Sisterhooves Social/Transcript

< Sisterhooves Social

Rarity: [talking in her sleep] Oh... Are those sweet... carrot... pancakes I smell? Mmm, how divine. Nom nom nom nom. The aroma... spiced warm apple cider. [sniffs] And, the smell of... smoke... smoke? Smoke?! [screams and tumbles downstairs]
Sweetie Belle: Rarity! [growls] You ruined the surprise! I was going to serve you breakfast in bed!
Rarity: sighs
[ theme ]
Rarity: [sharply inhales]
Rarity's Father: Well! Good mornin', Rarity!
Rarity: Father! Mother!
Rarity's Father: I'll have you know that Sweetie Belle here cooked this yummy lookin' breakfast all on her own.
Rarity: I- figured. I didn't know you could burn juice.
Rarity's Mother: 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?!
[Sweetie Belle places a bowl of boiling, black liquid on the table]
Rarity: Hnngh. 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, uh, *clears throat* seven whole days?
Rarity's Mother: And six nights! I know, such a short time to spend with your little sis.
Rarity's Father: You gonna eat that? [indicating a plate of what could be considered burned orange wedges; Rarity pushes it to him]
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.
[Rarity is startled by the sound of Sweetie Belle dropping luggage amounting to what could possibly be everything she owns]
Sweetie Belle: Just a few necessities.
[Rarity's parents roll away in their wagon, which is drawn by another pony]
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.
Sweetie Belle: Can I help?
Rarity: Oh, er, of course, uh, in one moment, Sweetie Belle. Let me just get things started.
[Rarity proceeds to do everything, from grabbing ingredients to preparations]
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 gives an enthusiastic nod]
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: [she begins rocking the table] Whoa... whoa!
[and knocks everything into the air, which crashes back down neatly on the floor, garnish falling in place]
Rarity: Not... bad.
Rarity: [as she's finishing her cleaning of the kitchen, Rarity notices the clock strike two and gasps] 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: [walking outside] Sweetie Belle!
[Sweetie Belle has washed everything in the laundry room]
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?
Rarity: The big deal is that in the heat of the sun, wool- [the sweater instantly contracts] shrinks...
Sweetie Belle: Oh. Sorry.
Rarity: [facial contortions before turning to face Sweetie Belle with a forced smile] Well. Back to work. I must create.
[Rarity steps in a big bucket of water]
Sweetie Belle: Sorry?
Rarity: Stay out of trouble, OK? Please?
Sweetie Belle: I just want to do something nice for my sister...
Sweetie Belle: Uuughh! I'm so bored! When is Rarity going to finish her work?
[Sweetie Belle recalls Rarity's imperative to stay out of trouble]
Sweetie Belle: [notices a stack of colored paper and crayons Rarity has left on a table] I never got in trouble for drawing. [draws a bit with a crayon] Hmmm. This needs something.
[showing Rarity her drawing using some of the agglutinated paper squares and the entirety of Rarity's sapphires]
Sweetie Belle: Hi Rarity! I made a special drawing for you.
Rarity: [screams] Oh, no! Did you use these gems?!
Sweetie Belle: Well, yes, but I know you have more in your work room...
Rarity: But, but these are extremely rare, baby blue sapphires! I need them for an outfit for an extremely important client!
Sweetie Belle: Oh. Sorry.
Rarity: [sighs] Sweetie Belle, what am I going to do with you?
Sweetie Belle: Oh, we could paint together, we could ride bikes, play chess, sing a song, catch frogs, pillow fight-
Rarity: That's not what I meant!
Sweetie Belle: Oh.
Rarity: Now I have to go and find some more of these gems!
Sweetie Belle: I'll go with you and help!
Rarity: No! [Sweetie Belle's expression becomes dour] No, thank you. You can help by picking up these papers and stacking them neatly. Put the pens and pencils back exactly where you found them, and please find something to do that doesn't create a large mess for me to clean up.
Sweetie Belle: Geez Louise, can't I do anything right?
[Sweetie Belle finds Rarity's "inspiration room"]
Rarity: Sweetie Belle! I'm back! Sweetie Belle? [gasps]
Sweetie Belle: Surpriiiise!
