The small unicorn sat on her haunches in the treehouse, basically doing nothing. She was just so bored that she was suprised that she had not yet gone insane from the lack of excitement. She wanted to find her cutie mark today, but doing crusades without her friends is a bad idea. She learned the hard way last time. She could still remember the bee stings. It was apparant, that day, that she wasn't destined to be a bee farmer. Oh well, when one door closes, another opens.

"Come on, Sweetie... what to do, what to do?" Sweetie belle said to herself, "THINK!" After a minute of deep thought, she just slumped onto the floor and yelled, "Why is life so ironic?!" Well, it seemed like the thing to say at the time, even though she really didn't know its true definition. Her ears perked up when she heard the familiar sound of her friends talking. She got up and looked out of the window to see them at the front door.

"Hey, Sweetie!" Applebloom said. Sweetie smiled and trotted to the door, which opened to, obviously, reveal two of her three best friends in the world. She hadn't been seeing much of Scootaloo and that was beginning to be quite the inconvenience since they were supposed to work on a school project together.

"Hey guys! What's up?" Sweetie said, her squeaky voice coming out to show itself. She knew something was wrong the moment Applebloom hesitated and looked like she was searching for the right words.

"What...? What's wrong?" Sweetie asked, afraid of the answer that would surely follow.

"Well... me and Babs here followed yer sister, Rarity. She uhm... stopped at some bushes outside of town an' opened some kind of small lockbox. It had some pictures of some stallion, too. The thing that got us was that she was cryin'." Applebloom hesitantly explained and went on to ask Sweetie, " You wouldn't happen ta' know what that was about, would ya?"

Sweetie sighed, not knowing how to go about this, "Well, I do. And it's better that we not get involved. I've been your friend for years now and by just looking at your face, I know that she told you. I know my sister and I know you, Applebloom. Just... leave it be. She needs to find her own way."

Babs spoke up through her unnatural quietness, "Well... that may be the case. But shouldn't we at least try? I mean, she obviously is sad."

"I wish that it was that easy, Babs. believe me, I've tried. She won't talk to me about it and acts like she made a stupid mistake telling me about it. I'll bet you fifty bits that she has that look on her face, now more than ever." Sweetie said. She loved her best friends like they were family, but sometimes, they just never learn when to let things go that aren't in their control.

"Ah stil think we got ta do somethin' and not just sit here with our hooves up our flanks" Applebloom said. Sweetie sighed once again and decided that she would go along with this, even if there was no chance that they could fix it. She didn't want to seem like a bad sister but it just couldn't be done. This was a kind of wound that you had to let heal and not pick at.

"Alright. I'll go with you and see if we can help Rarity." Sweetie said, throwing up her hooves. Hesitantly, she went with Babs and Applebloom. They made sure to lock the treehouse on the way out. They weren't afraid of it being broken into, but it made them feel like they had a real house. You know... kid stuff.

"So, are we going to Rarity's house?" Sweetie asked her two friends. Neither of them looked her way but merely kept on walking.

"Not yet. We need all the help we can get on this. So it's a good idea to round up Scootaloo, Twilight, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy. If this has been going on for years, then we need to tackle this problem together." Babs said, her voice taking on the edge of a leader. It turned Sweetie on to see such a commanding tone in the city filly's voice. But now wasn't the time for fooling around. Sweetie nodded her response and they walked on, the sun's rays shining down upon them. Such a beautiful day for an intervention....

Author's Note

Well, that's all she wrote.
Stay awesome fellow bronies and, as always...

*Brohoof*