Eventually, Blazing Star and Trailbreaker brought Spike back to the palace and bandaged his face were a bruise had formed after Golden Charm threw him into the wall. Spike explained everything that was going on along the way leaving out the fact that he's been secretly meeting Rarity at the private section of the royal garden. The two guards act just as concerned as ever for their friend. They reluctantly admit that Golden Charm and Fancy Pants are right that he should get over his feelings for Rarity.
After Trailbreaker finishes bandaging him up, Spike robotically thanks him before walking away saying that he needs time to think. The two guards silently agree as Spike leaves and takes a walk down the halls of Canterlot Castle.
As he walks down the grand halls, Spike thinks about everything that has been told to him in the last hour. The more he does, the more he considers that maybe they are right.
“No, they can't be,” He thinks. “After all, she was still a good friend to me, right? She followed me with Twilight and Rainbow Dash when I went to the Dragon Migration and supported me when I competed in the Gauntlet of Fire. She was caring enough to ask for some ointment from Zecora while I went through my molt. So even when she did use me at times, she still was a generous pony, right?”
Spike gives it more thought and eventually a small smile emerges on his face and he becomes more confident.
“Yes, was...no, she is,” he thinks. “Even if she was that way before, she's nothing like that to me now. She's been so thoughtful and caring, even supportive by giving me that book so that I can figure out how to properly write on my own and gave me a large pile of gems to eat without a care. If anything, the only thing I've had to worry about her at all since I came back is knowing that she is in so much emotional pain because of what Golden Charm did to her.”
Spike’s confidence grows as he walks, feeling positive of his argument. But then it fades just as quickly as it came when he realizes something.
“But does she ever regret manipulating me that way at all?” he wonders. “Does she have any remorse even after being used herself?”
Spike frowns in frustration. At the rate that he's debating with himself, he’s stuck. Just then, he notices that he's near an entryway that leads to the royal garden. He thinks for a moment before he decides to go outside and head to the gazebo to sit down and think things through in a peaceful environment. As he exits the castle and enters the garden, he notices the sky is covered with dark clouds and there is the faint sound of thunder. He ignores the likelihood that it might rain as he follows the familiar path through the garden and makes his way to the private section until he stops in surprise.
Standing in the middle of a flower bed plucking on a rose glumly is the very white mare that is constantly on his mind. Rarity plucks on the rose with her magic at a slow pace and she let's put a long, depressed sigh as she stares at the flower. Spike doesn't know how to react with her suddenly here where he didn't think she would be, but before he can do anything, Rarity gets a feeling that she's not alone and turns around to see him standing there. For a moment, Spike sees Rarity’s eyes light up at the sight of him and his heart leaps for the first time since before Canterlot’s raining season, but then it melted back into her glum state. Rarity walks over to him and the two of them stay silent for a minute before Rarity speaks.
“Hello, Spike,” she says softly.
“Hi, Rarity,” Spike quietly says back.
They become quiet again until Rarity asks, “Did Twinkleshine and the others tell you?”
Spike nods sadly and says, “Yeah, they sort of spilled the beans before I could stop them.”
“That's alright, dear,” Rarity says gently. “I'm glad you learned it from our friends rather than some...other ponies. I am sorry that I didn't keep my promise, though.”
“That’s okay,” Spike says plainly. “I guess in the end it was just something beyond either of our control.”
“Yes, I suppose,” Rarity says with a weak smile before she looks at Spike with a serious look in her eyes. “How are you feeling about it?”
Spike frowns and looks away from the mare he deeply cares for.
“Upset mostly,” he says before he turns to look at her again. “Upset that you were tricked and falsely framed and there was nothing you could have done about it. Upset that I was not there to help you when no one else had your back.”
Rarity smiles again only this time it is sincere.
“That’s my Spikey-Wikey. As sweet and eager to help as ever,” she says making Spike smile bashfully before her frown returns. “Though I must say there probably is nothing you could have done. One would think I would have learned to be careful who I can trust after devoting years of my life into this business. Suri Polomare should have made it clear that there might be no one I can really trust apart from my family or Fluttershy, Twilight, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and especially you, dear. But I guess I always had a weakness for handsome, popular stallions and that was bound to be my downfall sooner or later. Heh. Guess I'm not much wiser at the age of thirty than at the age of twenty-three.”
