It was a late Hearth’s Warming in Ponyville Memorial hospital. The snow gentle fell around the courtyard, lights flashing all around.
In the mental ward, Rarity had mountains of crumpled up paper, filled with drawings of crossed out dress designs.
Her latest drawing was a halter top with a long mermare style skirt. It was simple, she was trying to add that Rarity flair to it. When she couldn’t bring that design out, she snarled, taking the paper, crumpled it up and throwing it at a wall as hard as she could.
She scratched her head with a whimper. “I can do this, I can do this.” She grabbed another piece of paper and started drawing the same design. She didn’t hear the door of her room swing open and a nurse came in.
“Ms. Rarity, you have a visiter.” she smiled at the mare.
“NO!” Rarity shouted at the nurse. “I told you I don’t want any of my friends and little sister to see me like this!” she was in tears, blowing into one of the crossed out dress designs she made.
“Well, it’s a good thing I’m one stubborn friend.”
Rarity stiffened when she heard Rachel’s voice. She and Spike entered the room with a cake in Spike’s hands.
“Give us thirty minutes,” Rachel told the nurse. The nurse nodded and allowed them inside and closed the door behind them.
“What are you guys doing here?” Rarity asked in surprised.
“We came to see you.” Rachel said, getting the cake from Spike. The dragon grunted before going to a corner and stood there watching as Rachel walked over to Rarity and sat on the bed. “It’s Hearth’s Warming.”
“I-I’m well aware what day it is.” Rarity said as she grabbed her paper and pencil again and started to draw her dress designs.
“Rarity...why are you in here?” Rachel asked calmly.
“I….I,” she scratched her mane. “I can’t think of anything. M-my designs are trash, my shops are slowly going out of business...i’m losing everything!”
Spike had to admit, seeing Rarity like this, even after what she did at the cruise...she didn’t deserve to have all this happened to her.
“I didn’t know you were going through a rough time,” Rachel said softly, looking at her. She reached over and put a hand over her hands.
Rarity moved her hands away from the human and went back to drawing. “I-I just need to get one design right….”
“Rarity, you can still sew right?”
Rarity turned to Rachel with a raised eye. “Yes...I might be slowly losing my mind but I can still sew.”
Rachel sighed. “Then let me help you. How about i draw the designs, you sew them up, have your customers think it’s yours until you can get back on your hooves.”
“Why? After what I did at the zeppelin to you?” Rarity asks her.
“Like I told you, I want us to be friends. You didn’t physically attacked me, you have a chance. But sweetie, you can’t do any of that because you are in the nuthouse.” Rachel said with a smile. “You need to work on you before we work on our friendship.” She then took the cover off of the cake and looked at Rarity. “Want some?”
Rarity eyed at the cake. “That doesn’t look like a Hearth’s Warming cake.”
Rachel giggled. “‘Cause it isn’t a Hearth’s Warming cake, it’s my birthday cake. Today’s my birthday.”
Rarity smiled softly at that. “You were born on one of the magical days of the year...lucky.”
Rachel shrugged at that. “But, before we dig in, this cake needs…” She dug into her pocket and pulled out a bag of blue frosting, “an artist touch.” She then hands it to Rarity.
“You...what?” Rarity looked at her confused as she hold the frosting in hand. “I’m not a baker artist, I’m a fashion artist…”
The human giggled. “It’s still art nonetheless...please Rarity? Do the honors for me?”
Spike watched this, he saw how his girlfriend was to the unicorn. Though he still doesn’t want anything to do with Rarity for a while...he was just at awe that Rachel was doing this out of her heart.
Rarity looked at Spike and sighed softly, giving him the same puppy love eyes look that caused Rachel to snap her fingers at her. “Uh, Rares, either you draw on the cake and stop making goo goo eyes at my boyfriend or else that cake is your new dress.” There was no way of telling if Rachel was joking to get Rarity to stop looking at Spike or if she was being dead serious.
“Right, sorry,” Rarity said, snapping back from looking at Spike and went to work on icing the top of the cake.
After a long ten minutes, the cake design was...childish, but it still was good enough that it gave Rarity confidence. She hands Rachel the cake and icing left and grabbed her pencil and paper and started drawing again.
Not even two minutes later, she drew a very elegant but simple evening gown. “I...I still got it!”
“Baby steps, I’m still gonna help you out...and more.” Rachel chuckled, reaching over and grabbing the paper and pencil from her, turning it over to the back and wrote down a phone number. “Rarity, I want you to call this number. The mare’s name is Psyiana Colt. She was my therapist - yes one of the twins do have a degree of being a head shrink, but i wouldn’t go to her if I need to. This pony here helped me when I was going through my darkest moments during my first few years here in Equestria. She can help you.”
Rarity raised a brow. “You saw a therapist?” Rachel nodded in response.
“Everyone has their demons, she helps conquer them. When you get out, give her a call and set up an appointment. I will check to see if you did or not.”
Rarity started to tear up as the nurse came back in.
“Sorry folks, visiting hours are up.”
“Right.” Rachel stood up, leaving the cake on the bed.
“Rachel, your birthday cake.” Rarity said, watching her leave.
“You go ahead and eat it, share it with other if you want. I’m good.” Rachel smirked. “Happy Hearth’s Warming, Rarity, We’ll see you soon.”
Rarity said her goodbyes before the couple walked out.
“Whoo, that was a trip.” Rachel said as she and Spike walked outside. “Now I would like to go back to the cabin, warm up by the fire and get cozy.” She looked at the big guy. “You now are able to use the cabin whenever you like.”
Spike chuckled before bringing her close into an embrace. “You know what? You are amazing…”
Rachel shrugged. “I don’t know anything about-” Spike stopped her by flicking her nose. “Hey!”
He grinned. “I’m serious...You, Rachel Lockhart, are a better person than i am...i’ve got a lot to learn from you.”
Rachel giggled before hugging him. “Good thing we got until new years to show you.”
“That I do…”
The End