Author's Notes:

idk, honestly i think i might've burnt myself out a little bit. haven't really been working on any stories for the past couple days.

Rarity threw open the door. "SWEETIE!" the mare screeched, "WHAT THE BUCK DID YOU DO TO THE KITCHEN?!"

Ignoring the door that was now clear on the other side of the room, Sweetie Belle returned a long, silent glare.

The kitchen crackled below them.

"...Sweetie?" Rarity began again. "Sweaty, I--"

The floor began to rumble as it was revealed that it was not, in fact, Sweetie Belle that'd been in that room.

It was Sweetie Giraffe.