On the other side of town, Sweetie Belle was sitting, bored, on the floor, watching her older sister rush around in a frenzy. Trails of ribbon and fabric followed her, each one surrounded in magic. The filly set her cheek against her hoof as Rarity cantered back and forth, peering into boxes and snipping ribbon.

"Sis, are you done yet?" said Sweetie finally. "I'm bored, and Applebloom and Scootaloo are probably waiting for me!"

"Sweetie, Mum and Dad said that you are to help me inside today!" replied Rarity, comparing two different colours of fabric against the mannequin she was working on. "And seeing as you would be nothing but a nuisance, I am asking you to sit there and be a good filly!"

Sweetie Belle snorted and trotted over to a lone box. She flopped over it, her mane hanging upside-down. Sweetie watched Rarity turn to her and smile slightly, before trotting over to her on the ceiling.

"You're on the ceiling, Rarity," remarked Sweetie Belle.

Rarity giggled at her sister's cuteness before surrounding Sweetie in magic and putting her the right way up. Sweetie made a pouty face at her sister, who smiled again.

"Come now, Sweetie," said Rarity coaxingly. "Why don't you sing for me to pass the time?"

Sweetie's eyes dilated. "No way! I don't wanna sing!"

"Yes, but you are quite good at it," countered Rarity. "Come now, it might make me work faster!"

Sweetie Belle frowned. "But I don't know what to sing!"

"Well, then, you can make it up as you go along," replied Rarity, turning back to her half-finished dress.

Sweetie Belle gulped. She pondered it quietly for a few minutes, until Rarity called out, "I'm waiting, Sweetie!"

Sighing, Sweetie Belle made up her mind and hopped off the empty wooden box. After a bit of thinking, she took a deep breath and began to sing:

"My name is Sweetie Belle,
And I like to play.
My sister's Rarity,
And she has to work all day.

I really wish I could help,
But I'll end up making mess.
So instead I crusade for my Mark,
Without rest!

Just an everyday unicorn,
A filly at school.
Just an everyday unicorn,
Who wishes she was cool.
Just an everyday unicorn,
With a bit of singing talent.
Just an everyday unicorn,
Keeping in the balance!

My name is Sweetie Belle,
I have two best friends.
Applebloom and Scootaloo,
Together till the end!

Applebloom's hardworking,
Scoot is pretty cool,
One earth pony, a pegasus,
And a unicorn too!

Just an everyday unicorn,
A filly at school.
Just an everyday unicorn,
Who wishes she was cool.
Just an everyday unicorn,
With a bit of singing talent.
Just an everyday unicorn,
Keeping in the balance!

But without my friends I'm at a loss for what to do.
I'd like to help you, Rarity, but I'll mess that up too.
What can I do, what things can I see?
What can I do, oh Rarity, please help me!

Just an everyday unicorn,
A filly at school.
Just an everyday unicorn,
Who wishes she was cool.
Just an everyday unicorn,
With a bit of singing talent.
Just an everyday unicorn,
Keeping in the balance!"

Sweetie Belle finished her song with a bow. Rarity was in a surprised silence at how amazing her sister sounded, and Sweetie herself was surprised at how thrilled she felt at singing.

Suddenly, Rarity's face split into a smile. She dropped the fabrics she was holding and embraced her sister in a hug. Sweetie Belle giggled and buried her face in Rarity's alabaster coat. The filly thought that Rarity would immediately push her away, but Rarity kept hugging her sister, who began to squirm.

"Rarity!" whined Sweetie Belle in mock annoyance. "Quit it!"

Rarity laughed and released Sweetie Belle. "I'm so sorry, dear, I just loved that song you - SWEETIE!"

"What?" exclaimed Sweetie Belle in surprise, curling her tail around herself in case she had done something wrong.

"Y-your flank!" stammered Rarity "LOOK at your FLANK!"

Sweetie Belle gasped. She immediately started circling herself, trying to get a good view of her flank. "DidIgetitdidIgetit?"

"Yes... yes you did! Oh, Sweetie Belle!"

And, yes, she had. She had done it. Sweetie Belle had earned her Cutie Mark. It was of a bell, a bell the same shade as the pink section of her mane and tail. It was topped with a perfect loveheart, and the inside of the bell was the same shade as the purple part of her mane. Sweetie Belle squealed in delight and bounced around excitedly. Rarity embraced her in another hug, and the two sisters cheered in delight.

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"Applebloom!"

"Sweetie Belle!"

"Scootaloo!"

The three fillies ran to meet each other on the outskirts of Everfree Forest. Each one was panting, and had a giant grin on their face.

"Guys, I got my Cutie Mark!" exclaimed each Crusader, in perfect unison. They looked, confused, at each other.

"You did, too?" they said together.

"Well, yeah, I did!" they chorused.

Then, they each shot each other an annoyed glance, and said at the same time, "Stop saying the same exact thing as me!"

They stopped, and looked at each other. Then, they all burst out laughing and reunited in a group hug. When they were done, they released each other. A split second later, the Cutie Mark Crusaders leapt into the air and started cheering madly, screaming and yelling and whooping and everything else.

Finally, about half an hour later of celebration, the Crusaders died down and beamed at each other. Applebloom was the first one to break the silence.

"So," she said, "let's see 'em, gals!"

Simultaneously, the fillies turned around and showed off their Cutie Marks. Each filly looked at the other two's Marks, amazed. Then they straightened and leaped into the air, whacking their hooves together.

"CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS CUTIE MARK GET!"