Sweetie Belle heard the door open with an unsettling squeak. Looking up from the television,she took note of her sister in a state that didn't say anything about happiness. The teen sulked to the couch and plopped herself down, staring ahead with somewhat vacant eyes. Having lived with her long enough, Sweetie knew that only a particularly stressful day would dish out this sort of body language. Despite better judgment, Sweetie made an effort to get her sister's attention if only to find a way to calm her down. "Umm....sis? Anything wrong?" Rarity instantly burst into tears and cupped her hands into her face. "Today was horrendous, simply awful in every sense of the word! First my own work betrays me in the form of my shoes becoming difficult to walk in and making me late!" Rarity now got off the couch, pacing away with her dramatics enhancing with every word. "Every class had pop quizzes which I was woefully unprepared for, my locker kept jamming, someone had made a degrading picture of me in art and passed it out and the worst part THE VERY WORST PART!!....." Rarity pointed to a small blemish on her shirt that was almost unnoticeable. "My favorite shirt is mud-splattered!" Rarity once more broke down crying, this time walking to the freezer. "This day has been the worst I can ever recall and it isn't even over yet!!" Her hands fumbled around in the cold storage until they reached a section marked "Drama Foods". "No....not grape.....no..no....oh...you'll all do..." The tears now close to staining the makeup on her face, a crying Rarity marched up the stairs with multiple tubs of ice cream in her arms and a scoop balanced on them. "I need to be alone!!!!" Those words were all Sweetie Belle heard before hearing the door slam. "A simple yes would have been fine."
"Ohhh....my best friends, how I've missed you both so." Rarity whined as she uncovered her ornate fainting couch and opened up the first container of the frozen blueberry dairy product. Taking a big scoop and flinging it straight into her mouth, a shiver ran down the teen's body. The delicious taste of blueberries and the always welcome comfort of her fainting couch, this was a combo that Rarity was quite pleased with. Placing another scoop into her mouth, the poor girl was unaware of just what was in store for her.
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