//------------------------------// // Library In An Oak Tree // Story: Lost Memories // by iLikeMuffins //------------------------------// Chapter 4 : Library in an Oak Tree “My name is Twilight Sparkle, but you probably forgotten about that anyways, but it's okay.” Twilight said calmly coming downstairs. “So, how is your memory going? Met any of your friends?” “Yeah! I did meet some of my friends!” Sweetie Belle said happily, and joyfully. “I also did met two bullies.” Sweetie Belle said with a frown on her face. Twilight lifted her chin up, and gave her a smile. "Come on now, don't be sad. Bullies are normal to a filly at your age. Besides, one day, they'll stop bullying you either way." Twilight comforted her. Sweetie Belle knew that she would be right, for some reason, her mind was saying that she's the smartest pony around. But she isn't sure if that is true or not, so she didn't say anything. "Rarity told me that you were coming here somehow, so I kinda tidy up the place earlier. There may be some areas where it isn't that clean." she turned around and looked at Spike, who is tip toeing slowly, and quietly. "So, what do you need?" Twilight changed her expression. Sweetie Belle looked around “Uhm....” There were too many books around that she doesn't know which one to start with or to read. Twilight knew how was Sweetie Belle feeling. “I'll let you look around first, maybe you'll be able to find a book that you're interested in.” Twilight walked upstairs and continued reading her book that she left off. Sweetie Belle was still looking around the shelves, seeing from Science, Biology, Nature to almost all the sections in the library. The only book that somehow got her attention is fabric making. “I see you found a book you like.” Twilight came down with her book. “I just finished mine. What's yours about?” She levitated the book back to it's original place. Sweetie Belle showed the book to Twilight, “Fabric making? Want to be a designer like your sister, I see.” Sweetie Belle noded. “Yup! I want to grow up just like my sister. She's so beautiful and pretty, and her mane is so neat yet fluffy.” Sweetie Belle said in a squeaky voice. “She even used the most highest quality shampoo and conditioner for her mane!” Twilight didn't know about the high quality shampoo and conditioner, but she prefer to forget it. “I can see why her hair is always neat.” Twilight said rolling her eyes. “Is there anything else you want to borrow?” Twilight asked, changing the subjects back to books. “Nope! I don't think so.” Sweetie Belle replied. “Okay then, have a nice day.” Twilight said waving her hoof as Sweetie Belle went off with the book in her mouth. “Hey Sweetie Belle!” A familiar voice called out. Sweetie Belle looked behind to see who is there, it seem to be Applebloom. “The Sister Social is coming up next week, wanna join?” “Mmhmmm mhm muhhrr?” Sweetie Belle said with the book in her mouth. Applebloom tilted her head, and Sweetie Belle spotted the book out. “I said, what is the Sister Social?” She repeated. Applebloom laughed. “Right, ya lost ya memories. So, allow me to jag it up a bit. The Sister Social is a fun activity that teams of sisters join. The team must help their teammate out, of course, their teammate is their sister too. But one team could have two sisters, not three, not four, just two.” Applebloom explained. “There will be apple tossing, making grape juice the traditional way, and all sorts of fun!” “That does sound like fun! I'm going to ask Rarity!” Sweetie Belle picked up the book with her mouth and ran off to the boutique. Once she is in the boutique, she putted the book on a table and ran upstairs where Rarity was designing her dresses. “Rarity!” Rarity looked behind, and she saw her little sister. “What is it, Sweetie?” “Applebloom told me about some fun activity called the Sister Social, can we go? Pleeasseeeeeee????” Sweetie Belle begged. “Oh, uh... Well, I don't want to upset you or anything. I really don't. But, the last time we attended, I have to get a three hours mud bath. Urh!” She imagined the sight of her getting all muddy again, in real mud, in the farm. Sweetie Belle's ears drooped, “I guess you don't wanna go...” She sighed. “I thought you were going to go, I mean, I lost my memories and stuff, and I don't remember anything.” Her sister bit her hoove, she was having a guilt trip. “Okay, fine! I'll attend the Sister Social!” Rarity gave up. Sweetie Belle's face lit up and she bounced around the room with joy, and glee, and happiness. “Yay! We're going to the Sister Hoove Social!” She sung. Rarity sighed, and she forced out a smile, “But promise me you'll go to the spa along with me at the end of the social.” Sweetie Belle nodded. “Okay, now. Run along, I have a lot of things to attend to.” Rarity turned away and begin sewing the dresses again. Sweetie Belle looked at her sister as she slowly stitches the dress. Sweetie Belle sat down, and closely look at the stitching. “This is what Rarity does for a living?” She questioned herself in her mind. “That does not look fun at all.” She whispered quietly. Rarity turned around, “What is it Sweetie?” “Nothing! Uhm... You could go back to your sewing thing.” Sweetie Belle said, waving her hooves up in the air. Rarity shrugged and continued sewing the dress. Sweetie Belle stood up, and walked over to a board and pinned the poster onto the board. “I'm going to leave this here, in case Rarity forgets.” She smiled as she looked at the poster.