, Fluttershy had a squirrel die. She was screaming all over, like "NO, WHY DID SHE DIE!??"

By her response, they could imagine Twilight, and they thought Ponyville would be flooded in 6 hours if they told her.

"I don't know what's wrong with 'er, the cryin' pony. I think she flooded her house, eh." Tumble said, a innkeeper.

"She's gone wild, oh, and the librarian, Element, what not, and, goodness, she would have Ponyville flooded in 2 hours, ain't 6." another said.

As news was kept in secret, and as a house was trying to be dried after somebody flooded it by insane crying, Twilight Sparkle was in her bed, thinking of ways to protect Pinkie, and to explain how she was innocent.

She would hand out leaflets....Report to Luna, now successor to Celestia....

The thoughts bounced in her head. None of them she wanted. Then, she thought of the "ultimate" choice. She could have doubted it. "I'll sue them. A polite, "please-do-not-do-this" lawsuit." she muttered.

She was mad.

How in the whole wide world of Equestria would she be able to do it? She would just go easy on them, and when they couldn't agree, she could slightly raise her voice. She didn't want to go too hard. Spike came a few minutes later, got a scoop of ice cream, (Twilight didn't mind), and went to her bed.

"Wvat's yohn douhing?" Spike asked, ice cream in his mouth.

"Wha?" Twilight said.

Spike swallowed the ice cream. "What's you doing?"

"Nothing, just thinking."

Spike sighed.

"I'll think I'll sleep," Twilight muttered. She got her blanket, and fell right to sleep.

A minute later, she was cold. She opened her eyes. She wasn't in her bed. What was happening? Spike was nowhere, no screaming, calling for her, no nothing, as she could imagine. She was in a white room. Was this a dream?

Next second, she was falling, through water, mud, anything, even lava! She braced herself, wasn't damaged by the magma, and kept falling, screaming, and hoping the best.

She landed. She was in a dark, blue, and unoccupied room. The hearing room, she thought. She read a sign.

Room 134
Hearings

She was right. A person came into place. A dark, silhouette was walking towards her, something in his or her hand. The shadow came into the light.

"Shining Armor?"

Twilight had not heard or seen her brother.

Shining Armor began melting like ice.

Darkness surrounded Twilight, and cold came. Her skin grew goose bumps. Her mane began muzzled, Twilight began to feel pain, as scars appeared out of nowhere. She floated in darkness, alone. Breathing quickly, Twilight saw lighting, crashing towards her, pain, everywhere, moaning, and Spike came, with some weapon, a huge Spike, she saw. Ready to attack, huge Spike dropped the weapon, and scratched her. Twilight closed her eyes, ready-

"Twilight!" he moaned.

Twilight opened her eyes. She was back in her bed.

"Just... dream..." she muttered.

Spike was there, staring at her.

"What dream?" Spike said.

Twilight did not respond. She was sweating, and the bed was cold. The sheets were on the floor.

"What dream?" Spike repeated.

"I dunno," Twilight muttered.

"I'm just here to tell you..." Spike looked worried.

"Come on!" Twilight said.

"Its just that..... Shining Armor is dead."