‘It can’t be! For Celestia’s sake, she’s Sweetie Belle, my little sister!’

Rarity starts to feel a bit dizzy. She lifts her trembling hands to her head and moves to the couch where Sweetie had been just seconds ago.

‘It’s impossible, simply ridiculous. It just… it can’t be. She’s my sister! She can’t be my perfect match! My true lov-’ Rarity shook her head. ‘Calm down.’ Rarity took a deep breath, partly to calm down, partly to see if the scent was still present in the room. Rarity couldn’t detect it and she wasn’t sure if that was good or bad. ‘It… it wasn’t the spell, I just... imagined it.’

Rarity looked to the right at picture of Sweetie and her hanging on the wall. ‘Yes, I just imagined it. I’m looking at Sweetie and…’ Her sense of smell was overflowed by the delicious fruity mix of raspberry, pineapple and-

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck!” Rarity screamed before getting up up from the couch and running to the kitchen, away from the picture. She noticed the sudden lack of the fruity scent. ‘This is a mistake. Sweetie Belle can’t be my true love. We are sisters! Things like that aren’t supposed to happen between sisters!’ Rarity ran a hand through her mane.

‘This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening.’ Rarity was panicking. She moved to the sink and splashed water on her face. ‘There must be some kind of explanation to this… This is a mistake… yes… Yes! This is a mistake! Twilight casted it wrong! That’s the only logical explanation.’ Rarity let out a nervous, and a bit manic, laugh. ‘Of course she casted it wrong, there is just no way that me and Sweetie- Of course not.’ She shook her head again.

‘Stay calm, Rarity, You shouldn’t freak out.’ She remained still for a few seconds before pulling her hair. ‘How the fuck am I supposed to stay calm when there is a spell inside me that is saying that my sister is my perfect partner in the whole world!’

“Rarity, are you alright?!” Came the voice of Sweetie Belle from the kitchen’s entrance. Rarity turned around, her eyes widening. Sweetie Belle stood there, holding a towel to her chest that wasn’t really covering much, allowing Rarity to get an eyeful of her body.

“Sweetie Belle, cover yourself!” Rarity exclaimed, looking away from her sister.

“Sorry!” Sweetie said, her face gaining a tint of red. She draped the towel around her body, just barely managing to cover from her bust to her upper thigh.

“Why are you walking naked around the house?” Rarity asked, suddenly realizing that there was a stronger scent of the fruity mix on the air. ‘I don’t need this right now. I really don’t need this right now!’

“I-I was about to get into the bath when I heard you screaming. Is everything alright?”

“Y-yes darling, everything is fine.”

“You sure? You don’t swear unless it’s something extremely serious.”

Sweetie Belle was right. Rarity was a lady, and ladies didn’t use such crude vocabulary.

“E-everything is fine, Sweetie. I just… I forgot I had something important that I had to discuss with Twilight.” Sweetie looked at her with a raised brow. She opened her mouth to ask something else but Rarity interrupted her.

“So I-I’m going out again. I’ll return in an hour or so. Bye, Sweetie Belle.” Rarity moved out of the kitchen, not daring to look at Sweetie as she walked next to her and went to the door.

“O-Okay… Then I’ll have the dinner ready for you when-” The door slams shuts before Sweetie Belle could finish. “... Bye.” She muttered.

Rarity ran all the way to the castle, she didn’t care at all about getting all sweaty, there were more serious problems than that. ‘The spell is wrong. Twilight has to fix it! There’s no way that Sweetie Belle is my true love! I just have to tell Twilight that…’ Rarity slowed her pace, a few more steps until she finally halted.

‘What am I going to tell her?’ Tell her friend that the spell had reacted to her sister… How would Twilight react to that? What if she didn’t let her explain? Rarity’s heart dropped at the thought of her friend reacting with disgust, but she shook her head. No, Twilight doesn’t have any reason to act like that when the spell wasn’t even acting correctly, there was just no way that it was.

Rarity didn’t really want to hear the little voice in her head. The one that was telling her that Twilight is the most adept magic user she knew. The voice that was telling her that Twilight would never cast wrongly a spell. The voice that was telling her that the spell maybe, just maybe, was right.

