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Sisterhooves Social

[birds chirping]

Rarity: [mumbling in sleep] Oh... Are those sweet... carrot... pancakes I smell? [gasp] Mmm, how divine, num num num num. The aroma... spiced warm apple cider. [sniff] Ahh, and, the smell of... smoke... smoke? Smoke?! SMOO— AAH!

[fire siren, crashing, yelps]

Sweetie Belle: Rarity! Rrgh, you ruined the surprise! I was gonna serve you breakfast in bed!

Rarity: [sigh] [inhales]

Hondo Flanks: Well! G'mornin', Rarity!

Rarity: Father! Mother!

Hondo Flanks: I'll have you know that Sweetie Belle here cooked this yummy lookin' breakfast all on her own.

Rarity: I... figured. [sniffs] I didn't know you could burn juice.

Cookie Crumbles: I've been giving her lessons. I wouldn't be surprised if she's got a cutie mark in fancy cooking by the time we get back from our vacation.

Rarity: Vacation? Is that this week? As in 'starting this very instant' this week?! Uurh. Let me guess: apple sauce?

Sweetie Belle: Nope. Toast! We're gonna have the bestest time two sisters could ever have! I'm gonna go grab my stuff from Dad's wagon.

Rarity: So, now, when you say 'a week'... is that, um, seven whole days?

Cookie Crumbles: And six nights, I know! Such a short time to spend with your little sis.

Hondo Flanks: You gonna eat that?

Rarity: But I've got such a long to-do list. Oh well, I suppose 'spend time with your sister' will just have to be added to the list.

[crash]

Sweetie Belle: Just a few necessities.

[horn honks]

Rarity: Now, let's get that kitchen all cleaned up.

Sweetie Belle: Cleaned up? But we haven't even eaten yet.

Rarity: Well now, Sweetie Belle, I appreciate the gesture, but we simply can't eat this breakfast; it's burnt.

Sweetie Belle: It's not that burnt.

Rarity: Never fear, my dear, I'll get a proper breakfast going. [hums]

Sweetie Belle: Can I help?

Rarity: Oh, er, of course, er, in one moment, Sweetie Belle. Let me just get things started.

Sweetie Belle: Rarity! I thought you said I was gonna help!

Rarity: You are! You... can... put the garnish on the plates.

Sweetie Belle: You mean this parsley?

Rarity: Okay, now, easy! It has to be just right! No need to rush. No! That's too slow. Careful! Back up! Looking for perfection here...

Sweetie Belle: Whoa, whoa!

[crash]

Rarity: Not... bad. [gasp] There are some things I must attend to. Can you take the dirty towels to the laundry room?

Sweetie Belle: No problem, I'll make myself useful!

Rarity: Sweetie Belle!

Sweetie Belle: I told you I'd make myself useful. Surprised?

Rarity: Am I? You washed my incredibly expensive one-of-a-kind designer crocheted wool sweater! Do you know how hard these things are to come by?

Sweetie Belle: What's the big deal?