Spike keeps his sad frown, unable to think of something comforting to say to Rarity. His thoughts are interrupted when Rarity walks over to him with a concerned look on her face.
“Good heavens, Spike, what happened to your face?” she asks worriedly.
Spike remembers the bandage on his face and jokingly says, “Oh I drank too much cider like you and fell down the grand stairs inside Canterlot Castle.”
“Oh my goodness!” Rarity squeaks in shock while covering her mouth with her hoof.
“I'm kidding. I just got into a little fight,” Spike instantly says with a toothy grin while secretly glad to see her so worried about him.
Rarity gives the dragon an angry pout, displeased with his prank which only makes Spike chuckle.
“That is very poor form, Mr. The Dragon,” she says before it hits her. “Who in the world where you fighting anyway?”
Spike hesitates and rubs the back of his head. He thinks about telling Rarity not to worry about it, but one firm look from the mare was all he needed to understand she wants the truth. He bites his lip, snaps his eyes shut and takes a large breath before he says, “It...was...Golden...Charm.”
Spike dares to slightly open one eye to see Rarity staring at him surprised. She then looks away with a glum look and says, “Oh...I see.”
“Are you mad?” Spike asks nervously.
Rarity is silent for a moment before she turns to look at him with another small smile.
“No, darling, I'm not mad,” she says softly. “Though I would appreciate it if you don't act so irrationally. I’d hate to be the reason that someone hurt one scale from your precious head.”
Spike feels his cheeks heating up again and he turns away bashfully. He hears Rarity giggle at his reaction with makes his face turn redder once again. And yet, he can't help but smile at the sincerity of her worry and that she would call him precious as opposed to just cute like she used to years ago.
“I’ll...be more careful next time,” he manages to say.
“Thank you, dear,” Rarity says sweetly.
*KABOOM*
Spike and Rarity both yell and jump in surprise from the sudden sound of lightning striking very close to them. Suddenly, Spike feels a drop of water falling right on his nose. Just as he reacts to what happened, Rarity feels two more drops falling right on top of her head. The two of them only have a moment to realize what is happening before more raindrops come suddenly until they are caught in a massive rain poor.
Rarity yelp's in shock as her curly hair turns flat in a matter of seconds. Spike notices this and suddenly grabs her hoof and leads her toward the gazebo at a running pace. Rarity suddenly blushes lightly at the feeling of Spike’s hand as the two of them make their way to the gazebo and pant, relieved to be under shelter.
“Brrrr, what a fine time for it to be raining like this,” Spike grumbles while getting down on all fours and shaking the water off his body. “It’s a good thing we weren't far from shelter.”
“Indeed, thank you for bringing me safe from the nasty rain, my brave knight,” Rarity says jokingly.
Spike chuckles bashfully while giving Rarity a toothy grin much to her amusement. The two of them continue smiling until they look at the view of virtually nothing but giant droplets of rain covering the entire area as if they are under a ginormous waterfall.
“I guess we're stuck here for a while,” Spike says with a sigh.
“Yes, I suppose so,” Rarity admits.
The two of them quietly sit down on the exact same benches they sat on throughout the summer and wait patiently for the rain to let up. It wasn't long, however, before Rarity starts hugging her body for warmth. She then hears a sneeze from Spike and turns her head to see him shivering uncontrollably. She feels her heart sink at the sight and she mentally wishes she had a bunch of dry towels to cover him with.
Suddenly, she hears the faint sound of birds chirping. She turns her head to see two birds taking shelter from the storm in their nest under a large tree. The two birds appear to be mates as they happily huddle together for warmth. Rarity smiles at the affection between the two birds until she hears another sneeze from Spike. She turns back to him and notices him starting to shiver more and she feels like she needs to do something now.
Just then, she gets an idea and her pale white cheeks turn pink at the idea. She mentally debates with herself on whether or not to do this but when she hears one more sneeze from Spike she sighs quietly knowing what she has to do. Without a word, Rarity gets off her seat which quickly catches Spike's attention and she walks over and sits right next to him. Before the purple dragon can ask what she is doing, she wraps her arms around him and snuggles her head against his chest.
“R-r-rarity?” Spike manages to say with his face turning red.
“I'm just giving you some body warmth, Spikey-poo,” Rarity says assuringly while using her wet, flat hair to cover her own bashful face. “I don't want my favorite dragon to get sick.”
