On the bed did everything appear to be normal and Sweetie turned herself back around. But when the filly wanted to lock the drawer again, there were a couple moans that left the bed. The green eyes of Sweetie grew to their smallest size possible. She turned herself around again before being able to lock the drawer and her eyes shot in every direction to find a suitable hiding spot. That was literally the only thing on her mind at the moment. Hide to safety, to be safe from the possible eruption that would come from Mount Rarity.