At Twilight's bedroom, the bespectacled girl entered the room alongside a concerned Rarity. "Don't worry, Rarity, I know just the book that will help you feel a little better about what happened with Sweetie Belle."
"Thanks a lot, Twilight," Rarity replied, grabbing Twilight's arm. "You're really just as dependable as Sunset said you were."
As soon as Twilight turned on the lights however, she was greeted by Aria, sporting a pair of beings covering her forehead, making her resemble a certain pony Princess Twilight faced a long time ago. Of course, this being the human Twilight, all she saw was a siren with a new haircut.
"Welcome home, Twilight!" then Aria noticed Rarity. "And it seems you brought just the friend I was going to ask you to get, perfect!"
"Aria Blaze," Twilight remarked with a hint of exasperation. "What are you doing in my room?"
"And what's that hairstyle you got going?" Rarity asked, scratching her chin as she approached the siren.
Aria turned to Twilight. "I came here to ask you for a pair of favors, but since Rarity's already here, I only have one favor to ask," Aria then turned to Rarity. "As for the hairstyle, I just felt like changing my image a little. Does it look good on me?"
"It looks fine enough," Rarity squinted her eyes. "But I feel like there's something missing."
"We can discuss what would make Aria's hairstyle look better later," Twilight walked up to Aria and sat next to her. "What's this favor you want to ask me?"
"The favor I wanted to ask you was if you could go get Rarity for me," Aria immediately pushed Twilight aside and leaned closer to Rarity. "Adagio brought up an interesting item Sweetie Belle made after she finished babysitting her, and I would appreciate it if you could go fetch it for me."
"An interesting item?" Rarity quickly connected the dots. "Oh... I think I know what you mean..."
Later, at the sirens' guest room, Sweetie Belle entered the room only to find Aria just... standing in there, looking at the streets through the window. Sweetie Belle was only partially startled by this, since being the last person Aria needed to help, she expected her to appear at her room.
"Okay, Aria, let's not mess around. I know you're here to try convince me to forgive my friends so we can move on from this Anon-A-Miss fiasco," Sweetie Belle spoke as she took a couple steps forward. "So, what are you planning to do to teach me a lesson?"
Aria took a deep breath, and looked around the scenery with a deadpan look as she tried to think of something. The look remained on her face, and even bled into her tone as she finally gave her answer:
"Nothing."
Sweetie Belle blinked twice and leaned closer. "Nothing as in something, or nothing as in "something-disguised-as-nothing"? Because after what you did with Scootaloo and Apple Bloom, I cannot believe you'd ever genuinely do nothing!"
"When I helped Scootaloo, I had an idea of what to do, and things went wrong anyway. When I helped Apple Bloom, I had an idea of what to do, and thankfully things went just fine," Aria responded, taking a deep breath before she finished. "But after the sleepover yesterday, and how you told the truth to Apple Bloom and especially how you reacted when Adagio came clean about her guilt, I was left stumped. I honestly don't know what to do with you anymore."
Aria sat on the bed, followed by Sweetie Belle sitting right next to her with a concerned look. "I don't believe you: there has to be something, anything you've thought about that could help me learn my lesson, whatever that is!"
Aria scratched her chin and reached for her pocket. "Well, there's one thing that's been bugging me, but it's less about teaching you a lesson, and more about figuring out what you were thinking off at the time."
Sweetie Belle frowned. "Is it what I think it is?"
Aria took out a certain picture from her pocket; the picture depicting Sweetie Belle jumping away just as Scootaloo and Apple Bloom rode off a cliff into an abyss of "consequences."
"It is what I thought it was," Sweetie Belle lowered her head. "Look, I can explain-"
"Please do," Aria stated as she put the picture down. "I mean, I'm not surprised someone who's been with Adagio would draw something like this, but a little bit more context wouldn't hurt."
"I was... feeling inspired, although that might not the best word to use," Sweetie Belle grabbed the drawing and looked at it with regret. "What Adagio told me, to cut ties with Apple Bloom and Scootaloo, and find a way to get some steam out of my system, to try and take out my anger on something. So... I drew the picture, and since I was focused on finishing it and how good it felt, I didn't really care when Rarity walked up to me and saw the picture herself."
"I bet that was a lovely conversation," Aria rolled her eyes. "Anyway, why didn't you get rid of the drawing once you were done with it?"
"I did! Or at least, I was going to do it!" Sweetie Belle exclaimed. "Once I calmed down enough to know what I had done, I ran back to try and get the drawing before someone else took it, but it was gone. And when I talked to Rarity about the missing drawing, she said she knew nothing about it-"
"Rarity was the one who handed it to me."
"I never said I didn't think she had hidden it herself, did I?" Sweetie Belle took a deep breath and clasped her hands together. "Please, whatever you think of me right now, don't show that drawing to Apple Bloom or Scootaloo!"
"I'm not going to do that; you drew this thing in order to vent your emotions, now that that's done with, this is basically nothing more than trash," Aria stood up. "I'm going to give it to you, and I'll let you decide what to do with it."
Sweetie Belle looked back at the drawing. "What do you think I should do with it?"
Aria raised an eyebrow. "You seriously want my opinion?"
"I heard what Adagio had to say, and I also spoke and listened to Sonata," Sweetie Belle folded her arms. "I don't think it would be fair if I didn't give you the benefit of doubt too."
Aria rubbed her forehead, then answered with a casual tone, "I would convince you and your friends to try what's on the drawing. Not to the extent that you would throw them away at the last minute, but do something a test of trust."
"A trust test?" Sweetie Belle raised an eyebrow. "Do you really think that would work?"
"It's worth a shot at least," Aria shrugged. "I mean, you don't know if you can trust those girls anymore after what happened, right? What better way to confirm your concerns than by putting that same trust to the test?"
"But if we do end up doing this, the consequences could be... fatal..." Sweetie Belle lowered her eyelids and shivered a little. "Do we really have to do this?"
"I'm giving you the choice to do it, I'm not forcing you to do anything," Aria hastily said, waving her hand. "What you do with the drawing is up to you: crumble that drawing and throw it into the trash, put it on the fridge, I honestly don't care what you do with it."
"And Apple Bloom and Scootaloo?"
"Whatever you plan to do with them, you better do it now, or at least very soon. Because the longer you take in giving them a proper answer, the more anxious everybody is going to get."
With that said, Aria left the room and closed the door, leaving Sweetie Belle behind to think about what to do, giving one last, long look at the drawing... before she realized she missed something:
Wait, did Aria have a new haircut?