Rose manages to drag herself home

[Rose Rebellion]

(Time: Sunday afternoon, After the Dark Rainbow's defeat.)

(con. From Razz take the Indigo to his shop, in Razz's Curiosity Shop)

Uncaringly she stumbled her way out towards the edges of the town. Her head still lowered, her eyes looking at the ground, she had no idea where she was heading. Nor did she care.

Her tears rolled down her cheeks, falling to the worn dirt path below her hooves. She stepped past the fallen tears and drove tiredly onward. It was only at the sound of a croaking frog did she look up to give thought of her where abouts. And there was the Rainbow River, and the spot, just 24 hours prior, where Glayse seduced her. It was just all she could bare before her eyes broke out again in tears, and she began to run sobbing in the direction of her home.

[Rose Rebellion]

Rose slammed the door to her house shut. Instantly she turned around and locked it. As far as she knew, she would be labled an outcast in the town for her relations with Glayse. The lock just seemed like the only real thing that was secure in her life. A lock would always be there.

Tears still spilled from her eyes, and she sobbed, her nose running. Bitterly, she wiped her foreleg acrose her nose, leaving a long wet trail of snot on her coat. She didn't care. Rose just didn't give a flying flutter pony. Crying and sobing incoherintly, she turned to head into her bedroom, her security spot. But then her purple eyes fell upon the vase with the rose on her table. Glayse's rose.

Rose froze in complete silence. There, so innocently, the token of his love. Or rather just a flag. The rose standing straight and dominantly like a national flag claiming new land. Glayse's flag of conquring the mighty Rose Rebellion. Anger boiled deep down in the very depths of Rose's heart. "I will not have that vile thing in my house!!"

The unicorn charged over towards the flower. And not once did she hesitate lifting the glass vase up and heaving it at a wall. Glass shattered and the floor was rained down on by sharp shards of various sizes. Rose screamed viscously, grabbing something else and chucking it in the other direction. And another. And another. And when that failed to satisfy her destructive erge, she charged into her bedroom.

There, she lunged at her bed, thrashing blankets, ripping them. Tearing them a part. Making them feel her pain. Her anger. Making something feel what she felt. Having something understand how small and gut rotton she felt. She moved from blankets to pillows and swinging them around with force. Rose then threw them down, and beat them with her hooves. Her tears were as strong as ever. "Oh Rainbow I tried!! I tried to save you!!," she sneered, punching hard and bitterly. But slowly, her rush of anger left her, her punches becoming weak and half attempted. Finally, she placed a head on the pillow, and whimpered softly," Why the hell did you have to die?"

[Rose Rebellion]

Rose's tensed muscles relaxed and her face further sank into the pillow. It was the first time she could remember not being tense from the battle....but besides this she still shivered almost uncontrollably. She continued to choke and sob occasionally, and have the moments where her eyes broke into tears again, but it seemed that she'd been all washed out for the night.

Really she didn't want to sleep. How could she sleep with what horrors she'd seen the last day? And she'd desperately felt deep down she had to just talk to someone, but not face to face. Rose shakily stood up, and began to head towards the phone. Strawberry Brandy... maybe her.... I don't think I'll get used to calling her that though.. she's always been Baby Sugarberry to me when we were kids... She picked up the reciever and dailed the long distance number to Dream Valley. "Hello? Hello?" Rose felt her breath caught in her throat as she heard her friend's voice. "Is anyone there? I can hear breathing." Rose hung up the phone, panting and feeling guilt upon her sadness and bottled anger.

Rose looked uneasily at her bed. It was still an untidy mess from when she was there last. With Glayse. And from her fit none the less. She could feel her eyes watering again, but she grit her teeth, determined of not to be a crying wreck. She boldly grabbed her pilllow and tossed it back on her bed. Then she hesitated to crawl on it. Rose paused before heading to her closet. There in a card board box she pulled out a stuffed animal in the shape of a dog. She sighed, picking her up and cuddling it. "I suppose it's all right for me to sleep with this, at least just this once.," she murmured to herself. Now fully prepared, Rose climbed onto her bed, nestled her head on the pillow, and promptly fell asleep.

[Jewel]

As the red unicorn slept, a cold breeze pushed through the window, alerting the curtains and lifting the white mane from Rose's neck. A sound of hooves was nearby, clopping monotonously in the dark. The wind whistled into the room, and the hushed and very far-away sound of a voice echoed around the sleeping mare. The words resonated so quietly, that at first, no sounds or words could be deciphered. The coils on the mattress squeaked slightly, and the presence moved around the bed. It whispered and breathed, and something that felt like a tail brushed swiftly against Rose's leg.

"Rosie.."

The clopping of hooves sounded less muffled, and the whisper formed words that barely made the distance to Rose's ear:

"Rosie.."

Something soft brushed against the sleeping figure's cheek, and feet shifted on the floor. The sound of the voice was about a whisper, and not so far away. Another gust of wind swirled into the room.

"Rosie, love.."

