Spike's eyes glinted with tears, before him lay Twilight Spark. His dear, dear friend and someone who he had grown to know as a sister. He simply couldn't believe that she was gone, Spike knew that what he was doing was forbidden but since he had gone so far as to dig her mangled body out of the ground and somehow manage to drag what was left to the castle. Spike simply didn't care if what he was trying to do was forbidden or not, beside him lay books many of them open and many of the others closed, beside the books that were open lay gems that Spike had managed to find in his chest of gems. These gems were no ordinary gems however, they had a specific purpose that would help to bring Twilight back to the land of the living. Spike didn't hear the door of his room creak open, nor did he smell the sweet smelling perfume that followed the opening of the door however what Spike did notice was in the still silence of the quiet room a single gasp shattered it's silence.
“My goodness, Spike!” Rarity had a hoof to her mouth, eyes filling with tears that have yet to be shed. Spike met her eyes and couldn't tell whether the tears were from the sadness of the situation she had found him in or the fact that the smell of decay was causing her to tear up “D-darling...” Rarity began, but Spike raised a claw and stopped her in her tracks “I don't want to hear it, Rarity. I'm going to do this, I don't care if I get dragged away to the very depths of hell. I want my friend back, I need my friend back.” Rarity sniffled slightly, taking a few cautious steps into Spike's room. Her eyes widened at the mess “Goodness! What a me-” She broke off into a nervous chuckle as she noticed the look that Spike gave her, she feared what he would do to her if she were to finish the sentence so she dropped it immediately. Spike wandered over to one of the books and shut it, he ran his claw down his face and let out a sigh his eyes locking onto Rarity's tear filled ones.
“If you're here to give me something, then leave it with the others.” Spike prodded a claw into the corner of the room. Rarity followed his claw and gasped softly, in the corner sat four separate presents, and on closer inspection they were all from the other members of their friendship group. “Spike, you cannot do this. This...this...” He silenced her again, this time by slamming down his book and glaring into Rarity's eyes, she shrunk back slightly “If it wasn't for MY mishap. Twilight would still be alive to this day.” Spike shook his head and felt something warm trickle down the side of his cheek. Rarity let out a deep breath and took another couple of steps forward, inching herself ever closer to Spike.
“You simply cannot blame yourself for that!” Rarity exclaimed, shaking her head the purple mane on top of her head swishing from side to side as she did so. Spike almost smiled at that, but the heaviness of his loss reminded him that he had no right to smile and the feeling of smiling simply died away “You weren't to know that-...that.../thing/ was going to attack!” Spike bit down on his lip, a painful memory flashing through his head. Twilight leaping in-front of him as the creature's claws slashed for him, the creature ripping into Twilight's body, almost tearing it into two. The burning hatred he had for the creature, the red. He could remember it all so vividly “Darling, t-this...thing that you are about to do is considered immoral! Celestia herself vowed that whoever uses this spell would be banished to the furthest corner of Equestria never to set foot in their home town again! I don't want that to happen to you!”
Spike picked up the book he had slammed down before, he glanced out towards the window that was beside him, sighing he bowed his head. The silver rays of the moon's light shone on him, bathing him in an ethereal silver glow. Spike raised his head once more, then turned his attention to Rarity who had tears running freely down her cheeks now, he watched as she trotted up beside him. He stared as she placed a hoof around his shoulders and placed her cheek against his, and he blushed as she pressed the smallest of kisses against his forehead “This isn't what she would want, darling. Twilight would want you to be happy with your life, not committing an atrocity like this.” She said softly, motioning to the table beside them. Spike felt his heart grow heavy and the tears that were sliding down his face had now multiplied. The gaze he held on Rarity lasted all of five seconds before he looked back up at the moon. Rarity too looked up into the dark night sky “Spikey-Wikey, I'm always here for you.” She whispered softly, placing yet another kiss upon Spike's forehead. He could feel the dragon beginning to blush and smiled softly at that, she always knew that Spike had a crush on her and this proved it, she found it simply adorable how he'd blush or go all shy when she did anything affectionate towards him.
Spike looked over at Rarity, the blush that stained his cheeks had now burned away and a small smile was now set on the dragons lips. He broke the silence by whispering “I know...I know...” and with that silence reigned in the room as the two stared outside into the starry night sky, both of their hearts heavy with loss but at the same time both of their hearts slowly healing because they had each other.
Author's Note
Well, uh...here is my first story. It may not be good (Yeah, somehow may is an understatement) but...it's here nonetheless
