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// Chapter Two 
// Story: Broken Hearts and Broken Trust 
// by LaysPotatoChips 
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Chapter 2: Forlorn


The next three days where probably one of the worst days in both Spike and Thorax's lives. Neither of them came out of their rooms during the duration of their mourning process. This was most certainly true for Spike, as he had taken the breakup the hardest. He just locked himself in his room, not bothering to come down and interact with Twilight or any one of his friends. The only things that he did were cry, and gorge himself with a large stash of gem stones in order to try and fill the void that was left in his heart. Neither of which helped him ease the pain of regret for what he had done. He had just lost his best friend, his lover, and now he was back to being the lonely dragon in a sea of ponies. As the third day came to a close, Spike made his way out of his small bathroom and back to his bed. Climbing into the covers, he turned towards the small nightstand that connected with the bed he was sleeping on. On it, he saw his lamp, alarm clock, and his picture Twilight and the rest of the mane six. Resting in the corner of the picture frame, was a row of pictures from a photo booth. Spike sighed, and grabbed the pictures. He sat up in bed, and gazed down at the small photo album that was in his claws. The first panel showed both him and Thorax in a goofy position, the next panel showed the two of them embracing one another, the third panel showed the two of them mooning the camera for the heck of it, and the final panel was what got to him the most. It was a picture of the two of them giving each other their first kiss. Memories of that day flooded Spike's mind, as a flashback played in his head.

FLASHBACK:

" Wow Spike, I had a great day today!" Thorax exclaimed as he bit into his cotton candy. Savoring the sweet and start taste in his mouth.

" Well, I did want to make our first date special, and I thought why not have it at the Carnival." Spike said as 

Thorax smiled and began nuzzling Spike's muzzle gently. Spike shuttered with pleasure as Thorax began rubbing his muzzle against his neck. It didn't take long for the both of them to notice that all of the rides and booths where all closing for the night.

" I guess it's time to get going." Thorax said sadly

Spike gave a disappointed look at first, but then noticed a photo booth right next to the entrance. His eyes beamed with excitement as he said

"Hey Thorax, how about we both make these memories permanent?"

Thorax was about to ask what Spike meant, until he noticed the photo booth as well. The two of them gave sly grins to each other, and in a matter of two point five seconds, the two of them shouted

"Race Ya!"

The race towards the photo booth was about as short as anything, but for the two of them it was extremely fun. As the two of them made their way inside the booth, they both started trying to keep themselves from laughing as the camera took their pictures. A few minutes of photo taking later, the two of them were out of the booth. In a matter of a minute, two copies of pictures slid out of the slot that dispensed the photos. Spike grabbed them and placed one of the set of pictures into Thorax's hoof.

"Now this memory can last us for a very long time." Spike said kissing Thorax on the lips.

"I like that Spike, I really do." Thorax said with a smile

END OF FLASHBACK

Spike's claws were trembling now, and soon his entire body fallowed suit. Spike began hiccuping, as hot tears flowed down his face at the memory that had just played in his head. He was surprised that he could even cry, after doing so for nearly three days now. He had cried for so long, that small scars had began to show on his face from all of that crying. Regardless, he just let all of it out. He hugged the picture in his claw and bawled like a infant being separated from its mother for the first time.

"Thorax!" Spike cried as he hugged the photos even tighter than before.

There was nothing else he could do, but just cry...and cry some more.

Meanwhile, back at the Changeling kingdom, Thorax was in a similar state at Spike. However, instead of crying, he just lied in bed with a small plush of Spike cuddled up next to him. The reason why he wasn't bawling his eyes out, was because he had already let out all of his tears the day that Spike had broken up with him. Now, he was just a mess. He didn't eat, he barely slept, he just shut down. Many of Thorax's subjects became worried about the health and well being of their King. Some even went so far to sneak into Thorax's bed chambers, while Thorax was asleep, just to make sure that he was still breathing. Many of them were concerned at what had happened to cause Thorax to just shut down like that. Many of the Changelings remembered when they saw Thorax running towards his bed chambers, and a few even recounted that they had seen him crying. Many of them wanted to see what was ailing their king so much, but they decided to let him be, at least for the next few days that is. However, things were starting to slow down a lot more, now that Thorax wasn't giving directions anymore. Because of this, their hive (although livable) was still in need of repairs, and the love that they sustained was starting to wear thin. They all knew that something had to be done, and quick, in order for everything to stay in order. After drawing rocks, Rummy ( a changeling with red eyes, red tips on his ears , and a heat shaped birthmark on his face) was selected to go and talk with their king. That, of course, was not going to be an easy task.