Death Should Not Have Come To Thee

"Sister, you need to get up."

"Why."

"It's six in the evening and the moon needs rising."

"You do it."

"Luna! it is your responsibility! Please make sure it remains so!"

Luna sat up in her bed. "It doesn't matter what is my responsibility! I failed to protect her! I failed, Celestia, I failed!" She cried.

Celestia stood at the foot of her bed, not knowing how to respond to her sister's emotional downfall. "Luna..."

"What?! What do you want from me!"

Celestia approached her sister, sitting down on the edge of the bed as she let out a defeated sigh. "I just don't want you to do this again Luna."

Luna remained quiet, dropping her gaze to the lavender sheets that covered her partially. "That want happen again, sister. I just need some time." She mumbled.

Celestia put a hoof around her shoulders, pulling her in for a warm embrace. "I know it hurts Luna, but shutting yourself out won't stop the pain." With that, she stood up and began making her way to her bedroom door. "Besides, it's not healthy for you to be cooped up in this tower for the rest of your existence and you know that." She said as she left the bedroom, leaving Luna alone, her only companions being the evening sunlight pouring through her balcony doorway and the utter silence that blanketed the area.

It had been two weeks since Twilight's fatal accident, and nothing has changed. The pain didn't ease, her heart didn't heal, and her mind couldn't piece anything together. With a lot of thought and a heavy sigh, she got out of bed. She approached her mirror adjacent to her bed. She gazed into her reflection, her eyes matching her own. The heavy bags under her eyes and the messy mane only shown her mentality in a physical form.

A soft knock was heard from her door.

"Enter"

The door opened a crack before swinging open slowly.

Rarity stood just beyond the boundary of her room with a grim expression on her normally pristine face.

Luna made a futile attempt at composing herself before turning around. "Oh! Hello!"

"Good evening princess."

'Evening? Could it really be evening?' Luna thought, giving a quick, subconscious glance at the window. 'Oh yeah, Celestia said it was...'

"Are you alright?" Rarity asked, puzzled by the lack of attention Luna was showing her.

Luna shook her head and gave a slight nod. "Excluding the circumstances, I'm-" She trailed off a bit, her gaze meeting the floor. "-fine, I suppose."

"That's... good... I suppose." Rarity shuffled her hooves a bit.

"Do you... have business with me?" Luna asked nonchalantly.

"I do, though it isn't the best kind of business, and it's probably a bit early to speak to you about it. Though, I think you should know." Rarity said.

Luna tilted her head to the right slightly.

Rarity nodded. "May I take you out for a bite?"

Luna thought about it. Is it possible that Rarity is trying to replace Twilight? What sort of friend does that! Luna shook her mind of such thoughts and with a quiet sigh she agreed to go.

The two walked the streets of Canterlot in search of a cafe or a quiet restaurant. The streets were as busy as ever. Some grew quiet when Luna passed, knowing what had recently transpired. When they finally found a cafe, they took their seats and ordered a couple of drinks. Luna ordered a latte, whereas Rarity ordered a Caffe Medici, which was basically an espresso with chocolate syrup, an orange slice, and a over abundance of whipped cream.

"So, what did you need?" Luna asked, sipping at her latte.

Rarity ran the tip of her hoof around the rim of her espresso. "It's not what I need, darling, it's what we need. Not just you and I, but all of us. You see, I've studied what happened to her, and..." Rarity trailed off.

"and what?" Luna asked, anxiety building.

"Luna... There is no way Twilight's untimely passing was an accident."