The Belle tolls for love

TIME STOPS FOR NO MARE

Twilight appeared in Rarity's house in a flash of magic and looked around. “Where's Scootaloo?” Twilight asked curiously.

“She's upstairs.” Rarity replied as she continued sewing though the anger in her was clearly heard.

“Sleeping?” Twilight asked curiously.

“No, she's scratching an itch I couldn't scratch.” Rarity replied giving a violent shudder after she had said this.

“Wait, so she tried to get you to mess with her?” Twilight asked in a shocked tone.

“Don't sound so shocked Twilight Sparkle, it was after all your plan was it not?” Rarity replied, turned around, and glared at the purple unicorn.

“What? No! I asked Scootaloo to help me warm you up to the idea of Cheerilee and Sweetie Belle's relationship, not get you to fool around with her!” Twilight exclaimed in an offended tone.

“Ha, what a load of hay!” Rarity exclaimed with a sarcastic laugh. “I'm onto to you Twilight Sparkle, you think that if Scootaloo takes credit for all your failed plans, I won't be upset with you for locking me in this place!” Rarity exclaimed as she walked up to the unicorn and attempted to slap her only for Twilight to halt her hoof with her magic.

“I knew you were stubborn Rarity, but this is just down right stupid! I never told Scootaloo to tempt you, get that through your thick skull!” Twilight exclaimed in an aggravated tone as she forced Rarity's hoof to the floor with her magic, turned around and walked away.

“Oh really? If memory serves, your exact words were and I quote, by the end of my time here, I will be unable to keep my hooves off her. And by my own will.” Rarity replied making sure to make a mock version of Twilight's voice as she quoted the purple unicorn.

“I was just screwing with your head when I said that! I never actually meant that, geez!” Twilight retorted with a facehoofing gesture and and groan.

“Well stop screwing with my head, stop the mind games, and let me out of here!” Rarity exclaimed loudly.

“Would you two try not to kill each other for five minutes?! I'm trying to clop up here!” Scootaloo's voice roared from upstairs followed by a loud slam which caused both unicorn's to snap their gaze to the stairs and then look at one another as an awkward silence ensued.

“She sounds sexually frustrated.” Twilight remarked aloud apprehensively as Rarity turned about face and resumed sewing as if to ignore her comment.

“She's a growing filly, it's to be expected.” Rarity replied simply as she continued to sew her dress.

“At least she's trying to be civil now.” Twilight thought to herself and sighed. “Listen, I know it feels like I’ve betrayed you for some kind of filly fiddler, but that's not true.” Twilight said as she walked up next to the white unicorn whom continued to sew.

“Really? Because how things are looking right now, it looks exactly like that.” Rarity replied in a resentful tone.

Upon hearing this the unicorn ran a hoof through her mane and sighed. “Your still one of my best friends Rarity. I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't care.” Twilight replied in a soft tone.

“What's the end game Twilight? Drive me so mad with isolation that I crack? Get Scootaloo to convert me into a sick and twisted filly fiddler? What is it? At least be honest with me.” Rarity replied looking at Twilight now with a glare.

“I'm hoping that you can see the world from Cheerilee and Sweetie Belle's point of view.” Twilight replied in a soft tone along with a warm smile before she walked away from the unicorn.

“Twilight, that will never happen. I will never understand how Cheerilee thinks.” Rarity replied in the same soft tone now feeling taken back by how Twilight was acting now.

“If you can't understand how Cheerilee thinks, then try to understand how your sister thinks.” Twilight replied as she turned around and looked at the unicorn again.

“Sweetie Belle has no idea what she wants right now. She's too young. And Cheerilee is taking advantage of her.” Rarity replied as she felt her anger begin to rise again.

“She's in love Rarity. Why can't you see this?” Twilight replied as she frowned slightly now.

“Just leave me be Twilight. Leave me to this Celestia forsaken prison of yours.” Rarity replied in a hurt tone before she turned around and resumed sewing.

Twilight gave a sigh and looked over at Rarity's supply of fabric which was running low now, channeled magic into her horn, and conjured up a huge supply of fabrics in multiple colors. “This isn't a prison Rarity. Anything you want, I will give you.” Twilight said in a soft tone before she turned around and began to walk away.

“I want to see my sister.” Rarity said aloud which caused the unicorn to stop channeling magic into her horn in preparation to teleport out, turn around, smile at Rarity, channel magic into her horn once again, and conjure up a large mirror on the right side of her room.

“That mirror will let you see your sister at any time. Just remember, you may not always like what you see.” Twilight replied with a smile, turned around, began to walk away, and stopped as if she remembered something. “Oh and try not to break it. I can't conjure magical objects like that every five seconds you know.” Twilight replied in a chipper tone before she teleported out of the unicorn's home.

The unicorn continued to sew a little longer before she looked over at the mirror. “It's probably just a normal mirror.” Rarity remarked aloud sourly before she resumed sewing.

TWENTY MINUTES LATER...

Scootaloo came down stairs looking in much better mood now and noticed the large supply of fabric along with the mirror now. “Looks like Twilight resupplied your sewing supplies.” Scootaloo remarked in a chipper tone as she walked over next to Rarity.

