Sweetie Belle could've sat there forever. She felt so content under their new tree, melted into one spirit by the sun, connected by not only their hands but by the feeling of invisibility that shrouded them even in the blinding sunlight. She saw Apple Bloom arrive and start texting someone under their tree. Sweetie was tempted for a second to go and join her friend but she couldn't bring herself to break the spell. Night Song leaned her head on Sweetie's shoulder causing a sharp intake of breath on Sweetie's part. But then she smiled. Sweetie leaned her head slightly to the left so that it lay on Night's head. But then, the school bell rang. Without a word, Night stood up, gathered her things and floated off with a huge smile on her face. Sweetie did the same, not wanting to be late for class, but on her way up the steps, she pondered that ghostly existence that she and Night had shared. No one had seen them. They had literally faded into the school yard. Wait. Did this mean that Night Song like her too? Suddenly Sweetie Belle was over the moon. She skipped up the rest of the stairs and all the way down the hall to her homeroom.

That afternoon when school was over, Sweetie was still happily humming to herself. At first, she went to the CMC's tree where Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were discussing the afternoon.

"It's apple buck season down at the farm so my whole family's down there harvestin em. I'm s'posed to go down when school was out. So sorry I can't hang out with Y'all." Apple Bloom stated.

"Yeah, I'm scheduled to go out for a run with Rainbow Dash. She's gonna teach me some track team tricks so that I'm the most superultraextramosamazing junior track coach CMS has ever seen!" Scootallo was bouncing up and down by the end of that statement.,

"What about you Sweetie"? Apple Bloom asked.

Her eyes flitted over to her other tree and saw Night Song watching the school again. Seeing her there made the butterflies in her stomach turn into tigers.

"I was just gonna go home anyway, so that's fine".

"Cool. By guys!"

"See Y'all later"

"Bye".

As soon as they were gone, Sweetie walked over to Night Song.

"Hey".

"Well hello, Ms.Belle. Would you care to come to my house with me to 'hang out'"?

Sweetie was ecstatic.

"Of course"!

The two of them traveled down the lanes of Ponyville passing by the Carousel Boutique and then crossing town. They ended up in a cute backstreet neighborhood. Night walked up the stoop to a chestnut brown front door. Night opened it and they walked into the house.

"Mom, I brought a friend! We'll be in my room. Leave us be please!"

"Ok honey."

"Mom, why are you home so early"?

"I-"

Sweetie didn't have time to take in the rest of the kitchen because Night was leading her up the stairs into her room. As soon as they got in the room, Night slammed the door behind her and collapsed against it. Night's room was very nice. She had dark brown fuzz carpeting and indigo walls. It was a perfect square. In one corner, she had a bed with a pretty white quilt and blue pillows. Next to it, she had a tall bookshelf brimming with books. She had a few chestnut dressers on one wall with closet doors in a corner, and a desk in on the other wall. Above it was a large set of shelves packed with journals and notebooks. She had a bulletin board above her bed with multiple sketches and pictures. But the best part, was the fourth wall. A semi circle window overlooked most of ponyville letting in the buttery afternoon light. Sweetie stared in wonder at the room until her eyes found Night. She was sitting on her bed with her head in her hands. Sweetie walked over and sat down next to her. She put her arm around her shoulder and smiled at her as she opened her eyes.

"What's wrong about you mom being home early"? Sweetie ventured.

"It means that she's getting closer to being let go". Night replied despondently.

She shook her head and fell backwards on her bed. Sweetie followed her down. As she stared up at the ceiling, she realized that Night had glowing stars just like her. She smiled at the thought that at night, they were both looking at the same artificial constellations.

"I just don't know what to do", Night said, "I love my mom so much, but the choices that she's made about her life at this point, are just gonna tear her apart."

"Hey, you can always talk to me." Sweetie said, touching Night's shoulder.

"I know, I've just never had someone like you. Someone who I can share my disappearance with, someone who is so like me. Someone who i think could love me."

Sweetie inhaled sharply at this last part. Did this mean that Night loved her too? Did this mean...a thousand questions whirled in her brain for a moment before she gained her senses and said,

"Well, I do love you."

Sweetie waited for disaster to strike, for Night to be disgusted and throw her out of her beautiful window. But instead, there was a small smile and a response.

"And I love you too."

Night leaned her face into Sweetie's and kissed her. At first, Sweetie wanted to break away until she registered what was happening. Night Song was kissing her. Her lips were sweet and soft and tasted faintly like strawberries. A thousand feelings whirled inside of Sweetie. Colors and noises echoed through her brain reverberating into a huge symphony of joy and confusion. She felt Night's lips move slightly against hers, making her heart thump in double time. Her heart was beating so hard and so fast she wondered if Night could hear it. Sweetie felt extremely helpless so she moved her arms, She moved one over Night's shoulder waiting for a response. When she got nothing but more butterflies, she draped her other arm over Night's other shoulder. Then she felt Night's hands on her back, pulling her in closer, pulling her into Night moving her in time with her moving lips. Sweetie's hands slid along Night's back making her shudder. She could feel a mile against her lips and she could almost taste the sweet notes of Night's song. When Night broke away, Sweetie wanted to scream. She felt so exposed to the world now with out the security of Night's embrace. Night kept her arms around Sweetie, pulling her down onto her bed. The two lay there for a moment, eyes locked. Then, Night curled up against Sweetie making her feel so loved and safe. Sweetie curled around her, shaping herself to accommodate Night. They lay there together, again feeling unseen to the world. Floating away and above the rest o the universe and into their own secret corner of shadow where they could lay together in peace. With these thoughts in her head, Sweetie fell asleep.

When Sweetie woke up, she smiled. Judging by the way the light fell across the floor, she had only been out for an hour or so. She turned her head and saw the wall. Wait. The wall? She bolted upright. Where was Night? She turned around, scanning the room. The door wasn't open, where could she be? She opened the door and raced down the stairs.

"Where's Night Song"? she demanded from night's mother.

"I-I thought she was with you". The mother said, clearly confused.

Now Sweetie was really starting to panic. She raced around the house, opening doors and searching the halls, slightly aware of the confused and worried presence of Night's mom.

"What's goin' on here?" Night's mother finally asked.

Sweetie explained. Except she replaced the kissing and falling asleep together with talking and napping. The two raced downstairs when they heard knocking on the door. It was their neighbor, Tuttle Turtle. the one who night had called the 'least responsible neighbor ever'

"Hello. I just wanted to let you know, that about a half an hour ago I saw Night Song being taken away by some swiss cheese bug thing. Thought you should know. Tootdleoo."

He left.

"Tha knuckle head. Probably just his way of playin' a sick joke."

Changelings. Sweetie knew it. But how. She couldn't stand it. She sat down in the alley and cried. She cried harder than she had ever cried. She cried rivers and oceans of sadness. Then. She fritted her teeth and said to herself.

"Night Song. I swear on the river Styx that I am going to get you back."

As in a response, the sky clouded and thunder boomed in the distance. She lifted her tear streaked face to the clouds and looked to the distance. Somewhere out there, was Night Song. And she intended to find that somewhere and bring her home.

Author's Note

Not exactly sure about my romance writing status so I'm not sure how muc you all liked it!