Clouds had begun to roll in by the time we finally reached the edge of Ponyville. The overcast sky threatened rain if we stayed out much longer, and I was already feeling bad enough—it had been a day of shock, anger, fear, and disappointment—who needed being stuck in the rain?
“Uhm, big sister?” Silver Spoon looked at me expectantly. I still didn't know how to respond to the filly. I still didn't feel ready to accept that I had a sister. I wished I could teleport far away. “I should tell you something,” she said as she started to rummage through her bag.
“What is it, Spoon?” I waited patiently, not knowing what to expect. I gasped as she slowly withdrew the metal cube from her bag, holding it up for me to see. That sneaky filly! She'd sent us on a pointless, and dangerous errand. I was too exhausted to be angry at the little pony. She had only wanted a sister, somepony to share a special bond with. Maybe she'd known my intentions—that if I left her behind at the house we never would have seen one another again.
“I know it was important to you, and I know where dad keeps your mom's collection. Here.” Spoon extended her hoof towards me. I fought back tears as I reached for the cube. “Uhm.” She looked at me with wide eyes.
“Y-Yes, Silver Spoon?” I managed to choke out.
“You won't really be staying away from Ponyville, will you?”
“No, Silver Spoon. I'll be back, soon, to perform.” I looked at Spoon, then down at the cube. “And to see my little sister.”
That night it rained, and I told my sister the story of the sorcerers responsible for the thunder, and the hail.