Rarity: My, ee-, eh... My inspiration room! What did you do? What did you do?!
Sweetie Belle: When I saw the big mess in your room, I thought I'd clean it up for you.
Rarity: This wasn't a mess! It was organized chaos! I was just about finished planning my new fashion line, and- and you, you, you went and, and you, and you put everything away!
Sweetie Belle: But every time I make a mess, you get upset!
Rarity: But this was my mess! In my house! And now I have to start from scratch!
Sweetie Belle: But I- I thought it would make you happy!
Rarity: Happy?! Happy?! I- [facial contortions] I just need some time alone.
[Sweetie Belle slithers out and goes for a walk through town]
Apple Bloom: [spits out a flyer] How's the sleepover at Rarity's goin'?
Sweetie Belle: [as Rarity] Why, it's smashing!
Apple Bloom: Huh?
Sweetie Belle: I just wish we could do something special together that didn't include me goofing anything up.
Apple Bloom: The Sisterhooves Social! Applejack and I do it every year! You and Rarity can compete against other sister teams in all these neat events!
Sweetie Belle: That sounds like the perfect way for us to hang out! Rarity will think it's an excellent idea!
[Sweetie Belle presents a flyer to Rarity back at Carousel Boutique]
Rarity: What a ridiculous idea! A contest at Sweet Apple Acres? It doesn't sound- very... clean.
Sweetie Belle: So what, now you're back to hating messes?
Rarity: Sweetie Belle, watch your tone! I am still your big sister.
Sweetie Belle: Right! And any sister who cares about her sister goes!
Rarity: Sweetie Belle! Honestly! Playing silly little games in the dirt is just... uncouth! With or without a sister.
Sweetie Belle: Well, then! Maybe, maybe I'll try the Sisterhooves Social without a sister! In fact, I think I'll try the rest of my life without a sister!
Rarity: [gasping] Oh, I'm the one who's ruining your life, Really?! Have you looked around this place? I'm the one who'd be better off with no sister!
Sweetie Belle: Well, it looks like we finally agree on something. Neither of us needs a sister!
Rarity: Deal!
Sweetie Belle: Deal! Goodbye, un-sister!
[Sweetie Belle storms out]
Rarity: [turning red] Hmph!
Applejack: "Uncouth"? She said the Sisterhooves Social was "uncouth"?
Apple Bloom: Yeah! Uncouth? [belches loudly] Wait. What's uncouth?
Sweetie Belle: It's not just the social, She thinks I'm uncouth.
Applejack: Honey, Rarity thinks everything's uncouth.
Apple Bloom: [with a full mouth] What's uncouth?
Applejack: It means uncivil. You know, bad mannered?
Apple Bloom: [belches more loudly]
Applejack: Exactly! Sweetie Belle, just give Rarity some time. She'll come around; sisters always do.
Sweetie Belle: Not sisters like Rarity.
Applejack: Come on, now. Apple Bloom and I got some chores to finish up on. Maybe you can help!
Sweetie Belle: You sure you want me to help? I just mess everything up!
Applejack: Oh, come on, that's just stinkin' thinkin'. Watch!
[Applejack and Apple Bloom laughing as they make of game of picking up rotting apples from around the orchard]
Applejack: Good catch there, Apple Bloom! Woo!
Sweetie Belle: This is a chore?
Applejack: Since we can't sell the bruised apples, we gotta collect them all for the pigs to eat.
Apple Bloom: It's a lot of work so we make a game of it. Wanna try?
Sweetie Belle: Uh, OK!
[Applejack kicks an apple her way which gets impaled upon her horn]
Sweetie Belle: Ow! You're right, it is hard work.
Apple Bloom: That's why we do it
Applejack & Apple Bloom: together!
Sweetie Belle: Huh. Rarity never wants to do chores together.
Rarity: Ugh! All that work ruined thanks to Sweetie Belle. Oh, my. It's usually a big mess in here. [sharply inhales] Idea! This. Is. Genius! I shall call it, "full-spectrum fashions!" If Sweetie Belle hadn't- [clears her throat] No matter. She still shouldn't have touched my things without permission.
