Raison D'être

by mechafone

3 - Tell Me

Spark Storm plodded aimlessly alongside Rich. He didn't remember what the business pony had told him about where they were going, and he really couldn't care less. As long as it let him sit in a quiet room by himself, Rich could take him anywhere.

Spark was completely concentrating on not existing anymore when he was blinded by white. Forelegs were wrapped around him, but he barely noticed. A sweet, angelic voice was calling his name, and for a moment he really thought he had finally died. It would've been a reprieve, but once again fate gave him a sound slap and told him 'Nope.'

So when he leaned back to see who or what had attached itself to him, he was a little dazed and confused when he saw the most beautiful face in his memories: Sapphire Snow's. He tried to process this confusing turn of events when she kissed him with tears in her eyes. Everything was happening so fast, and the happy feeling when she kissed him, while nice, just wasn't enough to keep him from passing out.

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Lemon Pop watched Sapphire Snow pout. They were seated in the royal chambers just outside Celestia's audience chamber, waiting for Rich and maybe a conscious Spark Storm. Sapphire was seated with her forelegs folded over her chest and her hind legs stuck out underneath her. Lemon loved it when her friend pouted. It was undoubtedly the cutest thing she had ever seen.

Sapphire glanced at Lemon, then looked away. "Shut up." Lemon surpressed her giggled with both hooves, but it was futile. She released her laughter with snorts and giggles, kicking her hind legs. "I didn't say anything!" "You were thinkin' it!" "Totally was not. I'm just...*snrk*...Ok, fine. It's just, you've been talking about Spark Storm for the last five years, and the second he gets here, you kiss him and he passes out. I-I'm sorry, it's just too funy!"

Sapphire was about to get up and show Lemon what-for when Filthy Rich exited the doors, which quickly closed behind him. He approached Sapphire, who had eagerly met him halfway. "What did the Princess have to say? What's going to happen to him?" Her enthusiasm made Rich smile. "She's going to let him stay for a while in the palace." Sapphire let out a happy squeal and did a back flip in the air, flittering there for a moment before dropping to the floor again. "Sapphire, he wants to see you."

Sapphire stood stock still at this news. For five long years she had been going on and on about Spark, and now that he was here, she wasn't sure what to do. Rich chuckled quietly as he headed out, nodding in farewell to Lemon Pop. Lemon sauntered up beside Sapphire, whose joints had frozen. She poked her friend in the ribs. Sapphire let out a shriek and glared at Lemon.

"Celestia, you're jumpy! What happened to your brave kiss outside?" Sapphire gulped and took a few steps towards the audience chamber. "Well, I wasn't really thinking...I better go see him..." She stepped to the huge doors and swung them open slowly, only to find the chambers empty. Feeling even more nervous, Sapphire closed the doors behind her and walked into the large, echoing chamber.

Sapphire stepped into the center of the room, thoroughly confused. Hadn't the nice gentlecolt mentioned that Spark wanted to see her? From across the room, Celestia poked her head out around the corner. "Psst! This way!" She disappeared again, the only sign that she'd been there in the first place her billowing tail disappearing after her. Sapphire arched a brow and ran after her.

Celestia waited for her at a door at the end of the hallway. The Princess had the most eager grin on her face, as if she'd heard the best dirt in the history of the royal family. Sapphire frowned disapprovingly up at her. "Princess..." Celestia raised a hoof to cover her mouth. When she brought it down, she looked calm and collected once more. "My apologies, Sapphire. He's ready to see you now." She stepped aside, allowing Sapphire inside, but not before playfully whispering, "No funny business, missy." Sapphire slipped inside with a blush covering her entire face.

The room was small, compared with the other rooms in the castle. It was square-shaped, with a personal bathroom. It was sparsely decorated, with a writing desk on the wall adjacent to the bathroom. The bed was high up, she couldn't even see over the top of it. She didn't see Spark anywhere, so she climbed up on the bed. There, Spark lay. He seemed asleep, but he opened an eye to look at her. He looked like he didn't believe what he was seeing.

Sapphire stepped closer to him and brushed a hoof over the hair in his eyes. He was a mess...he looked like he'd been living in the wild. He had little twigs and bits of pollen in his mane and fur, and he looked like he hadn't bathed in a long time. Smelled a little bit like it too. "Oh, Spark..." She whispered. "What happened to you?" He didn't answer, but rather balled up lying away from her.

Continuing undeterred, she laid down with her belly pressed to his back and took him in her forelegs. She gently stroked his mane and buried her face against his neck. After a few minutes, she could feel him shaking. She could tell that he wanted, needed to get something off his chest. "Spark..." she whispered into his ear. "Talk to me. Tell me what happened...please."

After a moment of waiting, he turned to face her. His eyes spoke of such pain. Finally, he spoke to her. He told her the whole story, of everything from the moment she had left to when he had arrived at the castle. By this time, they were both weeping for his loss. They stayed wrapped up in each other's forelegs for hours, eventually falling asleep together, like they had so many years ago.

Comments

[Jacensolo43]

I don't know whether to weep for Spark's loss, or to d'aawwww at the final words. I got it! d'aawwwwawwwwhaaahaaawaaaaaaaaa!