Chapter 6 - The Talk Before Hearth’s Warming

It was another beautiful Hearth’s Warming Eve in Ponyville. A crisp bright moon hung high in the sky, as fluffy violet-colored clouds floated over the sleepy little town, where numerous windows were aglow in yellow-orange hues. All across the area, numerous ponies and stallions were already making their way to Princess Twilight Sparkle’s castle, where the holiday festivites were soon to begin.

Inside Carousel Boutique, Rarity was putting the finishing touches on her outfit. A long shimmering dress of purple complimented her well-coiffed hair, with a generous “hint” of cleavage looking like her generous cups would surely runneth over.

“Oh Sweetie Belle,” she called out of her bedroom door, “how does that dress I made you feel?”

“Um, it’s a bit…snug,” came a response from downstairs.

“…snug?” gasped Rarity, grabbing her complimenting evening gloves and descending down to the main boutique floor. “Snug!? How in Equestria can that be? I measured you the day you arrived back in town. That dress should fit you like a glove!”

“Well, it kinda does.”

Rarity tried not to stare as her sister’s prominent bosom pushed the swinging doors against the sides of the dressing room doorway, and she stepped out.

Her hair had been arranged in swirling curls atop her head, with pink and lavendar strands brushing around her bare shoulders. Just the faintest hint of rouge had been applied to her cheeks, and a slightly warmer shade of pink adorned her lips.

The dress Rarity had made for her little sister, was a white strapless number that synched in the filly’s waist by a few inches, before her well-proportioned hips caused the mid-section to flair out, and fall to her knees in overlaid frills of white and pink.

However, it was easy to see that most of Rarity’s handiwork had gone into making sure Sweetie Belle’s enormous chest was held in a pair of well-supported cups. They should have been able to hold the girl’s “twins” nicely, but Rarity could see her sister’s cups had definitely runneth over.

“Oh, Sweetie Belle,” sighed Rarity. “What did you do this time?”

“I didn’t do anything!” exclaimed the filly.

“You don’t need to be…milked, do you?”

“No. If I did, I would have felt a tingling.”

Rarity gestured for her sister to step forward. A few bounces later, and Rarity took in the whole look.

“Well, at this point there’s not much more I can do unfortunately,” she said. “That’s the only dress I have that was close to fitting you…but I guess it’ll have to do. Now, before we head over to Twilight’s, what say we have a little tea to calm our nerves?”

“I’ll get it,” replied Sweetie Belle, “I could go for a cup or two.”

In a second, Sweetie’s unicorn horn glowed a green hue. From the kitchen came the clattering of dishes and utensils. A few moments later, a tea trolley rolled out of the kitchen, pushed by her magic.

“I must say that is quite impressive,” smiled Rarity, as the cart came to a stop in front of the two sisters. “But then again, having Princess Twilight Sparkle as a tutor when you were younger does give you an advantage.”

“Not really,” said Sweetie Belle, as she magically poured and served herself and her sister. “I’m sure there are plenty of other magic users my age who are much more experienced. Speaking of Twilight, did you hear she’s teaching a class next semester?”

“No I didn’t,” said Rarity, receiving her tea. “Thank you, darling.”

“You’re welcome. There was a rumor floating around the university last month that one of the princesses would be teaching a class, though when it was mentioned it dealt with advanced magic, I had a feeling it was Twilight teaching it. Sure enough, when they posted classes and instructors for next semester, her name was on there.”

“I guess it makes the most sense. The only other princess I can think of that would teach such a course is Princess Celestia, but she has her hands full with so much as it is these days. Speaking of the course, did you enroll in it?”

“Just barely made it in,” smiled Sweetie. “It’s a smaller class-size, bit I’m hoping to learn some new things, and Twilight can help expand my magic.”

“Yes…ex-pand your magic,” said Rarity, taking a short sip of her tea, her blue eyes looking at her sister’s very full bosom.

“What do you mean by that?” asked Sweetie Belle.

“Um-by-oh-um-what?” replied Rarity, realizing she had said aloud what was on her mind. “I-I was just agreeing with you, dear.”

It was then the filly set down her saucer and cup.

“Rarity, I’d rather not get into this before the party, but I think we need to have a talk.”

“A talk? About what?”

“About your jealousy over my chest size.”

“Wh-WHAT!? screeched Rarity. “Oh-ho-ho don’t be absurd, Sweetie Belle. Now, I do think I need more tea.”

