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THE BELLE TOLLS FOR LOVE 2

by Deathsia

Chapter 13: The storm within

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THE STORM WITHIN

“Rarity, this is suicide! We'll freeze to death before we find them at this rate!” Rainbow Dash shouted over the torrent of snow and wind that pelted at her face while her mane flailed wildly at the mercy of the wind as the two neared the edge of Ponyville.

“Then you can go back, I'm going to find Scootaloo, Applebloom, and Sweetie Belle!” Rarity shouted back as she looked behind herself doing her best to keep her mane from flying into her mouth as she spoke.

“Rarity, look around you! We're in the middle of one of the biggest snowstorms in Equestrian history here! Not even the weather team of Pegasus in Cloudsdale could have predicted that their winter storm would turn out this bad!” Rainbow Dash shouted back.

“And Scootaloo may be in it! Tell me Rainbow Dash, do you love Scootaloo?” Rarity asked as she turned around to face the cyan blue Pegasus whom looked taken back by this question.

“Your asking me this now?! Of course I do, but I'm not stupid enough to freeze to death for her!” Rainbow Dash replied doing her best to shout over the torrents of wind and snow.

“And that is what makes me different from you Rainbow Dash. I'm willing to die for her. Clearly you can't say the same, so go home!” Rarity shouted back before she turned around and continued walking through the snow.

Rainbow Dash simply stood there and stared at the white unicorn in shock at her words as the wind and snow continued to pummel her mercilessly until Rarity soon vanished from sight. “Is that really the difference between us? Is Rarity's love for Scootaloo stronger than mine?” Rainbow Dash asked herself as she stared at the snow-covered ground.

I remember it all now...the love we shared, the pain, the laughs. Yet I do not quite know how I remembered all this. Maybe all the drinking I have been doing is really making me crazy, maybe the memories of me and Scootaloo in that alternate dimension are fake...

Even if they are, my love for Scootaloo is real.

Perhaps this is my divine punishment for falling in love with a foal in a way that is not considered right.

Perhaps the fates are testing my love for her.

No matter what the fates have in store for me, I will defy them and write my own fate.

A fate worthy of Rarity Unicorn!

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Scootaloo reached a hoof over and placed on Sweetie Belle's forehead and gave a sigh of relief. “I think her fever is going down, she's not as hot as she was before.” Scootaloo remarked as she looked over at Applebloom whom looked relieved to hear the news.

“She's still sick though, ain't she?” Applebloom asked giving a concerned glance over at Sweetie Belle as she gave a mighty cough in her sleep followed by a soft moan.

“Yeah, not much we do for her without real medical help, but I think it's safe to leave her in here for now and get some sleep.” Scootaloo replied as she walked over to Applebloom and placed a hoof on her shoulder as she smiled at the farm pony.

“You expect meh to sleep at a time like this? What if somethin happens to her while we're sleepin? What if she gets worse? What if-” Applebloom began to say become more frantic with each question until Scootaloo gently placed a hoof over her mouth and giggled.

“You worry too much, you know that? She'll be fine for now.” The Pegasus remarked as she lowered her hoof and looked over at Sweetie Belle though her smile turned into a frown as she looked at her bedridden friend. “Tell ya what, we'll take turns keeping an eye on her, I'll make sure I wake up in a few hours, then I’ll wake you up in a few more hours. Sound fair?” Scootaloo suggested as she turned to look back at the farm pony.

“Okay, but um, where are we sleepin?” Applebloom asked curiously.

“My old parents room, follow me.” Scootaloo replied as she turned around and walked out of the room followed by the farm pony.

“Wow, that's a big bed.” Applebloom remarked looking surprised at the size of the mattress as the two entered the room.

“Yeah, but my parents filled it quite snugly.” Scootaloo remarked nonchalantly as she hopped onto it and pulled the blankets back.

“Bet ya they did more than sleep in that.” Applebloom remarked with a smirk as she hopped onto the bed herself.

“Thank you for that horrifying image Applebloom.” Scootaloo remarked disconcerted by the farm pony's candid remark which caused Applebloom to giggle aloud as she crawled under the blankets and popped her head out a few moments later.

“Ah'm sorry, it was just too temptin to not say.” She replied doing her best not break into full out laughter as she crawled under the blankets herself.

“Lets just get some sleep, I'll wake up in a few hours to check on Sweetie Belle.” Scootaloo replied as she closed her eyes.

“Bet this was the same bed that they made ya in too.”

Applebloom!”

“Ha,ha,ha,ha,ha! Ah'm sorry, Ah'm sorry! Ah'll shut mah trap and go to sleep now.”

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“Where is Rarity?” Twilight asked curiously as Rainbow Dash walked into the library, head facing the ground, and tail between her legs as she walked in.

“She's out there... Looking for Scootaloo, Applebloom, and Sweetie Belle.” Rainbow Dash replied depressingly as she sat down next to the fireplace and sighed moments later.

“But that's suicide! She'll freeze to death before she finds them!” Twilight exclaimed with a panicked expression now though Rainbow Dash made no hint of sharing this feeling.

“And that is what sets us apart from one another, she's willing to die for Scootaloo, I'm not.” The cyan blue Pegasus replied in the same depressing voice not bothering to look at Twilight.

“Oh, that's a load of horseapples!” Twilight exasperated with a glare at the cyan blue Pegasus.

“Is it Twilight? Tell me, where is Cheerilee?” Rainbow Dash replied as she finally looked at Twilight though not moving from her position.

