> The Days To Follow > by Excy > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > The Final Straw > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Could you read me a story?" In Ponyville, it's an early afternoon, and all is quiet. Except the boutique. For the past year, the boutique has been very... loud. Yelling everyday, arguing constantly, very loud "noises" around bedtime, and machines constantly running. So much noise goes on, people lose sleep because of it. "Spike, where are my sapphires?" "Umm... what sapphires?" "The sapphires we got yesterday." "Oh those! Well, according to the trajectory of the sun and the moon, the sapphires are in my digestive track, in my stomach, because I ate them." "Are you freaking kidding me, Spike? I asked you to do one thing, and you messed it up. I SPECIFICALLY ASKED YOU 'Spike honey, we have some gems at home. Please don't eat these.' And what did you do? The EXACT DAMN OPPOSITE!" "Well, none of the gems we had were sapphires, and I had a craving." "A craving for what?!" "Sapphires." He said, smiling widely. "Spike, you're craving something, and it's not sapphires." "Actually, you're right. It's rubies." "SPIKE!" "Stop yelling, I'm right here." "Screw off, Spike. Why can't you ever be serious?" "Why do you always have to be up my ass about things?" "My foot is about to be up your ass in a second." She gritted. "Sorry, I can't here you over the sapphires." "Spike, please be serious." She said as calm as possible. "Okay, what's this about babe?" "Don't call me babe, and you damn well know what this is about." "Rarity, you have to stop being so uptight. Sometimes it's hot, but all the time it's too much." "I wouldn't be so uptight if you didn't always act like a little boy!" "I don't always act like a little boy!" "Sorry, little girl." "Okay Rarity. Ha ha ha, very funny, but you shouldn't talk about yourself like that." "Spike, I'm done." "What?" "You heard me. I'm done." "Done with what?" "The arguing, constant lying and bickering." "That's because you're always on me, you're annoying and I just act like I don't care when REALLY, I still don't care." "For a second, I thought you were gonna be serious. What is up with you today? You're seriously acting like a damn foal." "I just want a day where I don't have to be an adult. Can't we be a fun and happy couple like the start of our marriage? When you weren't being an uptight ass." "I'm done with you, Spike." "What do you mean by that?" "I'm going out with the girls. I'll be back." "'Going out with the girls'? Like I haven't heard that one before. While you're out, tell Fancy Pants I said 'Hi.'" "Screw off Spike. I already told you I don't talk to him anymore. We dated six years ago. If you don't believe me when I say that, that's your fault." "Okay, Rarity. That's why one night you snuck out and came back at 2 a.m. wasted off your ass, and I asked you where you were, you said 'At a Fancy Pants restaurant.' He doesn't own any restaurants. And when I asked the girls if they had known where you were, they all said no." "I don't have to take this. Goodbye." "Whatever." "By the way, you better not eat my damn gems. "No promises." And she left. Spike and Rarity's marriage have been on the rocks for the past year. Ever since Spike lost his job at the Sugarcube Corner, everything started spiraling downward. Money became tight, and arguements were a daily thing. Gems became extremely important, and the worst, the constant bickering and arguing. They argue about every little thing between each other. Neighbors were worried Spike was beating her, until he came out one day with a black eye. Others say she has Stockholm Syndrome and likes being held hostage. When this rumor went around, she walked outside and yelled "I'm not being held hostage!" Their relationship is getting closer and closer to worse things. And it's not looking bright on the other end. At 1:35p.m., Rarity came home. "Where the hell have you been?" "I already answered you. I was out with the girls." "Bullcrap. I smell cider." "Well, you're smelling things, because I'm completely sober." Which she was in fact, sober. "I bet you were out with Fancy Pants and he offered you cider and you declined, but he drank." "Screw off. We don't talk and I don't have to take this. I'm going to bed." "You always do this shit, Rares. We get in an arguement, and you don't even attempt to talk it out. You storm off. That's so sickening." "Oh please! You complain like a mare about little things and just think talking will fix it. And that's when you're acting mature. When you're actng normally, you're like a kid that drank too much coffee." "I