Artist felt like her mind was running many miles a minute and couldn’t seem to get control. She knew this feeling, she was having another meltdown; her anxiety was spiking, her hands were trembling, and her heart wouldn’t stop pounding against her chest. Applejack, Rainbow, and even her mother tried to get her to calm down, they even gave Artist her little plushie, but this time she had a little more trouble regaining control of herself. Jack couldn’t watch this any longer and embraced Artist within his arms with all the comfort and safety he could muster, slowly, but surely, calming her down to the point where her hands stopped shaking, her heart returned to a more manageable rhythm, and her anxiousness was all but nonexistent, Artist even subconsciously raised her arms up and held Jack just as he held her.

Soon, after she had calmed down, Jack pulled back enough to look her in the eyes and stroke her hair to make sure she was okay now, “Are you okay now?”

“Okay now?” she replied.

“Here, let’s get you back in your wheelchair, okay?”

“Back in...wheelchair.”

Not letting her go and risking another meltdown, Jack guided Artist back into her wheelchair and let her go, but remained stroking her hair to let her know he wasn’t abandoning her. Pinkie came up to the two of them and gave them a gentle, caring smile.

“That was very sweet of you.” she said.

“I couldn’t just stand there and watch her suffer.” Jack replied.

“Maybe a little tea party will calm her down a little more.”

Jack nodded and everyone, minus him who was still keeping Artist relaxed, went to grab the things needed for a tea party; a small table, a tablecloth, tea cups, and a fancy teapot. Soon, everything was set up for a small tea party, and everybody joined in, much to Rainbow’s reluctance at something so frilly, but the only downside is that Artist was still tense, her previous meltdown still lingers in her mind, even though Jack was stroking her hair and playing along with the tea party, remnants of her anxiety still remain.

“Why are we doing this again?” Rainbow asked as she was handed a tea cup.

“Because Artist needs to calm down,” Jack said still holding Artist.

“Calm down?!” Artist replied.

“Yes, Artist, my darling,” Jack said nuzzling her.

“Jack!” Artist said turning to Jack.

“Yeah?” Jack asked.

“Is go home?!” Artist asked.

“No, I'm not going home, ok?” Jack said to Artist.

“Not gonna go?!” Artist said hugging Jack.

“Aww!” Twilight said as she came over and sat down next to her daughter.

“Hey kid, do you want to go flyin’ with your auntie Rainbow Dash?” Rainbow asked Artist.

Artist avoided Rainbow’s question.

“Artist, are ya ok?” Applejack asked but Artist didn’t respond or look at any of her family.

Artist was rocking back and forth not making eye contact with anybody not even Jack.

“Artist, everything ok?” Jack who was silently sitting down finally asked.

“Artist everwything ok?!” Artist repeated.

“I think I should go,” Jack whispered to Twilight who nodded.

Jack slowly got up from the floor and made his way to the door, at that moment Artist who been sitting there rocking, stopped rocking and looked at Jack, her face turned as red as a tomato and then she let out a high-pitched scream.

“Artist, hun please calm down,” Fluttershy said stroking Artist’s back to try and calm her down.

Fluttershy picked Artist up and sat down on the ground and started rocking back-and-forth with her niece to try and calm Artist down, and Fluttershy started to sing:

Hush now, quiet now
It's time to lay your sleepy head
Hush now, quiet now
It's time to go to bed

Then Rainbow Dash started to sing:

Hush now! Quiet now!
It's time to lay your sleepy head!
Said hush now! Quiet now!
It's time to go to bed!

“Rainbow Dash that’s quite enough now,” Fluttershy whispered.

But Rainbow wasn’t listening she continued singing

Driftin' (driftin') off to sleep!
Exciting day behind you!
Driftin' (driftin') off to sleep!
Let the joy of dream land find you!

“Rainbow, please-“ Fluttershy got cut off.

Hush now! Quiet now!
Lay your sleepy head!
Said hush now! Quiet now!
It's time to go to bed!

Ow! Rainbow finished.

“Rainbow,” Flutteshy trailed off. “I can’t believe that actually worked.”

Fluttershy carrying Artist into her room and laid her down in bed.

“Night night, my love,” she whispered before exiting the room.

As Fluttershy came back into the living room, Pinkie had packed the tea party supplies away she was sitting on the sofa looking rather concerned.

“Do you think it was too much for her?” The pink haired girl finally asked,

“I do not know,” Twilight admitted.

“Well, I wanted to take her flying but I guess that is not going to happen,” Rainbow said looking down at the ground.

“You do realize that if you had taken her flying she would have another meltdown, right?” Twilight asked.

“Yes, i do, but I thought all children liked flying with their idol,” Rainbow said hanging her head..

“How exactly would you go flying?” Pinkie asked.

“Um,” Rainbow scratched her head

“This is not equestria,” The pink hair girl said.

“Ok?” Rainbow questioned but brushed it off as just another of Pinkie’s random questions.

“Well, now what do we do, Artist is sleeping and there is not much we can do?” Twilight said.

“Maybe the readers of this story have some ideas of what we can do,” Pinkie quickly said as she turned to the writer.

The others looked in confusion.

“You better have an idea of what’s going to happen next?” Pinkie asked as soon as she poped her head out from the story it’s self and looking at the reeder.

Twilight looked very confused, Pinkie took notice of that.

“I am breaking the fourth wall silly,” The pink haired girl said giggling.

The next day.

Twilight went upstairs to Artist’s room and knocked on the door.

“Artist, sweetie time to get up,” Twilight said to Artist who was still under the covers.

“No stay home,” Artist called.

“But if you stay home Jack is going to miss you,” Twilight softly spoke.

“NO, ARTIST STAY HERE!” Artist yelled as Twilight went into her daughter’s room and sat down on the edge of the bed.

“Why don’t you want to go to work?” Twilight putting an arm around Artist who by now was crying.

“Had a bad day yesterday,” Artist admitted.

“Ok ok, you can stay home,” Twilight sighed.

“Thanks,” Artist said hugging her mom.

“But don’t think for a second that you’re off the hook for yesterday young lady, your punishment will begin now you will stay in your room you will not have any friends over no TV no iPad no iPhone am I clear?” Twilight said to Artist.

“Understand?!” Artist said not making eye contact with her mother.

“Good, let’s go downstairs,” Twilight said as Artist got herself dressed.

Author's Note

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I hope you do enjoy this chapter