Under Pressure

Rarity galloped through the town "It can't be true, can it?"

She went faster until she reached her house , which inside she had her mirror, she walked inside, adrenaline pumped through her body, she stepped to the mirror. Her worst horrors came true.

"IM NOT BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! MY BEAUTIFUL LOOKS IS ALL I HAVE IN LIFE!!!!"

Spike literally teleported to her room " I still think your beautiful"

Rarity sputtered . " No one cares what you think. I should have told you before , I hate you. I'll never like you. Get out of my life."

Spike felt a tear come to his eye. " Well ok then. That hurts."

" I want to hurt you! " Rarity spat

Spike left. Rarity stared at herself. She got an idea. She looked through the fancy address book she got for her birthday last year. Doctors... Doctors....  Doctor S. Capel! She ran to her telephone. "Hey... I would like to make an appointment with Doctor S. Capel for a plastic surgery..."

The appointment was made.

The day was almost over.

The telephone was left hanging.

Rarity ran to her telephone. She needed help. She called Twilight. She dragged a rope and tried to lasso it like AppleJack had shown her how to do. Successfully, it hooked onto a nail. She made a noose out of it. Then she realized she had an appointment to go to tomorrow. Twilight came. She opened the door with her magic. Rarity was about to go get a stool when  Twilight burst out laughing. " Are you gonna hang yourself?" she chuckled.

Rarity grunted. " I was but I'm getting plastic surgery tomorrow"

Twilight started laughing again " Plastic surgery? here. I'll move the stool so you can reach the noose. "

Rarity started yelling " ITS NOT FUNNY! YOUR NOT HELPING!!"

Twilight snickered. Well, if you need me, i'll be in my house. Bye."