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// Singing in the Rain (Jacket) [Comedy] [Random] 
// Story: Salvaged from the Cutting Room Floor 
// by wishcometrue 
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Sweetie Belle woke up to the pitter patter of rain hitting her window. She smiled and hopped out of bed. It was finally here! She’d been waiting for this rainy day all week, and finally she would get her chance to sing.

She ran to her closet and pulled out her rain jacket. It was cute and pink, but most importantly, it was lightweight. She tossed it on and smiled at how she could barely feel it.

Thoroughly protected now, Sweetie slunk down the stairs, keeping an eye out for Rarity. Her sister couldn’t see her in this, she just couldn’t! Setting hoof onto the ground floor, she peeked around the corner and saw that her sister was preoccupied by making breakfast. This was her chance! Memories of spy movies running through her head, she tiphoofed to the door successfully.

Giggling and jumping, she whispered, “Yes! Wait until I tell Scootaloo and Apple Bloom how much of a stealth master I am!”

“Sweetie Belle? Is that you?”

Brought back to the present moment, Sweetie realized just how much noise she was making. “Uh oh.” She turned to pull open the door, but, in her haste, forgot to unlock it.

Rarity walked into the room and gasped in dismay. “Sweetie Belle! Is that a nylon rain jacket? I’ve told you, synthetic fabrics are not welcome in my home!”

“But sis, it’s so light, and I don’t have to do spell maintenance constantly to keep it waterproof,” Sweetie pouted.

Rarity sighed. “Go to your room, Sweetie Belle. We can talk about this later.”

Sweetie huffed and stomped up to her room. So much for her big plans.