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// Rarity 
// Story: Fly with me, Scootaloo 
// by TheFluttershyeffect 
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They arrived in front of Carousel Boutique, which looked freshly painted. 

Sweetie Belle unlocked the door with a key that had been hidden under the freshly-cleaned Welcome mat.

Rarity greeted them. "Be careful! Did you wipe your hooves on the mat? Good. Now give me the mat, I need to wash it." 

Sweetie Belle picked up the mat and carried it to her sister, who treated it like it was toxic waste. She ran down to the basement, where she was presumably going to wash it.

Scootaloo looked confused.

"Her Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder spiked a few years ago, after the started losing contact with her friends." Sweetie Belle explained. "She washes her doorknobs now, and insists no one walk outside of a clear set path."

Now that she said that, Scootaloo noticed what appeared to be a path leading from room to room, outlined in white tape.

"Come on, let's go.. I doubt she really wants us here, anyway."

Scootaloo suddenly got a horrified realiation. "Did Rainbow Dash fall apart?!" The thought was too much for her to bear.

"No, no, Rainbow Dash is the only one who didn't.. except that she spends all her time either flying or sleeping." Sweetie Belle told her.

Scootaloo could live with that. "So where are we going next?"

"Er.. how about Twilight?" Scootaloo was sure she hadn't seen the worst of it, based on their expressions.