//------------------------------// // Sisterly care // Story: The little Herd // by CrossRedstone //------------------------------// Sweetie Belle wasn’t known in her family to be an early riser. However today was a little different. Why? She had no idea. The entire night she had have trouble sleeping and when she heard her sister humming a little tune, while going downstairs, probably preparing breakfast. Seeing as falling asleep now of all times would be pointless, the girl sat up in bed and turned off her alarm clock, before it even started ringing. Letting out a yawn, the girl stretched her arms, making her feel at least slightly better. Without even bothering to change or comb her hair, Sweetie made her way downstairs, knowing she had plenty of time doing those things later, when she was actually awake and could think properly. As she opened the door, she could hear her sister’s humming a little better. Given that Rarity was also a rock band member, Sweetie Belle sometimes wondered if Rarity would give up on her career as a tailor and become a fully fledged band member. But Sweetie knew better. Her sister was obsessed with fashion to a degree that it was almost worrisome. Almost. Arriving at the halfway open kitchen door, Sweetie could hear not only Rarity, but also something being fried in the pan. From the smell of things she was making pancakes and eggs. Feeling her mouth being flooded with water, Sweetie opened the door and said: “Morning Rarityyyyy....*yawn*” Or rather she groaned, as the yawn appeared out of nowhere. “Sweetie Belle! You’re up ear- GAAAH! Your hair!” Rarity exclaimed, fainting by the sight of it. The girl ignored her sister’s antics and placed herself on the table. Her sister in the meantime had “miraculously” recovered and was levitating two plates, knives and forks towards the table, all the while saying: “Sweetie Belle, what did you do to your hair?!” “Nothing.” Sweetie muttered just loud enough for her sister to hear. “I still need to comb it.” “Oh, well that is a relief.” Rarity said in all honesty. “So, dearest sister of mine, what makes you join me so early in the morning? Normally I have to knock at your door, to get you up.” “Yeah…” Sweetie Belle placed her arms on the table and laid her head on top of them. “I didn’t sleep well…” “Oh, you poor dear. Come here.” Rarity made her way around the table, making a clip clopping sound with each step. Her sister frowned, annoyed at the sound, but that frown was quickly replaced by a smile, when she felt her older sister pulling her down and nuzzling her face. It somehow felt really soft and cuddly. Sweetie Belle felt somewhat disappointed, when it ended. “Now then, since you’re down here already, let’s have some breakfast.” Sweetie Belle nodded, feeling the urge to yawn once again. She shook her head clear and rubbed the final pieces of sleep out of her eyes, which finally adjusted to the bright light in the kitchen. Her gaze fell upon her sister, who just had taken her place on the opposite side of the table.Eyes widening, Sweetie let out a surprised shriek, jumping in her chair, accidentally landing a bit much to the left, resulting in her to fall of completely. Rarity, who had only seen the fall, shouted her sister’s name, quickly jumping off her own chair and galloping to her sister, who landed uncomfortably on her back. “Sweetie Belle, are you alright?” the pony asked, putting a hoof on her sister’s shoulder. Sweetie in return looked towards the hoof, upon feeling it’s impact on her shoulder. She let out another shriek, upon realizing what exactly touched her. The suddenness of the scream caused Rarity to unintentionally jump backwards. The younger girl used the opportunity to crawl backwards. Her escape was cut short by the kitchen wall behind her. Her head unfortunately made contact with said wall, which sent a jolt of pain through her head. Sweetie cringed, putting both hands on the back of her head. “Sweetie Belle!” Along with worry, confusion could be heard from Rarity’s voice. The mare quickly approached the human, wanting to find out why her sister was acting the way she was. “Sweetie Belle, are you alright? Why did you scream like this?” the unicorn asked concerned. Sweetie however was too much preoccupied with tending her head injury, than listening to the pony unicorn in the kitchen. Being the older sibling, Rarity just knew what she had to do. Pulling up a chair with her magic, Rarity jumped onto it, like her cat Opalescence did usually. Ever so softly, Rarity titled Sweetie’s head with her magic. The unicorn could feel the girl tense up under her magic grip, but as she suspected, the tension left Sweetie Belle, once Rarity planted a gentle kiss on the spot, where the girl hit her head. The unicorn followed the kiss by gently blowing on the same spot. “Feeling better?” Rarity asked, dismissing her magic and gently stroking her sister’s head. Sweetie Belle, not feeling the strange grip around her head anymore, looked up towards the unicorn that somehow looked like her sister and even had the same voice. “R-rarity?” “Yes…?” The older sibling waited patiently for her sister to come out of her shell. “Is...is that really you?” the human pointed a finger at the pony. Said pony blinked, not expecting that particular question. “Of course, it’s me.” Rarity pointed a hoof at myself, feeling ever so slightly offended. “Why?” Rarity gasped. “Did I accidentally mix up mane dye with my shampoo again?!” Panicking just a little bit, Rarity summoned a small mirror, letting it fly around her head, while frantically looking at her reflection from different angles. Finding nothing wrong, she dismissed the mirror and let out a sigh of relief. “False alarm. Now then, what is it, you…” Rarity trailed off, finding her sister staring at her with child like wonder. “You’re a unicorn.” Sweetie whispered just loud enough for Rarity to hear. “Why...yes, I am. Nothing unusual, after all.” “YOU’RE A UNICORN!” Sweetie squealed in a high pitched voice, causing Rarity to freeze in her position and her fur standing up, as if she had gotten an electric shock. Before the unicorn could catch herself, her humanely sister had took her into the arms and sped off towards the bathroom. “Sweetie Belle! Let me go this instant! Sweetie Belle! Wait, what are you doing with that brush? No, no, no! No! Let go of me! No! If this is about breakfast, I promise I’ll let you help next time. Nooooooooooooooooo! My beautiful MA~A~A~A~A~ANE!!!!!!!!”