Spike tries to say something in response, but his voice dies in his throat. Deep down, he is glad that she is trying to keep him warm, but he feels his entire face turn red at how close they are. He and Rarity have hugged before, but the way she is holding him close and laying her head on his chest makes his heart race like never before.
“You don't need to be so stiff, Spikey,” Rarity says suddenly. “And it isn't polite to not wrap your arms around a lady when she’s soaking wet as well.”
Spike feels like his cheeks are heating up more than ever.
“M-m-my apologies, my lady,” he manages to say as he nervously wraps his arms around Rarity.
Rarity smiles and sighs blissfully as she feels Spike's arms around her. Eventually, Spike finds himself smiling at how comfortable she is around him. The two of them remain wrapped in each other's arms with their eyes closed as the rain continues to go down heavily.
After an hour, the downpour slowly dies down to a drizzle. It takes a few minutes before Spike and Rarity break from their moment and realize that the worst of the storm is over. The two of them let go of each other and stand up, but they secretly regret letting the other go.
“Well...um…” Spike begins, nervously. “That was quite the storm.”
“Indeed,” Rarity says.
“I guess heading home shouldn't be too much of a problem,” Spike says. “Although I could find an umbrella you can borrow from the castle if you want.”
Rarity smiles sweetly at the kind dragon, but on the inside, her heart feels heavy at the idea of them already going their separate ways again. She begins to frown for a second before she gets an idea.
“Actually, Spike…” she begins nervously. “Would it be alright if you...come over to Canterlot Carousel with me and stay for dinner?”
Spike's eyes widen and he feels his cheeks heating up a little again as he turns to look at Rarity in disbelief.
“Really?” he asks.
“Of course,” Rarity replies feeling more confident. “Think of it as a… thank you for protecting me from the rain.”
Spike stares at her for a moment before he smiles and happily nods.
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Spike and Rarity make their way to Canterlot Carousel, having small talk as they walk. When they come inside, Rarity grabs some towels from her bathroom and hands one to Spike before she dries herself with another, redoes her hair, and starts making dinner. After 45 minutes, Rarity finishes making a large meal for herself and Spike and the two of them proceed to the dining hall where they begin eating and chatting.
“Oh my goodness, that's why you borrowed Applejack’s dog treats for Winona?” Rarity asks with a giggle.
“Yeah,” Spike says sheepishly while scratching the back of his head. “After turning into a dog both times that I went to Canterlot High with Twilight, I kinda had a desire for more dog treats and so decided to...borrow a bag. But I ended up regretting it after eating one and discovering that my dragon body doesn't care for that as much.”
Rarity laughs out loud and Spike smiles knowing she's not laughing to hurt him.
“No wonder you didn't hear the end of it from Applejack for a while,” she says.
“Yep,” Spike admits. “And no belly full of gems was going to wash away the taste no matter how delicious they were.”
“Oh what an unfortunate waste of gems,” Rarity says. “I think you were saving up quite a few of them back then.”
“I was, but that's nothing compared to how many gems dragons typically consume,” Spike says with a teasing grin. “If I told you how many gorgeous gems that could have been used for dresses are used to feed a dragon twice my size on a daily basis, you’d faint.”
“Oh goodness, do not speak of such things, Mr. The Dragon,” Rarity says playfully while lifting her hoof over her head in an over-the-top manner. “You’re going to give me goosebumps.”
The two of them laugh for a few seconds before they go back to their meal. They eat quietly for a few minutes before Rarity remembers something.
“Speaking of dragons, how is your book coming along?” she asks.
Spike smiles at the sincerity of her question before he answers.
“I still have a lot of work to do,” he says. “I'm probably going to make a third draft after I finish the one I'm working on right now. The book you gave me is a tremendous help though.”
“I'm glad,” Rarity says cheerfully.
The two of them continue to eat in silence until they finish their meal. Spike pats his belly which makes Rarity giggle.
“What?” he asks.
“Oh, nothing,” Rarity answers with her hoof covered. “You just remind me of when you used to do that a lot back you were just a little dragon.”
Spike blinks for a moment before he chuckles back.
“Actually, I hope you still have room in that belly of yours because I'm about to make some hot cocoa and I have a little something for you to go with it.”
Spike Smiles warmly and says, “Yes please, that sounds great.”
