At the library, Twilight had the girls in the kitchen, making snacks for them. Applebloom was getting frantic; she was never told why she had to leave the police station without her family.
“B-but Twilight! I finished my questions, and I saw more than they did! Why aren’t they coming home tonight?” she begged to understand why things were going this way, panicking about every little detail, “We can’t just leave Sweet Apple Acres unattended!”
“It’s okay sweety… The grown-ups just have more to discuss… It’s nothing to get all worked up about…” She had to admit that there was a tinge of concern in her heart… but she felt confident that the evidence wouldn’t be nearly substantial enough to keep them in jail.
“But-But!”
Sweetie Belle stuffed a hoof into Applebloom’s mouth, getting her to quiet down. “It’s nothing to worry about, Applebloom. They’re going to be fine… Just give it a little time and they’ll be out again! Don’t be such a worrywart.”
“Sweetie Belle’s right! Don’t freak out…” Scootaloo said with cheerful burst of energy, causing her wings to flutter rapidly for a brief moment, “It’s your family! They’ve dealt with the Flim Flam brothers before, they’re not going to take their stealing lying down! Those guys’ll be locked away forever!”
Twilight couldn’t help but feel a tinge of pain in her heart… if only they knew, “That’s right girls… you don’t have to worry about those thieves anymore…” she spoke softly, unable to put up much enthusiasm about the situation… “Now then, who wants a PB&J sandwich?” All three of the girls jumped up at the mention of food, eagerly waving their hooves in the air. Twilight passed the plates to them and let them get distracted by the food.
A knock caught Twilight’s attention before her mind could drift off to terrible places. She wondered who it could be, but then it hit her, “OH! Girls, weren’t you and your classmates suppose to be coming to the library to look for books?”
Sweetie belle swallowed first, so she was first to answer, “Yeah, but that was before the whole Flim Flam thing…”
“Right… well you all can hang out in here while I help them out.” Twilight casually trotted over to the door, opening it up and spotting Cheerilee surrounded by the class, “Hello! I’m sorry I had the door locked…”
Cheerilee smiled, giving her an understanding nod, “It’s okay, I understand… with all that’s going on around town, I’m locking my doors at night too…” she ushered in the students, counting them out to make sure they were all there. “Alright children, take a look around. I want everyone to pick out one book to take home tonight to read. Run along now.”
The children scattered and began to take a look around, mostly finding very advanced books. However they managed to find books of interest to them, even at their lower reading levels.
Cheerilee was approached by twilight, trying to start a conversation, “So uh… have you heard about what’s going on at Sweet Apple Acres?” Twilight hoped she could talk to somepony about this, maybe ease her mind knowing the burden of her knowledge was being shared.
“I heard something was happening… a lot of police, but… I haven’t heard much else…” she lowered her head a bit, quieting down to a whisper, “Is everyone okay?…”
Twilight hesitated, but even in the brief second of silence she could see the worry in Cheerilee’s eyes double, “Well, the Apple family is okay… Applebloom is in the kitchen right now…”
“Oh thank goodness… but… is someone NOT okay?”
Once again, Twilight hesitated, “You remember Cider Season not too long ago?”
“Yeees?”
“The flim Flam brother?”
“Yes…”
“They’re gone…”
Cheerilee felt her heart sink, “Oh no…”
“Yeah… I know… It’s terrible… the rest of the Apples are in custody right now being questioned…” Twilight shifted a bit, now feeling worse than before. Spreading the burden didn’t lessen the weight for her, and now someone else had to bear it.
“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry…” She reached over and gave her shoulder a pat, hoping the contact would cheer her up… It didn’t.
Another knock at the door caught their attention. “I wasn’t expecting more company…” Considering the events as of late, she felt nervous to answer the unknown guest… but her magic opened the door and allowed them inside…
A hooded figure headed inside, not the usual brown cloak she was use to from Zecora. However the starry night sky and crescent moons on the faded purple fabric was more than familiar. The mare’s head flicked back, removing the hood and revealing a silvery blue mane and a horn. Twilight was shocked to see the familiar face, “Trixie?”
Trixie immediately approached Twilight, pulling out a roll of parchment, “Trixie received your letter… your apology was very touching…” it unraveled to reveal a letter, addressed from Twilight to Trixie; A heartfelt apology for upstaging her during her performance.
