Sequel to >>1038811
 
Rarity shoved another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. She savored it, letting the gourmet butterscotch and vanilla melt in her mouth before swallowing. It was simply divine. She had planned to have only a few bites when she snuck down to the kitchen, but her appetite had gotten the best of her, and now the container was nearly empty.
 
Rarity knew the calories would probably go straight to her rear, but at the moment she did not care. She continued to indulge. Rarity hated herself for it, but she simply could not resist. Suddenly, Rarity heard a noise behind her. She spun around to find Sweetie Belle standing in the kitchen doorway, dressed in her pajamas. Going by her expression, she was just as surprised as Rarity.
 
“Sweetie Belle! I… I thought you had gone to bed!” Rarity stammered, beginning to panic. She had been trying to set a good example for her younger sister, and here she was brazenly cheating on her diet. She hastily nudged the tub of ice cream out of view, hoping Sweetie Belle had not seen it.
 
“I…I just came down to get a glass of water.”  
As Sweetie Belle spoke, Rarity noticed she was holding something. Its colorful wrapper gleamed under the kitchen’s overhead lights. It was a partially unwrapped chocolate bar.
 
“Where did you get that young lady?” Rarity asked, glaring at her little sister, who began to blush.
 
“Sorry Rarity… I had them stashed in my bedroom and…”
 
“Wait a minute. Just how many have you eaten?”
 
Looking embarrassed, Sweetie Belle looked down at her exposed belly. After a few workouts, Sweetie’s waistline had begun to shrink, but at the moment, Rarity noticed, her belly looked suspiciously full.
 
“Three… not counting this one.”
 
“And right before bed, too! Sweetie Belle, we talked about this! If you want to lose that weight, you simply cannot allow any sweets to pass your lips!”
 
Her little sister bowed her head in shame. “I’m sorry Rarity. I got hungry and I just couldn’t resist.”
 
Rarity blinked. It was as if her own words had been echoed back to her. Almost unconsciously, Rarity reached back and gave her ample tush a squeeze. She could hardly condemn her sister for eating sweets when she herself had been doing the exact same thing.
 
“Oh that’s alright, Sweetie Belle. I must confess I’ve been slacking off a bit myself.” She slid the half empty tub of ice cream back into view. Her little sister stared at it.
 
“Does this mean we’ll have to do an extra workout tomorrow?” Sweetie Belle asked, cringing slightly.
 
Rarity smiled. “There’s no sense in punishing ourselves for a little slip up. We just need to keep moving forward, stick to our regimen, and leave the past in the past.”
 
Sweetie Belle smiled back. She turned, opened the trash can, and tossed in her chocolate bar. Rarity reluctantly did the same with her ice cream.
 
“Thanks for not being too hard on me, sis.” Sweetie Belle said.
 
Rarity nodded as she turned off the kitchen lights. “Now back to bed. We have to get up for our morning workout – and I need my beauty sleep.”