wouldn't complain and act childish if you didn't do things behind my back and always act uptight. Maybe talkng things out won't fix everything, but atleast we won't be arguing. It's so sickening already." "You're sickening already!" "Shut up, you're sickening. All you do is act shady." "Goodnight Spike." "Whatever, I'm leaving anyway!" Spike yelled. "Fine!" Rarity yelled back. Spike stormed into the room and filled a bag with his things. He was about to be gone until Rarity stopped him. "Wait." "What do you want?" "You're right." "Here we go." "I'm serious, Spike." "So am I." "This constant arguing and bickering is annoying already. And we have to do something about it." "Like what? More marriage counselors? They already said divorce. And you don't want that." Spike suggested. "Actually, I think that's what we need." Spike pondered the idea for a moment. "Yeah, I agree." "No we do. We-" she stopped. Wait, did you just agree with me?" "Yeah, I did for once. We're so different now, and we just aggravate each other and I can't stand it anymore." "Yeah. Well, it's settled then." Rarity finished "Yeah." "Well, goodnight then." "Hey Rarity-" "Yes you can. The couch." "Fine." Spike growled, grabbing a blanket and pillow. And off to bed they went. Even though neither wanted to divorce, they knew it'd be for the best. "Spike!" She yelled. "What?" "We go tomorrow, and you're taking me." "Fine." He said in his half-asleep slumber. > Divorce Day > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning, Spike was first to wake up. At first, he was confused about where he woke up, but then remembered last night. "Oh yeah." As he made his way to the guest bathroom, he walked by Rarity's room to see if she was awake, which she was not. He stood there for a few minutes which made him think, maybe he divorce is a bad idea. "It's for the best." He muttered to himself. As he made his way to the bathroom, he thought about the days plans. He had to pack his things, go to Canterlot for the divorce papers, and make it back to the library before night. He had a long day ahead of him. As he began to wash up, Rarity woke up, also confused as to why she was alone, until she too realized why. She walked over to the mirror and looked at herself. She had make-up smeared along her eyes. "I must clean up immediately. A lady must always look her best." She said with confidence in herself. As she entered her bathroom shower, Spike got out of the guest shower and went into the kitchen. "Might as well make something for her while I'm here." So he did. He made a few waffles with a side of toast and eggs. When Rarity finished her shower, she smelled something cooking. "What in the world?" She walked out of the bathroom and ran downstairs to the kitchen. "What do you think you're doing?" She said to Spike, making Raritys plate. "What does it look like? I made food. Have some." "What did you do to it?" "Oh ha ha, funny. Nothing. I can't make my soon-to-be ex-wife dinner before we make this divorce official?" "Is someone upset about a divorce? You agreed to it." "Yeah I did, and I regret nothing." "Whatever." Rarity said, taking her plate of food and walking into the dining room. An hour past, and they decided it was time to leave. When they made it to the train station, it was 1:30. The problem was, they had bought their tickets, for 2:30. "What do you want to do for an hour?" Spike asked. "Wait for the train." "Really? Out of all the things happening right now, you choose to sit and wait for the train for an hour?" "Absolutely." "Whatever. I'll meet you back here in an hour." "Just where do you think you're going?" "Oh, sorry Mom. I was just going to do something with my time, like go to the carnival." He said, pointing to a giant field full of rides. "F-Fine." Rarity hesitated. "Are you sure? You hesitated." "I'm fine. Go along without me." "Okay. I'll be back in an hour." "Actually, wait," "I knew it. Let's go." They walked to the nearby carnival and bought tickets. They went on two rides before they started arguing. "You lied to me?" "Only so you'd go on the Zipper with me." "I told you I didn't want to!" "And that's exactly why I lied." "I'm leaving." "Come on, Rares. Just one more game? Not even a ride." Before answering, she thought about it for a moment. "Ugh, fine. One game!" "Awesome!" So the game Rarity chose was Ball Toss. She threw the ball at the pins, and got one. Her second ball missed completely, and so did the third. "What?! That's impossible! I threw the ball directly at it. I'm trying again. Spike give me another ticket!" "Okay." Handing one over with a grin. She tried again, and missed all