Back in her own parental house had the young Sweetie Belle gotten home just before the storm had been unleashed over the land. With her memories being reawakened of the unfortunate day within the boutique, she never spoke about it against her parents. She was afraid they would judge her as crazy or even worse. Her little eyes opened up after a night of sleep and she said the words to just herself. "Rarity with those wings... it is impossible that she is a vampony. Scootaloo is lying!" Her mind would never have stopped with defending Rarity for what she was. She was her big sister after all. She always had been a role model for the filly and she was digging through her mind for any excuse to make sure that image stayed of her sister.