“Rarity, would you stop wobbling your belly around so much?”
“Sorry, Sweetie Belle,” the bigger sister muttered heavily in between breathes. “I just can’t… get myself comfortable. You know… this is my first time… being outside in… quite a while.”
“Yeah, I know,” Sweetie said as she laid her head back onto Rarity’s marshmallowy form. “Jeez, it’s a wonder how we even got you out of the house at all.”