Sweetie Belle sat on the leather couch and didn't move an inch. Beside her, her friend Spike sat as well. He tapped on the leather and stared at the ground solemnly. His eyes were half opened and slightly red. Sweetie Belle on the other hand kept her eyes wide open and locked them on the front door of the boutique. He quietly coughed into her room then resumed watching the door.
Spike stretched his limbs and yawned. He put a hand on his belly and lightly scratched it. He took a glance at Sweetie Belle.
"You're still looking at the door?" he questioned.
"I just can't wait for Rarity to come back," Sweetie Belle replied quickly. "I haven't seen her for a couple days ever since she went on her trip to Canterlot."
Spike gently nodded his head and rested his head on the leather couch. He closed his eyes and sighed. The aching sound of silence droned on for a couple moments, the distant ticks of the clock nearby adding to the serenity of the silence. Spike could feel his body becoming numb and sore from the sitting he had to do.
"What was she doing in Canterlot?" Spike asked.
Sweetie Belle paused for a moment. "Well, she said that she had to do costume designs for a play that a theatre group was putting on. I don't think she ever done something like that before, so it's pretty exciting."
"Huh. That's pretty cool."
Spike never felt such a dry boringness ever in his life as bad as the situation as this. Since he was Sweetie Belle's friend, he happily accepted the request to come over, seeing as he had finished all of his chores at home. However, the time that he had to wait had become unbearable. Spike had never waited for something for so long before in his life. But it was Rarity, and he figured he can wait for her any day.
"Boy, I just can't wait," Sweetie Belle quietly added. "I haven't seen her in days."
"Maybe you can cool it for a bit. I know it's been a while, but you can't just keep talking about it obsessively."
Sweetie Belle turned to Spike. "I know, but you'd act crazy if Twilight was gone for a while."
"Yeah, sure," Spike replied. "But that was only if she was gone for months. Rarity has only been gone for a couple days."
Sweetie Belle glared at Spike. "But Rarity has been gone for four days! That means that she was three days away from being a week away, and that is just too long!"
Spike leaned away from Sweetie Belle. She crossed her arms and sloped down on the couch. Spike sighed.
"Look, I'm sorry, Sweetie Belle. But don't worry about it. She'll come soon. I know it."
Sweetie Belle sighed. She sat herself up and looked at the door. Spike turned away and veered into the kitchen. Maybe a good snack or some tea was in order.
"Hey, do you think I should make some tea?"
Sweetie Belle thought for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."
Spike leaped off the couch and walked to the kitchen. Studying his environment, he looked at the various cabinets. He took a random guess and opened one of the cabinets. On the middle shelf happened to be a pack of tea bags. Spike grinned and took the bags while reaching for some coffee mugs. He took a kettle and placed it on to an oven element and waited for the water to boil.
While making the tea, he did wonder about the question of Twilight leaving for a while. There has been times when she left for out of town for a little bit, but it was never anything major. Besides, Spike could have some time for himself and read all the comic books that was available to him. But it raised a question in his mind.
What if she never came back.
Before he knew it, the kettle started screeching. Spike took the kettle and poured it into the mugs. He placed the tea bags in the cups and let them set. Finally, the tea was ready. He took the two mugs and went back to the couch. Sweetie Belle still stared at the door. Spike rolled his eyes and gave the mug of tea to Sweetie Belle. She glanced at the mug and grinned. She took the mug and sipped.
Spike jumped back on to the couch and sipped on his own tea. Once again, the boutique was silent. Spike started staring at the door as well. He started thinking that the other crusaders could have done this without Spike's help. They must have been doing something for them not to be available.
Suddenly, the door knob started to turn. Sweetie Belle gasped and dropped his mug of tea in mid air, leaping off of the chair. Spike reacted quickly and caught the mug and balanced his own. Sweetie Belle ran to the door with a wide smile on his face.
"Rarity! You're home!"
The door opened and Sweetie Belle pounced. She tumbled to the floor. She groaned and looked down. Sweetie Belle's smile turned into a frown. It wasn't Rarity; it was her friend, Twilight. She was dizzy and her vision had been blinded. Sweetie Belle gasped and got off of her victim quickly.
"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry Twilight!" she apologized.
Twilight got up and brushed the dirt off of her. "No, Sweetie Belle. It's quite alright."
Spike set the mugs down and approached Twilight.
"Hey, Twilight," he greeted. "What's up?"
Twilight brushed her leg and scratched her eyes quickly. "I'm here for Sweetie Belle. I need to talk to you about something."
Sweetie Belle raised her brow. "Um, sure. Okay."
Twilight nodded. "Why don't you come over to the couch, Sweetie?"
Sweetie Belle glanced at Spike. His only response was a shrug. The three went to the couch. Sweetie Belle and Spike leapt on to the couch, while Twilight remained standing. Spike took a moment to analyze her. For one, her eyes were noticeably red. Her hair was a smidgen out of place and her coat seemed a little off. Overall, she looked a little terrible. Maybe she had a bad sleep?
"What do you need to talk about?" Sweetie Belle asked.
"Sweetie, I know you have been waiting a couple days for Rarity to return from Canterlot..."
"Oh, yes!" Sweetie Belle interrupted. "I have been waiting so long for her!"
"Please," Twilight said, raising a hoof. "Let me finish, Sweetie."
Sweetie Belle sighed. "Ookay..."
"Sweetie, as it turns out, she won't be coming back from Canterlot. She has been involved in an accident while she was travelling from train. It was a major incident, and most of the passengers didn't survive."
"There was a train derailment?" Spike inquired.
"Yes, there was. The real cause is unknown," Twilight said.
"Well, I really do hope that Rarity made it out okay," Sweetie Belle said happily. "It would be pretty bad if she wasn't one of the survivors."
Twilight's lip started to quiver and a little stream of tears appeared in her eyes. She lowered her head and wiped the water from her eyes. She looked at Sweetie Belle with red eyes and a pained look.
"Sweetie, your sister wasn't one of the survivors."
Sweetie Belle's smile turned into a frown. She looked down at the ground as she thought. Spike looked at Sweetie Belle, having thoughts of his own.
"No...that can't be right," Sweetie Belle said quietly. "She must have survived. I saw her only a few days ago."
"Sweetie Belle," Twilight said. "I'm so sorry. But you must realize that this is happening."
"No, it can't be true," Sweetie Belle replied. "She's too strong to be gone."
"Sweetie Belle," Spike stepped in. "You gotta face this. This is a shock to all of us right now."
"No!" Sweetie Belle hissed. "You two are lying to me! Rarity is not dead!"
"Sweetie Belle, please!" Twilight said, tears streaking down her face. "You're making this too hard!"
Sweetie Belle leaped off the couch and started to attack Twilight, giving light punches. A well of tears appeared in her eyes.
"No! You're lying! Rarity is not dead!"
Sweetie Belle repeated until soon she collapsed to the floor, muttering to herself.
"She's not dead... she's not dead..."
Spike rested a hand on her shoulder and whimpered himself.
"She's not dead..."
