Forever Filly


 * Sassy Saddles: [panting] [muttering] Oh, I have to... Oh! I can't believe the winter-to-spring transition is almost here!
 * Rarity: [humming] Oh, I know. I love it so much, I gave it its own term – "Spring-sition"! [laughs]
 * Sassy Saddles: Ohhh. I like that. [sighs] I'm going to have to relabel all my binders. Right after we finish... everything! We still have so much to do! Oh, my bustles and bows! Rarity, did we—?
 * Rarity: Already hemmed, ruched, and cut, my dear.
 * Sassy Saddles: [sighs] Oh. Rarity, no reason to panic, but, um, we seem to be temporarily low! And when I say "temporarily low", I mean "completely out of"—!
 * Rarity: The baby blue sapphires? They arrived this morning.
 * Sassy Saddles: Oh. Heh. Wonderful. [sighs] Oh! What about the design for the—?!
 * Rarity: And done!
 * Sassy Saddles: Wow. You are good. And you've really outdone yourself this time! The Morning Sunshine Tulip Frock is gorgeous!
 * Rarity: Ooh, thank you. Look, I know you're worried about something slipping between the cracks. But with your managerial skills and my fabulous designs, we have everything covered.
 * Sassy Saddles: You're right. You're right. There are no cracks.
 * Rarity: Would you be a dear and fetch me some vermilion satin from the back? And I'll start on the Eternal Elegance Empire Silhouette evening gown.
 * Sassy Saddles: My most certain pleasure!
 * Rarity: Oh. I love this picture. When was the last time we had that kind of fun together? [gasps] Why, I can't remember! Has it been that long?! I guess I've been so busy running my shop! [gasps] Oh, no! Something, or should I say somepony, is slipping between the cracks! [sobs] I miss my Sweetie Belle! [sobs]
 * Sassy Saddles: Rarity, we're running low on vermilion satin.
 * Rarity: Huh? [bawls]
 * Sassy Saddles: I... I can order more!




 * Rarity: [continues bawling] And this is when we pretended we were storybook princesses. And here we pretended we were on a dangerous yet stylish safari. [sobs] So many wonderful memories! [sobs, blows nose, resumes sobbing] Not to put too fine a point on it, but... [bawls harder] Sweetie Belle loves playing dress-up. I miss her so much!
 * Sassy Saddles: Then why don't you go visit her?
 * Rarity: [through tears] I wish I... could, but... between... running... three stores and the spring-sition... I couldn't possibly...
 * Sassy Saddles: But you've already done almost all the work. I can handle the rest.
 * Rarity: B-B-But... but...
 * Sassy Saddles: Rarity, go. I have everything well in hoof.
 * Rarity: [sobs, calmer] Mm, point taken. [excitedly] I am going to visit my sister!
 * Sassy Saddles: Way to immediately turn that around.
 * Rarity: We can spend the whole day together! And we can do all her favorite things!
 * Sassy Saddles: I'm sure she'd love that.
 * Rarity: Oh, Sassy, thank you!
 * Sassy Saddles: Of course! Now get out of here!
 * Rarity: I'm going! I'm going! Hang on, sis! I'm coming!


 * Cutie Mark Crusaders: [giggling]
 * Starry Eyes: [screams]
 * Scootaloo: Excuse us!
 * Apple Bloom: Comin' through!
 * Sweetie Belle: Cutie Mark Crusaders mid-mission here!
 * Cutie Mark Crusaders: [giggling, screaming]
 * [crash!]
 * Scootaloo: That was fun! Let's do it again!
 * Sweetie Belle: Scoot, we've got a job to do.
 * Scootaloo: Later?
 * Sweetie Belle: All right, Chipcutter. We've done our part. The rest is up to you.
 * Chipcutter: You really think I have it in me to be a sculptor?
 * Scootaloo: Yup!
 * Chipcutter: But why?
 * Sweetie Belle: Because you said you weren't good at anything except getting in trouble for making sculptures out of your lunch, right?
 * Chipcutter: Yeah. I can't help it. When I look at my sandwich, it's like it's just asking me to... turn it into a dragon.
 * Apple Bloom: Well, what is this slab asking you to turn it into?
 * Chipcutter: Hmmm... I see...
 * [jackhammering noises]
 * [crumble]
 * Apple Bloom: Wow! T-That's incredible! It looks just like us!
 * Scootaloo: We knew you had it in you, Chip!
 * Chipcutter: This is way better than sandwich sculpting!
 * Sweetie Belle: Chip, we're proud of you.
 * [flash]
 * Chipcutter: I finally got my cutie mark!
 * Apple Bloom: Woo-hoo! All right!
 * Scootaloo: Yes!
 * Sweetie Belle: Way to go!
 * [hoof-bump]