‘No! The spell is wrong. It… It has to be.’ Rarity thought. Yet, what would happen if she went to Twilight, asking her to fix the spell, and she couldn’t find anything wrong with it? Twilight would be curious about the spell. And she, being a pony in constant search for knowledge, would surely want to document this spell. She couldn’t let a chance like this slip through her hands, after all, it’s been centuries since somepony last used it. Twilight would ask about the pony to whom it reacted.

No, Rarity wouldn’t tell her, she wouldn’t tell her anything. She wouldn’t say to whom it reacted, or that it even reacted in the first place. This wasn’t something she wanted to talk with anyone, this was something she wanted had never happened. Then again, if she didn’t tell Twilight, how could she fix this? ‘I will ask her to dispel it. Remove the spell and continue my life normally, like nothing ever happened. That’s the best option.’

With her route of action no clear, Rarity resumed her hasty walk to the castle. When she reached the big doors Rarity took a few seconds to calm herself. She had to act like nothing was wrong, even if what had happened to her was the worst possible thing. She took a deep breath and let herself in, just like earlier.

“Twilight!” She shouted, cringing after realizing that it had sounded way too urgent. She couldn’t give anything away. She cleared her voice and tried again. “Twilight.” Better. She walked to the middle of the hallway, waiting for her friend’s answer. ‘Is she even here? Maybe she went out.’ She was about to call Twilight’s name one more but stopped as a lavender glow caught her attention.

A magical orb floated down from the stairs, moving directly to Rarity. It circled around her three times before stopping in front of her for three seconds, after that it floated upstairs again. Rarity quickly followed it. The orb guided Rarity all the way to the dining room in the third floor. The orb moved through to the door.

“Twilight?” Rarity called as she poke her head inside.

“Hey, Rarity.” Twilight answered, lazily waving one hand at her friend while holding what seemed to be a hay burger on the other. The magic orb flew around her one time before moving towards the horn and disappearing.

Rarity just wanted to run up to her friend and beg her to get rid of the spell, it would surely be a matter of seconds and she could forget all about this. ‘Remember to act as usual. Don’t give anything away.’ Rarity thought, taking a breath before walking inside towards her friend.

“Hello, Twilight.” Rarity sat on the chair that was right next to Twilight.

“So, What brings you here? Did you change your mind about tasting Spike’s frozen food?” Twilight asked as she gave another bite to her burger.

‘Don’t jump to the subject yet. Make some small chit chat. Be patient.’

“I need you to remove the spell from me.” Rarity mentally facepalmed. ‘Whatever, better to get this thing over with.’

Twilight regarded her friend with puzzled expression. She placed her burger on the plate and cleaned her mouth with a napkin before talking. “Why? Did something happen?”

“Nononono, Twilight, no nothing happened, absolutely nothing.” Rarity nervously laughed as she mentally berated herself.

“Are you sure everything is fine?”

‘No, nothing is fine, and that damned spell is the problem.’

“Yes, Twilight, I’m fine. It’s just…” Rarity trailed off, not really knowing what to say.

“It’s just what, Rarity?”

Rarity took a deep breath, she had been taking a lot of those recently. “It’s just… I-I took this afternoon to… to really think about this.” ‘Not bad, you are doing great. Now, don’t mess it up.’ “I… I saw the spell and I just… I know that I said everything was going to be fine, but I think I was being a bit too optimistic.” Rarity said, each word flowing with more ease than the previous one.

“Are you… Are you afraid that the spell will never react?” Twilight asked.

Rarity bit her lip. She was afraid, but afraid for a complete different reason, one that she was trying hard to ignore.“I… I don’t want this spell.”

Twilight placed a hand on her friend's shoulder. “Alright, Rarity, follow me to the library.” She stood, pushing her chair back, while she lifted her plate with her magic. It floated behind her as she moved to the door.

Rarity quickly stood and went after her friend.

“I have to say, I’m a bit… sad with this change.” Twilight commented, looking back at Rarity, who only answer was a lifted brow. “I also gave some thought to it.” She continued. “I was a bit worried for you at first, but then I just… I don’t know, I just thought that you would be able to find that special pony and live happy ever after. Just like the ponies that found their partner centuries ago did.” Twilight smiled at Rarity.