Then, a faint glimmer of orange appeared. It grew fainter and stronger, from being almost solid to almost nothing. It formed into the body of an orange stallion, nearly transparent. He was visible in the moonlight, but in an instant.. with the next blow of the night wind, he was gone.

(ooc: Consider it a dream or reality--It doesn't matter to me )

[Rose Rebellion]

(ooc: Well, gee, how am I supposed to respond to that, lol, let's make it real and not a dream)

Rose mumbled something uncoherent in her sleep. At the gentle strokes of the apparition and the wind, she shivered and curled up into a ball. Gently she cradled the stuffed animal. "Mmm... Glayse...I love you Glayse... I love you and our foal...."


(ooc: Rose is wishfully thinking...lol)

[Rose Rebellion]

(dream mode)

The small foal fromped about the smooth, green grass. It's coat shimmering in the sun. Rose pranced about with it meerily, neighing with a joy that just seemed to envelope her life. The two danced as if they were figuriens in a music box, oh so happy, oh so cheerful.

Rose lead her foal towards Sulsbory Hill, frolicking as if she were a young fillie. The foal followed mommie hurriedly, not wanting to be apart. It bounded up the slopping hill after her. The red unicorn looked back, as mothers do, to make sure it was coming along. Not watching where she was headed, her body collided with a stiff, muscular one. Her head jerked around, mouth openeing to apologize. Her eyes met daybreak orange eyes. "G-Glayse!!" The blue sky ahead clouded to a dingy, luminous black. She gapped, wide eyed as instead of the fully alive, charming stallion was the images of a corpse, crushed head splattered. She shrieked in fear, backing up horrfied.

Rose pulled her face from the scene, to look back at her foal. Quickly she blocked it's vision of the terrible scene. Her eyes turned back to the dead Glayse, like they were drawn to it like a magnet. The mouth, being the only recognizable thing in the cranial region, began to twitch, to move, to speak. "The evil...lives on..." A hoof shakily rose, not pointing to Rose. But past her. To the foal. "in you...." Rose shot around to look at the foal. A sickening feeling arose in her stomach as she starred on at her foal. Then she opened her mouth, and screamed.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" She bolted up right, heavy with sweat, as well with the bed and sheets soaked in it. She clutched the stuffed animal to her chest, panting heavily. She gulped, trying to wet her throat, then continued to pant. "Only a dream....only a dream...." The evil....lives on.....in you... She dropped the animal. "Oh Rainbow.....I'm pregnant....!!" The Rose truly let out a blood curdling scream.

[Jewel]

(ooc: Just wanted to say that everything you've posted in this thread is really well-written! Wow! If you want to put Glasye in a dream, or as an aparition (I was looking for that word--thanks!), be my guest. Also, if you.. ahem.. want his image to appear and whatnot, just say the word

[Rose Rebellion]

(ooc: Ooooohhhhh....... I'm very flattered, thanks! And hmm, giving me the option on asking if Glayse's apparition should appear....lol, do you even really need to know what I'll answer? Glayse is welcome anytime in Rosey's home ^_~)

[Rose Rebellion]

Rose's voice cracked and she enhaled, her chest heaving in a pant. Calm down Rose! That is insane thinking! You are letting dreams and his death get to you! Where is the logic in this situation?! You have just one nightmare and you think you're pregnant!! The logic?! The logic is, a woman and a man sleep together and the result is a foal!! No, I can't be pregnant!! Th-this is insane! Hey, remember what they teach you in high school?! Just once and you could be pregnant!

Rose tumbled off of her bed and began to pace, to calm her nerves. "Ok, logically, it's a posibillity. Probable? Highly unlikely!," she stammered to herself, storming towards her callender in the kitchen. Turning on the light, she stared hard at the squares and numbers. A red 'x' was labled abour 2 weeks ago. Now would've been around the time she ovulated. "Sh*t!!," she threw the calender. Ok. Ok. That rose the probability up a lot. But still.... Her eyes looked down to the broken vase and the shattered glass of everything she'd thrown earlier, and her eyes met the white rose. Rose's legs gave way beneath her and she slid to the ground again. Lowering her head, she whispered," I am pregnant, aren't I?"

[Rose Rebellion]

Rose breathed in slowly and calmly for a moment, letting her mind cloud over and draw blanks. Her mind almost had literally shut down at the very thought, as if it had an over load. She starred for she hadn't really known how long at the floor. But finally, her brain decided to click back on, and she began to start moving again.

Just as slowly had she slumped, she rose to her feet. It had dawned on her that she obviously wasn't going to get back to sleep. So instead of trying, she walked to a box filled with packets of Chai Tea, and she brewed herself a cup. With it in hoof, she took a seat at her kitchen table, and leaned on her forelegs and over her cup. "Pregnant? And Glayse...what he'd said... That doesn't put me or our child in any good position.," she murmured deep in thought. Oh Rose was against abortion, she'd have none of that. "And I can't hide this forever from the town. You can't just hide a pregnancy. And the others who heard his words would place two and two together eventually." She began to rub her tempels while enhaling the tea's seasoned aroma. "This is going to be a big change... I'll be outcasted, the foal will be outcasted. Hell, our lives are in danger just because the father was Glayse.... I can't say I'm not ungratefull for this...just...Oh Rainbow.....what am I going to do?"