“I-I didn’t write this…” Twilight took the letter quickly, “I never sent an apology letter!” Twilight protested as she read through it.
“It’s is fine Sparkle, there is no need to be embarrassed about being sorry for your actions…” she waved her hoof to hush the protests coming from Twilight, “But… The great and Powerful Trixie must admit… things might not have been so bad if Trixie had not boasted so much... The fans would not have gotten so eager to see Trixie vanquish the great Ursa Major if Trixie had not lied… And for that, Trixie is terribly sorry…”
Twilight blinked, feeling confused, “I… okay, Thank you?” Twilight looked up from the letter to find Trixie much closer than before, her nose nearly touching hers.
“Wonderful, Trixie is glad that you accept her apology.” Suddenly the mare leaned in and pressed her lips to Twilight’s. Still distracted by the cloud of confusion, she couldn’t force herself away. Trixie pulled back and pulled her hood up once more, “Now then, Trixie will be heading back to the hotel on 3rd street… And Trixie doesn’t mind guests…” She smiled and headed back out the door, leaving Twilight paralyzed with confusion.
Cheerilee wasn’t sure if she should giggle or be mortified. Luckily most of the children were distracted by books… unfortunately the Cutie Mark Crusaders were right there watching the whole time, “Oh wow, that was… interesting.” Scootaloo laughed heartily at the look on Twilight’s face.
Applebloom let out a little giggle as well, “Aw heck, she doesn’t seem as bad as everyone said she was. She was nice enough to give ya a kiss! How can Trixie be that bad?”
“Wait, that was Trixie?” Snips and Snails quickly rushed over, seeing the mysterious mare leaving.
“What? Why didn’t you tell us!” Snips looked at the cutie mark crusaders, as if he was insulted that they didn’t let him know sooner.
Scootaloo look annoyed, “What? Are you two still fans of that show off?” She didn’t seem too impressed by what she saw…
“Well, kinda…” Snails replied in his drawl voice, “I mean, she’s still great and powerful to us, right Snips?”
“Yeah! She’s still super awesome! Even if she did kinda make up the Ursa Major thing.”
“Yeah, and remember how she convinced two dodo’s to go out into the woods to bring an Ursa Minor back into town?” Applebloom replied, glaring at the two boys. She didn’t seem to be very forgiving on that fact…
The two shrunk back a bit, obviously still upset by their own reckless actions…
Twilight was still frozen, he normally quick mind was at a standstill. She couldn’t process the information fast enough and it caused her to just… stop… but finally she latched onto a fact that didn’t involve Trixie directly…
“A letter I didn’t write to someone who negatively affected me a long time ago… Just like Applejack and the brothers… Oh no…”
Cheerilee could see the horrified expression sweeping over her face, “Twilight? What’s wrong?” she asked quietly, moving closer so their conversation didn’t get to the nosey children nearby…
“Someone sent a fake letter to the Flim Flam brothers and lured them into Ponyville… and now someone sent a letter to Trixie to get her here…” Twilight looked at Cheerilee, a bead of sweat running down the side of her face. “Somepony is going to try to kill Trixie.”
Cheerilee felt a chill run up her spine, uncertain of how events would unfold now… “I’ll gather the children and take them to their homes… you get going and find Trixie… Children!” she called out to everyone, “I hope you have a book! Let’s hurry and get out of Twilight’s hair for the day… it’s almost sundown anyway!” the children began to gather around, all carrying their own book, “Okay, You three should come with me as well, we’ll drop you off at Rarity’s house.”
“But Twilight was taking care of us…” Sweetie belle whined soflty.
“Twilight has things to do… now come on! We should get going…”
“But I haven’t had time to get a book!” She whined once more.
“That’s fine sweetie Belle, we’ll worry about that later, for now I need you to come with me, Let’s go!” she seemed very insistent and soon the children were all heading out the door.
Twilight took a deep breath, trying to get her courage up to go out and find Trixie once again and save her… if only Spike was here…
“Spike? SPIKE!” she took a look around, her little friend was nowhere to be seen… “SPIKE! WHERE ARE YOU?” She yelled, starting to get worried. She couldn’t recall seeing him lately… where was her little friend?
“I-I’m up here!” his voice echoed from the bookcase… Twilight rushed to it and began pulling out books shelf by shelf until she spotted spike, hiding in the back in the fetal position.
