"SWEETIE BELLE!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"What's with the screaming, sis? Don't you know that I'm trying to do Ms Cheerilee's humongous pile of homework?" Sweetie Belle replied, annoyed.

"But Sweet-"

"No sis! Remember what I said. MS CHEERILEE GAVE ME A HUMONGOUS PILE OF HOMEWORK AND I MUST COMPLETE IT BY FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!" Sweetie Belle bellowed at Rarity.

Which Friday? This or next? Rarity was about to ask, when she remember the conflicts she had with Sweetie. Maybe not ask and keep my mouth shut, she thought.

Rarity shut her mouth and stared at the three dead ponies from the main 6 on the floor. She felt gushes of nausea and she regretted carrying them over to the Carousel Boutique to make them funeral dresses. She did not manage to make them just before the funerals as she was too busy fufilling orders for other ponies' funeral dresses, as the Yellow Disease wiped out almost half of Equestria. Unfortunately, they looked perfect from the outside, but their insides are rotting at an alarming rate, which is a confirming symptom of the Yellow Disease. The stench from the rotting flesh kept invading Rarity's nose, and she retreated. A few minutes later, Rarity carried them out of her house with a mask on.

But she never knew the power of the spreading disease. She got contaminated by the virus which can invade a pony's body just by a slight touch. Emotional difficulties work too. She turned yellow and......

"NOOOOOOOO! RARITY!!!!!!! WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!" Sweetie Belle screamed at Rarity a week later. "I should have helped her that day...." she thought, her ears drooping.

"Funerals are like Pinkie's parties these days," Scootaloo sighed,"anypony got an idea on how to slow it down?"

The Crusaders looked at each other. They don't have one now but they sure do have one in the future....

Sweetie Belle broke the silence. "Anyway, why can't Rarity just levitate those ponies that contaminated her out. She can use her horn anyway." She had smelt the stench and thus covered her nose and mouth with a mask on that day when Rarity forgot to use her horn, thus resulting in death.

Author's Note

Okay, I know you gugs might be a little bored now, since the stories are so short and straightforward. But soon, better stories will come from me.