Another sister

"N-now that plain weird!"

Rarity laughed nervously and backed up into a potion bottle.

she jumped and turned around, seeing the potion. it was pink, and on the front it said: love. another potion beside it said beauty, but when she turned, the mirror from her dream was plastered across the wall. Rarity looked at her reflection, deformed and evil looking, and a label read on the bottom of the mirror.

"take a look: to make another you, think deeply of the person who is disturbing you, then say there name three times and yours, only when true love revolves around to you and you understand your wrongs, you will be freed."

Rarity shivered, dark magic like this wasn't worth it. Her muscles tightened.

"Of course it is!"

Rarity scolded.

"Sweetie belle will..want to be like me.."

But she knew that wasn't true. She re-read the label.

"Okay, this will work.."

She breathed in.

"Sweetie Belle, Rarity, Sweetie Belle, Rarity, Sweetie Belle--Rarity!"

Suddenly it felt as if someone had yanked at Rarity to go forwards, she hit the mirror and it smashed. She cried out and fell backwards. Somehow, no glass had fallen on her. She uncurled from her ball on the ground, she slowly sat up, the brocken mirror's frame lay on the side. Rarity stood up,

"Sweetie Belle!"

Rarity turned and Galloped up the stairs out of the basement..

But it felt as if two people came with her.

Rarity cantered threw the forest,  trying to avoid puddles or vines. Eventually she came out into ponyvile. When she arrived at her house, she was sweaty and tired,

"sweatsweatsweatI'mSWEATING!!!" She cried out, rubbing the oily felling off with her hooves, she went in the house, everything was quiet.

"Sweetie belle I'm home!!"

She sing songed. her voice carried threw the house,

"okay.." A voice replied from upstairs, grouchy.

Sweetie Belle slowly padded down the stairs and in front of sweetie belle. "

yea?" She grumbled.

Rarity tried to look for a sign that Sweetie Belle was more like her. She looked the same. Talked the same. Huh.

"How...are you feeling?" Rarity tried.

"Fine..I was working on my writing project on what a 'brony' is...I really don't know what it is though."

Sweetie belle hadn't been designing, so Rarity rolled her eyes. It wasn't working.

"Um..Rarity?" Sweetie belle started, looking up a bit nervously.

"I-I'm sorry about the stuff I said..and did.." Rarity's face lit up.

"Oh thank you, Sweetie!" She pulled her into a tight hug."so am I."

"I gotta go work--"

before Sweetie Belle could answer, thunder struck outside, and both ponies jumped in surprise,

"that was fast for a storm." Muttered Rarity.

Sweetie belle gulped.

"You go to bed now, Sweetie." Rarity soothed, feeling much better now that they'd apologized.

Sweetie nodded, "can I Finnish my project tomorrow?"

"Of course!"

Sweetie belle grinned then headed upstairs, Rarity followed and went to her room. She climbed into bed with the lights off. Almost immediately she fell asleep.

This time she dreamed of being underwater.

Water surged down her throat and into her eyes and ears. It was dark turquoise water, so she couldn't tell which way was up, to breath air.

"Rarity!!!" Someone screeched above the water.

It was Sweetie Belle.

Then someone laughed.  It was a kind laugh. Which was what made it more scary, the voice was tinkly and full of joy, as if the pony had just been tickled. Somehow it was absolutely awful.

Rarity woke up with a Yelp, she sat forwards and heard the thunder and rain still pouring. But there was another sound. A booming knock on the door downstairs. Rarity wondered who it was, because it was exactly 12:30, she opened her door and went downstairs, to see Sweetie Belle with her blanket staring at the door,

"What are you doing?"

"Someone is at the door!"

"Sweetie Belle, let me open it, -it could be a stranger!"

The knocking came again. Rarity gently pushed away Sweetie Belle, and opened the door.

And gasped.

In front of her was a white pony with a ragged brown shall with a hood dropping over her eyes, she pulled it back and Rarity stumbled back. It was her. Rarity.-well, almost Rarity. Except that this Rarity had only wavy hair that draped over her shoulders, and black fake cobwebs curled threw her hair. And her eyes were mean looking and she was slightly more nimble. She grinned,

"Hello, pardon me, but I seem to be lost.."