2 weeks later, Sweetiebelle had met all of Rarity's friends, and was learning to make noises and pronounce some words. Rarity played with her in her bedroom, until she had to get food for the both of them. She carried Sweetie into the dining room, and went into the kitchen. Rarity searched around until she heard a loud THUNK and giggling.
Rarity ran into the other room, where she saw a tipped over high chair, and a magic-flying filly. Rarity gasped, and smiled. "Good job, darling!" Rarity said, right as a poof was heard, and Sweetie fell down onto the table, and then the floor.
Rarity gasped, and ran over to the screaming filly. "Sh-sh-sh-shhhh! You're okay, baby! You're fine now, mommy's here!" She said, rocking the baby. Sweetie continued to cry and hold her mother as she was rocked.
After an hour, Sweetie calmed down. Rarity put Sweetie onto her bed, and tickled her. Sweetie was laughing in the normal filly manner. " 'Top it! It 'tickews'!" Sweetie said, in between giggles. Rarity was smiling at how happy her filly was.
Rarity tickled Sweetie until Sweetie hitting Rarity's hooves and saying 'Stop it' in her filly voice. "Mommy... I stiw hungee." Sweetie said. Rarity almost slapped herself. In all of the events that happened, she forgot to feed her! She went into the kitchen holding her tiny filly, and ggot her fed. After that, they played until it was bedtime. Rarity, who was tired herself, put the sleeping filly on the bed, and laid next to her, and fell asleep.