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// Rarity Teaches Sweetie Belle a New Skill 
// Story: The 'Messy Work' Trilogy 
// by Prince Luna 
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Rarity had been waiting for this to be done for a long time. It was a while since it was last done and she was fed up of it. Rarity had usually taken care of this on her own, but it was far more efficient to have somepony else help her with it. Unfortunately, such a task was not something that you could simply drag anypony in off of the street to help with. However, Rarity had a plan; she would trick Sweetie Belle into thinking that if she were to help Rarity with this dirty task, she would get a cutie mark out of it. It was perfect, but she didn't feel good having to lie to her sister. This was something that had been left for weeks and she was desperate to do it again.

Sweetie Bell bounded into the room, completely aglow with excitement. It was obvious that she had no idea what was in store for her. Rarity felt a slight pang of guilt and couldn’t escape the thought that what she was doing was wrong. But this had to happen. She couldn’t take it any more and she had to do this.

"So, Rarity, should we start now?" Sweetie Belle asked, leaping excitedly around the room. Rarity nodded softly to herself. It was clear that Sweetie Belle had the energy for just about any task that Rarity could set her, the question would be whether Sweetie Belle had the strength of will to go through with such a common and disgusting activity.

Rarity felt herself turning an altogether embarrassing shade of red as she guided her sister over to the end of the room. Everything was all set up, everything that could possibly be needed for an event such as this. Sweetie Belle lost none of her enthusiasm as Rarity took her place behind her. Clearly the little filly had no idea what was in store for her.

"Of course, dear. Now just use this switch here," Rarity guided her sister's hoof to a metallic object. It was rather large and had an unusual curve to it. Rarity had seen many of these items in the past, but this one was a little bit special.

Sweetie Belle pressed a button and leapt backwards as the metallic object spontaneously shuddered violently. It shook in Sweetie Belle’s hoof so much that she inadvertently let go of it and just watched it shudder.

"Rarity! It's vibrating!"

"No worries, Sweetie Belle, it does that because of all the pressure it has to go through to do its job. It’s completely natural for that particular thing to vibrate like that."

Sweetie Belle picked it up again and held it with her hooves. "The vibrating feels actually kinda good."

Rarity used her magic to levitate it and pull it out further. Sweetie Belle commented that it was longer than she thought it would be. Something like this would have to be to get the job done right. Rarity positioned the long metal object and pushed it into where it is supposed to go, as opposed to lying on the side-table with all the other related clutter. Rarity grunted slightly as the vibrating tool slid into position with a little bit of resistance. It really had been a long time since it was last used like this.

Eventually, the object sat comfortably in position and Rarity sighed in relief. "Much better," the adult mare whinnied.

Sweetie Belle, realising how much Rarity seemed to be enjoying it, rushed to try and finish the job quickly, "do I grab the spoon, now, Rarity?"

The mares eyes snapped open in complete terror. If Sweetie Belle tried to use the spoon now then her exquisitely planned schedule would be thrown into utter disarray. Realising that her sister was already making her move, Rarity cried out desperately. "No! Don't do that just ye-AAAAAAARGGGH!" Rarity yelped as she was overcome with a shivering sensation.

What Sweetie Belle had done made the situation bad, "you're wet already?" she laughed. Rarity’s face went a shade of crimson that would have rivalled Big Mac’s coat. She had always known that Sweetie Belle would get her wet sooner or later, but she had never expected to get into a state where she was physically dripping so soon.

"I don't usually soak this early, sister,” Rarity said, her legs quivering as she tried to reclaim some of her dignity. “It takes precision to do it correctly with minimal, ahem, spillage." Despite what they were doing, Rarity still felt a pang of guilt and awkwardness when talking with Sweetie Belle about it.

Sweetie Belle gave her sister a confused look, but then concentrated on her job. Glancing at all of the things in front of her, Sweetie Belle eventually decided on her next weapon of choice. She levitated a cloth and asked if she needed to begin rubbing yet.

Rarity gulped slightly, then began to chuckle. "Oh my goodness, no darling. Do a bit more before you start with the cloth. This could get wetter and almost certainly will if you keep doing it the way you are.”

