Author's Note
Old school M235 is back. Prologue added to provide a bit more context as to what my idea was at the time.
Prologue
“Hello, are you, Sweetie Belle?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“You don’t need to be so distant, Sweetie Belle. I do not intend to do you any harm.”
“I know… I know. Rarity told me this would help with everything that has happened. She said she knew you from her last fashion show in Canterlot.”
“Yes, we did have our run-ins. But that can be saved for another time. Our time today is to talk about your time with Levi.”
“Yeah and I’m happy to—to—is this going to be twenty questions, Miss?”
“No, not whatsoever. I’d like to hear what your experience with him was like. After all, he was the only human with us. It’s…”
“Otherworldly.”
“Yes, when you put it bluntly like that.”
“I… don’t know where to start.”
“Well, why not the beginning? Isn’t it how all stories are told?”
“Foals tales, maybe… and the beginning for him scarred me the most.”
“It did?”
“Mm-hmm. And… I still have nightmares about it to this day. I… I don’t know.”
“Well, if it is uncomfortable for you to bring up, you can stop at any point and we can take a break. Does that sound okay?”
“...”
“Sweetie Belle?”
“Yes… I guess. I-I’m not sure if it’ll be the right thing to do, but maybe it’ll help me get my feelings out there, you know? Apple Bloom and Scoots were there with me, and they were shaken up too, but… after everything that happened, I think it still hits me the hardest out of us three.”
“They did say that to your sister from what I recall, that they were worried about you the most.”
“She told you that?”
“Within confidence, yes.”
“...”
“Is that alarming to you?”
“No, no. My sister can tell you anything that she wants. It makes sense, since our parents visit every so often. She’s practically my caretaker.”
“You are not wrong on that part. However, I’d like to think your parents also care about your wellbeing too.”
“They do, and I know that. But still… it’s… hard to bear this pain alone. I…”
“It is, and that’s why you’re here. You’re not alone here. You have me to talk to, to sort yourself out. It’s time to let this pain go, Sweetie Belle. And it starts from the root cause.”
“I… you’re right. Okay.”
“...”
“Well, Sweetie Belle?”
“J-Just n-need a moment. Sorry.”
“It’s okay. Start with what you and your friends were doing that day, and we can go from there.”
“I—I guess that’s a good place to start.”
I cleared my throat.
“It all started when Rarity woke me up that morning…”
