Spike wiped the sweat from his brow, as he placed the cleaning supplies back into the closet. When he had agreed to do all of the cleaning around the boutique he didn't realize how much there actually was. When he had first entered into the building the entire boutique was in a mess. There were torn fabrics, destroyed sowing supplies, and other wrecked household items scattered everywhere. The only thing that had remained intact was a large boulder that sat in the middle of the room. Rarity had given Spike his chores and immediately sent him to work while she took the boulder to her room and locked herself in.
Several hours later he had finished cleaning the boutique and Rarity still hasn't left her room. After putting away the cleaning supplies, Spike proceeded to the kitchen for a glass of water. He couldn't reach the cupboards so he had to stand on top of a chair to reach. He took a cup from the cupboards, poured himself some water from the sink, and had proceeded to drink before something came crashing through the window, making him choke. He fell of the chair, rolled back and knocked the back of his head to the tables leg. He looked to see what had smashed through the window as he stood to his feet, rubbing the back of his head.
"Sweetie Bell! What's the big idea?" said Spike. There stood Sweetie Bell, Or from Spikes point of view it was Sweetie Bell. He was unaware of Sweetie Bells change in appearance. Her manes purple and pink colors had faded, and her white fur had changed to a light gray. She was also carrying a saddle bag full of food, bits, jewelry, and clothes.
Sweetie Bell shook her head to get rid of the broken pieces of glass in her mane, then turned to Spike. "Spike? What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Your sisters letting me stay with you for a while, at least until I can find a place of my own" said Spike.
"Your staying with us? How come your not with Twilight?" asked Sweetie Bell.
"She said she didn't need me anymore then left" said Spike, sadly.
"Twilight said that? That's awful!" said Sweetie Bell.
"Ya . . . it is awful . . . but at least I have you guys, right? Sweetie?" Spike had only looked away for a second, when he turned back Sweetie wasn't there. He walked out of the kitchen and spotted her going up the stairs. Spike followed her up the stairs and into her room. When he entered, Sweetie Bell was pouring her saddle bags contents on her bed.
"What's all that for?" Spike asked.
Sweetie Bell gasped and turned to Spike. "Hey! I didn't give you permission to come in my room! Get out!"
Spike ignored her and walked to her bed, picking up and observing a pearl necklace. "This looks really expensive, where did you get it?" Spike asked.
Sweetie Bell snatched the necklace from Spike and tossed it onto her bed. "Does it matter where I got it! Why do you care?" asked Sweetie Bell, as she avoided making eye contact with Spike.
Spike looked down to the items on Sweetie Bells bed, then to Sweetie Bell as he began placing two and two together. "Wait a minute . . . did you steal these?"
Sweetie Bell put on a fake surprised expression as she gasped. "What? Me? Steal those? I couldn't possibly- you would never- how dare you-" she stuttered.
"You did steal these! Didn't you!" said Spike, as he picked up a couple bits.
Sweetie Bell stopped pretending to be surprised, and instead groaned with annoyance. "Yes I stole those, what are you gonna do, tell my sister? She's not going to make me return those, you know that don't you? She's probably going to keep it all for herself" said Sweetie Bell.
"Ya, good point. No I won't tell your sister, quite frankly I don't care what you do as long as I get a place to stay. But why are you stealing these anyway?" asked Spike.
Sweetie Bell shrugged, "I don't know, its hard to explain. At first I wanted to show her a picture that I drew, but she wouldn't even look at me! She was too busy cuddling that stupid rock! So I started shouting at her, and I may have . . . broken a few things as well-"
"Wait, that mess that took me hours to clean, that was you?" Spike interrupted.
"I didn't mean it! I was just upset that Rarity was ignoring me. But when she saw the mess I made she started talking to me! Well, not exactly. She started shouting at me about the mess, but her shouting at me was better then her ignoring me so instead of saying sorry I fought back. Then she sent me to my room and I told her that I hated her, and she said she hated me too", Sweetie Bell paused and looked away from Spike, holding back tears.
'Oh, so that's what the commotion was earlier' thought Spike.
Sweetie wiped her eye and looked back to Spike. "Then I felt this weird tingly sort of feeling. I can't really explain it but . . . for some reason I felt . . . different. I don't really know how, but all I know is that everything was different after this strange feeling was gone. I wanted to do something bad, something that will make Rarity mad, that way she can shout at me again. I don't like it when she ignores me, so I felt that if I'm caught getting into trouble she'll have no choice but to acknowledge me" Sweetie explained.
"So that's why you stole these?" asked Spike.
Sweetie Bell nodded.
"So you stole these to get Rarity mad at you, I got that. But what was with jumping through the window?" spike asked.
"Oh, I thought Rarity was downstairs, so if I jump through the window she'll run into the kitchen and see what I did. I guess she moved that stupid rock to her room" said Sweetie Bell, sadly.
"Oh yeah, I guess that's my fault. Rarity took that rock to her room so that I wouldn't try to steal it. She's been up there all day, or night. Ugh! Do you have a clock? This whole sun and moon switching thing is getting really annoying!"
"Sure, there's one hanging on my wall over there" said Sweetie Bell, as she pointed to her clock.
