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// Chapter 6 
// Story: Sweetie Belle's Big Sister 
// by The Infinity Doctor 
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She peeked around the corner, watching for any sign of the purple horse. She chastised herself for leaving the Sisters behind, growling at her own stupidity as she cautiously walked the hall. She heard the thrum of voices, they were close by the sound of it.

"What coulda made her run off?" came the voice of the smaller Sister.
"I don't know" the larger Sister replied.

Her heart leapt into her throat- she waited for the voice of the purple horse to come, it didn't. She teleported, appearing before them.

"Mrs. N!" small Sister cried, both in surprise and happiness "Where've you been?"
"NoT- LiIke pUrPle"
"Twilight? Why do you not like her?" Big asked.

She pointed to her stomach.

"Your belly?" Small said, one ear up.
"I do believe she means the slug, Sweetie- correct?"
She nodded.
"Why? Don't you want that thing out?"

She shook her head feverishly, displaying her dislike of the very idea.

"Why?"
"I...dEAd"
"What?"
"Need" she said.
"Do you mean- do you mean to tell me, you can't survive without that...that slug...inside you?" Big said, her mouth curving into one of horror.

She nodded, smiling.

"Well...are you absolutely sure?"
She nodded again, this time rolling her eyes.

Both Sisters were at a loss for words, looking up at her in silence.

"What're we gonna tell Twilight?" Small asked.
'Good question' she thought.

"Rarity?" Purple's voice called "Sweetie? Have you found her?"
She took a defensive position, and knelt down to grab the Sisters.
"N? What are you-"

She didn't finish, as the three disappeared in a flash, vanishing from the boutique.





"-and then they disappeared" Twilight said.
She glanced up, looks of surprise painted on the four ponies' faces.

"So...y'all don't have any idea where they are?" Applejack asked.
"...no..."
"Um...have you tried...a tracking spell?" Fluttershy squeaked.
"I've tried every one I know, but something's interfering with it, I can't sense them anywhere..."
"See? I knew this thing would cause trouble!" Dash said, stomping a hoof "We should've thrown that thing out when we had the chance!" 
"How exactly would we a' done that? You saw how protective that thing was a' Sweetie- if we kicked her out, ah think she woulda jus' kept on comin' back"
"I suppose...what's wrong Pinkie?" Twilight said, noticing the pink mare's spasms.
"Twitchytwitchytwitchy" she said, finishing "that was a doozy"
"What does that mean?" Dash asked.
"I don't know!" she grinned "Somepony's scared- ooh! And something big is gonna happen!"
"Then we need to find them, quick!" Rainbow said "How can we find them?"
"I have no idea...how about we start at the boutique, and go from there?"
"Sounds like a plan!" Dash said, flaring her wings and zipping out of the library. 





"Really, darling- the Everfree?" Rarity sighed, glancing around at the dark forest surrounding them.
The biped seemed to shy away, as if she were a foal who'd been caught with her hoof caught in the cookie jar.

"Sor...SoRRy- PAnIc" she said.
"Where are we, anyway?" Sweetie asked "Besides the forest, I mean"
"I don't know, dear" Rarity said "but I do believe we're not too far from the border"
"Can we go, then?" Sweetie said "This place is giving me the creeps"
"An excellent idea"

With that, the two unicorns began their walk, the biped following.
Said biped stopped, the two unicorns continuing their walk, oblivious to what she was doing. She growled as her glowing eyes scanned the bushes, searching for any sign of danger.

She found none, and began following the sisters once more, keeping her guard up just in case.





Unbeknownst to the trio, a pair of ponies were watching them from the saftey of the forest's shadows. 

"Do you think we should tell them?" the mare asked, watching the trio tromp through a patch of blue flowers.
"Will that change anything?" the stallion replied, wiping some sweat from his light-blue coat.
"It might offer them some comfort" 
"At least that's something we can agree on..."
"Well, here we go, do you think they'll make it?"
"I'd certainly hope so" 

"It does seem like a dreadful place to die"