 * Scootaloo: [sighs] Not a bad way to start a day.
 * Apple Bloom: Not a bad way at all! Helpin' ponies is just about my favorite thing to do.
 * Sweetie Belle: Another satisfied client!
 * Apple Bloom and Scootaloo: Mm-hmm!
 * Apple Bloom: So who's up next?
 * Sweetie Belle: Pretty sure it's Zipporwhill. She needs help reconnecting with her cutie mark – three puppy paw prints.
 * Scootaloo: When is she swinging by?
 * Sweetie Belle: Well, I think she should be arriving right about...
 * [door opens]
 * Sweetie Belle: ...now.
 * Apple Bloom: Wow. You are good.
 * Sweetie Belle: Come on in, Zipporwhill.
 * Scootaloo: Okay, so what seems to be the problem, exactly?
 * Zipporwhill: It's my puppy, Ripley. We used to be so close. In fact, I got my cutie mark the day I found him and took him home. But now, it's like he wants nothing to do with me.
 * Scootaloo: Don't you worry. You've come to the right place! The Cutie Mark Crusaders are on the job!
 * Apple Bloom: Trust us. Before you know it, you and your puppy will be back to bein' besties!
 * Sweetie Belle: You have the CMC guarantee! No matter what it takes, we promise you'll have our full attention.
 * Rarity: [singsongy] Guess who's here to spend the whole day with her little sister?!
 * Sweetie Belle: [gasps] Rarity? [grunts]
 * Rarity: Mmmm!
 * Sweetie Belle: [laughs nervously]


 * Rarity: [to Zipporwhill] Oh! Heh-heh. So sorry, dear. You're tiny. I didn't even see you there! Tend to get carried away with my entrances! Ta-da! [laughs]
 * Sweetie Belle: Rarity, what are you doing here?
 * Rarity: I am here to spend the day with you! I'm so excited, I could practically faint! You don't happen to have a fainting couch in here, do you?
 * Sweetie Belle: No!
 * Rarity: Oh, pfft, of course not. It's a treehouse! That would be très gauche!
 * Sweetie Belle: Right... Well, I sure am happy to see you, and spending the day with you does sound like a lot of fun, but... I'm kind of right in the middle of something important. I have responsibilities and...
 * Rarity: Oh.
 * Apple Bloom: Go on, Sweetie Belle. We've got this covered. How often do you get to spend time with your sister?
 * Scootaloo: Yeah! Go have fun.
 * Sweetie Belle: You sure you two can handle our client here?
 * Rarity: "Client"? Oh, that is so adorable!
 * Sweetie Belle: Uh, thanks? I think?
 * Rarity: [sniffs] Ooh! You have mints to offer your "clients". [giggles] How.. professional. [giggles]
 * Sweetie Belle: Are you sure you two got this?
 * Apple Bloom: We have it handled.
 * Rarity: Oh, my! Look at this wall of satisfied customers! [gasps] You girls really have come a long way.
 * Sweetie Belle: Well, all right then. [to the other Crusaders] But, lemme know if you need me or run into any trouble.
 * Rarity: Come on, come on! You'll never guess what I have planned! [squeals]


 * [foals and Rarity giggling]
 * Rarity: Ooh! So fun!
 * Sweetie Belle: [indignantly] What?
 * Rarity: [giggles] It's just I know how much you love these puppet shows.
 * Sweetie Belle: I did.
 * Rarity: Oh, it's just like old times! You, me, greasy popcorn. It's like no time has passed at all.
 * Zipporwhill: [struggling] Come on... [grunts]
 * Rarity: Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! It's your favorite part!
 * [music and silly sound effects]
 * [foals and Rarity giggling]
 * Rarity: Banana peels are so very, very slippery! [laughs] It's funny because it's true! [laughs]
 * Sweetie Belle: [laughs nervously, sighs]
 * Rarity: What's the matter, darling?
 * Sweetie Belle: I, um, guess I just prefer black box experimental theater.
 * Rarity: What?! Since when?
 * Sweetie Belle: [sighs] I dunno. It's no big deal. This is great.


