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// 4.Sweetie's Morning Jog 
// Story: Harmony of the Heart 
// by Archivist Nightwatch 
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Chapter 4: Sweetie’s Morning Jog



We move back yet again this time to right after Sweetie and Spike awaken to find their changes. While Spike rushes off to the library where his “mom” is most likely waiting for him, Sweetie make a B-line straight for the Boutique.






‘Oh Rarity is going to be so mad with me. She told me a while ago to let her know where I was going to be if I didn’t come home for the night.’ Sweetie thought to herself as she ducked and dodged into shadows whenever anyone came into view. ‘Though I doubt me telling her that I was sleeping with Spike would end too well.’






Even though most of the adults hadn’t told her about the ‘facts of life’ she had figured it out, mostly from a book she picked up by accident when she was looking to get her cutie mark in nursing. She had since picked out a few statements that the older ponies would use while her and the other crusaders were around to talk about their love life. Namely when they said they slept over with Somepony else. She could tell when they meant the difference in a sleepover and well... Other activities.






Thinking about that almost made her forget about her little wing problem, almost. ‘Now that I think about it does me having wings mean I am a princess now? Oh no. Am I going to have to move to Canterlot and stay at the palace. I don’t want to leave Spike or the Crusaders behind!’ Too wrapped up in her internal monologue she didn’t even notice as she walked headfirst into the door.






Turning the handle on the door she walked in pondering why walking into the door didn’t hurt as bad as she would have thought or actually at all for that matter. “Big sis you home?” Normally when Rarity was home she would be sewing and Sweetie would hear the machine going from anywhere in the house. With the lack of sound Sweetie could only guess that Rarity wasn’t there.






Walking through the house proved this fact she seemed to be out. Moving back to the front of the store she noticed a note on the front counter.






Dear Sweetie,



I can only hope its you reading this. Since you didn’t come home last night I got a Little worried and decided to go out and see if I could find you anywhere.



Love Rarity






‘So she is out looking for me I better go see if I can find her.’ Sweetie thought to herself making her way back toward the door. Just before reaching it though she realized that going out again meant that she would most likely be seen and she really didn’t want anyone to know about her wings just yet. ‘I suppose I better get something to put over them so I won’t stand out. But what should I get, none of Rarity’s clothes fit me and even though she is always talking about me dressing up she has never made me anything. I suppose I could make myself a cloak. It couldn’t be any harder than the Crusader capes I made.’ She thought to herself as she made her way toward the roles of cloth.






‘Oh man if I use any of these roles Rarity will get so mad. The only one I can use is that dark gray cotton cloth but she put it way up top. WAIT! I wonder if my magic is any better usually I couldn’t even lift a cup of water but maybe its gotten a bit stronger.’ Green light suffused the room as Sweetie lit her horn. ‘Now wrap my magic around the roll of cloth and... Good, now to give it a strong tug.’ With one mighty pull of Sweetie’s “weak” magic the roll came loose. Unfortunately it wasn’t quite as weak as it used to be and the roll decided it wanted to try its hardest to embed itself in the wall across the store.






“EEP!” Squeaked Sweetie as she lowered the magic output down to a fraction of the power. “Note to self. Magic is MUCH stronger than it used to be.” Slowly she was able to pull the fabric over to where her sister told her to work on her projects and with slow precise movements  began to construct a cloak. Thirty minutes passed by in a flash and her cloak was finished. Normally it would have taken her hours to finish but thanks to her new aptitude at magic it went by quickly.






Pulling the cloak over herself and holding it tight with her magic Sweetie began to inspect herself in on of the many mirrors her sister had scattered through the store. It wasn’t bad at all. Now that her magic had come in she could work a lot smoother and the cloak  was near perfect compared to anything she had done before. It was long enough that it covered her wings and her new Cutie Mark. She had decided to hide it for now so she could show it off later, when there was less reason for everyone to freak out over her wings,  which she still had no idea why had chosen now of all times to show up.






“I wonder if someone in my family is related to the Princesses? Maybe that’s why I have wings now. But I didn’t think they had any kids. Aarghh, why must everything about this make no sense.” Exclaimed Sweetie as she trotted around the room preparing to head out to locate Rarity. “Well nothing I can do now.. I guess.” The door to the Boutique opened before Sweetie's new control over magic as she trotted over and through the door into the early morning hours.






Since coming through town earlier that morning Ponyville had woken up a bit some of the store owners where out and about setting up for the day and a few ponies were making their way to work as well. No one even really paid much attention to the little filly they had all seen her running around off on one of her “crusades” at one point or another and having her running around with a cloak on her back really wasn't much to stop and stare at.






Sweetie though had no idea where to start looking for her sister though she was able to narrow it down. She would be either at Twilight's library, Fluttershy's cottage or at one of her friends houses asking if they had seen her. The logical answer that poped into Sweeties head was to go to Twilight's, though not for the reason she was looking for. She was actually excited to see Spike again even though they had seen each other just a short time before and it was closer that the others. Much closer to tell the truth Fluttershy's was on the entire oposite side of town past the library, her two friends were even further with Sweet Apple Acres being about a mile further that fluttershy's, and well scootaloo lived with her adopted sister Rainbow Dash ever since it was found out she was living by herself in a old dilapidated building.






So after a short trot through town Sweetie had reached her destination. The sign on the door that normally read open was oddly turned to closed. This was Sweeties first clue that Rarity was here. The second and biggest was she could see Rarity though the window, though that was more proof than a clue. Rarity had a look on her face that looked like she had lost something very important and Spike and Twilight was looking slightly crestfallen. Twilight seemed to ask Spike a question. Sweetie decided enough was enough and right as his mouth opened to answer Sweetie used her newfound magic to open the door though with a bit more force than she meant.






'Darn this is gonna take some getting use to' She thought to herself as she used a lighter touch to close the door. Turning back she looked into the eyes of her sister. Those eyes were very very upset.