Rarity remained silent. After reaching the library, Twilight guided them to the shelf at the back of the room, the one where she kept the most important books. With a spark of her horn, a light barrier glowed right in front of both ponies before fading away.

Twilight reached for the oldest looking book and opened it, quickly turning the pages until she found what she was looking for. She gave the text a once over before closing it.

“Alright, the spell should be easy to remove.”

“Does the book says how to do it?”

Twilight shook her head. “No, it doesn’t, I just wanted to re-read all of it to… understand it a bit better. Verus Amor is a dormant spell, thanks to that I can easily remove it.”

At those words, Rarity felt her body relax. She wouldn’t have to deal with this spell for long now.

Twilight placed the book back on the shelf before turning around. “Now, just stand still, this will only take me a few seconds.”

Rarity did a she was told, she stood still and waited. She looked at Twilight’s face, she was looking back at her as her horn began to shine with a purple aura. A purple mist extended from her horn and covered Rarity’s head. The unicorn coughed a bit as the mist went through her nose and mouth, it was as thick as smoke. She only had to bear with it for a second before it cleared away.

Rarity looked how a frown formed on Twilight’s face before her horn lit off. The alicorn scratched her head.

“D-did it work?” Rarity asked with a bit of hope and a bit of dread. ‘Please, please, tell me it worked.’

Twilight kept frowning at her. “It… wait a second.” The alicorn casted a second spell. Twilight’s magic covered and Rarity’s body with her purple glow. Twilight’s frown deepened.

“What is it? Is… Is something wrong with the spell?” Rarity asked. ‘She… she found something about the spell, I know that look. Maybe… maybe she found that the spell is wrong. She casted it wrong! That’s why she’s frowning like that.’ Rarity hopefully thought, but didn’t dare to feel happy yet with this news, not until she heard those words from Twilight.

“The spell isn’t dormant.” Twilight said, looking at her friend right on the eyes. “It already activated.”

Rarity looked at Twilight, opening and closing her mouth, not sure what to say now.

“Didn’t you notice when this happened?”

“I…” Rarity looked away and began nervously curling a strand of her mane with a finger. “I have no idea-”

“Oh, Celestia, you did notice!” Twilight exclaimed. “You found the other pony in less than a day! That’s-”

“A mistake!” Rarity shouted looking back at Twilight. “The spell is wrong and I want it out of me!”

“What? Why, I… I don’t understand. The spell activated, the pony of you-”

“The spell is wrong.” Rarity repeated. “That pony… it just can’t be. She can’t be my perfect match!”

“She? That’s why you want to get rid of the spell?” Twilight looked at Rarity in disbelief. “You want to get rid of the spell because it isn’t pointing towards your prince charming?”

“What? No! I don’t care that she’s a mare.”

“Then what is it? Why can’t you accept her? You don’t like her?”

“No… That’s not it, but it just can’t happen.”

“Why can’t it happen? This is your chance, give her an opportunity.”

“I… I can’t. Please, Twilight, just… just get this thing out of me.”Rarity said desperately.

“Why? Just tell me why you won’t accept-”

“Because it’s Sweetie Belle!” Rarity shouted, looking down at the floor.

Twilight remained silent for a few seconds, had she heard correctly? “Did you just…”

“The spell is wrong.” Rarity muttered, her complete frame shaking. “It must be wrong, because there’s no way that Sweetie Belle is…”

“You… you’re kidding, right?”

“You think I would joke about something like this?!” Rarity shouted. “The moment my nose was filled with that fragrance… I freaked out, Twilight! Do you understand now? That’s why you have to get this thing out of me!”

“I-I... “ Twilight hesitated. “I’m sorry, Rarity, but I can’t.”

“No, Twilight. You… There must be something you can…”

“If the spell had remained dormant, then I could have gotten it out of you, but now that it activated…” Twilight rubbed the back of her head. “You will have to wait until the spell fades out on it’s own.”

Rarity fell to her knees and held her head with both hands. “I hoped to get rid of this as quickly as possible. I…” Rarity looked up. “How long will take for it to fade away?”

Twilight bit her lip. “Maybe a day, maybe a week… a year is a possibility.”

“What?! I have to live with a spell that is telling me to fuck my sister for a year!”

“The spell isn’t telling you that, Rarity.”

