Prelude and Encore: A Tale of Friendship, Betrayal, and Forgiveness

by WritingDragonfly


Chapter 8: Tears

Spike stood at the top of the hill, arms crossed, tapping his foot angrily. His eyes were set on a bench.

An EMPTY bench.

"Is she really late today, of all days?"

He started his way down the hill, muttering under his breath the entire way. When he reached the bench, something caught his eye. "A... paper?"

Sure enough, a piece of parchment was sitting on the bench, folded neatly in half.

He picked it up and slowly unfolded it. His eyes quickly scanned the paper. "Wh... what?" His voice cracked very slightly.

He sat down as his eyes returned to the top of the note, and read it more carefully.

"Dear Baby Dragon,
I'm sorry I had to leave without saying goodbye. But I have to take care of my people, and the farewell would have been too sad for me to handle.
I'm glad I met you though. I came to look forward to talking to you each day, even though you were a bit annoying at times. You are the first creature I've ever considered to be a friend...
I hope we'll meet each other again some day.
Signed,
The Parasitic Queen."

As his eyes met the last word, his claw's grip loosened, and the paper fluttered down next to him on the bench.

"W...why...?" He slumped back in his seat, tears welling up in his eyes.

"You're... my friend, right, baby dragon?"

He was shocked into sitting up. The voice echoing in his head... that was... Chrysalis's voice...

Spike looked up to the sky. It was what she had said yesterday. She had finally called him a friend...

He slammed his fist down on the bench next to him. "Why didn't I realize it? It was so obvious!" He began cursing himself out in his head. The way she was acting... there were things she wanted to say before she left; so she said them a day early.

The tears began to roll down Spike's face. Is it really that easy to lose a friend?

"Thank you."

At the sound of her voice, he looked at the note sitting next to him, as if it were an instinct. It was only half open, but he could see one line of it, and this time, he heard it in Chrysalis's voice.

"I hope we'll meet each other again some day."

"That's right." Spike looked up to the sky again, and smiled. "I didn't lose a friend. I'll see her again."

He hopped off the bench, and began to run towards the library, the note in hand, off towards the setting sun.

"I'm sure of it!"