“Spike! What’s wrong? What are you doing?” her magic pulled him out of the confined space.
“Are you crazy? There’s a murderer out there! I’m staying in hiding until he or she is caught!”
“Spike… I’m here for you…” she pulled him close and gave him an affectionate hug. “I’ll make sure you’re safe… but you gotta stick with me… you can’t hide where I can’t find you…”
Spike smiled awkwardly, finding his childishness a bit embarrassing, “Yeah… okay Twilight… Thanks…”
Twilight smiled at him, giving him another hug, “We need to go find Trixie, she’s in danger.” She explained, placing him on her back.
“Wait, you mean like murderer danger?” Spike felt his musles getting tense as fear swept over him once more, “I… I think I’ll stay here…”
“Spike, Please, I need your help!”
“I-I don’t think I’ll be any help… I’ve already seen too much… I don’t want to see any more…” he quickly crawled off her back, heading toward the stairs.
She almost forgot… he WAS a baby dragon… and already he had seen three dead bodies at such a young age… she couldn’t force him to risk seeing another… “Okay Spike… I understand… get some rest, I shouldn’t be long…”
Spike smiled at her as he headed up the steps, letting out a short yawn before disappearing into the unlit bedroom.
Twilight took in a deep breath, looking out the door at the descending sun… “I better get going…”
The upscale hotel was a pretty big deal in Ponyville. Usually it was too upscale for casual visitors, and only made up for that during the holiday seasons. But somewhere inside Trixie was in danger… And Twilight had to save her.
She headed inside and went up to the receptionist, “Hello, I’m looking for Trixie? The er… She calls herself ‘the great and powerful Trixie’.” She couldn’t help but feel silly asking for her like that…
“Oh, yes, she was expecting you… here’s your key ma’am.” Twilight look at the key being presented to her, “She’s in room 404.”
“Uh, okay… Thanks?” She took the key into her magical grasp and headed upstairs.
The room was at the other end of the hall on the third floor, and the key fit snuggly into the door, “Trixie! Trixie you in here?”
The room was dark… and silent… not a sound was uttered other than the brief echo of Twilight’s own voice. She took a step inside, flicking the switch to turn on the lights… but the room remained dark… a couple more unsuccessful flicks prove hopeless. Instead she used her horn to shine a dim light around, barely lighting the inside of the room. She saw a lump on the bed, and feared the worst, “Trixie… Trixie answer me! Are you okay?” she took a cautious sep inside, “Trixie?” another step put her inside just enough to not be hit by the door as it swung shut, blocking the hallway light, leaving her only with her dimly lit horn, “Who’s there? Show yourself!” Suddenly the room burst into sight as candles lit up around the room. The sudden brightness stunned her eyes, but as she opened them up a horrifying sight came into focus…
Trixie lay on her side, grinning mischievously at the guest in her room. Her cape lay in a suspiciously perfect position. Just barely covering her… personal areas… other than that all she had on was that smile directed towards Twilight, “Oh Sparkle… Trixie had a feeling you’d be coming here…” the dim lighting of the dozen or so candles spread across the room reminded Twilight of all the raunchy romance novels she skimmed through during a particularly lonesome phase she went through a few years back… Candles always meant someone had a certain something on their mind…
Twilight wasn’t going to allow herself to get shocked into submission again. She quickly pushed all this aside and blurted out, “Trixie we have to get out of here! You’re in terrible danger!”
“Oh? So we’re roleplaying then?” the grin only grew wider at the thought. Suddenly she disappeared and reappeared in front of her, her front legs already draping around Twilight’s neck, “Oh PLEASE Twilight… Save me from the horrible pony trying to hurt me… I know a place where we can be safe… and alone…” her voice was soft and silky, begging for attention. She let out a soft breath into Twilight’s ear, making her skin tingle…
Twilight wouldn’t have it though, she quickly pushed her away, “Trixie! I’m telling you that you’re in danger! There’s a murderer in town somewhere I think you’re next on the list!” Trixie stared in disbelief, uncertain of what to think… “I need to get you to someplace safe… Please, come back to my house, I’ll make sure nothing happens to you.”