“Fine, I’ll pour you some-“

“No, I’ll do it,” said Rarity, her horn glowing blue, as she continued talking. “Honestly darling, you’re imagining things. I could care less if my ‘little’ sister happened to get into my personal things, and end up a bit on the…’larger’ side.”

It was then that Rarity took a break to drink her tea, only to spit out the contents.

“You just poured a whole cup of cream in there,” said Sweetie, flatly.

“Well, you shouldn’t have distracted me like that,” said Rarity.

“Okay, that settles it,” said Sweetie, her horn lighting up, as her magic placed hers and Rarity’s cups back on the trolley, and sent it back into the kitchen. “We’re gonna get this all out in the open right here and now.”

“Why darling, whatever for? Can’t this wait for another ti-“

“Because I don’t want to spend the entire evening at Twilight’s hearing you make snide remarks and little asides about my breasts!” exclaimed Sweetie Belle, before composing herself. “Now, let’s just sit down, and talk this out.”

A few minutes later both sisters were sitting on the boutique’s stage, looking at each other.

“Honestly,” muttered Rarity, “are we really-“

“Yes dear sister, we are going to do this now,” said Sweetie, mimicking her sister’s tone, “because we both know that you simply cannot just let something as big as this go.”

What followed was a few minutes of awkward silence, before Sweetie Belle broke it.

“Have you always taken those pills?” she asked.

“Wellll, not for long-“

“Rarity-“

“Fine, since I was a teenager!”

“Okay,” replied Sweetie. “And during that time, did you ever take more than the recommended dosage?”

“No,” said Rarity. “I took the proper amount just as it said.”

“And, it never occurred to you to take more? That if you popped a few more each time, you might have gotten a little bigger?”

“Of course not! I may have wanted to be a more prominent pony, but I wasn’t going to ruin my life-“

“Rarity!”

It was then that Rarity heard a familiar tone in her sister’s voice, and just the slightest rise in the center of her forehead, that signaled she had gone a little too far.

“Oh Sweetie Belle,” she said, scootching over to her sister. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.”

Instead of responding, Sweetie Belle got up, and casually moved over to a nearby window, looking sullenly at the brightly-lit castle outside.

Another awkward silence followed. This time, it was Rarity who broke it.

“I didn’t mean what I said, ‘like that,’” she replied. “What I was trying to say, had nothing to do with your…with you. Truth be told, I always wanted to have a voluptuous figure, but…I guess that wasn’t in the cards for me. When I found out about those pills I took a chance and…they helped me feel good about myself. I felt beautiful, and confident. I know it sounds ridiculous, but those pills helped me.”

A few moments went by, before Sweetie spoke up.

“Then why didn’t you share them with me?” She asked. “You saw how I was feeling during high school. Applebloom developed early, then Scootaloo, but…I couldn’t even fill out a B-cup bra. I told you plenty of times how I felt miserable being so…flat. Didn’t help that my older sister seemed so attractive…and not me.”

“Oh, darling,” said Rarity, moving over to the window, “don’t say things like that! You’re a beautiful filly with so much to offer Equestria.”

“Yeah, right,” sniffed Sweetie Belle, looking down at her chest. “You mean by having the biggest pair of-“

“Sweetie Belle, that is not what I meant,” snapped Rarity. “Now, I will admit we’ve had our ups-and-downs as sisters, but deep down, that has never changed the fact that I have been extremely proud with how you have turned out.”

“Really?” asked Sweetie Belle.

“Oh, very much so. You and your friends carved out a path for yourselves a long time ago. I may be the Element of Generosity, but you three found a way to extend friendship to others, and always tried to do your best. Why, remember when Twilight offered to give the three of you letters of recommendation to Canterlot Univerisity, and you all declined her offer? I almost thought you three were mad, but you all claimed you wanted to get in on your own merits…and it worked out!”

By now, Rarity had come up behind her sister, and place a hand on her shoulder. Looking at her sister’s face reflected in the window, she continued.

“Now, I know I can be a bit…stubborn about things. Celestia knows I was upset about having my secret exposed when you found those pills and took them. And…well, I won’t lie I have been feeling jealous about how you’ve grown in the last few months, but that doesn’t change the fact that deep down, we’re sisters, and being your sister, I will try to support you no matter what, even when you need new clothes. And, for your sake, I promise I will not let jealousy come between us again.”

As she finished speaking, Rarity watched as Sweetie Belle turned to look her in the eye.

“Do you Pinkie Promise?” smiled Sweetie Belle.

“Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye,” recited Rarity, before sticking a hand over her eye, and drawing it back only to see a dark smudge on her fingers. “Oh dear, now I’ll have to reapply my mascara.”

