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Rarity and Sweetie Belle have an argument.
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"Rarity: Well, sweet Sweetie Belle
I know, I broke my promises so…
No sister date. Because frankly, my dear, I’m exhausted from my work
I must go to the spa. Come with me…
Sweetie Belle: — You’re such a jerk!
R: Go with me ’til it’s over
Though, don’t get any closer
I must faint upon a sofa
And breathe in a deep aroma
SB: But it’s not fair, it’s always another spa or a cafe
We do what you want to do
Where’s the fun? Like dancing? or rollerskating? or games?
I just want to play with you
R: Discos and rollercoasters have quite an unpleasant odour
SB: You, you treat me like a fool
A foal with wool on her eyes
It’s obvious that the industry works you raw and you get used
I care for you too much to watch you take this abuse
But then your excuse, is...
“Go with me ’til it’s over”
“No, don’t come any closer”
“My tantrums are supernova”
“And frankly, I’m too hungover”
R: But it’s so hard, I’ve worked every day to get where I am
I just don’t get out a lot
Please don’t make me choose between my career and you
I’ll take you to Canterlot
SB: No, don’t be such a poseur. Come back to me when you’re sober
R: I understand if you feel I’ve been neglectful
When I need an escape from the hours
And the clients and the deadlines
I’ve seen you oh so gradually drift away from me
Avoid my eyes and pretend that it’s okay
But you don’t know the dread I feel
When you won’t even say my name ~
I’m Rarity! But you’re right. You’re right. I feel so ashamed
Go with me ’til it’s over
You’re young, and you’re so precocious
You don’t need me being hopelessly
Distant and out of focus
SB: But it’s not true, you fill me with inspiration and pride
I really look up to you
Quit that job and show the world who are at heart
If that’s what you want to do
R: Oh, sister, you just know what to say
When I feel atrocious
I love you, I’m coming closer
To hug you, like we're supposed to."
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