Unforgiven

I hadn't bothered to look at the clock, I knew I still had time to play with Sweetie Belle. But I had to finish this last dress. I only had tree more to go and at the rate I'd found the gems it was looking up for me. I'd have the project done in time with enough to spare for sisterly bonding with Sweetie Belle. I turned around and called her.

"Sweetie Belle!" No response, "Sweetie Belle?" I called again.

I went upstairs to her room, she was gone, only a note.

Dear Rarity,

I'll be spending the day with Apple Jack and AB. If you get this letter, probably a few days from now, just come pick me up when you finish your project. After all it's obviously more important than spending time with your little sister.

Love,

Sweetie Belle

I couldn't believe it, she'd gone back to Apple Jack after I'd gone with her to that ridiculous Sisterhooves Social. I'd gotten my perfect mane all muddy. I trotted out the door heading towards Sweet Apple Acres. I arrived at the dusty old farm and asked Big Macintosh where Apple Jack was.

"Eyup," He replied, "They went to the market ta make s'mores fer the sister campfire tonight."

I thanked him and, frustrated, headed towards the town market square.

When I arrived I immediately saw the familiar pink puffy bow of Apple Bloom. I rushed over and confronted Apple Jack.

"Well howday Rarity," Apple Jack said happily, "Wha' can we do ya fer?"

"You can start by returning my sister!" I growled.

"Rarity," Apple Jack told me pulling me away from the two young fillies, "listen, Rarity I understand you and Sweetie Belle have had problems lately."

"I HAVEN'T HAD ANY PROBLEMS!" I exploded, "it seems to me your just trying to show off for my sister. You NOT her sister Apple Jack so STOP trying to raise her!"

"Rarity no need to raise yer voice..." Apple Jack hushed.

"Of course there is no need, honestly though you make ME seem as is I'M the bad sister Apple Jack."

"Listen Rarity I've given you this advice before, ya need to spend time with HER not yer work. Or at least involve the gal, she's told me all you do is push her away."

"So what? Your the one she consults with now?" A crowd had formed I could see the uncomfort in the orange ponies eyes. "Is that what it is, first you steal my sister, now you contaminate her mind with you uncouth ways, and then you make her distrust me."

"No! Please Rarity can we talk about this somewhere less crowd-"

"NO!" I yelled, her ears folded back, "YOU HEAR ME NOW APPLE JACK! Sweetie Belle is my sister, you leave her alone. I don't want her hanging around you anymore. I will raise her MY way without your advice."

I

walked over and pushed Sweetie Belle on, she protested a bit but followed authority.

"Rarity wait!" Apple Jack called, I turned looking at her, "are you tellin' me that yer not gonna let yer sis hang out with one of her only friends just cuz of me?"

"Apple Jack you listen to me now, we've been friends for a long time now" I told her with ice in my voice, "and all you've ever done is try and tell me how to live my life, you live on a farm what kind of lifestyle is that. I think it's time we went our separate ways Apple Jack. I no longer wish to be friends with you. Goodbye. Hmph!" I turned my head and walked away.

We arrived back home and I immediately got back to work.

"But I thought we were going to hang out?" Sweetie Belle said.

"No," I told her, "as punishment for running off without telling me, we will NOT have a sister play date." I told her sternly focusing on my stitching.

I watched as she hung her head and left the room.

I walked upstairs, once again turned down by my big sister. All I wanted to do was have fun without being stuck in this stupid boutique for the weekend. That's all I ever did, come here to be denied of my sisters attention, and play quietly in my room. I walked into my room to try to find something to do, nothing. I looked around and saw crayons lying on a table with a piece of paper. I tried to draw but the only things that would come up were sad pictures, Rarity telling me to go to my room, me crying, Rarity working. I began to cry on one of the blank papers.

"Why can't you love me like you love your work." I said speaking to no pony in particular, "All you ever do is push me to the side." I began to write another letter, hopefully this would be my last.

Dear Rarity,

I'm sorry I can't be the sister you always wanted me to be. So I'm leaving, don't come looking for me you won't be able to find me. I'm going to look for a sister who cares enough to spend time with me. Maybe this way you can focus on what you really love, your work. Look at it this way, now you don't ever have to worry about me bugging you anymore. I can't give you gray hairs if I'm not around right? At least that's how it sounded like to me every time you told me. Anyways I'm leaving and never coming back. I know you don't really love me, so goodbye unsister.

Don't love,

Sweetie Belle

I signed it and packed my things and jumped out the window. And slowly made my decent off of the second story of the boutique. I took off galloping in the first direction I landed. I didn't know where I was going, but I didn't care.

Meanwhile back at the farm, Apple Jack had begun sulking on the way home.

"Are ya gunna be ok big sis?" I asked.

"Ya," she choked out, "I'll be fine AB, I might not come for the s'more roastin' but you, granny, and Big Mac have fun ok?" she told me patting my head and going into her room. I looked at the floor, "Ok." I said, the only other time she'd been like this was when Pa passed on. I sighed as I went to the backyard to prepare for the s'more roast.

Big Mac had heard about the incident from his friend Chisel, he said one of Apple Jacks friends was yelling at her. A white pony with a purple mane, looks like Rarity was starting trouble again. I went into her room to check on her. I sat down on her bed. I could hear her quietly sobbing. She hadn't been like this since Ma and Pa passed. AB wasn't old enough to remember Ma. Her and AJ had a special connection. I sighed as I listened to my little sister silently weep. I pet her mane trying to comfort her, we never had to say anything during moments like this, it was already understood. I leaned down and kissed my little sis on the forehead and left. We watched her the rest of the night, Rarity must have said some pretty nasty things. Apple Jack was strong, she'd come back as good as ever in a few hours, she always did. All we had to do was wait.