“It practically is!” Rarity said with a huff. “I can’t believe this. At least tell me that you made a mistake, that you casted it wrong.” She waited for her friend to answer, but she remained silent. “At least tell me a lie, Twilight! Tell me that Sweetie isn’t my true love.”

“Well.... Technically speaking, she isn’t, she’s just the pony you have the greatest compati-”

“Fuck, Twilight you are so useless! If you can’t do something to help then just shut your mouth!”

The room remained silent. Rarity was trying to calm herself while Twilight stood awkwardly a few steps away from the unicorn. Finally, with a deep breath followed by a sigh, Rarity spoke.

“I’m… I’m sorry, darling. I didn’t meant to -”

“No, I understand, Rarity. You… you are going through something really complicated.” Twilight walked to Rarity and placed a hand on her back. “I’m sorry I can’t help you. I should have never casted it.”

“No, It’s my fault. If I hadn’t asked you to do it...”

“What are you going to do now?”

Rarity sighed. “I’m going to wait. I’ll ignore this thing, act as if nothing happened, that Sweetie is using a really good and strong perfume.”

“I guess that’s a good plan.” Twilight moved her hand to Rarity’s shoulder and pulled it so her friend looked at her. “If something happens… you can talk to me.” Rarity gave a tiny smile as replay. “Maybe I could write to Princess Celestia. She could give us more information about this spell. She could even tell us that the spell has its flaws, that it doesn’t-”

“No.”

“Rarity, the Princess could-”

“No, Twilight. I…” Rarity brought her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs. Rarity as afraid of the princess answer. Twilight had told her earlier that the spell always worked, hearing it from the princess, that there was no mistake. ‘What is this spell saying about me?’

Rarity hugged her legs harder. “This isn’t something I want other ponies to know.”

“But someone could help, -”

“Please, don’t tell anyone. I only told you because you kind of pushed me to do so.”

Twilight sighed. “Alright, I won’t tell anyone, you have my word.” Twilight said, placing her hand on Rarity’s shoulder.

“Thanks, Twilight.” Rarity said, taking Twilight’s hand with her own and squeezing it.

Twilight stood and extended a hand to her friend. “You should head back home and try to rest. You must be exhausted with what happened.”

“You are right, my mind could use some rest.” Rarity took the hand and stood, dusting the back of her shorts. “I feel tired all of a sudden, knowing that there’s nothing I can do but wait.”

Twilight hugged her friend. “Just wait and you’ll see that in no time this will just be a thing of the past.”

Rarity nodded hoping that her friend was right. Twilight accompanied the unicorn to the entrance of the castle and said goodbye.

Rarity walked lazily back home. She didn’t felt like going there yet but it was late, and she was feeling a bit hungry. ‘Maybe I should have accepted Twilight’s offer and ate with her…’ Rarity considered going back, but quickly shook her head. ‘No, Sweetie said she would have dinner for me. I should head back quickly.’

Rarity reached the front door of the boutique. She stood there, looking at the knob of the door. ‘Nothing will change, I won’t let this thing change anything.’ She grabbed the knob and turned it.

The bell above the door jingled. “Sweetie, I’m back.” Rarity said entering the boutique’s main room. Sweetie Belle didn’t answer, but Rarity could hear the sound of Sweetie’s acoustic guitar coming from the second floor. She felt a bit relieved to not have to deal with her sister yet, even if it was for a few minutes.

Rarity walked to the door on the back, the one that lead to the rest of the house. In the kitchen, Rarity found her dinner. There was pasta on a pot and some kind of sauce in another. Rarity dipped the tip of her finger in the sauce and brought it to her mouth. Carbonara sauce, one of her favourites, and it was delicious. Rarity heated the sauce before serving herself.

As she ate, Rarity couldn’t help but wonder, had her little sister really learned all of this from the Apple family? Not likely. They must have taught Sweetie Belle the basics, how to handle herself in the kitchen, but these recipes, this variety, Sweetie must have taken some extra effort to search and learn this dishes. Rarity smiled because she has an amazing little sister.

After finishing and cleaning, Rarity moved to the second floor, she had to thank her sister for the food. Rarity could hear that Sweetie was still playing, but had changed from the guitar to the piano in the time Rarity had taken to eat. As she walked closer, she heard Sweetie singing along the tune. The door was slightly open and the moment Rarity looked inside the room, the smell of fruit overflowed her sense when she caught sight of her sister.

