Twilight had recently gotten sick. This wasn't just any illness though, Twilight had been bedridden for weeks now, with no sign of recovering. She assured her friends that she would be fine, but they just couldn't believe her, all of the medicine they had tried had failed so far. It looked as if there was nothing left to do, but they never stopped. The most hardworking of all was Twilight's number one assistant, Spike.
He had stayed with her every moment she breathed, every time she snored, and even during the times she suddenly blacked out. It was taking a toll on his mentality, seeing his best friend like this. He had no intention of stopping, he couldn't live if he didn't help her recover. But he couldn't take the stress, and it was driving him insane.
She knew she had to make him leave, he was wasting his life for hers. He was making a mistake. He was throwing his life away along with hers.
Every night he had slept beside her, she always felt the almost unending stream of tears coming from him. He managed to hide any audible noise, but that was all he could do. Slowly losing his control on that too, leaving him wailing some nights.
Twilight knew what had to be done, he had to leave her, even if it was just for a short while, she knew he wouldn't be able to handle her death. Much less even think about it... but I'm sure he has. It was taking a toll on his personality too. All joy and energy had been taken away from him. His only reason to live now was to keep Twilight alive, And he was losing the battle.
"Cough Sp-spike, could you, g-get me something real q-quick." Twilight muttered.
Spike quickly looked up, seeing his friends face, she looked as if all life had been taken out, and replaced with a cardboard cutout of a smiling Twilight. She looked fake. She didn't look real.
"S-sure, sure, anything Twilight, do you w-want a glass of water? S-some books to read? Maybe just a quick snack?" Spike quickly replied.
Twilight had to do it, she wouldn't be able to live with herself, or... die happily... as the situation made apparent.
"Do you think you c-could... go to... Pinkie Pie... a-and... get me a cupcake? You.. can.. get yourself one t-too."
Spike's mood quickly changed, he didn't want to leave Twilight, even for just two minutes, her life was depending on him. He couldn't let her down.
"Twilight, I... I don't want to leave you... what if something.. happens."
"Spike, please, just this once? Do it for me? I'll even pay for it." Twilight said, handing over some bits.
Spike glanced at the bits for a second, and quickly looked back to Twilight, disregarding his idea.
"N-no... I don't want to leave you... please Twi..."
"C'mon Spike, you won't be long... just a... cupca-"
Twilight was about to black out again, but Spike quickly leaned over and grabbed her.
"No Twilight, please don't go... p-please... I need you!"
Twilight stopped, just barely regaining conscience.
"S-Spike, I'll be right here... you can hurry back, just please, I haven't had a c-cupcake from P-Pinkie in forever... you could bring her with you.. and any.. other......... cough..... friends you... see."
Spike shuddered hearing her cough, but he didn't want to abandon her, or say no to her. He didn't want to lose her, he was getting selfish, he knew she wanted to see her friends, and he was keeping her to himself... and he hated it.
"...Okay... what flavor?"
"Just get me vanilla, with purple icing.. you can have whatever.. you... want."
"Alright.. I.. I..I'll be on my way.... d-don't go a-anywhere...please."
Twilight sighed as Spike left. She would have to ignore his requests. She used all of the might left in her, to move the blanket off of her, and struggled to get off the bed, eventually falling and smashing her head on the side of a table, leaving bloodstains on the floor.
"Augh!"
Twilight's scream was quieter then Fluttershy's, but that was all she could muster now. It pained her to just try to talk. Nonetheless she eventually made it outside, along with a few more cuts and bruises. She couldn't stop now, she had to hide in the Everfree Forest... away from everypony, especially Spike.
"Twilight?!"
She heard six familiar voices calling her. That included Spike.
"Why aren't you inside.. you're.. you're bleeding!"
She looked at them, maybe one last time, before shedding a single tear, and bolting in the opposite direction of her friends. She could practically hear her hooves giving under the pressure.
"Twi?! Where are you going?!"
She continued to ignore them, until she finally crashed into a root sticking out of the ground, toppling over a small hill and crashing directly into a tree. Her screams almost surpassed the sound of bones braking.