[Rose Rebellion]

"What am I going to do?," she murmured allowed again. Slowly an answer found a way to her head. Not really an answer, meerly just a diversion. "Nothing.," she told herself," I'm not going to do anything. I'm not going to think about it. I just need to not think about anything at all." Though deep down she knew that she wouldn't be following her own orders very closely. So Rose picked up her cup and began to sip her tea, determined to place all the last two days events from her mind. She found it very much impossible, very quickly.

With her nose beginning to sniffle once more, she stood and made her way to her bathroom. Giving her body something to do would help, right? She couldn't just sit there and not think. So on the showerhead went, spewing out sprays of hot water. And Rose stepped into the water, to wash her coat of her blood and blood of others, the dirt, and the sweat from so many things. Rose scrubbed furiously at her body, trying to remove all the stains, and perhaps even her feelings. Less of an effort was used in her white mane and tail. And lastly, she gently wiped clean her horn. Once completely free of the physical burdens of the battle she stood facing the water with closed eyes, lettings the water slap down on her in.

[Rose Rebellion]

Rose stood, letting the water slap down on her. Each droplet felt like a harsh slap of shame. She was a disgrace. A disgrace not only to Ponyville, to Dream Valley, and to her family and friends, but to all of Pony kind. She let herself fall under the seductive spells of a being who was trully evil. Even when Rose knew he was evil, she denied to his end that he could be.

"Oh Rainbow...who am I kidding?," she sobbed out, tears streaming once again and mixing with the hot steamy shower spray. "I'm an idiot! I'm the biggest fool the world could ever have the misfortune of having!!," she berated at herself, yelling at the shower head. She slumped to her knees, laying down on the floor, letting the hot water strike her.

Rose Rebellion sobbed, wailing in dispair at her losses, at the problems she'd just gained. "I wish I could die! Just shrivel up and fade from exhistance!! Anything's better than this!!" Anything? "Yes...! I wish I was dead so the world wouldn't have to deal with a stupid, stubborn mare like me...!," she hissed harshly, eyes clenched shut, curled into a ball. Her body covered the drain, and quite slowly water was building up. But did Rose really care? You hate abortion, yet you're willing to make a poor attempt at drowning yourself? What ever happened to your fighting will? What happened to the rebellion? "It died.," she said bitterly," It died with Glayse." Has it really? If it died, than how can I still be talking to you? I am that rebellion, I am your heart. Rose swore loudly. "Heart?! What have I gotten for following you?!! My life is ruined!! I was better off when my mind was shattered like glass than I was listening to you!," she said loathingly at herself. Do you really think so? Because of me you've learned a big lessen in life you've never experienced before. You've learned to love with all your soul, risk your life for another, despite whether the other was trully evil. Now you're dealing with the lessen of loss. Yes, he is dead. But you've loved, and that's more than some can hope to have. "Love?," Rose scoffed," What is the point when your loved one dies?!"

The water was building up farther, covering one of Rose's nostrels. It was a horrible feeling, inhailing the water and air at the same time. But Rose was stubborn, that much she still admitted to having.

The point of love is the same for all, it is the one universal plan that is applicable to all. To create new life. "The hell it is!!!," she screamed, getting a mouth full of water. She glugged it down, opening her mouth again to speak. "Because of you I'm the mother of some-some thing that could be classified as a new evil...! How could I live down being the mother of part of the Dark Rainbow's child?!" You hurt deeply, but killing yourself will not clense the soul of your loss because if I am your heart, I will always carry the pain of his death with me. But, despite it being a time of mourning, it is one of joy. "Joy...How can I be joyful about this?!" The Rainbow of Light would not force you to go through things you cannot handle. This is a gift from the Rainbow- "Rainbow of Darkness.," she scoffed. You were given this foal because you learned to love someone despite how cruel he was. With what you have learned you can teach this foal to fight the own evil within it. It sounds near impossible, but it is a task only you've been chosen to handle. The water was past her other nostrel, her lungs filling with water. This is your life's calling. Love your foal with the same virtue you did its father. Teach it the kindness of your love, and the world around it. Shelter it from those who understand it not. And support it when it cannot support itself. You have so much love to give. Do not waste it now.

Rose's head shot up, mouth sputtering. Her diaphram contracted, and she leaned over, coughing, choking out water. She inhalled a deep sharp breath, and repeated the action over and over until her lungs had emptied. Her body stood trembling, her nose running, her eyes and mouth releasing a new set of tears and sobs. The water build up washed down the drain. She rose a shaky hoof and stopped the shower's constantly flow of water. Rose than slumbed down again and continued to cry.

[Rose Rebellion]

(con. at new thread for the jump ahead)