Rarity smiles happily before she quietly excuses herself and leaves the dining room. Spike waits quietly for several minutes before Rarity comes back holding two mugs of hot cocoa with her magic and placing one in front of Spike.
“Lots of marshmallows on yours just the way you like it,” Rarity says in a singing voice as Spike’s eyes are glued to the marshmallow covered drink. “And there's this.”
Spike keeps his eyes on the hot cocoa until he sees Rarity levitate something familiar in the corner of his eye. He lifts his head up and stares in shock as he sees a familiar heart-shaped fire ruby floating across the room and gently lands right in front of him. Spike stares at it in disbelief for a moment before turning to Rarity who has already taken a sip of her hot cocoa. Rarity takes a peek after taking a sip and notices that Spike is staring at her.
“Well, go on, darling, eat and drink up,” she says.
“But...is this the fire ruby?” Spike asks.
“Indeed,” Rarity says plainly before taking another sip.
“But...but I gave it to you,” Spike says.
“And now I'm giving it back to you,” Rarity says.
“But why?” Spike asks.
Rarity pauses for a moment before she puts her mug down and sighs.
“I'm not worthy of keeping it any longer,” she says. “I know you think that’s ridiculous because I'm so beautiful and generous, but I know it's true. Besides, it would make me happier if you finally ate your birthday dinner than for me to keep it for myself any longer.”
Spike stares at the white mare even more shocked than before as Rarity goes back to her drink as if she didn't just say something that just touched his heart. Spike turns back to staring at the ruby before finally taking a sip from his cocoa. He can't believe that the mare he has cared for all this time would say anything like that. It’s as if she somehow knows how hard it was to make that sacrifice years ago and wants to return the favor. A small smile enters his face as he feels a sense of confidence filling his heart.
“That’s it then,” he thinks. “I don't care what anypony else thinks, I know what kind of pony she really is. I should tell her how I feel right now. Maybe something like that is all she needs to fully lift her spirits after everything she's been through.”
Spike’s smile grows as he becomes certain that what he's thinking about is going to work. He takes a large sip of his cocoa before turning to Rarity.
“I love you.”
Rarity almost chokes while drinking her cocoa and coughs violently before taking a few breaths and turns to Spike.
“Sorry, what was that, Spike?” she asks.
Spike takes a deep breath before giving Rarity a sweet smile and says, “Rarity. I can't help but be in love with you. I always have.”
Rarity’s eyes widen and her pupils shrink. She quickly turns her body away from facing Spike just in time to hide the blush growing in her cheeks. Spike looks at her starting to feel worried as Rarity processes his confession. Within seconds, her whole face is red and her heart is beating rapidly. Without noticing, the edges of her mouth curve up slightly and she places her hoof on her heart.
But the moment is short lived. She shakes her head to snap out or her bashful daze and takes a deep breath. She turns back to Spike with a sympathetic smile on her face as she picks up her mug.
“I'm very sorry, Spike, but I don't feel the same way.”
Spike’s mouth drops slightly as his heart painfully breaks into tiny pieces. Rarity finishes her cocoa and puts her mug down before she lets out a sigh as she stares at the table.
“I'm selling Canterlot Carousel to Sassy Saddles and moving back to Ponyville,” she says bluntly. “I was on my way to make it official with her while Fluttershy was waiting to meet us at the courthouse when Twinkleshine saw me. I made the decision long before you came back. Sassy still has a good name in Canterlot and she’s learned a lot from me. I know she'll take great care of it, but I can't stay here anymore. I'm trapped without my life in Ponyville where I can see Fluttershy, Sweetie Belle, my parents, Twilight, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, and Pinkie Pie every day. I only went outside when it rained because that was the only time I can leave my boutique without encountering ponies who would verbally attack me.”
Whatever is left of Spike’s heart sinks at her words and he hangs his head in defeat.
“I see,” he says dully.
Rarity nods robotically and says, “So...I want to thank you for your company and your time, Spike. You really are a true friend.”
Spike winces at the last word. That simple word that he has been a part of spreading throughout the world has become the most painful to hear. Neither he or Rarity say another word for a couple of minutes until Spike decides to stand up which catches Rarity’s attention.
“Thank you for the meal and your hospitality, Ms. Rarity,” he says blandly. “I’m going to take my leave now.”