three. She tried again, and again, and again, and still didn't win. Soon, they were on they're last three tickets. "Hold on, let me try." Spike said. He threw the first ball and got all three at once. "Winner! Choose your prize!" The machine yelled. Spike chose the pink fluffy bear and gave it to Rarity. "You're welcome." He joked. "Whatever! I could've done that myself!" "Then why didn't you then?" "I-I was warming up is all!" "Mhmm. You spent twenty seven of our thirty tickets, on one game." "Whatever." She joked, shoving Spike. "We should probably get going, loser." "Shush. What time is it?" "Uhhh... 2:25." "What?! We'll never make the train now!" "No, we won't. Not unless..." Spike pondered it for a moment. "Rarity, you have to get on my back.." "Are you insane?! I would never do something so unladylike as to 'hop on' your back in public!" "Rarity, we won't make it if you keep complaing. You and I both know I am very fast." "In more ways than one." She scoffed under her breath, not going unnoticed by Spike, who blushed. "A-Are we going or not?!" Spike shouted, still embarrassed. Rarity climbed Spike and sat atop his shoulders, which were surprisingly built. She never noticed them before. "Hold on." He warned her before he took off. Thenm he took off. Spike began to run extremely fast, which made Rarity nauseous. Not too long after, they made it just in time for the train. Spije knelt down and Rarity got off of his shoulders. "You are such an animal." "In more ways than one." He mocked, winking at ger as he boarded the train. Rarity rolled her eyes and followed suit, takin the window seat beside Spike. The train began to move and rain began to come down. "Why didn't you warn me about the rain?" "Maybe some people like surprises." "Maybe, but it's raining hard." "Yeah, you're right." And, as if by magic, as soon as he said that, thunder and lightnig filled the sky. "Oh my, this is awful." Rarity said in shock. "Hopefully we'll make it. The train was going extremely fast and believe it or not, it was worrying Spike. "Is something the matter, Spike?" "Uh... n-nothing. I-I'm fine." He said tapping his leg with his fingers rather nervously . "You don't sound it." "I'm fine dammit!" He yelled at her. She coward back a little in shock, even though she was somewhat used to it. "I'm sorry, Rarity. I just get stressed when it rains like this and we're on a train." "It's alright I guess. It happens to everypony, we'll be fine." "I'll take your word for it." Lighting struck again. This time, closer to the train. This didn't go unnoticed by Spike though. "Oh no. No no no no no no no no." "What is the matter?" Lightning struck once more. Not hitting the train, but he tracks in front of it. The train drove right off of he tracks and slid down a dirt path. The wet ground was takig the train down he path without struggle. "Hold on!" Spike yelled. Which she did. She grabbed Spike by the waist and he held onto her with one hand and the railing beside him with another. After skidding for almost five minutes, the train toppled over and began rolling. It continued to roll until it it a nearby building, which slowed the train. When the train came to a complete stop, people emerged from their seats, Passengers making sure their neighbors were okay. Spike got up, and ran over to Rarity, who was lying unconsious beside him. "Rarity?" > Hospital For Souls > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Rarity?" Spike asked, rushing by her side. No response. "Rarity?" He asked again, beginning to panic. "Rarity... please..." He checked her pulse. It was extremely faint and was getting slow. "Thank Celestia above." He sighed in relief. Now he just had to wait until he got out. When the train began evacuating, Spike lifted Rarity and rushed her to the hospital. Rarity woke up, confused as to where she was, and what was going on. Spike looked up from his daze and hugged her. When she he did, she began screaming. "Who are you?!" "Rarity, it's me, Spike." "I don't recall ever knowing you! What is going on?!" "What's going on in here?" Nurse Redheart asked. "Who are you?" Rarity asked. "You're awake. Rarity, I'm your nurse. Do you remember what happened to you?" "I don't remember anything, or know who any of you are. Especially him. Where's Fancy Pants?" Hearing he say this made him panic internally. "Spike, could I talk to you, in private?" Spike and Nurse Redheart walked into the hallway. "What's wrong with her?" Spike asked. "I don't know, it seems as though she has amnesia. I'll have Dr. Shock. look into it. For now, since she has no idea who you are, I would go home, or if you want, wait in the waiting