Applejack: Apple Bloom! You're up!
Sweetie Belle: You're making... grape juice? Rarity would call the fashion police on me if I got grape juice anywhere near her precious outfits.
Apple Bloom: Well, that's silly!
Applejack: Apple Bloom...
Sweetie Belle: Please Applejack, she didn't me-
Apple Bloom: Whoa! [laughing]
Applejack: How'd you like them grapes, ya little whippersnapper!
Apple Bloom: That tickles! [laughs]
Rarity: Now to get these fabrics washed for my fabulous new line. Oh, my favourite sweater... I just can't believe that Sweetie Belle!
[Rarity steps on Opalescence's tail]
Opalescence: [hisses]
[Rarity puts the sweater on Opal]
Rarity: Oh Opal-wopal! It's as if Sweetie Belle knew the sweater was perfect for you. And Sweetie Belle should consider herself perfectly lucky that this thoughtless mishap turned out alright. Hm.
[Applejack and Apple Bloom are now herding sheep]
Applejack: Apple Bloom!
Apple Bloom: Got it, sis!
Sweetie Belle: Wow. It's as if they were just one pony.
Applejack & Apple Bloom: Yee-haw! [high-hoof]
Applejack: Way to corral some critters, sis!
Sheep: You coulda' just asked.
Sweetie Belle: Rarity never high-hoofs me.
Rarity: Perfect! Just one more and this ensemble is fini! Grrr, Sweetie Belle! Where's her silly little arts and crafts project? Oh, Sweetie Belle! My one and only sister! What have I done?! All the time I could have spent with you was wasted complaining and wishing you were gone! [cries] Woe is me!
No! I must get her back! I must! Celestia as my witness, I shall never be sisterless again!
Later that night at a camp fire Rarity finds her sister, Apple Bloom, and Applejack roastins marshmallows ~
Rarity: Sweetie Belle! Oh, I have been galloping all over looking for you. I-
Sweetie Belle: Oh hello, un-sister. What are you doing here? Better be careful. You might get some dust on you.
Rarity: Oh, Sweetie Belle, I want to apologize. I am not better off without a sister.
Sweetie Belle: I'm not better off without a sister either. Spending the day with Applejack and Apple Bloom made me realize that.
Rarity: Oh, Sweetie, you don't know how happy I am to hear-
Sweetie Belle: And that's why I'm adopting Applejack as my big sister!
Rarity: What?!
[Sweetie Belle clings to Applejack's leg]
Applejack: What?!
Apple Bloom: What?!
Sweetie Belle: A sister is someone who loves and takes care of another sister. Applejack is a real sister.
Applejack: Heh. Hold on, Sweetie Belle. Don't get ahead of yourself here.
Apple Bloom: Besides, she's my big sister!
Applejack: Yeah, um...
Sweetie Belle: Or she should be your sister, so she could teach you what a good sister is supposed to be!
Applejack: Um. Actually, I-
Rarity: I- I don't need lessons on being a good sister! I- I promise! Listen! I'll show you how to cook my favourite quiche! Or, or I'll show you the proper way to beautify your mane! Won't that be fun? Hm?
Sweetie Belle: Hm! You want me to go home with you, so we can do what you wanna do?
Rarity: Uh... yes?
Sweetie Belle: Just forget it!
Apple Bloom: [asking Applejack] We're still sisters, right? [Applejack nods]
Rarity: Well that apology went swimmingly. Applejack, why do you have to be so good and make me look so bad?
Applejack: Oh, Rarity. Once again you're thinkin' about yourself. Bein' sisters is a give and take. You've been doin' a whole lotta takin', but you haven't been doin' a whole lotta givin'.
Rarity: But of course I give! I give lessons. Reasonable demands.
Applejack: But ya never give in. Bein' sisters is like... apple pie. You can have amazin' apples, and you can have a wonderfully crispy crust, but only together you can have a perfect apple pie.
Rarity: ...but apart, all we are is just a pile of mush and some crumbly dry mess... I know what I need to do! I just hope it isn't too late!
Sweetie Belle: ...Well, I guess it's a good thing Rarity isn't here. Do I see "uncouth" written all over this contest?