 * [bell dings]
 * Rarity: Okay. We're here! Ta-da! [laughs, clears throat] Aren't you excited to be back here again? Do I know my baby sister, or do I know my baby sister?
 * Sweetie Belle: Uh... Yeah... Where is "here" exactly?
 * Rarity: Oh, pfft! Stop being so silly! You know this is your favorite ice cream shop!
 * Sweetie Belle: Oh. Right. From when I was a little filly.
 * Rarity: And I convinced the original owner to come out of retirement to make you your all-time favorite dessert! [giggles, claps twice]
 * [tray drops]
 * Sweetie Belle: Huh. I remember it being much bigger.
 * Rarity: Well, go ahead. I know you're dying to dig in.
 * Sweetie Belle: [slurps, gulps]
 * Rarity: Well?
 * Sweetie Belle: [laughs nervously, sighs] That was, uh... one tasty bite. Still a little hungry, though.
 * Rarity: [gasps] We can get another sundae! Chocolate with rainbow sprinkles, perhaps?
 * Sweetie Belle: I was thinking something more like a salad.
 * Rarity: A salad? When did you get so practical?
 * Sweetie Belle: Oh, um... I guess another scoop would be fine!
 * Rarity: [gasps] One more Filly Clown Surprise, please!
 * [thump]
 * Sweetie Belle: [groans]
 * Ripley: [panting]
 * Zipporwhill: Hey, Ripley!
 * Scootaloo: Look at me! Over here!
 * [squeaking]
 * Ripley: [yawns]


 * [balloon squeaking]
 * Rarity: I know you must be bored, darling. This is a very long line for one of Twisty Pop's balloons.
 * Sweetie Belle: [groans]
 * Rarity: But just be patient. We'll get you your favorite balloon bouquet, and it'll all be worth it.
 * Zipporwhill: [baby noises] Who's a good puppy? Who's a good puppy?! You're the good puppy!
 * Ripley: [whines]
 * Zipporwhill: Now come on, puppy-wuppy! Get the bally-wally!
 * Scootaloo: Come on, Ripley! Like this!
 * Apple Bloom: Good Scootaloo! See?
 * Ripley: [barking]
 * Zipporwhill: [sighs] It's not working.
 * Scootaloo: Maybe if the ball tasted better?
 * Apple Bloom: I don't think that that's it, Scoot.
 * Sweetie Belle: Doesn't look like it's going so well. I'm just gonna do a quick check with the CMCs.
 * Rarity: Well, I guess duty calls, and-and you, you have that now...
 * Sweetie Belle: What?
 * Rarity: Oh nothing, nothing. Go on.
 * Scootaloo: Hey, Sweetie Belle. How's your day with Rarity going?
 * Sweetie Belle: Well, it's not exactly great...
 * Apple Bloom: What do you mean?
 * Sweetie Belle: I don't know. It's like Rarity doesn't even know me anymore.
 * Scootaloo: I wish we could say our day is going better.
 * Ripley: [barking]
 * Apple Bloom: But we can't.
 * Scootaloo: Seems like Zipporwhill's puppy doesn't want anything to do with her.
 * Sweetie Belle: Hmmm. I see what you mean... [gasps] You know, it's an awfully big puppy...
 * Rarity: Sweetie Belle, hurry! He's making it!
 * Sweetie Belle: Gotta go...
 * [balloons squeaking]
 * Rarity: [gasps] I know just what to do with this!


 * [fashion music]
 * Rarity: And pose!
 * [camera clicks]
 * Rarity: And pose!
 * [camera clicks]
 * Rarity: Love the camera!
 * [camera clicks]
 * Rarity: Hate the camera.
 * [camera clicks]
 * Rarity: Love it again!
 * [camera clicks]
 * Rarity: Sweetie Belle, you did "hate the camera" for all these shots! [sighs] Let's do it again.
 * Sweetie Belle: No!
 * Rarity: [gasps]
 * Apple Bloom: Come on, Zipporwhill, you can do this!
 * [squeaking]
 * Ripley: [sniffing]
 * Rarity: W-What do you mean, no?
 * Sweetie Belle: Rarity, this is hard for me to say, but... um...
 * Rarity: Sweetie Belle, what is it? You've been acting weird all day. You used to love doing these things with me.
 * Sweetie Belle: That's just it! I used to! That's not who I am anymore!
 * Zipporwhill: This isn't who I am! My cutie mark must be for something else, because my puppy just doesn't love me anymore! Hmph!
 * Rarity: But it is you! You love puppet shows and dressing up and taking silly photos and tiny little clown-shaped ice creams!
 * Sweetie Belle: Really?! If you still think I like doing this stuff, then maybe you don't know me at all!
 * Rarity: [whimpering]