room for an update on her." "I'll be back. I'm going to go home and get some things that would help-" "Don't do that. Forcing her to remember things would make it worse. Besides, she probably will be able to leave in a few days anyway. Go home for now and we'll call you. Speaking of which, what number should we call?" "Either Carousel Boutique or Golden Oaks Library." Spike left the hospital, and went straight to the Boutique. He sat on the bed and looked at the fire ruby. The fire ruby from when Spike was just a baby dragon. "Here Rarity, you should have it. A beautiful ruby like this, was meant to be with you." "Oh Spikey-Wikey, I don't know what to say. Thank you so, so much!" She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek, causing him to fall in a lovestruck daze. His thoughts were cut off by a phone ringing. "Hello?" "Spike, the results have come in. " "Okay, and that is?" "Rarity is suffering from amnesia. But not all of her memory is gone. The farthest back she remembers is 6 years ago. She said she wants Fancy Pants here." "6 years ago? At that time we weren't even together and she was dating Fancy Pants." "That's probably why she's asking for him then. I wanted to call you and inform you on this though. You can come back if you like." "Okay." Spike hung up the phone and looked blankly at the ground. Tears began forming at his eyes. "Rarity..." He whispered. Just then, he began to cry. He cried as hard as he could, not hding back. He screamed as loud as he could. He didn't care at all. He didn't care about anything. He just screamed and screamed. "No! It's not fair!" He punched the wall beside him, putting a hole right through it. He continued to cry. He noticed a picture of them together on their wedding day. In Celestia and Luna's castle in Canterlot, a special event was taking place. This event includes Spike and Rarity. It was their day. Their wedding day. "Do you, Spike Sparkle, take Rarity Belle, to be your lawfully wedded wife?" Celestia asked. "I do." He said excitedly. "And do you, Rarity Belle, take Spike Sparkle, to be your lawfully wedded husband?" "I do." She said, tears in her eyes. "Well then, I now pronounce you, husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." Spike leaned in and kissed Rarity. They both had tears in their eyes. He never wanted it to end. This was the best day of his life. But all good things come to an end. When he snapped back to reality, he got up from the bed and walked to the door. "I need to find Twilight." > Rekindling Flames > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spike ran through the raining streets of Ponyville to the Library as fast as he could. "Why does it fate never work with me?" He said, upset at the large amount of rain coming down. He began to think. His mind was flooded with different things, all of which were about Rarity. 'Why does she not remember me? Is it because I'm bigger than before? Do I not look like myself? Why does she only remember back to Fancy Pants, out of anyone? She has to rememeber the girls, right? I mean, she was still good friends with the girls around then.' Then, the biggest question of all entered his mind. 'Will she ever love me again?' His thoughts came to a close after he stopped at the door and knocked. "One second." Twilight said, most likely in the middle of a book. She opened the door to reveal a drenched Spike, looking extraordinarily panicked. "Spike? What's the matter? Come in, sit." Twilight said, all of which she became nervous. He didn't usually come by the library whether it be to help re-organize the shelves on Cleaning day, (which of course, is not today.) or if something big happened. She sat across from Spike. "Spike, what's the matter?" She asked, rather calmly. "S-Something happened to Rarity, a-and I need you to help me." Spike sputtered. "What happened to Rarity? Did something happen to her?" "It's a long story, I'll explain it on the way, we have to go now!" He grabbed her by the hand and began to run outside. "Spike, what's going on?!" "I need you to gather the girls and bring her to the boutique. I'll leave the door unlocked, but you have to be quick!" Spike said. "Spike stop!" She stopped running, forcing Spike to stop as well. "Spike, I demand to know why I have to get the the girls all fo a sudden and why you're so panicked." "Listen Twi, I'll explain everything to you sooner if you just meet me at the boutique when you get the girls. I Pinkie Promise." Spike said, looking at Twilight. She swore she saw tears, but didn't want to mistake it with the rain. "Okay, but please, when I get there-" "You'll all know when you get