“I...” Twilight began to say only to trail off as her ears flattened and she bit her lower lip. “I lost track of her on the way back to the library. She mentioned something about remembering what Sweetie Belle said about Scootaloo and where she might go, but before I could stop her, she ran off. I don't even know if she found her way out of the Everfree forest.” The unicorn replied and sighed. “She's still a filly, I never got a chance to change her back.”

“I guess Rarity is really the better mare for the kid. After all, she's willing to do what I won't.” Rainbow Dash replied and sighed once again.

“Maybe, but don't misjudge courage for stupidity. What their doing right now may very well get
themselves killed. Lets just hope they come to her senses before that point.” Twilight replied as she walked over to the fireplace and sat next to the cyan blue Pegasus.

“I can send a letter to the princess at anytime ya know.” Spike remarked from behind the two mares crossing his arms.

“Don't bother. Do you honestly think the princess could ever hope to understand what is going on here? If she found out what I did with Scootaloo, she'd do worse than stop being my mentor I'm sure.” Twilight replied depressingly and sighed aloud.

“You fooled around with Scootaloo?” Rainbow Dash asked in shock as she looked over at Twilight now.

“Not intentionally, well maybe, oh, who in Tartarus am I kidding? I practically begged the filly to do me.” Twilight replied and sighed once again only to get a slug to the jaw from the cyan blue Pegasus.

“That's for fooling around with Scootaloo!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed with a glare as she stood up to all four hooves and walked towards the door.

“Do you really think I'm just gonna let you walk out that door after you hit Twilight?!” Spike roared and charged at the cyan blue Pegasus only to be halted by Twilight's magic.

“Let her go, Spike. She had every right to hit me. I messed with her fillyfriend after all.” Twilight said softly as she rubbed her sore cheek.

With one last glare towards the unicorn, the cyan blue Pegasus opened the door to the library and closed it behind her.

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THREE HOURS LATER...

Scootaloo awoke with a start and looked to her left taking note of the fact that Applebloom wasn't there. Hoofsteps however caused her to sit up and see the farm pony walking in.

“Ah couldn't sleep so ah checked on Sweetie Belle, she's doin fine ah guess, but ah really can't be sure.” Applebloom explained as she hopped onto the bed and got under the covers.

“You were supposed to get some sleep. I don't need another friend of mine sick in bed because of me.” Scootaloo remarked aloud and sighed as she turned to face away from the farm pony.

“This isn't your fault ya know. We choose to come lookin for ya, because we were worried bout ya.” Applebloom replied as she placed a hoof on Scootaloo's mane and gently ran it along it.

“If I had never run away, you two would have never come looking for me, and Sweetie Belle wouldn't be...” The Pegasus began to say only to trail off as she curled her body up and began to shake.

“Scootaloo-”

(Play Kissing the Rain now

“It's all my fault! I forced you two come looking for me, I forced Rarity and Rainbow Dash to argue over me, I got Sweetie Belle sick, I-I-I...” Scootaloo said trailing off as she gave a high-pitched cry mid-sentence and slammed her eyes shut as tears poured from them as if in a vain attempt to cut off the flow.

Applebloom then wrapped her arms around her weeping friend from behind and held her close as tears began to drift down her cheeks as well. “Scootaloo, you're blaming yourself for stuff that ain't your fault. You didn't force anypony to do anythin. We chose to come lookin for ya, Rarity and Rainbow Dash chose to argue over ya, so please, stop beatin yourself up!” Applebloom exclaimed as she hugged Scootaloo tightly as her tears drizzled down her cheeks onto the filly's shoulder. “Please... Ah can't bare to see ya like this...”

“Please Scootaloo, don't do this to yourself. Talk to meh, tell meh what's hurtin ya, and ah'll make it all better ah promise. Ah'll make the pain go away because Ah...Ah....”

Ah love you....

These three words were spoken in a whisper by the farm pony which were followed by silence as a cascade of tears ran down her face in a waterfall as her hooves ran up and down along Scootaloo's body as if to comfort her despite her own sorrow.

I could feel her tears touching me as they dripped onto my shoulder. If I didn't know any better, I'd think she was in more pain than I was now.

How long had she been holding this in? I had my suspicions, but for her to say it now, at the time I felt the most vulnerable, I didn't know what to say, what to think. I just laid there in her arms.

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“Scootaloo?! Where are you?!” Rarity shouted over the roaring winds as she looked about herself shivering until her eyes fell upon an unconscious dark purple filly with a three daisy cutie half buried in the snow next to a cluster of trees. “Cheerilee?!” Rarity exclaimed as she ran over to the unconscious filly, lifted her up with her magic and wrapped her hooves around her. Much to her relief she shivered audibly as Rarity held her.

“Don't you dare die on me Cheerilee, not after you dragged me to Tartarus and back by dating my little sister! I still need to beat the living horsefeathers out of you! Do you hear me?!” Rarity exclaimed as she channeled magic into her horn and began to construct a small tent out of leaves and trees around them until the two were properly sheltered.

Rarity then used her magic to collect a small pile of stones and branches. With one quick zap of her horn, a fire burst to life within their hastily made tent. The unicorn then gently placed Cheerilee down next to the fire and stared at her silently as she ran a hoof along her side.

Time seemed to fly by now as Rarity continued to stare at the sleeping filly in front of her and sighed heavily with a soft smile. “It feels like so long ago now, when I hated you so much and thought of you as nothing more than a sick and twisted foal fiddler. Yet look at me now, I have a fillyfriend myself who is as young as Sweetie Belle. What a crazy world we live in these days...” Rarity thought to herself as she looked outside through the small doorway to their tent as the snow and wind raged on without remorse...

Author's Notes:

Lot of romance in this chapter, also if you looked at this shortly after it came up, REFRESH THE PAGE! A link that somehow got lost has been put back in!

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