Voyager

Kappa

Rarity was humming quietly her favorite tune at the same rythm as her sewing machine. The pink fabric slowly turned into a nice piece of clothing. When it was done, she looked at it, exclaimed, "Gorgeous!" and left it with the remaining of the dresses she had sew that day.

Someone knocked the door. The unicorn ran a hoof along her hair to make it look nicer. She thought that Fancypants wasn't going to visit her until later on, so she was kind of surprised.

"Coming!", she shouted, before opening the door. A purple unicorn was at the other side of it. "Oh, Twilight, it's you!", she merrily said, smiling widely. "I haven't seen you in a while. Come inside. How are you?"

"Fine", Twilight said. She knew that the demon was somewhere nearby, watching over her. "What were you doing?"

"I was sewing some dresses for Fancypants. He's coming later so I still need to work for a while," Rarity answered, as her sewing machine caught speed.

"How is your sister?", Twilight asked awkwardly.

Rarity's response caught her totally out of guard. Her mane frizzled suddenly. Her pupils narrowed. Her smile grew wider, and she let out a giggle dismissively.

"What are you talking about, dear?" there was something strange about the way Rarity said "dear". "I don't have any sister."

Twilight swallowed, noticing the sudden changes in her friend's behavior. She could hear the demon's whispering in her ear. The unicorn did what was asked of her and said, "Is your sister OK?"

Carousel Boutique was slowly melting. Rarity cringed, and Twilight could swear that her mane was moving on its own. She giggled again, harder this time.

"Have you gone insane, dear? I don't have any sister." Again, Twilight didn't like how Rarity said the word "dear".

The demon whispered in her ear again. Twilight was worried about her friend, but decided to obey anyways. "Where is your sister?"

Everything around them started to flash. Twilight could see the shadows of the clearing were she was before with Luna, Rarity standing perfectly on the stone tablet. With a giggle, the sewing machine broke in half. Her giggle was almost a scream.

"Dear, no, dear, she, dear, doesn't, dear, exist", Rarity said, her pupils no longer visible, her mane swirling around her head.

Twilight realized why she didn't like it when she said the word "dear". It wasn't Rarity's voice who said it. She never recalled ever hearing the Dear's voice. Rarity's smile was growing wider and wider. Twilight stared at her blank eyes and felt fear.

The voice of the demon rang through her ear again. Twilight started sweating bullets. Of all things the demon would request... She couldn't do it. She didn't know how, but she knew that if she did as it was requested of her, it would mean the end for her friend.

The clearing with the stone tablet was completely clear-cut at this point.

Rarity was still moving as if the sewing machine was still working. "What do you think of it?", she said, lifting the new piece she had just sewed.

Twilight cringed. It was a horrible dress that seemed to be for a little filly. It was completely white, except for some random details that were sewed in red. One foreleg was missing. The other was placed in an awkward position. Some parts were torn, and the red details were randomly splattered here and there.

"You don't like it, do you?", said Rarity, dejected, and started to cry.

The demon's voice whispered, but Twilight didn't hear it. Rarity's bawl was too overwhelming. Her shape distorted. Twilight couldn't move. The blue demon suddenly appeared by her side, and spoke the words she was too afraid to say.

"Is your sister dead?"

The earth trembled at the rythm of Rarity's piercing scream. Only then Twilight realized that her friend was never smiling. She was grimacing.

The clearing was totally wiped out, and the three ponies were standing on a void. The demon looked surprised. Rarity stopped screaming, and fell on the black floor, laughing maniacally. Twilight got caught by the demon's foreleg and both ponies disappeared.

Rarity continued laughing.