Spike sat on the dust covered floor, the old photograph still clutched in his hands.
Dear Princess Celestia, Princess Twilight Sparkle has gone missing, I have no information on her whereabouts or the time of departure, she appears not to have taken her belongings with her and has left the library in shamble. If you have any clues as to her location I would appreciate being informed immediately.
Green light flashed about the empty room as he sent the letter off, barely containing himself. Thoughts of the past flooding his mind, Twilight had been there since day one for him. She would never turn her back to him like he did to her, how foolish he had been. He closed the door on his closest friend, the one who watched over him each and every day, the one who made sure he made the right choices, and helped him grow and learn. For what? A chance at the girl of his dreams? As if, she didn't really care about him, even as naive as Spike could be at times even he could tell she didn't want this relationship. It had been a month and he was still sleeping on her living room carpet, let alone the fact that they hadn't kissed or shown any intimacy privately or publicly further than hoof holding. Innocent? Yes. Stupid? No. He fooled himself still, pretending if he tried harder she would care maybe if he gave her more gifts, or called her lovely and elegant more often, but he knew the truth of it. Rarity wanted a stallion prince, and this Spike simply was not, nor could he ever be what she wanted. His mind went further back, all the way back to Canterlot the first time that he had ever felt love was four, maybe five years of age. That love belonged to Twilight, when he finally got up the courage to say something she let him down with ease she said that for one he was far to young and for two it was common for a male to have feelings twords there mother or female mother figure. She then made him read a story about a pony named Oedipus, who killed his father and married his mother. He didn't understand back then, and he sure didn't get it now. The thoughts that whirled his mind in circles started to make him dizzy. Twilight wouldn't do this, so why is she gone? He stood up and purposefully walked out the door, only one thought sticking in the front of his mind. 'Maybe if I return to Canterlot I can find her, maybe she's gone home to visit family...'
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Panting heavily Rarity frantically looked around her, it was to early for any-pony to really be awake and she hadn't made it close enough to the hospital. Twilight still wasn't moving, Rarity scrambled up off the ground and ran in a panic to the nearest home that she recognized. She pounded on the door harder than she had ever hit anything before.
"Bonbon! Bonbon wake up!" She cried. After a few seconds the door creaked open. "Please you have to help! Just look at her!" Rarity flailed her hooves snapping Bon-Bon from her sleepy daze. "Oh my Celestia, WHAT HAPPENED!?" Bonbon exclaimed running over to Twilight. "We have to get her to the hospital, I can't make it on my own." Rarity said, still breathing roughly. "Please help..." Bonbon nodded. "Quick you take the other end." She said, already sliding herself under Twilight and lifting. "I know it's not what you're used to, and it will probably do some damage to you. You have to though Rarity. I'm sorry. Rarity just huffed and pushed herself under Twilights other half. "Let's go."
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Spike was still wandering slowly to Canterlot when he felt the familiar burning sensation in his stomach. He stopped and coughed up a letter sent from Celestia.
Dear Spike, I am sorry to inform you that I have not heard from my student in quite some time, I was unaware that she had left her home and have received no notice since the letter I received from you and your friends of her sudden violent out burst. Perhaps she has simply taken a vacation?
If you discover anything further about her disappearance I would be pleased to know.
Spike sighed in defeat, damn! Has he continued his journey to Twilights previous home he thought back to what he had seen inside the library. He didn't check her room other than knocking at the door and calling for her. Strange though, there were prints on the ground when he got there. Who had been inside? Rarity. His mind settled on her name, Rarity must have been worried to, but why hadn't he seen her? The prints only led in not out, his whole world stopped for a minute and he spun around rapidly. Where had Rarity gone from there? Thought raced around Spikes head as he tried to take everything in at once the only two ponies he had ever loved where missing and as far as he could tell there was nothing he could do.