Rarity’s heart sinks and her eyes widen as Spike turns around.
“But...but wait,” she protests. “You haven't eaten your -”
“Keep the ruby. It suits you,” Spike says sharply without looking at her.
Rarity stares at the dragon crushed as he walks away. He stops walking a couple feet from the entryway which gives Rarity a hopeful feeling before he turns to her with a wooden expression.
“Good luck in Ponyville.”
This time, it’s Rarity’s turn to feel completely defeated. Spike walks away and Rarity hangs her head as she hears the front door open and close. After a few seconds, the area around her feels empty. Even with all the dresses and decorations covering the boutique, Rarity feels as if she’s in a dull, empty building. She holds her emotions back for a moment before she begins sobbing quietly. The lack of Spike’s presence breaks her heart more and more by the second.
“W-why? Why did I say that?” she asks in her mind. “He offered his heart and I turned him down and lied. Always I lie to the sweetest creature in the world. He did nothing to earn my words and yet I treat him like that anyway. Why do I keep doing this? Why do I keep hurting him? Why can't I tell him what he means to me? Why can’t I tell him how much I care? Why didn't I just say that..that…?”
At that, she lifts her head in realization. She turns to look at the fire ruby lying on the table with the half-empty mug and a stream of tears run down her face.
“Spike,” she says softly before she slowly gets up and begins running, shouting, “Spike, wait!”
She bursts out the front door and scans the area. The rain has started to come down hard again, but she doesn't care. She looks around frantically until she sees Spike flying over to Canterlot Castle.
“SPIKE!” she screams as she runs toward him. “SPIKE, DON'T GO!”
Spike doesn’t seem to hear her. She begins calling out to him again and again as she races through the streets, desperate to catch up.
“Celestia, please don't let me be too late!” she pleads in her mind. “Please let me catch up! Let him hear me! I don't care if I have to chase him all the way to his room in the castle, I need to be with him. I need to tell him! I need to tell him the honest truth! Just let him hear me!”
“SPIKE!” she cries out desperately one last time.
Spike continues to fly for a few seconds before he slowly begins to descend to the street ahead. Rarity's heart rises slightly as it appears that her cries have finally reached the dragon. She continues running as fast as she can as Spike softly lands a couple blocks away from her not even looking had her. His body is still facing the road to Canterlot Castle as Rarity slows down until she finally stops just a few feet away from Spike. Not a sound is heard apart from the heavy raindrops.
Rarity takes a deep breath and smiles as she says, “Spike, I -”
“Forget it.”
Rarity looks at Spike confused after he interrupts her. He turns around and gives her a bitter look.
“I want you to forget everything I said in your store,” Spike hisses. “I...I could never truly love someone like you. If anything, I hate you.”
Rarity lets out a sharp gasp. Inside she feels like a giant lance just pierced through her heart. Spike's mouth twitches as he struggles to contain all of his emotions.
“I should have realized it years before I left Equestria,” he growls. “You've been nothing but poison for me. Using me as your shovel, wagon carrier, model, and then acting like you give a flying feather about me?”
The lance that Rarity feels in her heart feels like it's digging deeper into her body as Spike's angry words ring through her ear. The purple dragon begins to shed tears as his rage grows like the angry young adult he is.
“You! You used my feelings as your tool just so you didn't have to do one blinking hard thing yourself! You knew who I was; I was just a baby dragon! What were you thinking? What's wrong with you?” he screams. “If I had realized what I should have done long before I stepped foot in this Celestia-forsaken place for the first time in years, I wouldn't have told you a thing about my dreams or my feelings! You don't think I'm truly worth anything beyond being just your mindlessly obedient helper, do you?! What, you thought you could just humor the love-struck dragon?! Indulge and his silly, meaningless, little fantasies while you gorge yourself in chocolate and cider?! Just stringing me along to numb your pain?!”
At this point, Spike struggles to keep his angry face as his emotional pain is shining deeply in his eyes while great big tears run down his face.
“G-g-go on, say it!” he screams. “I was just a means to an end for your desperate games and nothing else! You always knew deep down that I will never measure up to your standards or accomplish my new dream! You knew from the very beginning that I was living a pack of lies and you could have said anything but instead you played along just like you did through every single day of my life in Ponyville!”