Trixie just giggled, her little grin quickly returning as she felt like she was putting the pieces in the right places… “oh Twilight, you don’t have to make up stories just to get Trixie home… you just have to ask nicely…” She began to lean in, closing her eyes as she puckered her lips…
A loud smack echoed through the room. Trixie found her head facing towards the left now, and recognized a strong pain beginning to form in her cheek. She saw Twilight’s right hoof extended to the side, having just backhoofed her face… “OW! No! Trixie will not accept foreplay like THAT! Trixie is a lady! And Trixie deserves resp-“
Another smack sent Trixie into silence, her head facing the other way and Twilight’s hoof on her other side. Now both of Trixies cheeks were sore from the assault, and now she was the one shocked into silence, “Are you done yet? I’m trying to keep you from DYING Trixie, I have no interest in… whatever it is you’re trying to accomplish here…”
Trixie blinked, the words finally getting through her thick skull, “So… you didn’t come here to spend the night with me?” there was a lot of sadness building up in her voice… disappointment from this rejection was already tearing away at her heart…
“No, I came to rescue you…” she responded quickly, trying to stand strong in the face of a dying heart…
“Rescue? Really?” there was a sudden shift… just above complete and utter sadness, if only just so.
“Yes, there’s a dangerous pony running around and I’m afraid you might be next…”
Trixie suddenly felt a smile cross her face. A genuine smile of happiness, not just lust, “So… You care enough about Trixie to risk your own life to save Trixie’s?”
Twilight didn’t exactly like where this was going… but she nodded, “Yes, I do… I don’t want anypony hurt…”
“Trixie will accept this as first base,” she said proudly, walking past the purple mare, “we’ll move onto the others when the time comes… now then, you say you want Trixie to come home with you so you can protect Trixie?”
Twilight used her magic to blow out the candles before turning around to follow the magical mare, “Yes, that’s right… now come on, it’s already dark outside…”
“Yes Yes, don’t worry, Trixie will protect you from the things that go bump in the night…”
“Trixie. Don’t make me regret saving you…”
Twilight led Trixie back to her library without much resistance. However she couldn’t help but feel annoyed, feeling like Trixie was still lusting over her from behind… “Alright Trixie, we have a guest room next to mine, you can…” she trailed off, noticing something off… all the lights in the house were off creating a strange looming feeling…
“Your home seems very poorly lit…” Trixie commented as they approached.
Twilight ignored her and opened the front door… everything seemed very quiet… Spike was nowhere to be seen, “I could’ve sworn i-.” She quickly stopped talking, her ears twitching at a soft sound…
“Sparkle?” Trixie said softly. Twilight quickly raised a hoof, hushing her…
Humming… not from a machine, but a voice… a soft and familiar tone being hummed by someone somewhere in the darkness… Trixie motioned to twilight, tell her she was hearing it too… the two quietly entered the home, looking around slowly… then the humming turned into soft singing…
“Hush now, quiet now it’s time to lay your sleepy head…” The melody was a familiar to both of the girls, a fairly popular bedtime song sung for ages to children… but the mysterious voice singing in the dark gave it a much more creeping feel that something not quite right was about…
“Hush now quiet now it’s time to go to beeeed.” The voice echoed quietly throughout the library, it’s walls of books causing the sound to bounce back and forth around the room.
“Drift- drift off to sleep, the exciting day behind you…” Twilight motioned towards the kitchen, believing the voice was coming from that direction. “Drifting off to sleep, let the joy of dreamland find yooouuu…”
Twilight quietly approached the door, illuminating her horn brightly to look around… in the center of the floor she saw a lump. It was too dark to see… but something was laying on the floor. Trixie saw it and quickly flicked on the lights… finding that the lump was actually two bodies… two small bodies.
A skinny orange body lay ontop of a smaller, pudgier body, both limp and unmoving… “Oh dear Celestia no!” Twilight rushed to the children, but when she got close enough, she wasn’t sure what to do… if she were to attempt to revive them, she’d be messing with a crime scene… if she did nothing, than all hope would be lost… she decided to try… and flipped both of the boys onto their backs. She used her magic to perform CPR on both of them at once, pressing hard into their chests to try and get them to breath. But neither pony gave a response…
“T-Trixie will call the police!” Trixie shouted, rushing toward the door.
“Send up fireworks!” Twilight called out, still attempting to resuscitate Snips and Snails. “Red and blue strobes! As many as you can get into the air! They police will come then!”