there. I have to go to the hospital." He said before running off. "To the hospital," she said to herself. She tried to yell to Spike, but he was already too far. She turned and made her way to Sugarcube corner. Back at the hospital, Spike was talking to a nurse about Rarity. He needed to talk to her. She has to remember her longtime friend. "I really don't think it's a good idea to see her at the time." "I'm her husband. I need at least, five minutes." The nurse looked around. "Five minutes, and if the doctor catches you, we never talked." "Thank you so much!" He hugged her, and knocked on the door. "You may come in." He heard Rarity say. He hesitated for a moment. Hearing her voice was enough to choke him up like a young boy, but he had to settle things. Spike walked in as harmless as he possibly could without alarming her. Luckily, she wasn't scared. He began to talk. "H-Hi R-Rarity." He stuttered. He had his hands bunched together. "Hello." She simply said, not making much eye contact. "Do you not remember me, Rarity? After all these years, and you can't even remember me?" He somewhat joked, but he was also serious. She looked over towards him, scanning him. "I don't recall. I'm sorry." She said firmly. "You must not remember your Spikey-Wikey, or that beautiful necklace you're wearing either then." He said, pointing towards a diamond encrusted necklace he bought her. "Spike, is that," She paused, taking it in. "Is that you?" "Yeah. I came to check up on you." He walked up to her bed. She pulled him into a hug. "Oh, I'm so glad to see you! My word, you have gotten big haven't you?" "Yeah about that, we need to talk, but I have to get the girls. They don't know you're here." "What? Why ever would they not know? My closest friends-" "It's an overly long story I'm going to explain when I come back. I-" he stopped himself. She can't know yet. "You what, dear?" She asked, confused. "Nevermind, I'll be back." He said, before leaving. Once she was sure he left, Rarity called out to a nurse. "Yes, Mrs. Rarity?" "I need to make a call." --- Spike continued to run down the rainy streets of Ponyville, and began to cry once more. Partially, tears of joy, since Rarity remembering him was all it felt like he needed. He opened the door and saw the girls sharing nervous looks. "Spike, what's this all about?" "Yeah, and why did you have Twilight bring us all to Rarity's home?" "Speaking of Rarity, Does anypony know where she is?" "Girls, listen," Spike sat the door and sat down. His claws where shaking, just as much as his legs. "Rarity got into an accident, and she's in the hospital." He said, wanting to cry with every word. He heard a collective gasp, and was interrogated with questions once more. "Oh no! Is she alright?" Fluttershy asked? "Who did this to her? I swear when I find 'em..." Applejack added. "Is she going to be alright?" Pinkie questioned. All questions were out aside, as Twilight asked hers, the most important one of all. "Spike, tell us what happened." He dreaded those words to come out of her mouth. He didn't want to say it. He was afraid the girls would think it's his fault. He began to explain, starting all the way back to the night before the accident. --- "Rarity, you have a visitor." "Let him in." She said, drowsily. "Hello again, Rarity." > Old Flames and New Visitors > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- After Spike finished telling the girls about what happened, they looked worried. "So wait, you and Rarity were getting a divorce? Why didn't you tell any of us?" Twilight asked. "Well, I was, but obviously she is in no condition to do so, and we were, but at the time we just needed to, I don't know, get it done. We couldn't stand each other, and I don't think we could stand being with each other anymore." "But Spike, you love Rarity. Why would you want to leave her? Do you not love her anymore?" Pinkie interrogated. "Oh no, I love Rarity to death, and I would never want anything to happen to her, but the arguing was getting to the point of where we wouldn't even sleep in the same room anymore." "Well, Ah' don't know about you guys, but Ah' kinda wanna see her, ya' know, to check up on her." Applejack suggested. Spike and the girls nodded in agreement. "Then we should get going, before it gets too late." Rainbow said. "I... I don't think that's a good idea." Spike said. "WHAT?!" The girls all yelled in unison. "Well, I think she needs some time alone. To be able to, at the very least, rest and hopefully begin to piece things back together. Besides, the nurse and doctor don't want any visitors anyway." "Girls, Spike is right. I think we should go