"RARITY!" Shouted the ditgitalized voice.
"Well you need to find your talent. Plus you are a very good singer."
"And you are a soulless automaton who still has to see therapy about a war that ended over a decade ago!"
"Sweeeeetiiee Beelee! What did I tell you the robot police!?" Rarity facepalmed.
"I don't care, RariBot! As a robot you are programmed to say that!" Sweetie Belle shouted. In fact, she didn't realize that she wasn't real. She just thought that everypony except Rarity saw streams of 1s and 0s, had scanners, had phasers set to hug, and could make their eyes glow. "You don't even care what I think!"
"Sweetie," Rarity looked at her 'sister' "You can do this contest and leave everyone waiting for a war about what rating you get. Now go wash your hands. Lunch is almost ready."
"But the water makes me feel funny."
"Well I'm out of hand wipes."
"Fine"
............
"Well. All of the songs from your folder are toast."
"Well we've outruled all but one. Sweetie Belle, you have to sing Dragonflies ." Rarity scanned the list of songs that Sweetie could do. Carefully she picked up a flash drive with the song on it. (Originally meant for a computer). She placed it into her sibling's USB port and waited for her to read it.
Sweetie scanned the info and facepalmed, then began to sing her sister's song.
"Some times... the world... is slow.... some times it goes at hyperspeed. But it is always the same... Rarity, singing your song makes no sense. Shouldn't I sing one of my songs?"
" I suppose that's correct..."
"She was a close ally. She was a friend. But then she joined our tourcher. Our pain. Our suffering.
Cause she's a traitor! She's a fire! She's gonna burn us down Cause she's a traitor! She's gonna bring us pain! She's a traitor! Driving us insane.
She left for popularity. And lost close friends. She became the master... of the enemy!
Cause she's a traitor! She's a fire! She's gonna burn us down Cause she's a traitor! She's gonna bring us pain! She's a Traitor! Driving us insane! Yeah yeah yeah yeah!
She's a Traitor! She's a Traitor! Shes a Traitor! Yeah! She's a fire! She's a Traitor! The master of the enemy!
. Yeah.... traitor.... come back to us... you brought us pain, from the hate and anger from the ones you joined... you couldn't stand up... you had to go with them... you couldn't take out on them... you got the worst of it... and wanted to hide.... But then you....
Became a Traitor! You were a fire! You tried to burn us down! But we walked out!
Standing... hoping... for you to come around."
Sweetie smiled and looked at her sister. "Well? What do you think?"
"I think we have our entry." Rarity said as she dialed the phone, her long nails making a slight click if they missed the keys. Sweetie Belle walked to the refrigerator and grabbed a cookie, and then walked upstairs to her room to charge.
"Hello. I would like to submit a song for the competition. Yes, it's for Sweetie Belle. Oh, I'm her older sister. Yes. She will be singing her song Traitor. Uh Huh. Thank you!" Rarity hung up.
............
Sweetie Belle sat on her bed, legs crossed, and reading. Suddenly, Scootaloo walked in.
"Hey Sweetie Belle! I heard you were entering a Singing Contest. Can I hear the song?"
"It took a lot of energy. Maybe later."
"Ok."
"Sweetie Belle!" Shouted Rarity from down stairs.
"What!"
"I'll bring you girls some snacks in a minute! Do you want anything else?"
"No thanks!"
Sweetie Belle flopped backwards on her bed, her white skirt puffing up for a moment. She looked at the pocket on her pink shirt, where Rarity would embroider her Cutie Mark.
"We haven't had a meeting since you quit." Sweetie told Scootaloo, who winced at the memory. "We should call one together."
"Yeah. How about here at three?"
"Great. I'll tell Rarity." Sweetie heard her sister walking up the stairs.
"Here you are, girls."
"Thanks, sis. We were wondering if we could have a meeting here at three."
"Sure, just don't bother me while I design your outfit."
Sweetie Belle smiled and jumped to her sister. "Set phasers to HUG!"
Rarity smiled. "Well, you two have some friends to invite. You can have all but Rumble stay over night if it's ok with their parents."
When Rarity left, Scootaloo walked over to a small desk, grabbed some paper, a basket hat, and a purple pen before retreating back to the bed to work on invites.
"So. Why can't Rumble stay over?" Scootaloo asked.
"Rarity fears he might have a little fun with us."
"Really?"
"Yeah. She doesn't want to be responsible for any teen pregnancies."
"Ok." Scootaloo wrote down the info on the paper. She quickly drew an apple on it, signalling it was for Apple Bloom. The girls filled the hat with the invites and set off to deliver them.
..........
"So. Who is staying over for tonight?" Rarity asked when the girls returned.
"Well, Fluttershy is still paranoid about Light Breeze's safety, so that's a no. Babs and Apple Bloom agreed." Scootaloo dusted off her Rainbow Dash shirt.
"We tried to convince Fluttershy to let Light come, but she kept refusing. She says that Light is watching the animals while she gets more stuff for her shrine." Sweetie Belle said with one eye open.
"Sweetie? What happened to your eye?"
"It got hit by a baseball"
"Scootaloo, wait here. I need to talk to Sweetie Belle in private.
......... .....
"Sweetie. Let me see."
Sweetie Belle opened her eye, which showed black static and had a large crack in the lense.
Rarity gasped and handed Sweetie Belle a glass of juice, which somehow shut off the machine's power. Rarity carefully replaced the necessary parts and powered her sister back up.
"Tada! Good a new!"
"Set phasers to HUG!"
Author's Note
Few. Original song by me. It's refering to Changes For Scootaloo. You really should go read it. Also, I HATE it when I don't get comments. They help me improve. So PLEASE COMMENT!
