The Shooting Star

Another miscarriage. That's what Rarity heard from her father when he brought her mother home from the hospital. She was only twelve when her mother had reported that she was pregnant again, but while her parents were excited, Rarity knew better. Her mother had told her once before that she had bad luck with foals. That her body was frail, and that she shouldn't expect to have any younger siblings.

Apparently, Rarity was supposed to have a twin brother. He was going to be named "Elusive". Unfortunately there were complications and they could only save one. Rarity always felt like there was something missing in her life. After learning about twins, she asked her father if she had a twin. She wondered what he would have been like, but something inside told her that he would have been a lot like her.

Rarity knew that this would be another miscarriage. That was fine though. She didn't want another sibling anyway, not if she couldn't have her twin. She wanted to feel fulfilled, complete. If she had another sibling, a little brother or a little sister, she would just be reminded of the hole that would never be fulfilled.

But would her mother smile if she had a sister?

The child that died would have been named "Sweetie Belle". Thinking about it, it would have been nice to have a little sister she could share her stuff with, and teach how to wear make-up. It would have been nice, but it wasn't meant to be.

She was alone, and she would always be alone.

She heard her mother crying in her bedroom. Her mom was a terrible cook, loud, and embarrassing, but impossible not to love. Rarity hated the sound her mom was making, because she was usually so happy.

This isn't right, Rarity thought to herself. Mom should be smiling.

Rarity ran to her room and closed the door. Her friend Cheerilee told her that if you made an honest wish on a star then it would come true. She went to her window and looked up at the stars in the sky, trying to pick the one she wanted to tie her wish to. She saw a shooting star fly by. Weren't wishes stronger when tied to a shooting star?

Rarity closed her eyes and wished as earnestly as possible. I don't care about me, she thought, but my mom really wants a child. I wish that she could have another daughter, she wished silently. It was late, and she already ate dinner (unlike her mother, she could cook), so she decided to go to bed.

She was woken up later by a crash in the distance. Rarity looked out her window and saw something glowing in the distance. It was super late now, but something told her that she had to see what was there.

She snuck out of the house and ran down the fields, past Sweet Apple Acres. She was afraid that she would have to go all the way to the Everfree Forest, and she did have to actually go inside, but not far in. She found a small crater. Was this where the shooting star landed?

Rarity approached the crater and saw something that would stay with her forever. It looked like it was made of some sort of silver material, but this shape. And it was slowly turning into...

"Mom! Dad!" Rarity called out when she ran into the house. Her father stepped out of the room first.

"Rarity honey, do you know what time it is?" her father asked as her mother walked out of the room.

"But Dad, I you have to see what I found!" Rarity said excitedly. It took a few seconds, but her parents staggered downstairs. When they saw what she brought home with them, they were wide eyed, her mother brought to tears.

"Oh my..." she said as Rarity lead her to the bundle that she brought with her. Her father was wide eyed, looking at the bundle that was now being held by his wife.

"Honey, where did you..." her dad started.

"That doesn't matter," her mother said suddenly, "We're keeping it."

"Scarcity-"

"We're keeping it," her mother said putting her foot down.

"What are we going to name her?" Rarity asked.

"What else?" her mother asked, "Her name is Sweetie Belle."