“I suppose I should be grateful.” Rarity replied in a annoyed tone as she continued to sew.

“What are you making?” The filly asked taking note of what the unicorn was making now didn't resemble a dress.

“Bedsheets.” Rarity replied simply.

“Why would you need to- Oh...” Scootaloo began to say until she caught on mid-sentence and blushed furiously as she folded her ears in embarrassment.

“No offense to you darling, but I don't care to sleep in your, ahem, fluids.” Rarity replied feeling her voice go a slightly higher pitch now as she said this.

“None taken. Say, what's this?” Scootaloo replied as her eyes fell upon the mirror.

“A gift from Twilight, she says it will let me see Sweetie Belle at anytime.” Rarity replied simply as she continued to sew.

“Really? Awesome!” Scootaloo replied as she walked up to it and looked into it. “How does it work?” Scootaloo asked curiously as nothing seemed to be happening. All the filly could see at the moment was her reflection.

“She didn't say.” Rarity replied simply not looking away from her sewing machine now.

“I wonder if it's voice activated.” Scootaloo remarked aloud thoughtfully as she placed a hoof on her chin thinking for some time until her eyes lit up. “I got it, show me Sweetie Belle.” Scootaloo said in a demanding tone.

Curiously and against the unicorn's better judgment she gave a curious glance over to the mirror yet nothing had changed. “humph, as I thought. Nothing more than a simple mirror.” Rarity remarked to herself sourly.

Scootaloo continued to look into it hoping something with happen for a little longer until she was able to ready to give up when suddenly the mirror sparked to life and flashed brightly for a moment before displaying a room inside it that showed Sweetie Belle and Cheerilee cuddling on a bed. “Hey, Rarity, it works! Check this out!” Scootaloo exclaimed in an excited tone.

Before the unicorn knew what she was doing she walked over and looked into the mirror herself and immediately found herself boiling over with fury as she looked on. She soon could hear voices coming from the mirror now as if in an echo of themselves.

“I miss Rarity.” Sweetie Belle said in a sad tone as she nuzzled against Cheerilee's chest.

“I know. Twilight is doing all she can. With luck she'll understand how we feel about each other very soon.” Cheerilee replied in a soft tone.

“Why can't she understand now? Can't she see how much we love each other?” Sweetie Belle replied with a sniffle.

“Some ponies just have a hard time seeing things as we do sweetheart.” Cheerilee replied as she ran a hoof through the filly's mane.

“I'm shocked to see that sick mare doing anything with my little sister other than messing with her. She'll start touching her any moment no doubt.” Rarity remarked in a resentful tone as she looked on which earned an audible annoyed groan of frustration from the Pegasus as she facehoofed.

“Would you just look at them? Does Cheerilee look like she's trying to make a move on her?!” Scootaloo exclaimed in an aggravated tone.

“Lets get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.” Cheerilee said in a soft tone before she gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek, nuzzled against her and closed her eyes.

“Okay. I love you Cheerilee.” Sweetie Belle replied in a soft tone as she nuzzled against Cheerilee's chest, gave a soft sigh, and closed her eyes.

“I love you too Sweetie Belle.” Cheerilee replied in a soft tone.

Nothing more could be heard coming from the mirror now except soft sounds of the two ponies inhaling and exhaling as they slept soundly now.

“Now does that look like a sick and twisted mare who likes to molest unsuspecting fillies to you?” Scootaloo asked with a warm smile as she looked at the unicorn now.

Rarity continued to stare a little longer now before she finally spoke. “This proves nothing.” Rarity remarked in a resentful tone before she turned around, walked back over to her sewing machine and resumed working on her bedsheets much to the filly's annoyance.

“You're hopeless.” Scootaloo remarked under her breath and gave an aggravated sigh as she walked to the kitchen to grab something to eat unaware of a certain unicorn's thoughts would soon create an inner conflict with her in the years to come the more she saw her sister in that mirror.

FIVE YEARS LATER....

Rarity had learned all to quickly that time flows differently in the dimension she was now in as years literally passed yet Sweetie Belle and Cheerilee had barely gone through a month. At first she thought it might be a fake illusion, but over the course of five years, she came to understand this was not the case after being told nearly twenty times over by Twilight each time she came over.

“For each year that passes here, a week passes in Equestria.” Those words confused the mare at first due to the fact that she watched Sweetie Belle and Cheerilee walk around Fillydephia in real time. She soon just simply accepted things as they were and it became a whole lot easier for the unicorn to handle.

“Rarity, I barely see you sewing anymore. What's your deal? You've done nothing but watch Sweetie Belle and Cheerilee for the past year practically. It's kind of creepy actually.” A teenage Scootaloo remarked in annoyance.

“I don't understand, why isn't she touching her every time she gets a moment alone with my sister? These past five weeks that have passed in Equestria, she has done nothing more than kiss her on the lips behind closed doors.” Rarity remarked aloud in confusion.

“I don't know, maybe it's because they are in bucking love?! Geez, five years in this dimension and you still haven't figured that out?” Scootaloo remarked aloud with a facehoof, walked away, and into the kitchen.

