De Verre followed Indigo until she sat down on a window seat.
De Verre sat next to her, her mind still reeling from all that had happened. It didn't take long for her to understand that if she was overwhelmed from all the magic insanity, she could only imagine how Indigo was holding up.
De Verre opened her mouth, then almost immediately shut it upon remembering that Indigo was not in a talking mood. She frowned. Maybe some support would help ease her?
De Verre extended her arm and put her hand on Indigo's shoulder.
"N-Notouch."
De Verre withdrew her hand as Indigo heaved a sigh. She wished there was something she could do for her, and it didn't sit well with her not doing anything.
De Verre sighed. At least the bus was quiet. She would've gone crazy if she couldn't hear herself think! There was an almost inaudible noise within her hearing range, and she tilted her head. Was it her imagination?
After a few moments, De Verre shrugged, then turned her thoughts to the madness that happened right before her eyes. It wouldn't do to deny all that had happened, that would be unhealthy! Yet at the same time, it was mentally scarring to know that lives had been at risk when that student transformed. Twilight... Sparkle? Was that her name?
De Verre shuddered. The very thought of falling into that portal Twilight made on the ground freaked her out. Not to mention that it led to an alternate world populated by horses!
De Verre blinked as she heard that noise. It came out a little louder this time. A slight shuffling noise caught her attention, and she noticed Indigo looking at her.
"T... T..."
De Verre opened her mouth, only for Indigo to shoot her hand forward with her pointer finger out. De Verre nodded in understanding.
"T-Tr-Truust."
De Verre tilted her head.
Indigo slowly scooted over to De Verre. "Needthis."
De Verre raised an eyebrow as Indigo made the same sound she knew she'd been hearing all along.
"Helplease." Indigo got within an inch of De Verre, who gave her a questioning look. What was she thinking?
"Okaytouchokay." Indigo pressed her head against De Verre's shoulder.
De Verre blushed a little, in spite of herself. Was she really over Indigo? She wrapped her arms around Indigo, who let out a long sigh.
Indigo then took a hold of one of De Verre's hands, then placed it on top of her head and gently ran it downwards, then back up again.
Okay, the higher powers had to be messing with De Verre. Was this some kind of weird cosmic test of will or something? Setting that thought to the side, she gently stroked Indigo's hair, causing her to sigh again.
"T... Trust... Y-You," Indigo stuttered. "N-Need Need N-Need t-this."
De Verre was a little impressed with how Indigo was handling this. She thought she'd be a screaming mess! "N-Nee-Need T-T-This," she repeated.
De Verre enjoyed Indigo's body heat as she fought to keep her heart under control. Hopefully she wouldn't notice, and avoid opening that can of worms.
"Feel little better," Indigo mumbled. "Not sure talk."
"It's okay," De Verre whispered. "I wouldn't want you to strain yourself any further than you already might have."
"T-Th-Thank."
De Verre smiled warmly and nodded. Perhaps she shouldn't have worried about Indigo after all. She might have underestimated her. She thought back to the scene of madness when Lemon Zest, Sour Sweet, Sugarcoat, Sunny Flare and Indigo had decided to set aside their differences and work together to save the students from Canterlot High. It was amazing what people could be capable of sometimes.
There may be hope for Crystal Prep yet!
"Wanna go home be home," Indigo said.
De Verre held back a laugh. "Yeah. I hear that."
"Day end already. Too long. Mom Dad calm hug." Indigo made another noise, similar to the one she had made several times earlier, but with a bit of a happy tone to it.
"Bet I can't hold a candle to them."
"Doing fine no worries." Indigo pressed her head into De Verre's shoulder a little harder. "Done talk now."
"Understood," De Verre said, then rested her head on Indigo's with a sigh. Though the intimate contact with Indigo was completely platonic and she knew it, her heart hammered in her chest. This was not helping her get over her crush, but Indigo needed this, and De Verre would provide.
As time passed, De Verre had found it increasingly difficult with holding Indigo. She was in a sort of euphoric bliss, yet her heart and mind were bickering with each other.
You're doing this to help her. She doesn't feel the same way about you!
Would she really let me do this if she wasn't beginning to develop feelings for me?
Don't you think Indigo would have said something by now?
De Verre grit her teeth. At least her heart wasn't taking complete control of herself. Yet sitting with Indigo like this had caused her to resist an urge to tell her she loved her.
"Holy fucking shit!!"
Indigo and De Verre yelped and jumped together, and De Verre peeked up from the seat to see a familiar green-haired student standing up, then slowly sitting back down.
"Lemon Zest sound," Indigo said.
De Verre nodded. "Yeah, that was her all right." She smiled, grateful for the distraction. "At least we don't have to wonder what got into her, right?"
Indigo snorted. "Crazy ass day. Mind fucked hard."
De Verre sighed. "Yeah. I'm still trying to process it all myself. I can only imagine how you're handling all this."
Indigo pointed at De Verre. "First hand witness."
De Verre smiled and rolled her eyes. "Okay, you've got me there."
Indigo and De Verre enjoyed some more companionable silence until Lemon spoke again. This time, however, whatever she had said was barely audible to the two of them.
"There yet," Indigo asked.
The bus came to a complete stop.
"Question answered," De Verre asked with an amused look.
"Question answered."
As Indigo got off of her, De Verre heaved a sigh of relief and felt a lump in her throat.