“R-right!” Trixie rushed outside, using her flashy magic to send up a flurry of fireworks, lighting up the night sky with red and blue lights. Princess Celestia herself would envy how brightly her magic lit up the world. It easily caught the attention of police as well as the rest of the town…
The library was filled with police and gaurds in a matter of minutes… blocking off the entire home and questioning houses nearby…
“We’ve done all we can do… I’m calling it…” A paramedic sighed, taking a look at her watch, “Time of death, 10:42pm…”
Twilight felt herself losing control. Tears were pouring out of her eyes, and her body was shaking… She had already seen three dead bodies but to find two little boys dead in her own home… she found herself inflicted with many horrible feelings; somepony out there was mad enough to kill innocent children, and to lead them into her own home before murdering them… how could anypony do this?
“Alright Twilight… What happened?” The chief turned to her, a dark look on his face. Twilight couldn’t respond. The chief was getting annoyed, “TWILIGHT! There are two dead kids in here right now! The longer we wait around for you to get a hold of yourself the longer that killer is out there!”
Twilight let out an ‘eep’, shrinking away from the chief, “I-I-I just came home after getting Trixie… she got a letter like the Flim Flam brothers so I thought she was in danger. I came home and I… I heard…”
“You heard WHAT?” The chief was growing impatient, his own anger over the situation flaring up.
The room suddenly went silent at the chief’s yelling, but no one could get upset with him for what was happening. But their silence was interupted… everyone in the room heard a soft whimper coming from beneath the kitchen sink… Twilight looked towards the cabinet doors beneath the sink, using her magic to open them up. Inside Sweetie Belle was curled up, cowering in the back.
“Oh jeez, Someone get that girl out of here!” he called out. Some of the police scrambled over to try and help her, but she screamed, kicking at their attempts to save her.
Twilight rushed over, trying her hand at helping, “Sweetie Belle! It’s okay! It’s me! Twilight! I’m here for you!”
Sweetie belle sniffled, her eyes red from crying so much, “I saw it…” She whispered, wrapping her arms around Twilight, “I saw it kill them!”
“It?” Twilight could only wonder what ‘it’ was… “Sweetie Belle, you HAVE to tell us what happened… What did you see? What were you all doing here?”
Sweetie Belle took in a deep breath, trying to focus, “I-I didn’t want to get in trouble for not having a book… so I asked Snips and Snails to take me back here to the library to get one… We came in through the back and… something was in here already…”
“Something? What something?” Twilgith stroked the girls head, trying to comfort her.
“I-I don’t know… it looked like a pony, but… it couldn’t have been one… nopony would ever do what it did… only a monster could!”
The entire room felt their hearts aching. The poor little girl just couldn’t believe how horrible ponies truly could be… her mind morphing an average pony into a monster.
“I ran and hid in the cabinet… but… it got Snips and Snails… it said… it said it was getting rid of all the bad ponies… All the ponies who hurt others…”
Twilight couldn’t imagine what on earth the boys could have done to deserve such a fate… but it finally hit her… They DID bring the Ursa Major into town… The Flim Flam brothers tried to run the Apple’s out of business, and Gilda horrified and threatened dozens of ponies in town…
She quickly shook her head; she was beginning to justify the killer’s actions in her mind… There was no excuse for that. “Come on Sweetie Belle, I’ll take you home…”
“Hold on a second Twilight.” The chief stopped her, “Did anything else happen that might help us out.” Twilight could see the grief in his eyes. She knew he didn’t want the girl exposed to this any longer… but he felt like he had to stop these events from happening again…
Twilight thought for only a moment, finally thinking of something, “I heard singing…”
“Singing?”
“I heard it too…” Sweetie Belle added quietly.
“It was an old lullaby… ‘Hush now quiet now’…”
The chief nodded, running the song through his head… he imagined the killer singing it as it took the lives of these boys… “Alright… if that’s all, then get her home…”
“I think so, Come on sweetheart, let’s get you back to Rarity…” Twilight levitated the girl onto her back, setting her down gently. She latched on tightly, sobbing quietly into her mane.
Trixie decided to follow, “So… you weren’t joking about the murders, were you Sparkle?”
“Not Now Trixie…” She said sternly, motioning at the petrified girl on her back. “You just stay here until I get back…”
“Uh… Trixie would feel more comfortable-“
“You! Stay!” she instructed sternly, glaring daggers at the magician.