tomorrow. Just so she can have some time to herself." Twilight agreed. "Come on! She's our best friend. I'm sure they'll let us in for a few minutes, at the very least!" Rainbow argued. "Spike, you need to fight for the ones you love, and that's why we need to go." Applejack encouraged, changing Spike's mind. "If you girls really want to see her that badly, we can go. I can't promise that you'll see her, though." Spike said "Then we should get going." Twilight said. With that, they made their way to the hospital. --- "Hello Fancy. How have you been?" Rarity asked from her bed. "I've been good. Yourself?" "Well... I could be better." She said looking over to the IV in her arm. They shared a laugh. "May I sit?" He asked her. "Of course, darling." "So, if I may ask, what happened? Or, why are you here?" "To be honest, I have no idea." I don't remember anything that's happened recently. The last thing I remember is telling you... something. I can't remember what though." She admitted. "Well...do you remember anything about where you were? Or what we were doing?" "No, not really. Wait! I remember... us walking around, and stopping at the bridge. I... I think I said something to you that made you upset." "You broke up with me." "W-What?" "You broke up with me, Rarity. I remember that day perfectly." "W-What? It feels like it was just yesterday I was with you!" She yelled. "Rarity, that was six years ago." "How?! "Rarity, you have amnesia, and you're memory only goes as far as to when we broke up." "I... I refuse to believe that." Rarity stated, turning her head the opposite way. Then, she noticed the wedding band around her hoof. "See, I still have my wedding band. If we aren't married, or even together, who is my husband?" Suddenly, as if by fate, Spike opened the door to the room and surveyed the scene in front of him. He looked at Rarity in confusion. "Oh, welcome back, Spike." Rarity greeted. "I was just talking to-" "I know who he is, Rarity." He spat, glaring at Fancy Pants. "Hello, Spike. It's marvelous to be able to see you again!" Fancy got up and walked over to Spike. "Rarity and I were just discussing the past." Fancy assured, patting Spike on the back. "Yeah, well I don't think that's good for her in her current condition." Spike growled. "You do make a good point, my old friend. Perhaps I should leave you two alone for a bit, hm?" Fancy suggested, feeling Spike's anger start to rise. "Yeah, sounds like a good idea." Spike grumbled. "Rarity, I will be back again to check on you." Fancy bent over and kissed her hand, earning a giggle from Rarity. Do expect me later in the week." He said before leaving. "Look, Rarity, we need to-" "SURPRISE!" The girls yelled, busting through the door. Spike sighed. Rarity looked excited to see them. "Girls! Oh, I have missed you so much! You look so different from the last time I saw you. All of you!" Rarity said, wiping a tear. "We missed you too, Rares! We were all so worried when we heard what happened, we rushed over as soon as we could!" "I am so glad you're all here, we have so much to catch up on!" Rarity giggled, clapping her hooves together. And they did. The girls got Rarity caught up on everything that she missed. She was caught up on all the gossip and the new trends. They didn't mention anything about her personal life, which was Spike's job. After they were finished, the girls left, but Spike stayed behind. "Spike, are you still here? Is there something you needed?" Rarity asked. "Actually, yes, there is." Spike walked over and sat on the bed beside her. "Rarity, we need to talk." > Memories > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "What is it, Spikey?" Rarity asked, wearing a concerned expression. "I..." Spike faltered, remembering all of the times he spent with Rarity. Memories began to flood his thoughts, forgetting about everything before him. ~~~ Spike and Rarity were cuddled together in bed, listening to classical music. "Spikey," "Yes, Rarity?" "Do you love me?" Spike chuckled. "What?" "I want to know if you love me." "Of course I do! What would make you think I didn't?" "Nothing made me think otherwise. It just feels nice to hear you say it." Rarity stated, cuddling more into Spike, adjusting her head on his chest. "Well, I do, and will, for the rest of my life." "Promise?" "What? "Promise me you will love me for ever." Spike chuckled again, and grabbed Rarity's hand. "Rarity, I promise I will love you for the rest of my life, no matter what happens, Even if you tell me one day you don't love me anymore, I will still love you." He leaned toward Rarity, and their lips met. He felt so happy, so relaxed, as he felt her love pulsing through his body. He felt complete, and Rarity felt the same. When the kiss ended, Rarity snuggled into Spike's neck and closed her eyes. "I love you, Spike." Rarity said, drifting off into sleep. "I love you too, Rarity." Spike said, following suit. He closed his eyes, and let sleep overtake him, until suddenly- ~~~ *clap* "Spike? Spike dear, are you okay?" Rarity panicked, clapping her hands in front of his face, bringing him back to the real world. He blinked a few times, then spoke. "Rarity?" "Spike, are you okay? You seemed to space out for a little bit. You even began to tear up." She said, wiping a tear from his face. He didn't even know he was crying. 