Rarity took a quick step back and looked away, a bit hagitated. ‘The spell is wrong, just ignore it!’ Rarity told herself. She had to wait, calm herself, so she decided to wait out here while her sister finished playing. She listened her sister sing, closing her eyes to both calm herself and to slightly help her enhance her hearing.

“... in the wreckage, put it on a necklace
Keepin' it cause I, I, I, I know that it's mine
I wear it like a message so I don't forget it
Keepin' it cause I, I, I, I know that it's mine

I know that it's mine no matter what I do
I know that it's mine whether I win or lose
And even though my heart needs to take its time
I know that it's mine, I know that it's mine.”

The music of the piano continued a bit longer, but eventually reached its end. Rarity opened her eyes. ‘She has an incredible talent.’ She thought as a proud smile grazed her lips. Feeling calmer, Rarity moved to the door and pushed it open, the smell returned, but she wouldn’t let it affect her.

“That was beautiful, Sweetie. Did you write that song?”

“Rarity?” Sweetie said surprised, “Oh, uh, thanks. And no, I didn’t wrote it, but it’s a song that I like so much.” She stood from the stool she was on and walked to her sister, giving her in a hug that Rarity happily returned. “When did you get home? I didn’t hear you enter.” Sweetie broke the hug. “Did you already eat?”

“Yes, I ate the pasta you left for me.”

“And… did you like it? Was it good?” Sweetie asked expectantly.

Rarity adopted a thoughtful position. “Not really.”

“Oh…” Sweetie said, her gaze falling to the floor and her ears folding back.

Rarity leaned forward, her mouth centimeters away of Sweetie’s ear. “It wasn’t good, it was exquisite.”

Sweetie Belle looked up with glee in her eyes, but it quickly turned into a frown. “You could have said that from the beginning! I thought you hadn’t liked it!”

“Now, now, Sweetie.” Rarity said with a smirk. “What kind of older sister would I be if I didn’t mess with you from time to time?”

“Uhmmm, a good sister?”

Rarity gasped theatrically. “Are you implying that I’m a terrible sister?”

Sweetie hummed as she pondered her answer. “No, terrible not… Bad sister would be more-”

Sweetie Belle was abruptly interrupted as her sister pinched her cheeks. “You little… This will show you just how bad of a sister I am.” She smiled deviously before pulling from her sister’s white flesh.

“I’m sorry! You’re a great sister!”

Rarity laughed from both how funny her sister sounded as she apologized and from how ridiculous her face looked at that moment. Sweetie took advantage of this moment.

Rarity laughed even harder as Sweetie began tickling her sides. It was a bit too much for Rarity, causing her to topple backwards, bringing Sweetie down with her. Both sisters laughed as they laid next to each other on the floor.

Rarity looked up to the ceiling when realization hit her and a smile spread on her face. She had been afraid that she might start acting awkward around Sweetie due to the spell, but she was happy that it wasn’t the case. She had just spent some silly yet good time with her sister, she had mostly forgotten about the spell during that time.

‘I… I can do this. I can go on like the spell never happened.’ She thought, feeling better than she had felt all day.

“What do you say if we watch a movie?” Sweetie Belle said as she got up.

“Hmmm, I don’t know.” Rarity sat up. “I’m really tired, and don’t you have to get up early tomorrow?”

“Come on, Rarity, let’s watch a movie. Pretty please.” Sweetie begged, using her greatest weapon, her puppy eyes.

Rarity sighed in defeat. “Alright, alright.”

“Yay!” Sweetie exclaimed as she happily skipped, like she was a little filly, out of the room.

Rarity shook her head and chuckled. ‘She’s just too cute to say no.’ Rarity thought as she stood and moved after her sister.

Author's Note

The song phoebe was playing: Mine by Phoebe Ryan. This is the remix version.

Yeah, I'm not completely sure this chapter came out right, it was hard and I have been working on this for a month. Sorry for the mistakes.

Sweetie is 20 years old and she has a job. I had an idea of hat that job could be. She has a band that isn't very popular yet, she also teaches music. If someone has a suggestion, I'm all ears.

I know, zero clop in this chapter. Sorry, but I want to add a bit of story to this.

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