The ward was damaged, got washed away, and that let it in.” “It is not a ghost, it is a nightmare, the nightmare.” The old unicorn looked to the library with a hard gaze and inspected its exterior. “No!” Third Eye snapped as he fixed his faded eyes on Rainbow Dash. We brought him here to get rid of the ghost that’s haunting the library.” “He’s not related to me,” Rainbow Dash said firmly, as if wanting to make that fact perfectly clear. “What are you doing pulling a cart anyway? Who is that? Is he a relative of yours?” Next time, you should be more careful.” Rarity lectured firmly before looking at the back of the cart, where Spike was helping an older stallion out onto the street. “You were going so fast, I shouldn’t be surprised. Rainbow Dash slipped out of the cart’s harness. “Rainbow Dash, what in Equestria are you doing?” “Hey, watch where you’re going! You almost-” Rarity began to shout, only to stop when she saw who was pulling the rickety cart. A cart skidded to a stop within inches of where she was standing. She turned away from the door and stepped into the street, only to jump back a moment later. “W-what’s gotten into her?” Rarity asked herself. In that brief moment, Twilight was one most frightening thing Rarity had ever seen, right up beside Nightmare Moon and Discord. Her heart was racing and her knees were weak. Normally, Rarity wasn’t one to suffer silently when a pony was so blatantly disrespectful, but she was unable to find her voice.
Twilight, with that one guttural shout, slammed the library door shut. If Rarity had been any slower pulling her hoof away, it would have been crushed. So, how about you take a small break, and we-” That, and I must say it looks like you haven’t slept a wink. “But Twilight,” Rarity protested, putting her hoof on the door to keep it open, “reading in the dark like that can’t be good for your eyes. “I’m studying,” Twilight answered as she took a step back and placed her hoof on the door, preparing to close it. “What are you doing today? Are you getting ready for Nightmare Night?” The lights were out and the curtains were drawn shut, trapping the library in darkness. So.” Rarity craned her neck, looking past Twilight and into the library. She turned her gaze back to Rarity, sending a shiver up her spine. She took it with her magic and placed it just inside the door. This forced her to take notice of the doll. Rarity forced a laugh to disrupt the uneasy silence, and held Smartypants a little closer to Twilight. She did not smile, did not frown, didn’t do anything she just stared. Personally, I think she’s never looked better.” Oh, and I hope you don’t mind, but I decided to clean her up a bit. You left in such a rush yesterday you forgot her. I just thought I’d bring Smartypants back. Rarity forced a smile and held the doll up. It was like she had been rolling around in the street. Her mane was still a mess, as was her coat, but on top of that her eyes were distant and her belly was dusty. Twilight was looked worse than she did the day before. “Oh, Twilight, you’re looking.” Rarity’s voice trailed off and she stared at the pony who answered the library’s door. She gave the door a few firm knocks, and didn’t have to wait long for the door to open. Nearing the library, Rarity levitated the doll out of her saddlebags and carefully adjusted the yarn that made up the fake mane before stepping onto the front step. Smartypants was still old and well loved, but it looked as good as it possibly could, all things considered.
She secured its loose eye, replaced all the old stuffing, and gave the doll a good washing. So, in hopes of cheering Twilight up and easing her own concerns, Rarity decided to dip into her dwindling supply of time and fix Smartypants. The fact Twilight kept the toy past fillyhood spoke to how much she cared for it, and Rarity doubted her friend would just abandon the doll at the boutique so heartlessly, had not something terrified her into fleeing. Twilight looked so scared, and she had left her Smartypants doll behind with its squeaker lying in the middle of the floor. That and, after Twilight’s abrupt departure, Rarity hadn’t been able to properly concentrate on her work. It took Rarity time to remake it, and while she was happy to do it for her little sister, that was time Rarity didn’t really have to spare. Customers came in wanting last minute adjustments to their costumes, and then Opal went and shredded part of Sweetie Belle’s vampire cape. She should have been done already, but so much had gotten in the way. Nightmare Night was tomorrow evening, meaning she only had the rest of that day and the next to finish her costume. Rarity looked at the Nightmare Night decorations spread all down the street, and cursed herself for her procrastination.
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