Trixie backed off, “O-okay…” She decided to try and find a spot to relax while the police did there work…
Twilight walked casually through the dark streets, keeping herself attuned to the world around her. She wasn’t going to let herself get surprised tonight. She walked up to Carousel Boutique and casually knocked on the door. She noticed that all the lights were out inside, which was usually strange for the hard working Rarity.
“Sweetie Belle, was your sister home when you left?”
Sweetie Belle hadn’t even noticed that they had arrived. She looked up at the building, noticing the lights too, “Y-yes, she was home working when I left…” her eyes widened, “Oh no! The murderer got her too! They murdered Rarity!” she screamed out loud, beginning to panic.
“Don’t say that! I’m sure she just went to bed.” Twilight quickly unlocked the door and rushed inside, heading up to the bedroom to search for Rarity. Sweetie belle quickly followed on foot. Rarity was nowhere to be seen, not in her room, her work room, or anywhere in the shop. And not a sound returned to them as they called out her name, turning on all the lights as they searched the house.
“They got Rarity! They murdered Rarity!” her words turned to panicked ramblings as she cried aloud, wailing in the middle of the shop.
Twilight was beginning to wonder if her crazed shouts were true or not… but she tried to calm the young girl, “I’m sure she’s fine, she probably noticed you were gone and went out to-“
“Sweetie Belle!” Rarity rushed in through the front door, having spotted her home light up like a beacon, “Oh Sweetie Belle! What’s wrong?” Sweetie Bell latched onto Rarity, hugging her tightly as she cried, happy to see her sister alive and well. “Twilight, What’s going on? Where was Sweetie Belle?”
“Well…” Twilight took a breath, hoping to put the whole situation down gently, “Sweetie Belle was suppose to get a book at the library today… but she didn’t. So she went and got Snips and Snails to take her there to get one…”
“Snips and Snails?” Rarity almost sounded disgusted at the sound of their names, “Those two little hoodlums? What did they do to Sweetie Belle? Did they hurt her? I swear I knew those boy’s were no good!” she wrinkled her nose, appalled at some of the memories those two brought up in her mind, “Always causing trouble… Why if they hurt my little Sweetie Belle I’ll hang them I swear! I’ll hang th-“
“Rarity!” Twilight quickly interrupted her before she could make Sweetie Bell cry more. Just from what she said Sweetie belle grew louder as the images returned from earlier, “They’re dead, Rarity… They were murdered not tenminutes ago…”
Rarity’s eyes widened. She didn’t speak another word about the boys… she only sat there in silence, Sweetie’s cries still filling the room. After a few seconds of silence Rarity tried to calm her little sister… “Hush now, quiet now, it’s time to lay your sleepy head… hush now, quiet now, it’s time to go to bed…”
“Miss Rarity…” A new voice came up from behind her. They three girls turned and saw a police officer standing in the doorway, “I’m going to have to ask you to come down to the station…”
“What? What for?” She blinked, trying to understand what was going on.
“We found a silk scarf at the crime scene.” She explained, “A very fancy silk scarf… something you might own… we believe it’s the murder weapon.”
Rarity had a fire glowing in her eyes, “What? How dare you! You’re saying I murdered those boys?”
“I’m saying after hearing you threatening to hang them, and you being missing from your home right after the murder that you have some explaining to do…” Rarity felt her rage turning into fear. Her slip of the tongue was now evidence against her, “Not to mention the lullaby you were singing just now was what the killer sang as they were strangling the boys…”
She could only stare in disbelief… she was being pegged for murder. She looked down at Sweetie Belle, who could only look in silent horror at the events unfolding before her… “Sweetie Belle… Be brave for me…”
“NO! You can’t go!” Sweetie Belle cried.
“I have to… The police say so…” she stroked her hoof across her cheek, trying to comfort the horrified little girl. “I’ll be fine, you go with Twilight, she’ll take care of you…”
“P-please! Don’t go! I won’t let you!”
Rarity sighed, closing her eyes and concentrating. Her horn glowed softly, enveloping Sweetie Belle.
“No! Not the sleep spell… No… don’t…” her eye’s closed, and in just seconds, she found herself fast asleep on the floor.
“Take her with you, Twilight… Please keep her safe…” Rarity turned away, nodding at the officer as she was led out of the home.
“I will, Rarity… I’ll protect her…” she held the sleeping girl in her arms, stroking her head gently “Don’t worry Sweetie Belle… we’ll find out who really did this..."