“Sweetie Belle, dear, can I please see the remote for a moment?” Rarity asked as politely as she could. The filly clutched the remote to her chest.
“But I like my cartoons…” Sweetie argued.
“This will only take a moment, I promise.” Sweetie Belle flattened her ears, but obeyed and passed her big sister the remote. Rarity took it graciously and flipped it to the news channel. She was hoping to watch the newest installment of her favorite soap opera, but Sweetie Belle would quickly object to something like that.
“Reporters were shocked to find out that the local Ponyville Supermarket went up in flames this morning at 10:40 am,” the anchor explained, her expression professional yet it was still easy to tell that she was obviously bored with her job. Rarity’s eyes widened.
“But… I was just there…” she murmured incredulously. A live broadcast of the burning building confirmed that the news station was telling the truth.
“Though the details are vague, the fire was apparently started by a group of undercover ninjas. More details to follow.” The show went to commercial.
“Isn’t that where you just went?” Sweetie Belle asked. Rarity nodded, her eyes still fixated on the screen, even though now it was playing a seafood commercial. There was a moment of silence. Sweetie pouted.
“You miss out on all the fun.”