The Drabble Bag

by TheVulpineHero1


A Frown Doesn't Suit You (Rarity/AJ)

-A frown doesn't suit you-

It wasn't every day a sister left home. Sweetie Belle, grown up and with a singing voice of liquid gold, took a last glance back at her sister, and fled. Her career would take her travelling; nopony knew when she might return.

For once the Boutique did not hum with the sound of sewing; for once, the lights remained off. The door was unlocked, so Applejack let herself in. She found Rarity, alone, with a handkerchief that matched neither her mane nor her eyes.

“Cheer up, Rare,” she muttered, clumsily. “Y'all know there ain't nothin' less fashionable than a frown.”