Spike looked to the clock and face palmed. The hands on the clock were spinning out of control, the hour hand spinning clockwise and the minute hand spinning counterclockwise.
"Great, now we can't even tell what time it is" Spike complained.
"Well I'm pretty tired, so I guess we can assume its night time" said Sweetie Bell.
"I guess so, speaking of which, where am I sleeping? The only thing Rarity told me was the chores that I have to do while I'm living here, so I don't really know where I'll be sleeping" said Spike.
"Well we have a couch downstairs, you can sleep on that for now until we find somewhere more comfortable. How long exactly are you staying here for?" asked Sweetie Bell.
"I don't know, until I get old enough to find my own place I guess. Until then I have to take care of cleaning the boutique" said Spike.
"Why do you have to clean the boutique? Rarity doesn't even like it when I clean the boutique" asked Sweetie Bell.
"I convinced Rarity that if I clean the boutique she can spend more time with her rock" Spike explained.
Sweetie looked flabbergasted, "you what!"
Spike was taken aback, "what? What did I-"
"Oh thanks a lot Spike! I try so hard to get Rarity to notice me, and now you've made her lock herself in her room with that stupid rock!" shouted Sweetie Bell.
"Well I was trying to find a place to stay! I didn't know you were trying to get her to notice you!" said Spike.
"Do you know how hard its going to be to get her out of her room? She's probably locked in a cuddle with that stupid rock as we speak!" Sweetie shouted.
"I'm sorry! Look, what if I help you get Rarity to notice you? Will that make you feel better?" Spike asked, trying to calm Sweetie Bell down.
Sweetie Bell paused, and placed a hoof to her chin. "Hmmm . . . I guess you can help me, it is your fault after all".
Spike sighed, as he face palmed.
"Alright, you can help me. And in return you can be my number one assistant!" said Sweetie Bell.
Visions of Twilight and the Golden Oaks library flashed before Spikes eyes. He saw all the times that Twilight had called him her number one assistant. Then he remembered Twilight saying she didn't need him anymore, and growled.
"NO!" Spike shouted.
Sweetie Bell froze, and stared at Spike, "no?"
"No! I won't be your assistant! Why would I want to be your assistant!?!" Spike shouted.
"Well I just thought that since Twilight left you it would make you feel better if you were someponies assistant again. That's why if you help me you can be my assistant" Sweetie Bell explained.
Spike growled, "no! I won't be yours or anyponies assistant! I'll help you, but only if you allow me to continue living here for as long as I need to, deal!" Spike extended his claw to shake with Sweetie Bell.
Sweetie Bell looked curiously to Spike before shaking hoof to claw with him. "Sure, its a deal, but I thought you liked being an assistant" said Sweetie Bell.
Spike turned away and looked out her bedroom window. "Not anymore I don't" he said, flatly. He stared out the window and watched as the town continued to break down in its chaotic storm. He sighed, turned away from the window, and walked to Sweetie Bells door.
"I don't know what time it is, but I'm tired so I guess I can help you when I wake up, okay?" asked Spike.
"Ya, sure" said Sweetie Bell.
Spike was about to leave, before Sweetie said, "We made a deal, okay. You help me get into trouble and I'll let you stay".
"Ya sure" said Spike, as he tried to leave.
Sweetie Bell stopped him again, "don't forget, we shook on it!"
"Yes, I know Sweetie Bell, goodnight already!" said Spike, annoyed.
He tried to leave, but was stopped a third time.
"Spike-"
"WHAT!" Spike shouted, interrupting her.
"I was just going to say I know a way for Rarity to get mad at me!" said Sweetie Bell.
Spike sighed, "fine, what is it?"
"Well, Rarity's my sister, and sisters look out for little sisters, right?" said Sweetie Bell.
"Ya".
"So if a colt tries to sleep with their little sister, they'll get mad, right?" said Sweetie Bell, taking a step closer to Spike.
"What are you getting at exactly?" Spike asked, feeling very uncomfortable.
Sweetie Bell walked close to Spike, and brought her mouth close to his ear. "Would you like to sleep in my bed tonight?"
Spike jumped back, away from Sweetie Bell. "Our deal was that I would help you tomorrow! Not tonight! Plus were just kids! That's not a very appropriate thing for kids to do!"
Sweetie Bell narrowed her eyes to Spike and smiled. "Oh come on Spike, we have to grow up sometime".
Spike looked over Sweetie Bells shoulder to the clock hanging on her wall. "Oh would you look at the time! Its broken! Time for bed!" said Spike, as he turned and ran down the stairs. "Night Sweetie Bell!" Spike shouted from the bottom of the stairs.
Sweetie Bell chuckled, "I'll get him. When he least expects it, I'll get him. And with Spike wrapping his arms around me, Rarity will definitely get mad and start shouting at me! But what if she kicks Spike out . . . eh not my problem". Sweetie Bell shut her door, turned off her lights and leapt onto her bed. She laid her head to her pillow and brought her blankets to her chin. "You will be mine Spike, and when your mine, I'll get Rarity too!"
Sweetie Bell chuckled, before drifting off to sleep.