By now, Rarity is starting to shed a new set of tears. But this time they are not for herself but for the dragon standing before her. Every word he says, every tear that comes out from his eyes breaks her heart further and further. She sees clearly in Spike's eyes that he is hurting badly and it is tearing her apart to see him in so much pain.
“So tell me once and for all, Rarity!” he barks. “Tell me the stupid purple dragon should run along and never step foot near your uptight little presence ever again! Tell me that I mean nothing to you! Come on, manipulator, say something honest for a change!”
Rarity hangs her head in shame as hot tears constantly emerge from her eyes. She can barely take what the poor dragon is going through anymore.
“I’m nothing but a loser to you!” Spike roars. “A pin cushion! A basket holder! Trash taker! I could go on for days listing everything I've done for you! You never say what you actually felt! I'm nothing to you! Everything about our so-called friendship was nothing but lies!”
“NOOOOOOO!”
Before Spike realizes it, Rarity runs toward him and rams him into the tightest hug that she could muster. She lets out a high-pitched wail as she cries on his shoulder with no intention of letting him go.
“No, Spike, no!” she sobs. “You were never just any of those things! I would never think that lowly of you in my darkest dreams! I never felt that way back then. Why would I ever think that now? Every morning I wanted to leave my boutique and face the ponies who used me but I was just so scared! But then you came and... and... you saved me! By Celestia, you truly saved me, Spike! Only you have truly been there to make me laugh and smile for the first time in months. When I was feeling alone even with ponies like Sassy Saddles or Twinkleshine or any pony else trying to comfort me, you alone succeeded! You, the kindest, sweetest, most generous and faithful dragon I am not worthy call myself a friend to much less what he desires.”
Spike stands in shock at as the mare continues to cry on his shoulder. He doesn't know how to react to her sudden demeanor as she moves her head back to face him directly.
“But you are right about one thing, Spike,” she says. “I have been manipulative to you. There is a horrible, cruel, greedy part of me that has used you no matter the consequences. I am sorry that I used you in the past as a pin cushion or a basket holder any of those things. I'm sorry that I used your feelings as a means to an end for my greedy desires. I should have been upfront with how I felt about you then, I shouldn't have run away from my responsibility to you as a friend. I'm...I’m sorry for everything! But I am here now, and no matter how you may feel about me right this minute, I will not deny how I feel about you anymore. From now on I will be upfront with you to no end starting right now.” ”
Without hesitating, Rarity places both of her front hooves on both sides of Spike’s face and pulls him in for a deep, passionate kiss. Spike’s eyes widen and he stands in place, unable to process that the white mare herself is locking her lips with his. His mind wants to say she is forcing it just to try to use him again, but deep down he can feel the sincerity in her sudden moment of affection as Rarity moves her lips against his and caresses his cheeks with her hooves. When she finally breaks the kiss, she gives Spike a loving, pleading look.
“I love you too, Spike,” she whimpers through her tears. “I love you so much and I hate myself for taking so long to realize it. But I really do and I want to be everything you’ve ever wanted. I want to make you happy always, and support your writing, and grow old together with you. You are the one who has given everything you have to make me happy and I want...no, I need to pay you back tenfold. I will do anything in my power to make you happier than you've ever imagined. So please, Spike. Please…”
At the sound of her begging, Spike snaps out of his dazed state and grabs Rarity by her shoulders and pushes her back breaking the hug. He brings back his furious look as he holds on onto the crying mare and barks, “Now you listen to me! I don't care that you just had the gall to kiss me or that you just claimed that you want any of those things with me! I don't want to have anything to do with you and I don't want to ever see you again! Is that clear? I want to live my own life! I don't ever want to live under your shadow ever again! I just...just…”
As he yells at her, his voice slowly dies in his throat. He can't seem to be able to say any more venomous words to her. Inside, all the anger has left his body and there's nothing left for him watching her standing there looking so broken and desperate and crushed by his harsh words. Spike’s mouth quivers and his eyes become watery again as he breaks down and pulls the mare he loves into a tight hug that she immediately returns.
“R-rarity!” he whines.
“Spike!” Rarity sobs.
The two of them continue holding each other with all their might with no desire of letting the other go. Rarity cries loudly while Spike gives her a kiss on the cheek in hopes that it will calm her down. The rain continues to drench the two of them but they don't care. All that matters is they have each other and even if neither are saying it, they have a feeling that from this point on everything might turn out okay.