The unicorn continued to stare on still unable to figure her out. “I don't understand...” Rarity remarked aloud in a frustrated tone after a few more moments before she finally stood up, went into the kitchen, and got something of her own to eat.

“Scootaloo, I’ve been meaning to ask, Twilight said you could leave at anytime right?” Rarity asked curiously as she grabbed herself a daisy sandwich from the fridge with her magic.

“Yeah, so?” Scootaloo replied with a mouth full of food, sputtering a few pieces of food from her mouth as she spoke now.

“It's more than obvious by now that I will never do anything with you as an underage filly I would think, so why haven't you left?” Rarity asked curiously as she took a bite from her food.

“Two reasons.” Scootaloo replied sputtering food out once again before she swallowed her mouth full of food to speak clearly. “For one, I ain't about to leave you alone in this dimension. And two, if you think I’m going to go back to my house where my father is most likely waiting for me, you're out of your bucking mind.” Scootaloo replied before she took another bite of her food.

“Do you have to speak so crudely?” Rarity remarked in an slightly annoyed tone.

“Sorry.” Scootaloo replied once again sputtering food from her mouth as she spoke before she left the kitchen.

“Teenagers...” Rarity remarked with a facehoofing gesture before she took another bite of food, walked out of the kitchen, and sat in front of the mirror again.

It was at this moment Twilight appeared in a flash of magic and went slightly wide-eyed as a teenage Scootaloo walked up to her. “Heya Twi. How's it hanging? Why ya looking at me like that?” Scootaloo asked curiously.

“Heh, I forgot time passes differently in this dimension for a few moments.” Twilight replied sheepishly as she scratched the back of her head with a giggle before her attention was yanked to Rarity.

“She barely moves away from that thing. The only time I see her leave that thing is when she goes to get something to eat or go upstairs to sleep. And she's constantly expecting Cheerilee to get fresh with Sweetie Belle. I'm no bucking expert, but that ain't healthy.” Scootaloo remarked in a worried tone taking note of the unicorn's gaze upon the mare.

“Yeah, I would have to agree Scootaloo.” Twilight replied in a thoughtful tone before she walked over to her friend.

“Hello Twilight.” Rarity replied simply not looking away from the mirror and took a bite of her sandwich.

“Scootaloo tells me that you barely ever move away from this mirror, you barely sew anymore, and are constantly expecting Cheerilee to mess with Sweetie Belle.” Twilight replied in a concerned tone.

“Yes, I am trying to catch her in the act.” Rarity replied in a distracted tone.

“The act? Rarity, they are trying to make a new life for themselves because of you finding them out. Frankly, I’m not shocked they haven’t yet! Cheerilee's been working two different jobs for the last month to keep a roof over her and Sweetie Belle's head.” Twilight remarked in annoyance.

“Say what you like Twilight. I'm simply waiting for the moment when they do to prove myself right.” Rarity replied still not looking away.

Twilight simply groaned in annoyance and walked back over next to Scootaloo taking note of how the Pegasus was looking at her. “You okay? You can still leave anytime you know.” Twilight said in a concerned tone.

“I can't leave her Twilight. She doesn't act like it now, but without me here, I think she might really lose it.” Scootaloo replied then looked at Twilight. “Can't you let her go? Its more than bucking obvious she won't fool around with me. The plan failed Twilight.”

“Not yet it hasn't. We still have five years.” Twilight replied with a smirk.

“Come on Twilight, I’m worried sick about her, if she loses it completely I don't know what I’d...” Scootaloo began to say only to trail off as she looked back over at the white unicorn who continued to watch the mirror.

Twilight blinked several times in realization at why the Pegasus was acting before she spoke. “You've fallen in love with her, haven't you?” Twilight remarked in a soft tone which caused the Pegasus to snap her gaze over to Twilight.

“What? No, I mean, I can't. Rainbow Dash is still waiting on me.” Scootaloo replied with a slight blush now.

“Sometimes, it's best to grow up and let go of your fantasies Scootaloo.” Twilight replied in a soft tone as she placed a hoof on the Pegasus's shoulder.

“Let go of my fantasies? What you do you mean?” Scootaloo asked in a confused tone.

“Don't play dumb Scoots, I knew that Rainbow Dash was a closet filly fiddler from the start. She just needed a nudge in your direction. She doesn't love you and you know it. Perhaps if you followed my plan it might have worked out differently, but you can't change the past. So grow up and let go of the fantasy that she may one day love you back already.” Twilight replied with a knowing look in her eyes.

“Don't play mind games with me Twilight, unlike Rarity, I won't hesitate to buck you upside the head.” Scootaloo replied with a glare now.

“I wasn't playing-ugh! You two really are a match made in heaven, both thinking I’m some kind of master mind game player.” Twilight replied in an annoyed tone before she turned around, walked away, and disappeared in a flash of magic.

Scootaloo turned to look at Rarity once more and sighed. “I'm such a bucking hopeless romantic.” Scootaloo thought to herself as she facehoofed with a sigh.