'How long did I zone out for?' "Rarity, what is the last thing you remember?" Spike asked. "Fancy asked me the same thing. I remember walking with him on a bridge, and I guess I broke it off with him. And I also remember telling someone that I love them. I'm almost positive it was after the incident with Fancy. Hm... who could it be?" She began to rub her temples with her hooves. "Don't overexert yourself, you'll give yourself a headache." He said, bringing her hooves down. Rarity noticed the ring around his claw. "Spikey, what is this beautiful ring from?" She asked, gazing at it's beauty. "Oh, well I got married." He chuckled sheepishly. He knew he couldn't hide it from her. It was obviously a wedding ring. "Spikey, you got married?! How much have I forgotten? Oh, please remind me, who was it?" She asked, excitement overcoming her. He gulped. "Well Rarity... I got married to... uh..." "On with it, Spike. Surely you can't be embarrassed by whom you want to spemd the rest of your life with!" She really wasn't making the situation any better for him. "Well, that's the... uh... good part. I got married to you, Rarity! Heheh." He said, chuckling diffidently. Rarity seemed shocked, yet the smile on her face not leaving her. "Um... w-will you repeat that ag-gain, Spikey?" She stuttered. "I got married to you, Rarity. We're husband and wife," she was appalled. "For six years!" He finished as confidently as possible. Rarity looked like she was about to cry. Spike noticed, and immediately realized what he did. "Rarity, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to drop a huge bomb-" "I can't believe it." "shell." "I never thought he would actually do it." She began talking to herself. "Rarity?" "What will the others think? What will Mom and Dad think?" She began to pace back and forth by the side of her bed. "Rarity..." Spike didn't like where this was going. "What will Fancy think?" He snapped. "RARITY!" That got her attention. "You don't need to yell Spike, I heard-" now it was his turn. "Rarity, the girls, your parents, and especially," he stopped for a moment, holding back his anger. "Fancy knows. Everyone knows, Rarity. you sound just like you did when I asked you to marry me six years ago." She looked at him, and sat back down. "I'm sorry, Spikey. I shouldn't have said all those things." She could visibly see the anger on his face beginning to disappear. He hugged her, catching her off-guard. He broke down in her arms. "I'm sorry, Rarity," he began to cry into her shoulder. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! I love you so much!" She hugged him back. "Spikey, what are you talking about?" "I.. I just..." He stopped. 'She can't know yet.' "I just got really emotional. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" "Don't apologise, sweetie. It's alright now." She continued to hug him, until they were interrupted by a doctor. "Visiting hours are over. It's time to go home now, sir." Spike complied. "I'll be back for you. The next time you see me, you're coming home, okay?" She laughed slightly. "Okay, Spikey. See you then." "See you then." Then he left the room, the doctor behind him. Once they were out, he looked at the doctor. "When do you think she can go home?" He asked. "She seems alright now. Come by tomorrow, and we'll let you know." Spike hugged him. "Thank you!" "No problem, sonny. It's what I do." After he released the doctor, he noticed Twilight was still there, waiting for him. He approached her. "Twilight?" "How'd it go?" She asked immediately, getting right to the point. "She doesn't remember us being married, and she might be released tomorrow." "That's great!" She hugged him. When she let go, she noticed he seemed upset. "What's wrong? Aren't you happy?" "Yeah, it's just-" "You're upset she doesn't remember that you and her got married?" "Not just that, but Fancy is back in the picture, and this time I don't think he's gonna give up as easy as last time."