Time had passed by just about a week. There still wasn't any sign from just where Rarity could have gotten off to. Twilight had returned to her home and was getting quite used to her new, crystallized leg. Although the thick thud upon the floor every so often as it made a step was something that she just couldn't get used to whatsoever. Every operation came of course with a cost and hers, well hers didn't seem to be that bad to begin with.
Yet it didn't just stay by Twilight or the family who realized that Rarity had gone. Everypony in the whole of Ponyville knew that she was gone by that point. There were rumors that reached from the most insane to some rather likely yet none of them had it ever near the right end. Perhaps it was also better that way as the truth would only hurt a lot more.
They could guess all they wanted as to where Rarity had gone to, but nopony dared to confirm nor deny it. Not even the family did have any answers for any of the ponies that knocked upon their door. The answer always would have been the same, that they needed to look over to the boutique and not their house.
Luckily did most of the ponies understand the answer. But there were always some that needed to be removed at the charge of a horn. Pearl wouldn't take anything from anypony as soon as the tone began to go down into something that she didn't like. And she had every single right to do so. For it was her daughter’s business, not hers.
On one morning did Sweetie Belle woke up with a feeling of something not being right. Yet she also felt as if she needed to go someplace she had forgotten. It wasn't school nor was it homework, so just what was it that guided her in the moment? A deep groan was left through the mouth before her body dropped itself back on the bed and the eyes closed up again.
“I don’t wanna get out!” she spoke a bit louder than intended. Sweetie had turned her body around to face the dark wall of her room. Even with the sun that shone inside of her little room, she wanted to remain in bed and just continue on sleeping. The young mare felt like she hadn't gotten any sleep that very night. She felt like thoughts had kept her awake for the longest of time.
Though the thoughts continued to tuck against her for whatever reason. For some reason that she couldn't explain, it continued to speak to her to get the hell out of bed and do something. It was the whole ‘do something’-part that actually caused the mare to sink deeper into her very thoughts. All the way up to the point where she just threw the blankets off of her body and stepped out of bed.
A groan of deep annoyance was left through her mouth once again. After that was the door to the bathroom being opened with a hoof. Some quick refreshments were on their place. Perhaps a splash of water to the face would actually help her remember what she had forgotten.
So said, so done, a splash of cold water was thrown right into her face of the young mare. It send a massive shock through her entire system. The water did have the desired effect, she woke up a lot easier and better. The young mare shook her head a couple of times before the towel was placed over her face. And only when it was removed, the shocking face of realization was revealed.
Sweetie Belle looked to her even image within the mirror and couldn't do much else then gulp before she spoke the words. The words of the place she had forgotten. “The gala!” Without a second to spare did Sweetie gallop out of the bathroom and rushed down the stairs faster than she had done in her entire life.
The Grand Galloping Gala was on the mind of pretty much everypony who would be attending the massive party. From all over Equestria were the ponies of high society invited to come, as well as the bearers of the elements of harmony. Though that year there would also be a second group of ponies joining them, the three members of the Cutie Mark Crusaders.
Whatever Celestia had cooked up in that mind of hers, she would have been in for a surprise of a lifetime. Whenever the crusaders were gathered at some place regal, the chances were pretty high that they would do something to blow some more excitement into it. Perhaps that was just the plan, to redo the gala when the elements first came? Nopony knew for certain.
The fact that Sweetie Belle was after, happened to have been her dress. Rarity herself would have been making it specially for her. Though with her recent departure, the looks threatened to have been that it just wouldn't be done in time. So the only way to finish it was, was to do it herself. And that was where she was called for. To finish the dresses herself.
Sweetie did knew a little bit of sewing yet was far from the levels of expertise where Rarity was at. Still, she knew that she had to give it her best shot. For how much that ever would have been worth it. “Oh it’s going to be hell today.” Sweetie spoke up inaudible to just herself as she began to think how far her sister would have been done with the dresses for both Scootaloo and Apple Bloom.
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In the meantime had Twilight been enjoying her breakfast that was made by Spike. She stood ready at the point of walking her way through Ponyville. Even she had the gala on her mind as the date drew itself near. She and her friends were all ready and set for it, but something was missing and that very something was nopony else but Rarity.
It drove her mad that Rarity even could have done such a thing to her. Though she had caused it herself. They were both to blame for the situation as it was. Yet it went unspoken for manier pony. When the door of library fell back in its lock, Twilight calmly looked over the morning skies before a small smile grew upon her face.
The light itself shown through the leg as if it was nothing and caused a rather beautiful play of light on the ground. It was something caused her to giggle softly as her attention focused itself upon it for a moment. Only to then continue what the doctor had ordered, a round through the town in order to keep the joints working and not becoming stiff.
When she walked into the street where the boutique stood, the mulberry unicorn couldn't help herself but to increase the pace of her trotting a little bit. She wanted to know whether or not Rarity had already returned or if something had ever happened in the meantime.
Though her hopes were soon enough crushed given the fact that everything still was dark. “What did you think Twilight, that she would actually return after what she did to you?” Her eyes were moved over to the amethyst leg as her expression turned literally sour. Even though it was medical wonder, it also happened to have been a curse for the mulberry unicorn.
With a growl had she stomped her crystalline leg into the ground. Twilight turned her eyes back to the boutique. The horn charged itself up in the magical aura. She wanted to ignite the whole building. Though somehow managed to find control over herself. The thoughts of revenge on Rarity shouldn't have been there in the first place. She needed to get them out, one way or the other.