"Goodness, am I out already?" Rarity moaned in displeasure as she scraped the bottom of the last container of her beloved ice cream. Looking down to the floor, she grimaced at the fact that several containers now were littering her floor, each and every one of them licked clean of their contents. "Hmph... I guess this spoils my diet for the week. Still," she patted her full tummy, hearing a very subtle sloshing sound, "I suppose it was well worth it." Rising from her place upon th ecouch, she gathered up each container and placed one inside the other until all were in one neat stack.
"And now, to the rubbish with you all," she chimed, unsealing herself from her space and traversing down the stairs. Upon entering the kitchen, she promptly placed the rubbish in her possession into the can. "Oh dear, it's getting later then I thought...no matter, I'll just get to working on something and all will be well!" she grinned warmly to herself as she made her way back to the hall and back up the staircase.
"Hi Rarity, glad to see you've finished your episode," Sweetie elle said as she passed her sister, pausing idstep as her face grimaced.
"Well, you know how much a good helping of ice cream helps my nerves. Something wrong? I've got something on my face, don't I?"
"I think so, give your nose a wipe," Sweetie said as she flicked her own nose with her thumb in demonstration. Rarity obliged, and Sweetie's grimace remained. "I think you've smudged it."
"But my thumb is clean, how could I have smeared it?" Rarity questioned as she ran her fingers over her nose.
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