Silver Storms

Silver Storms

By Spiritofsky

Chapter 2 - Tears

Scootaloo got to school early like she had the previous day.

When Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon arrived they sat far apart, Diamond glaring at the other filly from her side of the playground.

The pegasus wanted to approach the terrified looking filly but with the other earth pony sitting there glaring at her she was scared to walk over and talk to her.

Silver didn't look to good either. Her mane wasn't in it's usual plait, instead it was messy and tangled, her tail was the same, like she hadn't brushed it that morning and it hung limp around her face. There were bags under her dull, bloodshot eyes. It seemed she had got little sleep, maybe she hadn't slept at all and she had obviously been crying. Her blue glasses were askew but she made no effort to adjust them and her necklace was missing.

Scootaloo was worried for the other filly, the fight seemed to be effecting her really badly...

No..

She had made fun of her throughout her life. Why should she care if she got upset over a fight? She had made her and her best friends feel way worse. Even if their insults barely fazed them anymore, their words had still stung back then, and some wounds still hadn't healed.

But still...

Nopony deserved to feel that bad.

Throughout the day Silver Spoon seemed to ignore everything. Not responding to questions or doing any work, just staring blankly at her desk or the ground. She made an effort to fade into the background by hiding behind her mane and staying silent. It seemed to work to, as her nopony seemed to notice. Only her and Cheerilee.

Cheerilee had tried to talk to her but to no avail. She wouldn't respond.

As the day went on Scootaloo grew progressively more and more worried for her. She didn't seem to get any better and Diamond didn't seem to care about her at all! Just talking to the other ponies, not even bothering to look at Silver Spoon if she didn't have to. Did she have no remorse?

That wasn't something a real friend would do. Even after a fight.

After school had ended, she waved off her friends.

"I'll meet you at the clubhouse later, there's something I need to do first." She had told them.

"Alright!" Sweetie Belle had chimed. "Hurry up though!"

She had agreed but she was unsure if she would be quick. Silver Spoon seemed to be in a pretty bad condition.

She approached the sad filly.

"H-hey Silver Spoon..." She ventured.

"What are you doing here Scootaloo." She mumbled, not looking up.

"I'm seeing if you're alright. You seemed pretty out of it today."

"Why do you care? You should hate me. I hurt you and your friends for years."

"I-I..." She was a little taken aback. She didn't really know the answer herself.

"What." She snapped, her eyes moving to look up at her from behind her hair.

"You just seemed so down. No pony deserves to feel that bad, no matter what they've done. A-and..."

"Hmm?"

"I saw your fight with Diamond Tiara. Well, not really, I saw you after the fight ended. I didn't catch any details. But it didn't seem like a little row with your friend. It was a big fight. I-I saw you fall to your knees... You were crying and... And I just... Feel so bad for you."

"You- What? N-No. I don't need your pity."

As she ran away, Scootaloo saw tears streaming from her eyes.

She sighed and headed over to the clubhouse. This would take some time.

Silver Spoon couldn't believe it. Scootaloo had seen her argument with Diamond Tiara. Or, at least the ending of it. At the very least she saw her crying.

Tears streamed down her face and her knotty mane and tail flowed behind her as she ran to her house as fast as she could. When she got in she didn't bother to shut the door. She ran up to her room and slammed the door behind her. She slid down it and cried herself out before getting up and sitting on her bed. She did her homework, had a bath to try to de stress herself the best she could and went to sleep, latching on to a stuffed toy as tight as she could.

Nopony came up to check up on how she was.

Not like they ever did.