Sweetie Belle was short. Sure, she was an adult, but still very short. She could pass herself for a teen if she tried. If you compared her to her special somepony, Rainbow Dash, you could tell that Rainbow Dash was bigger than her. Of course, everypony was bigger than her, so that wasn't really hard. Sweetie Belle was also going to spend time with Dash for Hearts and Hooves day that day, and Rainbow Dash was supposed to come anytime soon. She squealed when the doorbell rang as she sprinted down the stairs. She opened them to Dash, with a small pack on her back. Sweetie Bell ignored that and kissed her on the cheek.
"Hey Rainbow!" she giggled as she set her pack down. "Come upstairs; I have a movie we can watch!"
"Hold on, Sweetie Cheeks," she teased, following the unicorn. As she approach her bedroom, her head hit the top of the doorframe. She then ducked her head.
"Lucky," Sweetie Belle said. "I never tall enough to hit my head on the doorframe."
"You shouldn't envy me for that," Dash laughed. They sat down and started to watch the movie. It was a quiet afternoon as Sweetie snuggled close inside of Rainbow's wing. The soft pillows concealed Rainbow's thoughts and worry while she watched the black and white play on the screen. With Sweetie, everything felt different. Many ponies argued that the age difference was too large, but they didn't care. It was true love, and her best friends at least respected that. They had to; Sweetie was Rarity's sister after all. Sweetie Belle's friends also didn't care for her unique love, they were more proud than anything. Rainbow Dash remembered their first date. They were watching this exact movie on Sweetie's same bed, just they weren't as cuddled up as this time. She remembered the burnt popcorn that Sweetie Belle had tried to make, but Rainbow Dash still ate it. It wasn't the best taste in the world, but she has had worse. It wasn't even as bad as the grub they had at Wonderbolt's Academy, and that was bad. The popcorn tasted more like care and patience. It tasted like persistence and hard work. Most of all, it tasted like love. She blushed deeply at a silly thought of popcorn.
Sweetie Belle herself was focused on the movie, taking in it's contents. It was a romantic comedy that Dash had actually agreed on watching. It was a simple love triangle story but with a few jokes here and there. The black and white calmed Sweetie's mind whenever she was stressed, for her career was making her frustrated. Ever since she earned her cutie mark, she worked hard to become noticed. Like her sister, she strived for excellence in what she enjoyed. Sadly, her cooking wasn't nearly as close as her special talent, or her sister for that matter. She managed to burn everything she cooked, except ramen of course. She even burnt her first meal with Dash. She remembered the pegasus eating the popcorn anyways as if it was no big deal, but Sweetie never believed her. That's why their next conversation surprised her.
"Hey Sweetie."
"What?"
"I love you."
"Well I love you more!"
"Well, can you make me popcorn?"