A peaceful night sleeping was the last thing on Rarity's list as Carousel Boutique shook violently from her younger sister's extreme music. The white unicorn tossed and turned in bed, earplugs wedged deeply in her ears to help fight the racket. Unfortunately they never did any good, plus sleeping on the earplugs wasn't comfortable either. It was time Rarity put her hoof down once again.
Sweetie Belle wasn't always a bad apple, it was a puzzle how her sister became such the ruffian she is today. Listening to loud, incomprehensible music, dressing with spikes, collars, chains... Even ridiculous make up! "How did it get this far?" Was a common question Rarity asked herself over and over. She did everything she could to make sure her sister was happy. However she couldn't always keep an eye on her, especially during school and when she went crusading with her friends... Or used to that is.
Applebloom and Scootaloo never stepped in the Boutique in years. It was a mane scratcher for the unicorn and her sister never gave her any answers for why they disappeared. She didn't ask Sweetie Belle at first when she began to notice her lack of friends, however Sweetie Belle never really wanted to talk about it when her sister started to ask. Luckily for Sweetie Belle, she was able to replace her ex-crusaders within a month or two. Though her new friends weren't Rarity's cup of tea... Far from it.
Rarity threw off the covers in an angry grumble, her face flushing in frustration. The only time the poor unicorn got any peace in bed was when her sister slipped out into the night. Words like 'grounded' and 'curfew' were foreign to the mischievous young mare. She was no stranger to a jail cell, granted she was only held there for a day or so until her big sister came to bail her out. Sweetie Belle's misdemeanors took a toll on Rarity's profits. If it wasn't for the rest of the Elements of Harmony helping her out, the two ponies would surely be out of house and home.
The enraged unicorn made no effort to repress her emotions as she stomped with every step to her sister's room. Pounding bass pedal beats covered up the sound of Rarity's rampage that was creeping closer to Sweetie Belle's room. Taking hold of the doorknob, Rarity twisted it a few times only to find out the door was jammed from the other side, refusing to budge an inch.
"Sweetie Belle! You open this door right this instant!" Rarity ordered as she began to bash her hoof against the door.
"Go buck yourself!" Her sister's voice was muffled behind the chaotic noise, though still audible. That comment made Rarity blush the very first time she heard it out of Sweetie Belle's mouth. Back then, the offense earned the filly, a slap in the face and a good mouth washing. It was a scarring experience for both of them. Rarity cried it out after locking Sweetie Belle in her room that day, though no apologies were spoken from either end afterwords. Today, those words only added fuel to Rarity's fire, nothing more was there to be lost in their relationship as sisters.
"I swear, if I have to get Applejack to break down this door, you'll be praying to Celestia I hadn't!" Rarity bluffed, knowing abuse against Sweetie Belle got her in trouble with the law before. If it was one family that was in and out of the police station the most, it was this one. Not to mention how much damage it did to the business with rumors and gossip going around Ponyville. Even Sweetie Belle blasting her music during the daytime hours hurt store business.
Responding to her sister's threat, Sweetie Belle cranked her music up louder, letting the stereo do the talking. It probably wouldn't be too much longer until the police stopped by from the citizens' complaints about noise pollution this late at night. Celestia help her if Rarity got another fine, she couldn't threaten her deadbeat sister with it because she never had a job, or a desire to get one.
"Ooooh! You'll regret this! Mark my words!" Rarity galloped off in a huff, on her way over to Sweet Apple Acres to get Applejack's assistance.