Tempest exhaustedly returned to her quarters after another training session under Shining Armor was completed. Throwing herself down on the guest bed, she sighed heavily, still trying to process the burial of her former boss, the Storm King. However, just as she was about to fall asleep, an all too familiar voice spoke into her ear.
"So, you’ve finally begun your training?"
Tempest turned to see the broken Friendship Festival Crown floating next to her, with another piece of it put back together. Tempest was more confused than shocked to find the crown next to her. "How did you get here?" She asked, looking at the crown.
"I have my ways," The crown replied rather quietly. "But, most importantly, you have put another piece of me back together. For each time…"
"I know, I know,” Tempest interrupted. “For each time I do something good, a piece of you comes back together. You don't need to keep reminding me of it."
"Well, I am a spirit and a spirit is ever floating,” The crown explained. “But, so far, Tempest, you have only brought the gold pieces of me back together. Sooner or later, the five diamonds must be put back together and the only way they can do that…"
"…Is if I make amends with Razzle Fizzle," Tempest finished. "But, she won't make amends with me is the problem. I tried to do it and I ended up getting smacked in the face because of it. What do you see in me making amends with her? Again, why am I even talking to you? I've said it before and I'll say it again, you're just a crown I stepped on and smashed into a million pieces."
But, the crown said nothing, for at that moment, there came a knock on the door to the guest room, and the crown quickly became inanimate once again.
"Come in," Tempest called, climbing out of bed as the door opened to reveal Twilight and Cadence on the other side, but they weren't alone as a third pony was behind them and a pony that Tempest was not happy to see. "What are you doing here?" She hissed.
"Fizzlepop, I've…I've…come to apologize for what I did a few days ago," Razzle Fizzle pleaded, lowering her head in shame. "I..I...I didn't mean to…"
"You struck me out of anger when I came to ask for your forgiveness, and now you decide to show your face asking me to forgive you?" Tempest sneered, glaring at her older sister. "Why can't you see that I’m truly sorry for what I did, Razzle?"
"Tempest, all Razzle wants is to say she is sorry for what she did!" Twilight pleaded.
"Yes, I know that, Twilight," Tempest snarled, glaring at her sister. "But, she was too caught up in her anger to truly apologize to me. It's time you learned a lesson, Razzle, and it's time that you understand."
"About what?" Razzle Fizzle whimpered.
"About what happens when you strike ponies who try and beg for your forgiveness!" Tempest attempted to shoot a blast of magic from her broken horn, only to be restrained by Twilight and Cadence, catching Tempest in their respective auras.
"Listen to your sister, Tempest!" Twilight cried out, trying to hold Tempest down with her sister in law. "Listen to what she has to say! Please, don’t do something you’ll regret later!"
Reluctantly calming down, Tempest was released from the magical bonds and dropped to the floor. She looked up at her older sister and waited impatiently for what she had to say.
"If you have something to say, then say it, Razzle." Tempest said coldly.
"Fizzlepop, I really should never have struck you, and I’ve come to apologize for what I did,” Razzle apologized. “And, I want to help you redeem yourself for my sake, not just yours. Our parents are ashamed of both of us right now."
"How do you know that?" Tempest asked in a bitter voice, stamping her left front foot down. "Do you have a spiritual connection to them or something?"
"They have ways, Fizzlepop and they were showing their displeasure over both of us,” Razzle commented. “They don't want us to keep fighting with each other. They want us to get along, and I have come to honor that request. Will you accept my forgiveness if I have come to accept yours?"
Tempest didn't quite know what to think of this as she just stood there for a moment, not knowing what to say or do.
Back in Canterlot, with the Storm King buried at sea, more ponies and other creatures from lands attacked by him and his forces began to trickle into Canterlot, eager to reclaim items that once belonged to their loved ones.
"I don't understand," Luna remarked as she watched from a window up in the castle's throne room. "The messages are finally coming through."
"Don't you see that what we did was the right thing, Luna?” Celestia asked. “The victims want closure, and we need to help them earn that closure. Where have the items been moved to?"
"To the ballroom sister," Luna answered, looking over towards her older sister. "And Grubber has been kind enough to aid in the returning of the items, along with cooking meals for them like he promised."
"Then, I think perhaps we should go down to the ballroom and at least provide some comfort to them," Celestia advised, stepping off of the throne. "I know that they were victimized by the Storm King, but so were we."
Celestia and Luna then made their way out of the throne room and down towards the ballroom, where the distribution of the stolen items was already in full swing. The sounds of chatter and crying were silenced when the two sisters stood at the entrance to the ballroom.
Immediately, all in presence bowed to them.
"There is no need to bow before us," Celestia said to the assembly. "You have all suffered enough, as have all of us here in Canterlot. We want to help you all in any way possible in your respective recoveries."
The silence of the ballroom was deafening as the princesses walked into the ballroom among the multiple creatures gathered. Once they got to the front of the ballroom where the items were boxed, the creatures broke into a thunderous roar of cheers and cries, grateful that the royal sisters were willing to do everything in their power to help them recover from the nightmare that they all went through.
"I think they like the idea." Grubber said to the sisters.