The reaction caused both sisters to give a chuckle, before they embraced, with some accomodations having to be made for Sweetie Belle’s accoutrements.

“Now I’m holding you to that promise,” said Sweetie.

A few moments later, the two sisters were in Rarity’s room, as she reapplied her makeup. Once she finished her application and checked herself out in the mirror, Rarity suddenly stood upright.

“Oh, I just had a wonderful idea!” she exclaimed, and opened a large chest, out of which she pulled a string of lavendar flowers.

In a matter of minutes, the flowers had been tucked around Sweetie Belle’s top in the front, hiding her bosomy overflow, as the two sister’s looked at the handiwork in a mirror.

“What do you think?” asked Rarity.

“Practically perfect, darling,” said Sweetie, mimicking her sister before they broke into another fit of giggles. “Oh, and speaking of perfect, I saw the bridal crown you made for Cadence and Shining Armor’s wedding last month in the castle’s collection. It still looks wonderful.”

“Oh yes, that was quite a delight but truly an ordeal,” said Rarity. “After Chrysalis destroyed the first one, I was glad the second one turned out so well. Not as ornate, but it did the job.”

“I had almost forgotten it was on display still, but Chrome didn’t believe my sister was the Element of Generosity, so-“

“Chrome?” asked Rarity. “Who is, Chrome?”

“Oh, he’s just a stallion I met a few months ago on campus. Me and the girls kinda, bumped into him on our first day back.”

“And, I am just now learning about this stallion in my sister’s life?” said Rarity, sitting down on her chair, and turning to her sister with hungry eyes.

“Rarity, I know where you’re going with this, but it’s not like that,” said Sweetie Belle, calmly. “Chrome, he’s just a stallion I’ve run into a few times. He’s really nice and in the Royal Guard Cadets. Trust me, there’s nothing going on between us.”

“Oh, very well,” huffed Rarity. “Still, if he is in the Cadets, that must mean he’s a strong and dependable stallion?”

“I…guess he’s strong,” said Sweetie, trying hard not to let her sister know that he had had his strong hands on her body several times already.

“Is he handsome?”

“He’s…kinda good-looking. I never really thought about him being handsome, I…I guess-“

Suddenly, there was a knock at the front door downstairs.

“I’ll get that,” said Sweetie, quickly getting up and carefully making her way down the stairs. Upon opening the front door, she found Applebloom and Scootaloo, dressed in warm coats.

“Whut’s taking you two so long?” asked Applebloom, before realizing what her friend was wearing, “Oh you look nice. Anyways, the Hearth’s Warming Eve pageant is set to start in 20 minutes. Rainbow Dash and Applejack are saving the seats fer all of us.”

“We, got into a little talk,” said Sweetie Belle. “‘Sister stuff,’ you know how it is. Look for good measure, if Rarity happens to ask about Chrome Shield during the party, please don’t tell her about the milking incidents, got it?”

“Of course we won’t,” said Scootaloo. “No way we’d mention that at a party like this.”

“Thanks, girls,” said Sweetie, giving each of them a hug. ”Give us five minutes, okay? Rarity! We’re in danger of being fashionably late!”

Seven minutes later, both of the sisters were fully prepped, and with a pair of stylish wraps over their exquisite wardrobes, were ready to go.

“Now remember,” said Sweetie Belle, before they headed out the door, “you Pinkie Promised to behave yourself.”

“Yes-yes, details, details,” sighed Rarity. “Honestly Sweetie Belle, I will do my very best to hold my tongue about…what we discussed.”

“Thank you,” smiled Sweetie.

“However, I intend to learn a little more about your friend Chrome, before the night is through.”

“Me and my big mouth,” sighed Sweetie Belle, before seeing her friends snickering, and shooting them a little stink-eye.

“What?” asked Appleblook and Scootaloo in unison.

As the group headed off for Twilight’s castle, a light snow began to fall over the town.

Author's Note

This was a chapter I had dawdled on for awhile. I just couldn’t figure out how to start it, but one evening, I found my groove.

I had been meaning for this chapter to be a sisterly talk one between Sweetie Belle and Rarity, giving some details about the pills Rarity had, and deal with some issues of sisterly jealousies and secrets.

I was surprised how quickly I had reached 1500 words as the conversation got underway. I probably could have written even more, but stuck to my word-count. Plus, this does take place right before the big Hearth’s Warming Eve festival, so not a lot of time for hours of conversation.

Still, I do like scenes where a story can stop and give us a little character insight.