The filly set down the spoon and began to work with other appurtenances, gradually becoming wet herself as she did so. Sweetie Belle chose a large fish slice with a thick cylindrical handle to work with next. She covered it in soap before slipping it into the hot wet mixture that Rarity had given her. Sweetie Belle got gradually more and more wet as she utilised her tools with more ferocity than she had started with, but she never could get quite as wet Rarity had gotten with the sudden incident with the spoon.

Rarity, noticing how hard her sister was working thought it was about time to give her a little treat. "You could start to dry now, Sweetie Belle. I'll handle with some more of these at the same time," Rarity winked, showing Sweetie Belle another piece of cutlery, an ice-cream scoop. It was big, thick and had a huge bulbous head that glistened in the light. It was still wet from when Rarity had worked it over and it smelled faintly of vanilla.

The little unicorn levitated the small white cloth and began to violently rub up and down. Rarity let out a gasp of horror as she could hear the cloth scraping across the tender surface of one of her most prized possessions. It almost physically hurt. Almost.

"OH, Sister! No! Not like that, it's too rough and you'll scratch it," Rarity quickly exclaimed, panting heavily as she stilled the cloth with her own magic.

Sweetie Belle looked a little shame faced. She had been enjoying herself a little too much and clearly didn’t want Rarity take this new toy away from her. "So do I do it in circles?"

"Yes, like that, round and round, oh that's good," Rarity smiled, "that's very good. But gently, please."

"Have I got a cutie mark yet?" Sweetie asked enthusiastically. Her face was red and she was panting. This was a little more exercise than Rarity had intended for the two of them, and the room had gotten a lot hotter than it had been before. But Rarity guessed that this sort of activity is bound to have effects like that.

Rarity's attention was diverted with the sudsy liquid that had been produced and she gently moved her hooves in the tub they had managed to quickly fill with it. The fluid was warm and left her hooves feeling very slippery. She didn’t know how many other mares did it like this, but she couldn’t imagine any other way. She gingerly turned her attention to her sisters little white flank and inspected it closely for any sign of a cutie mark.

"Hmm? Oh, no dear. Keep trying," she said dreamily. She was paying attention, but she had her own issues to attend to. After all, that was the whole purpose of this exercise.

Sweetie Belle looked towards the metal oblong utility, "that helped to fill the basin quickly." Sweetie Belle couldn’t believe how much liquid was already in there. She hadn’t been working for very long, but the basin was almost full to the brim with a slick, slightly oily liquid.

Rarity chuckled a little. Sweetie Belle still had so much to learn about being an adult. "Usually does if you use it right," Rarity commented, thinking about their progress, "we're nearly done!"

"I hope I get my cutie mark soon..." Sweetie Belle lost herself in her thoughts as she went back to work on her area.

"Oh, Sweetie Belle, not many sisters do this with each other, I'm sure a unique talent like this will shine on your flank soon." Rarity was very grateful to her sister for helping her with such a task. It may have seemed repulsive to some, but Sweetie Belle was actually a natural when she stopped to listen to Rarity’s instructions. Rarity prided herself on being the most thorough mare in Equestria at things like this, never leaving the job half finished.

Sweetie stared at Rarity's plot watching it bob lightly in rhythm, and said how easy it must have been for her. The two then finished the job completely.

"Thank you so much for your help, Sweetie!" Rarity graciously exclaimed, rubbing her sister's head with her muzzle. Rarity was glad that the two of them had finally done this. She had waited so long and now that it was finished she felt glorious.

"It's no problem but I still didn't get my cutie mark," Sweetie Belle sighed.
"Oh I'm sure it will come in time! You just need to know what's best for you and maybe this task wasn't it. Quite the dirty one if you ask me, but if you do it right you'll be clean as you do it, even if you get a bit wet."

"I'm gonna go and do some homework now," Sweetie Belle quickly said, finishing the conversation. The little filly bounded towards the door, still dripping wet from her activities with Rarity. Rarity hadn’t thought it possible that the two of them would be still drenched as they were.

"Thank you again for washing the dishes with me, dear!"

"Enjoy your date with Spike," Sweetie winked, making Rarity blush. Rarity didn’t know what to expect from this date, but there were two things that she did know. One was that she was actually looking forward to spending the afternoon with the little dragon. Two was that she was still absolutely dripping wet with soapy tap water.

"Oh, I'm all wet. Maybe I should go and dry up." And with that she darted up the stairs to quickly rub herself down with a towel before heading out to meet her date for the evening…