Generous. That was my element. But now, it's all gone. My friends, my happiness, everything, lost in stupid arguments. After our fight, I just couldn't live in Ponyville, and I told myself I was above all that, and moved to Manehattan, to run my store branches. I- I wanted to keep going, but I just couldn't get inspiration, or ideas, and I decided to leave the industry. Its time for some fresh blood isn't it? In fact, that's the last act of generosity I've done, because I've frozen over the year.

As soon as I lost my inspiration, I lost my audience, and believe it or not, ponies here can be very harsh critics, especially when they aren't pleased. I was very rudely and roughly thrown around, and kicked out of my own showroom. Cold, wet tears ran down my face as ponies I was so generous with turned their backs on me. As if one cue, icy raindrops fell from the damp clouds, and I didn't even bother hiding from the rain.

First my friends, now my audience and colleagues, what next? Trudging through the muddy soil, I found myself at the doorstep of a library, two majestic lions flanking its entry. Glad to finally find some shelter, I hurried in, not bothering to say a polite 'hello' to the librarian. I shook my head vigorously, twisting out water from my soaked mane. Something about this aisle seemed wrong. Very wrong.

I glanced at the shelves, and found a book, and it had a title bringing tears to my eyes. "Elements of Harmony" I whispered, dusting to old book of with my hooves. Levitating it, I flipped through the ink stained pages, but writing still clear. This book seemed to go through some rough days. Kind of like my friends and I. Pictures of us uniting to use the Elements against Nightmare Moon, Discord, our friendship against Tirek, the Canterlot Wedding, the Crystal Empire. All of our adventures, big and small. But who wrote the book?

"Glad to see you're enjoying my book Miss"

I turned around to see- Spike? Well, sort of Spike. He had seemed to get a tad larger, with longer body, more scales and long tail. I stared at him, shocked to see how much he had changed over the year.

"Spike?" I asked cautiously. The last time Spike had grown up, he had become greedy and vicious, and I was making sure if that was the case now. Spike nodded, and his eyes fell on the tattered book in my hooves.

"Stumbled across it?" he asked, taking a seat beside me. I nodded, silently flipping through the pages, Spike looking as well.

I didn't feel as comfortable as I usually did around Spike, perhaps it was the fact he had grown so much. I was hesitant to ask, I didn't want to come across as 'rude', our relation becoming much more formal now. Nonthless, he's my friend, and I we were close after all.

"When did you grow so much?" I asked after a akward silence. Spike chuckled, not looking up from the book.

"It happened a week after you and the others left" I had just noticed, even his voice was deeper. He smiled sadly, looking up at me, "I guess, I changed a lot after you left- a lot"

I didn't utter a single word, but soon grew the courage to ask him a painful question, "Did all of our friends go on their own paths?"

Spike didn't answer immediately, thinking for a while, "I- I'm not really sure. Twilight had to leave, so I went around trying to find shelter. Of course I went to your boutique first"

I smiled, as he continued, "But you weren't there. Applejack, Pinkie, Fluttershy, I was getting desperate, so I even used Scootaloo's 'flying' scooter to go to Rainbow's mansion. But everyone left. Now I'm just trying to find all of you, even if you aren't willing to reconcile again"

I felt like I had touched a nerve in Spike's soul. It must have hurt, your motherly figure leaving, and then everyone you trust abandoning you. I couldn't look at Spike, I was too ashamed.

After a long silence I spoke up, "I'm so so sorry"

Hot tears flowed down my face as I sobbed into Spike's shoulder, "I wish I was there for you. You were always there for me, and when you needed my help I just-"

I couldn't bring myself to finish my sentence. Spike looked slightly taken back by my outburst, and he quietly hugged me. We stayed in a warm embrace for a while, and I finally let go.

"When did you write that book?" I asked, pointing towards it.

"Every day, when Twilight and you all made me write those letters to Princess Celestia, I kept a copy, and formed all that information into a book, so other could learn from you guys, and one day, the next generation of the Elements would know what to do"

His eyes welled up with tears, "I just didn't know that friendship would end so soon"

I felt a pang of emotion as Spike said those words, and decided to quickly change the topic. Nervously poking my hoof at the ground, I got up, "We should sit somewhere else, not in the middle of a-" I didn't know much about libraries and their terms.

"Aisle of books" volunteered Spike, getting up as well, "I spent a lot of time in libraries"

I giggled, "Yes, of course you did"

The two of us walked towards a bench, and took seat. I decided to start the conversation.

"You simply must come and visit again Spike" I offered. I'd miss my only friend left now.

"Where?"

I laughed, his question valid, "I suppose I can't live in a library forever"

"Maybe you can" said a voice. I turned around to see the same librarian at the door, the one who I didn't greet, "I have a job for shelving books, it pays well, and free residence"

I turned to Spike, "I suppose you should visit here after all"

The three of us laughed, and the libarain seemed to notice the book I had, "Elements of Harmony Miss Rarity? Aren't you one of them?"

I stopped laughing, "Oh, I was. May I ask how you know my name?"

The librarian chuckled, "You were the most stylish fashion designer around Miss Rarity, all of Manehattan knows you"

"I have a new life now. Away from designing" I sighed.

"Will you be keeping that book?"

I looked down at the musty book, but I could see the title gleaming, "Yes. Yes I will"

With a small nod, the librarian walked off, and Spike gave me a strange look, "You want to read that?"

I didn't reply, just gave a nod. Spike coughed, "Well, I better be going"

"It was great seeing you Spike" I said, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. Spike turned bright red, and smiled, "Still have the same old ways Rarity"

"I'll always be the same for you Spike" I whispered, "I wish you luck on your trip-"

I paused, and laughed, "No, quest"

Spike stared at me, amused, "You remember every line don't you"

"Crystal clear"

Waving goodbye to Spike as he braved the cold outside, I felt warm. Inside. Spike just brought a part of me back to life. These days, Spike visits very often, five times a week at least. I keep asking whether its trouble, but he insists, "Its not trouble for someone like you" We've gone on quite a few dates and outings, and we've become quite close. He's opened me up again. Made me generous again.

Author's Note

It was raining outside today, so I thought 'Rainy day, hot chocolate, laptop= writing a 'rainy' fanfiction' I needed a break from OPO* drama, to something a little laid back. I've got a really strict plan for this one, so it won't stretch to much. It'll be exactly eight chapters, a prologue, one chapter for each of the Mane 6, and a Conclusion. Simple but hopefully effective story, enjoy! And there's a reference in there to an S2 episode in there.

*The Optimist, the Pessimist, and the Over-protective