Pancakes and a dead weasel ( Edited)
"Rarity."
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"Rarity."
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"RARITY!!!" The little filly shrieked.
"Aaaaaaah!!!" Rarity screamed as she fell out of bed. "Sweetie Belle, what is the meaning of this?! You know that I had a long day yesterday, I need as much beauty sleep as I can get." The fashionista scolded; her words dripping with venom.
"I´m sorry, sis. I´m just really hungry, and the last time I made breakfast, I almost burnt down the house." Sweetie Belle redeemed.
"Fine." Rarity groaned. "So what do you want to eat?"
"Pancakes!"
smoke
"Pancakes?"
"Yes, pancakes..." Sweetie Belle pouted.
"Alright, pancakes it is then."
The two walked down the stairs and into the clean white kitchen. Rarity´s horn began to glow a bright yellow, and the kitchen cabinets opened up and two dishes with two pairs of silverware levitated onto the table.
"So Sweetie, what flavor would you like to have?"
"Pancake flavor."
"So... normal pancakes then."
Sweetie Belle smiled and shook her head in approval.
"Oh Sweetie Belle, before I forget can you be a dear and feed Opal? "
She gulped. "S-sure t-thing R-Rarity." Sweetie Belle stuttered with miserable doubt in her heart.
The little filly walked out to the living room with a bowl of premium catnip that was imported from some foreign county that the young filly had never heard of. Sweetie Belle peered over at the lair of the beast; Opal's scratching-post/house. The air smelled of fancy cat shampoo. "The smell of evil...!" she said under her breath. The small filly puffed her chest out, "For the pancakes."
The sound of hissing struck fear in her heart. She gulped. "Here Opal, Opal, Opal, auntie Sweetie Belle has some b-breaky for you." Sweetie Belle moved her hoof to push the dish over. Inch by inch, she moved the dish closer to the dead zone. She was suddenly struck by a mighty white paw that belonged to the feline.
"Ouch! That hurt, you stupid mean cat!" she snapped. She stuck her hoof in her mouth and began to suck on it to alleviate the pain.
Opal hissed at her and began to poke and nibble at her meal.
"Why my sister keeps you around is beyond me." Sweetie Belle retorted, venom seeping through every word. Just then, Opal, the temperamental, fat, white feline arched its back gesturing as if to attack. "Aaaaaaah!!!" Sweetie Belle screamed as she ran back to the kitchen.
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"Ah. Sweetie Belle, did you feed little Opal Wopal for me?"
"Yay. I fed snopal." Sweetie Belle answered sarcastically. Rarity returned the comment with a disapproving look.
"Rarity, is the food almost done?"
"Yes, but be sure to wash up first."
"Okay." Sweetie Belle grumbled. She walked over to the sink and began to wash her hooves.
"Done! Can we please eat now? I´m starving." Sweetie Belle whined.
"Of course, Sweetie." Rarity smiled as she served her and her little sister their meal.
"Mmmm! It looks yummy..." the white filly said as she began to salivate due to the aroma.
"Sweetie Belle!" Rarity prodded with a concerned look on her face. Snapping the filly out of her trance, then causing her to chuckle out of pure embarrassment.
"Sorry." the filly said sheepishly while she looked down hoping she could disappear.
"It´s okay, let's eat."
"Yeah." Sweetie Belle roused as she put two pancakes on her plate and smothered it with maple syrup. Then took a bite. Sweetie Belle shivered with delight as she began to chew the fluffy Jakes.
"Are the pancakes good Sweetie?"
Sweetie Belle nodded with her mouth full.
"Oh. Pardon me. I will be back, I have to use the bathroom." Rarity said. She then went up stairs. Sweetie Belle paid no mind to her sister, she had better things to do. Like eating pancakes. Sweetie Belle was unaware of the sound of bells echoing throughout the house. Sweetie Belle looked up to see the white terror sit right in front of her.
Opal hissed causing the young filly to flail about and fall out of her chair. If she didn't know better she could have sworn that she heard the cat snickering. She returned the act with a scowl. Opal smirked as she put her paw over Sweetie´s meal. Sweetie Belle´s eyes went wider.
"Please don't!" she pleaded. But her please fell on deaf ears as Opal smooshed the breakfast with her paw.
Sweetie Belle began to cry as her corner stone of the day was ripped from her grasp in seconds.
"Why?" she sobbed, "Why, would you do this?" Opal just hopped off the table and swaggered derisively as she slipped away.
Rarity walked into the kitchen. "I see that you're done. Say, Sweetie Belle. Would you like to go to Sweet Apple Acres with me? I have to drop off a hat for AppleJack."
Sweetie Belle rose from her pout. A visit to her friends' house is just what she needed to cheer her up.
"Yeah!" she chirped.
Her older sister smiled. "We just need to clean up first".
"Okay then." Sweetie Belle chirped again the same way while she levitated the dishes in the sink.
"Sweetie, I´ll do the washing. Just mop up that syrup on the floor" Rarity instructed.
"Okay, sis." Sweetie Belle said as she got the mop out of the closet and the pail from under the sink. And she proceeded to fill the bucket up with soap and water.
Are You smoking yet?
As Sweetie Belle began to clean the floor she noticed a certain white cat napping right there on the floor in her path. She the stuck the mop of justice in the soapy bucket and slammed the end of the mop on the ground causing it to spray Opal with water.
The water rattled the the cat and made her scamper out the room. Sweetie Belle stood victorious. She was enjoying her glorious win until her sister interrupted her.
"Sweetie Belle, are you ready to head out?" her older sister asked.
Sweetie Belle nodded, she then put the cleaning supplies away. She followed her sister to the front door. Her sister opened the door, so they can begin their journey. As they walked out the door, they were stopped by a man wearing a black cloak with red clouds on it. They were face to faces with Itachi.
THE END