Apple Bloom: Look at the size of that pig!
Applejack: He sure is a cutie.
Sweetie Belle: That's the last word Rarity would use. [as Rarity] Oh my, what a repulsive monstrosity! This thing needs a head to toe makeover!
Applejack: It's almost time!
Sweetie Belle: Well, you two have fun... sure wish I had a sister to run the race with.
[they put a bandana and hat on Sweetie Belle]
Sweetie Belle: Huh?
Apple Bloom: You do now!
Applejack: A.B. and I figured since we do this every year...
Apple Bloom: I'd let you borrow my sis so you can give it a try!
Applejack: Sister for a day.
Sweetie Belle: No way!
Apple Bloom: One. Day... One. Day.
Granny Smith: Is this thing on? [addressing Big Mac, who is standing next to her] I don't think this thing is on. [back in the megaphone, which is facing backwards] Hello! [Big Mac whispers inaudibly to her] What's the...? Eh? You have to say so. Confangled, modern dohickey! Now, the event you've all been waitin' fer! The Sister Soci- The Socialhooves... Oh, dagnabbit! You know, the big race! We have five teams this year fer the event! So all y'all head on out to the finish line, hear? [Big Mac whispers again] The start line! [at Big Mac] That's what I said.
Sweetie Belle: That's us.
Apple Bloom: One. Day. Good luck!
Granny Smith: And may the best sisters win! On your marks... get set... Gooooo!
[Applejack falls in the first mud pit]
Sweetie Belle: You OK, Applejack?
[she nods and they continue]
Sweetie Belle: [while attempting to climb a stack of crates] Applejack, help!
Sweetie Belle: [after mashing grapes for a jar of juice] You can do it, sister!
[they dive for the finish line at the same time as another pair of sisters, but fall a few inches short]
Apple Bloom: Oh, so close! You almost won!
Sweetie Belle: Thank you, Applejack! You were amazing! I don't even care that we didn't win. That was so much fun! [after knocking off "Applejack's" hat, revealing a white horn] Huh? [wipes the mud from her cutie mark] Rarity?! Wait, where's Applejack?
Applejack: [gasping for air as she pulls herself from the mud pit]
Sweetie Belle: I don't get it.
Applejack: Heh heh. We switched places over at the very first mudhole.
Sweetie Belle: So, we did the whole competition... together?
Rarity: That we did, little sister! Well, except for the start line.
Apple Bloom: But you finished... together!
Sweetie Belle: You mean... you were all in on it?
Applejack, Apple Bloom, &Rarity: nodding - Mm-hmm.
Sweetie Belle: You did this for me?
Rarity: Us. I did it for us. You see? We are apple pie!
Sweetie Belle: Huh?
Rarity: I'll explain later. For now, I think we deserve a celebration!
Applejack, Apple Bloom & Sweetie Belle: Yeah!
Sweetie Belle: Where?
Rarity: The spa, of course.
Applejack, Apple Bloom, & Sweetie Belle: laughing
Sweetie Belle: Oh, Rarity.
Applejack: Ah, Gee whiz!
Rarity: No, I- I- I'm serious.
Back in the boutique after a trip to the spa, Spike sits on the floor, quill and parchment in claw, waiting to pen a letter to Princess Celestia ~
Rarity: Very well then, what shall we write to the Princess?
Sweetie Belle: I'll start: Having a sister is just about the bestest thing in the world. But it sure isn't the easiest.
Rarity: I agree that being sisters is a wonderful thing, but it takes teamwork. Sometimes, it's about compromising. Sometimes, it's about accepting each others' differences. But mostly, it's about having fun together! Even if it means getting your hooves a little bit dirty.
Sweetie Belle: A lot dirty.
Rarity: A little bit dirty.
Sweetie Belle: A lot dirty.
Rarity: A little bit dirty!
Sweetie Belle: A lo-
Spike: Pushing them apart - Hold it, hold it! How about, "A medium amount of dirty; not too little, not too much, just right?"
Rarity & Sweetie Belle: Deal!
[birds sing as the view pulls away from Carousel Boutique]

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