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// Sisters VI 
// Story: She Kills Monsters 
// by chiko 
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"I wanna hold her!"

"Rarity, she's far too fragile," her mother scolded. "She's barely met the world."

Rarity pouted. She had been waiting forever to meet her new sister, and now she couldn't even hold her. That was the worst thing she could be told. Ever. Bar none.

Instead, she followed her father as he wheeled her mother to the car. She rushed ahead to open the door. It magically clicked open as she arrived.

For the ride home, she got to spend time with her baby sister in the car seat. She talked, and the baby listened. Then the baby gurgled, and Rarity listened.

"You're gonna love the house," she said. "It has good food, Mom and Dad." She trailed off, thinking of more good things. "Books and TV."

"You can get those anywhere," her father joked. He was met with a weak jab to the arm.

"Oh, Hon, don't be mean," her mother scolded. "Let her gush. She's excited."

“I can show you my toys. We can play dress up…”

It was already late into the night by the time the family returned home. The stars hung in the sky, guiding the exhausted parents up to the house. Rarity bounced up the stairs. She hugged the railing, impatiently tapping her feet and unsubtly demanding her parents to hurry.

To her horror, they were taking the baby to their room and not hers.

“Mooooom!” She whined and stamped her feet. “You said we’d share a room.”

“And you will,” the mother said, her voice weak. “She just needs to get a little bigger first. Then you’ll spend so much time together that you’ll be sick of her.”

“As if!” She turned her nose up.

“Now head to bed, dear. You’ll get many other days with her.”

Rarity nodded and rushed to bed. She couldn’t help but squirm under the covers. Her mind would not let her sleep. Just in the next room over was her newborn sister. She just had to see her. 

She lay awake in bed, waiting and fighting sleep. Once she felt the coast was clear, she slipped out from the blankets, grabbed a book from the shelf, and tiptoed her way into her parent’s bedroom. Thankfully, they were already asleep.

Her prize sat in a crib by the window. She cautiously stepped to it, joining her sister under the moonlight.

“Hi, Sweetie Belle,” she whispered, peering into the crib and finding the baby wide awake. “It’s me again.”

Sweetie Belle cooed.

Rarity pulled the book out from under her arm, flipping to a page she had marked earlier. She looked to the stars and tracked a familiar constellation.

“Mama said you were born under this star.” She held the book up to her sister so she could get a better look. Rarity held her finger out, letting Sweetie’s pudgy hand grasp onto it. “I’m your big sis, so be good to me.”

Sweetie Belle giggled. Rarity smiled.

“I love you more than you’ll ever know.”