Damaged diamonds

Applebloom sat upon her bed and took out her note book.

She hesitated for a moment and espied her surroundings.

Nothing was out of the ordinary.

This was her same habitual room, nothing new was poking out or anything.

It just felt odd.

Nonetheless, she opened her note book and took out her crayons.

Besides pinkie,

she had interviewed several other ponies.

Common towns folk, neighbors, acquaintances, and of course pinkie pie.

The commoners were not very affected by the death of rarity,

and very few knew if teddy Safari.

Teddy Safari didn't even live in Ponyville,

neither did her family members.

Her cousin lived in Coltifornia,

a pearl white unicorn mare with a short pink mane.

Regardless, nopony cared all that much.

They did express sympathy though.

Pinkie was in a very irritable state at the moment,

so it was best not to bother her.

Twilight though,

she was a outlandish one for sure.

Twilight's smile ran through appleblooms mind.

She shuddered.

Twilight was delicate, not unstable.

She's known twilight for so long.

Applebloom remembered the tubes pumping through out the unicorns lair.

Twilight made potions and did experiments,

that was possibly the answer for it.

She would never make it so palpable.

Twilight was brilliant and thought things ahead,

maybe her mind was to unstable to do so at the moment.

She then remembered the noises in pinkies home.

They were weak yet frantic.

Distressed?

Pinkie certainly was not.

She didn't seem like it.

Applebloom lifted her blue crayon and marked pinkie.

She then wrote down the characteristics.

Perhaps was that of fluttershy, rainbow dash, or maybe the cakes?

Applebloom lifted he head from her note book and noticed it was becoming dark.

She looked out the window.

Frost crept upon the window pane gently.

Applebloom rested her forehead on the window.

This was difficult.

She let out a soft sigh.

Usually rarity would warm her hooves on cold nights such as this.

Applebloom closed her eyes.

She could still hear raritys soothing humming.

She would delicately brush appleblooms mane.

A few tears rolled down appleblooms cold cheeks.

She turned to the bed and got under the covers.

Ab shut her eyes and began to drift of to sleep.

She shuddered.

That feeling returned,

something didn't feel right.

The filly awoke and squinted into the darkness.

She could see a pair of eyes in the pitch black room.

A deep mumble could be heard.

The eyes were moving rapidly as though the body was twitching.

She clenched her eyes shut and opened them once more,

Fearful that the intruder would be merely inches from her face.

But it was gone.