Quickly, her six friends finally caught her, she was laying next to a tree. Spike was the first to reach her.
"Twilight, are you okay? Why did you run off like that..please, talk to me!"
Against all odds, Twilight stood up, albeit one hoof was pulled up so there would be no pressure on it.
She finally muttered something to Spike, but he couldn't hear.
"Whats that? H-hold on, I'll get closer!"
Spike slid down the hill, now he was standing next to Twilight.
"...There is something I need to tell you Spike..."
Spike was more nervous then ever, what would she need to say that she went so far to hide.
"M-my illness... doesn't have a... cure..."
Spike went into complete hysteria, he lost it. Any sense of sanity left, was torn apart.
"What... did... you... say..."
"I am going to die Spike.... you can't stop it..."
"I can try Twilight! You'll be a-alright... p-promise!"
Twilight knew he was just lying to her to try and make her happy. He would do anything to make her happy, more then he had ever done for even Rarity.
"No Spike.. very few ponies have ever gotten this disease... but none of them have lived... I know you don't want me to go... I don't want to go either... but there is nothing you can do.."
Spike just stood still, he was still crying, but he even lost his frown, he just quietly walked up to Twilight and hugged her.
"Why... why do you have to go? I need you... Twilight, your my best friend. Out of any pony I have ever met, you are my favorite... I know I help you out... b-but what will I do without you? I... I need you with me... I....I... I love you Twilight!"
"I love you too."
"No Twilight... not the way I do."
Twilight was confused now... what did he mean?
"You see... I know I like Rarity and all... but I liked somepony else long before that... and let me tell you, she was one heck of a bookworm."
Twilight blushed, but looked away again, she didn't forget her current situation.
"Spike..."
Spike quickly jumped and got even closer to Twilight.
"What?"
"I won't be here much longer... but before I go... I want to give you something to remember me by. I hope it answers some questions."
Spike could barely hear her, even being so close to her. He could however, hear her straining.
"Twilight..."
Twilight looked back up at Spike, looked him right in the eyes and... fell down.
"Twilight?! No no no, come back to me.. please!"
She had stopped breathing, soon she would become very cold.
Spike crawled over to her, wiping the remaining tears off of her face, he leaned down to get a closer look at her face... a final look.
However, he noticed her twitch, and she quickly moved her hooves to him and pulled him close. Their muzzles practically touching.
Then she kissed him. Slowly but surely.
Before Spike had time to acknowledge what happened, Twilight fell down again, only this time, there was a smile on her face... a real one.
"Twilight I... I love you too."
Spike sat there motionless, over his best frie... no, she was more to him then a best friend. She was his everything... he was her everything too. But now she could never give him another kiss, or even hug... she could never even say his name... and neither could he...
The rest of the mane six were at the top of the hill, they used the last of their energy to let Spike go.
They saw him walk away from a now... deceased... Twilight Sparkle, but he had a Smile on his face... it didn't last long, but the best things in life usually don't, at least, they go by faster then most ponies would want.
The rest of the day, everypony was silent. No one could process what just happened. Eventually, after the mane... five... left, Spike starting crying. He was looking through a scrapbook. All of the pictures had at least him and Twilight in them. He even found one of the first day they became friends.
Celestia had taken care of Spike for a while, until he could at least walk and talk. She even taught him how to send letters to her. At first, he didn't know what to do with the power. Until he met Twilight. She had him send letters to Celestia all the time. Even though she had made countless new friends. She had never left him, she had never abandoned him once, and he had been her number one assistant all the while. He might have spent some afternoons with Rarity, but he spent every night with Twilight... well... he used to.
Now all he has is memories. He would live a long life. But all he had with him now were just memories. Nothing more, nothing less.
But he would never forget the things Twilight had done for him. She may not be there to help him anymore, but she continued on in his mind and his heart.
They could never really be apart.
The memories of Twilight Sparkle, had lived on, through centuries, maybe even millennia. Spike had never forgotten, and neither had her friends.