"Mine, mine, mine," Rarity chanted as she walked her boutique. Her horn was glowing with her magic as she went around: yanking outfits from the dolls, pulling the gems she had stored out of their drawers, grabbing her bolts of fabric as well as spools of thread and ribbon.

Pausing, she looked at her outfit. What had she been thinking, selling these things? These were works of art. Each of them were unique and one of a kind. Nopony could appreciate them. Not the way she did. They were gorgeous, fabulous, simply amazing. Only she and she alone could truly see that.

And the jewels. So shining and beautiful. How could she have possibly thought that using them in outfit was a good idea? It was nothing but a waste of valuable shiny things.

Still, she could not bring herself to pull them out. It would destroy the outfits. That was not something she wanted to do. Not after she had worked so hard to make them. Why she would sooner... would sooner...

Rarity turned to look back at her tail. There was... something about it. Something important. Something recent. What had it been? It was like she could almost remember, but something was keeping it from her.

Before she could think about it any more, something drew her attention to the boutique around her. A gasped escaped her as she realized a major problem: it was insufficiently defensible. A pony could simply walk in and take one of her precious valuables. She would have to fix that. Barricade the windows so that nopony could get through them. Maybe do something similar with one of the doors. No, with both doors. That way, there would no one in town could get in and take her stuff.

Except that she could not do that. Doing so would require her to go and get the necessary supplies to barricade the windows and doors. If she left, then a pony could break in and take her things. She could not leave them unprotected. Nor could she take them with her. If she did, everypony that she walked past would want them and try to take them from her. She would just have to stay here and make sure that her stuff was safe.

"Rarity?" a voice called out gently from the main room.

"Sweetie Belle," Rarity called back, with a smile as she ran to meet her sister. "You have no idea how glad I am to see you."

"Really?" Sweetie Belle asked, eyes wide. From what she had been told and the way Rarity could be some times, the was not what she was expecting.

"Yes," Rarity responded. "I need you to go down to the store and get a hammer, nails, and boards."

That was not what Sweetie Belle was expecting either.

"Why?"

"So they" -- she pointed a hoof toward the door -- "can't come in here and steal everything from me."

Taking a step back, Sweetie Belle stared at her sister. She looked odd. It was almost as if something had turned her completely gray. Even her magic. Numerous items were floating in the air around them, and it looked like it was gray instead of her usual baby blue.

"Okay," Sweetie Belle said slowly. "Anyway, I have something to give you."

"Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!" Rarity called out, running to her sister. Before Sweetie Belle could react, Rarity had found The Element of Generosity and pulled it out. A gasp escaped the unicorn as she looked at the necklace, clutching it to her.

"Oh, my dear precious," she whispered. "How I have missed you." She kissed it several times. "I promise you that we shall never be parted again." She kissed it again before finally putting it on. With it in place, she turned to look at herself in the mirrors.

Something about it seemed wrong. Rarity could not quite put her hoof on it, but there was something. It was as if it did not gleam as brightly as it normally did somehow. No. That could not be right. After all, it actually looked brighter than usual when compared to her coat. Still, it was so lovely, and was probably worth a small fortune. Although it would be worth far more if she were able to somehow get the complete set. Just imagine how envious everypony would be to find out that she had the entire set of The Elements of Harmony. She would just have to figure out how to get them from the others, and make sure that there was no possible way for another pony to take them.

"Not that," Sweetie Belle called out as she pulled out a piece of paper. "This." It was a drawing of Rarity that Sweetie Belle had made.

While Rarity went with her friends to the train station for Canterlot, Sweetie Belle had joined her friends at the library. None of them were certain what was going on, but they all agreed that whatever it was, the group of adults would be able to handle it. After the nachos, Sweetie Belle had decided to draw a picture of Rarity to celebrate her saving the day. Sweetie had even borrowed some of Spike's comic books to try and create a superhero style pose. Not being a very good artist, it was probably hard to tell, but she had tried.

Rarity took the picture from Sweetie Belle and looked at it. From what she could make out, it was supposed to be her, with one of her legs pointing out in front of her. There was some sort of purple circle around her, and above was what looked something similar to the necklace she was now wearing.

"What is it?" Rarity asked. "I mean, I can tell that's me and that's the element, but what's going on."

"It's you using your magic to save the day," Sweetie Belle answered. "Do you like it?"

Rarity bit her lip and turned her attention back to the picture. Like it? Like it? Why would her sister think that she could possibly like it? It was not worth any bits. There was nothing rare or valuable used in it. It was not a piece created by one of the great artist of history. It was just a basic, crude, crayon-colored drawing.

A drawing... made... by her sister... It had been drawn just for her. Sweetie Belle created it specifically for Rarity. Yet here she was, about to destroy it. And for what? Because it was not worth any sort of financial value? There were things in life more important than bits. That was why....

Why she had cut off her own tail to help. That was what she had forgotten about earlier, but now remembered. She had cut off her own tail to help sooth a serpent that was distraught over the loss of his mustache. Rarity had sacrificed it with almost no hesitation. She had given up something important to her because she knew it would make another feel better. Because there were more important things than what something meant in terms of bits.

"Using your magic to save the day," her sister had said. Except she had not saved the day, had she? Instead she had turned greedy, and selfish, thinking only about the value of material goods and keeping them all for herself. She had even abandoned her friends after accusing them of trying to steal from her.

Sweetie Belle watched curiously. Before her very eyes, the jewel for Rarity's Element started to glow. As it faded, Sweetie could see her sister's coat returning to its normal color -- starting around the necklace and spreading out over her entire body until even reaching her mane and tail. As it reached her horn, even Rarity's magic changed. It once more took on its normal blue before it disappeared, dropping everything around them.

"Rarity?" Sweetie Belle asked. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," Rarity whispered. She turned to Sweetie Belle and pulled her into a hug, holding the younger pony close. Tears ran down her cheeks, smearing her mascara. Gently, she kissed her sister on the forehead.

"Thank you, Sweetie Belle. It's the most wonderful gift I've gotten in a long time."

Sweetie Belle smiled and returned the hug. She was so glad that it had worked. A part of her was worried that she would never get her sister back.

Unfortunately, the moment was ruined when the windows exploded in a loud boom and flash of rainbow colored light.

Author's Notes:

Just a small note to say that no, the rainboom will not be in appearing in each of the chapters where the others are restored. It was in this one and will be in the Pinkie Pie chapter since they are in Ponyville proper, which means they are most certainly in the blast radius.