A Chiseled Tiara

Word spread about the death of Diamond Tiara.  Filthy Rich still did not know, though.  Rainbow Dash, with Scootaloo still on her back, flew to Filthy Rich's house.  She landed at his front door and knocked.

"Now, Scootaloo, you should tell Filthy Rich what happened," Rainbow Dash told Scootaloo. "After all, this was your doing."

"Don't remind me," Scootaloo said sadly.

The front door opened finally.  Filthy Rich stood there looking at Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked politely.

"Yes, Filthy, there is bad news that Scootaloo must explain to you," Rainbow Dash answered.

"Oh?  What trouble did Diamond Tiara get herself into this time?" Filthy Rich asked Scootaloo.

Scootaloo was unbearably nervous.  She could only picture in her head Filthy Rich's reaction to finding out that Diamond Tiara, his daughter, had died.  She looked Filthy Rich into his eyes.

"Well, today, Diamond Tiara along with Silver spoon were coming up to tease my best friends and I," Scootaloo started.

"Your best friends?  Applebloom and Sweetie Belle is their names?" Filthy Rich asked.

"Yes.  Anyway, I got really mad at the two of them for giving us a hard time.  I started yelling at Diamond Tiara, and she started yelling at me.  I even pushed Silver Spoon, making her angrier," Scootaloo continued.

Filthy Rich raised an eyebrow.

"What happened after that?  Where is Diamond Tiara, anyway?" he questioned.

This being asked mad Scootaloo's heart sink.

"Well, I got so mad at Diamond Tiara that I...well...I..." she trailed off.

"What?!  Tell me what happened to her!" Filthy Rich said getting worried.

"So I pushed Diamond Tiara and she fell off of a cliff!  She's dead now and I am so sorry!" Scootaloo admitted with tears flooding her eyes.

Filthy Rich slowly digested that unthinkable truth.  He looked at Rainbow Dash.

"Please tell me that isn't true," he said.

"I'm afraid it is true, Filthy.  I'm sorry, but Diamond Tiara is gone now," Rainbow Dash said solemnly.

She hung her head down while filthy Rich stood and gaped.  Now Diamond Tiara, his most cherished thing in his entire life, was dead forever.  His eyes filled with tears, and he turned his head away.

"Okay, y-you two can g-go now," he said quietly.

"Alright, Filthy.  Scootaloo, thank you for making this easy on not just me and Filthy Rich, but yourself as well," Rainbow Dash said.

Filthy Rich was now audibly sobbing.  Scootaloo felt like crying herself; she had done this to Diamond Tiara and Filthy Rich.  She had also disappointed Rainbow Dash.  She hung her head and let tears drip onto Filthy Rich's front porch.

I'm a monster.  A complete monster, Scootaloo thought.

Rainbow Dash wrapped a wing around Scootaloo.  Scootaloo looked up to her idol and noticed her tearing up as well.

"Again, Filthy Rich, I'm sorry about your loss," Rainbow Dash apologized.

Filthy Rich, completely distraught, opened his now reddened, teary eyes.

"I-I at least would like a funeral," he said. "A funeral for my Diamond."

"I'll talk to the mayor.  I'm sure we can make arrangements.  Scootaloo will go, too," Rainbow Dash said.

Scootaloo felt indignant; first, she had killed Diamond Tiara because of her being a jerk, and now she had to attend a funeral for her.  She knew there was no point in arguing about it, though.  She hung her head down again and let the tears fall.  Filthy Rich had more tears, though.

"Filthy Rich, you go inside for now, because I can see you're not available.  I'll talk to my friends and Mayor Mare.  We'll see what happens after that," Rainbow Dash said calmly.

"Oh no, i-it's fine, Ms. Rainbow Dash," Filthy Rich assured.

"But, Filthy, you look devastated.  Can we at least go together?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"S-sure," Filthy Rich sighed.

"Alright then.  Now, Scootaloo, you should tag along, too," Rainbow Dash said satisfied.

"Fine," Scootaloo said under her breath.

After that, Rainbow Dash, Scootaloo, and a grief stricken Filthy Rich went to Mayor Mare's office.  Rainbow Dash once again made Scootaloo explain what had happened, and Mayor Mare agreed to hold a funeral the following day.

Later, Applebloom and Sweetie Belle assured Scootaloo that they would show up to Diamond Tiara's funeral, too.  Silver Spoon said no words to any of the Cutie Mark Crusaders; she instead stayed at home wishing that this was just a horrible nightmare.

For the rest of the day, Scootaloo looked down the cliff Diamond Tiara had fallen down because of her.

Why?  Just why? Scootaloo asked herself. I'm a monster, a horrible monster.