 * Rarity: [sobbing] I can't believe Sweetie Belle talked to me like that. [indignant] And after everything I did to set up a whole day of doing her favorite things! I mean, accusing me of not knowing her?! I know her better than anypony! Um, thank you, Twisty, but the hard truth is, my sister is being unappreciative right now! And I'm going to go and give her a piece of my mind!
 * [balloon deflating]


 * Sweetie Belle: Hey, Zipporwhill. What are you doing here? Where are Apple Bloom and Scootaloo?
 * Zipporwhill: They're with my puppy. He seems to like them better than me anyway.
 * Sweetie Belle: Now, I'm sure that's not true.
 * Zipporwhill: It is. He doesn't like doing anything with me anymore. [sighs] He didn't even want to play with this. And all puppies love these. [sniffs]
 * [squeak]
 * Zipporwhill: [sniffing, crying]
 * Sweetie Belle: I think that might be your problem right there! Come on!
 * [squeak]


 * Ripley: [yawns]
 * Scootaloo: [groans] Find Zipporwhill, Ripley!
 * Apple Bloom: Woof, woof! It's Zipporwhill! Woof?
 * Scootaloo: [sighs] It's hopeless.
 * Apple Bloom: Sweetie Belle!
 * Scootaloo: Zipporwhill! [sighs] We're sorry we haven't figured this out yet.
 * Sweetie Belle: Don't worry, girls. I think I cracked this one.
 * Rarity: Aha! There she is! [gasps] Oh, dear. Really should have changed. [huffs] No matter! I'm going to give her quite the talking to! ...Right after she's done with her conversation. Anger is no excuse for poor manners, after all.
 * Sweetie Belle: Okay, Zipporwhill. What do you see?
 * Zipporwhill: My puppy?
 * Sweetie Belle: That's not what I see. I see a full-grown dog.
 * Zipporwhill: He did get bigger, I guess.
 * Sweetie Belle: He's not just bigger. He's older, too.
 * Ripley: [grunts]
 * Sweetie Belle: You don't still play with the same toys from when you were a foal, do you?
 * Zipporwhill: Oh. Ohhh. The squeaker is a little small for him now. [sighs] It's just hard for me to believe he's not the same adorable little guy I found anymore.
 * Sweetie Belle: I understand. But doing things like you used to won't turn him back into a puppy.
 * Zipporwhill: So... what do I do?
 * Sweetie Belle: Treat him like the dog he is, and find new favorite things to do together.
 * Zipporwhill: You think so?
 * Rarity: I know so!
 * Sweetie Belle: Rarity?!
 * Rarity: Oh, Sweetie Belle. I heard what you said, and you are so right.
 * Scootaloo: About the dog?
 * Rarity: Yes, but about us, too. The truth is, I know you're not a little filly anymore. But it's just... the last time we did all of those things together, I... I didn't realize it was gonna be the last last time. I loved doing those things with you. It's hard for me to let that go.
 * Sweetie Belle: Aww, Rarity! I love being with you too! That will never change! But... maybe we could just try to do different things together?
 * [clicking]
 * Ripley: [alerted dog noise] [panting]
 * Zipporwhill: What is it, puppy? [giggles] I mean, Ripley?
 * Ripley: [panting]
 * Zipporwhill: [giggling] I love you too, Ripley! Thank you, Crusaders.
 * Cutie Mark Crusaders: No problem!
 * Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Zipporwhill: [laughing]
 * Zipporwhill: Oh, Ripley!
 * Rarity: Sweetie Belle, I'm so very proud of the pony you've grown into.
 * Sweetie Belle: And I'm proud that no matter what, I'll always be your little sister.
 * Rarity: I, uh, have a little bit of time before I have to head back to Canterlot. Could we spend it together? What would a grown pony like you want to do?
 * Sweetie Belle: Well, I do have one idea...


 * Rarity and Sweetie Belle: [licking lips]
 * Rarity: Heh, I didn't realize your idea would be such a delicious one! [giggles] I don't know how I'm going to finish this.
 * Sweetie Belle: Oh! I'll help you!
 * Rarity: [giggles]
 * Sweetie Belle: [giggles]
 * [camera clicks]


 * [credits]