At Carousel boutique rarity begins making foal clothes for her and her friends. She still has morning sickness so she try not to get any barf on the fabric. Spike brought his wife her materials.

“AHA…here you go rarity….more fabric” spike spoke in a heap of breath from the large pile of rolled fabric.

“Thank you spikey-wickey.” Rarity was sitting by the sewing machine with a bucket next to her in case she puked

“Does you have to make this cloths for the others? We don’t even know if our foal is a pony, dargon or a hybrid.”

Rarity barf in the bucket and rub her tummy. “Well I needed something to do to keep my mind on…” she whisper though her hand “you know what.” She looked at the supply spike bring “Oh no, spikey not these” said rarity point to the other room. “The blue ones, please”

“Uhhhhggg”

Sweetie Belle return home from her parents’ house with her baby gift for sis. Sweetie is about 15-16 now and she and her friends (Apple Bloom and Scootalo) have been help blank flanks with their cutie mark around equestrian. Her hair is a bit spiky and longer.

“Hey Sweetie, what’s with the boxes?” asked spike

“I wanted to give sis something for your foal and my further nephew/niece and since she’s making clothes for the other, I thought I give her some of my old baby clothes.”

“That’s a generous idea sweetie. Rarity would be please.”

She joked “well what can I said. My sister is the element of generosity. I’ll go get the wrapping stuff” When to get the wrapping paper and tape from the closet as spike spent rarity her supply. “And I have to get rarity her supplies and finished my gift.”

Opal enter the room and notice a string from one of the foal clothes and start playing with it. The box tipped over and the white Persian begins to tear and rumple up the clothes. Sweetie belle returned and was scream in shock by what the cat left behind.

“OPAL! BAD KITTEN CAT, BAD CAT!” Sweetie scolded “LOOK WHAT YOU DO TO THE CLOTHES.”

Opal hissed and meowed

“Sweetie belle, what happened, what clothes,” rarity asked from the other room then gasped “Did opal messed up my dresses”

“No…Yes, is nothing just go back to sewing.” Sweetie replied frighten and nervous. This is the only gift she wanted to give to her sister, and thanks to a certain cat ruined them. “I’m gonna have to repair it. But only rarity can sew good and I want them to be perfect.” She took a deep breath in and out “Guess I’m gonna have to try.”

Sweetie took the ripped clothes to the other room along with the gift wrapping supplies. She closed the door to prevent opal, spike or Rarity from entering and get to work. Her sewing isn’t any good than when she was younger. The strings are tangled, the stiches are miss match and knotted in the behind and the fabric clashes with the clothes itself.

Ten minutes later, sweetie is stressed and tried from trying to fix them, the clothes are worst. “What I’m I gonna do?” whined sweetie “Sister is gonna hate them.” Belle was about to ball but a knock on the door startled her with a familiar voice.

“Sweetie is that you in there” it’s Rarity.

“NO!” sweetie clear her throat and change her voice from sweet and innocent to cat-like. “No, it opal. Just playing with my kitty toy.”

rarity put her hooves on her hips “Sweetie I’m not play games…” rarity entered in shock “What are you do IIIIIIINNNNNN!?”

The room was covered with jewels, toned fabric and trend. Sweetie can be seen by the sewing machine with the foal clothes. “What her in here?” she glared at sweetie in anger “did you do this, sweetie?”

Sweetie nodded “I’m sorry.”

“This place is a mess. If you want to learn to sew or need something to fix at least tell me…” rarity notice the clothes by sweetie. It looks familiar aside from the mismatched color of the fabric which traumatized her. “Are those you old clothes? The ones that were handed down by me. What happened to them?”

In a whiny voice sweetie replied “I wanted to give them to you as a gift for the baby shower. But when I came back opal ruined them and I tried to fixed in without you noticing.” Tears ran down her face “I just want to surprise you sis. I want to be a good aunty, sorry if I made you mad.”

Rarity was touched by what her sister when though just to surprise her: she was always the best little sister, they have always gets along, even if things get a little dirty for her. She gave her a gentle hug and spoke.

“Oh sweetie darling, my generous sister. Why did you say so?” she levitate the clothes over to her “that would have been the best surprise ever.” She think for a moment “tell you what, why did we clean up and fixed the outfits? We can even resize the dresses so it can fit the foal.”

Sweetie wiped her tears “Sure thing sis.” And they begin to clean while sewing the clothes. Rarity even showed her sister how to untied the knots and remove the fabrics. Some clothes are resized bigger for the possible hybrid. In a few minutes, the clothes look brand new, stylish and perfect for the foal.

“Wow she they look beautiful, but those that mean you fixed your own outfits.” asked sweetie

“Of course not sweetie, I’m only fixing your clothes that you wanted to give to me. That the generous thing I did for you”

“Oh, well thanks sis you’re the best.”

Inside rarity her heart was filled with generosity. She feels a glow in her heart. Then the next thing she know the glow forms around her body in a purple aura. Similar to pinkie she hover in the air before landed on her hooves. “What the…?”

“What was that? That was amazing” sweetie asked in an exciting tone

‘I don’t know but I feel better and lively.” Rarity gasped and went to her room “I should write this down. I would make a great idea for an outfit.”

“Ohh sis.” Smirked sweetie