Sweetie Belle Monologue
ple Bloom bent all four legs and lay on me with her weight. She pushed her nozzle closer to my ear and patronizingly whispered to me. “Sorry, Sweetie Belle, but it needs to be destroyed! We’re doing it for you.”
Pieces of burned paper floated down. Scootaloo let go of the last one. It burned as it swayed in the air. Only a few charred strata reached the ground. Black smoke rose from them as they smoldered.
The bully jumped off of me and ran to the remains of my masterpiece. Without turning off the lighter, she whipped it away with a tail. All four of her hooves slid across the ground, burying the ashes under piles of dirt.
Scootaloo rushed to turn off the lighter. She proceeded to spit on Apple Bloom’s kindling tail. When that didn’t help, …show more content…
I hoped it hurt her bad after what she did to my art piece. “But you're my friend, and my sis’ has no right to tell me who I can and can’t hang out with.”
“You really should lay back a bit, Sweetie Belle,” Scootaloo said. “Since the horn incident, everypony has been keeping away from you. They’re afraid you'll pull a prank on them, too.” She supported her head with a hoof. “How did you do that, anyway? The thing with the disappearing horn. How did you hide it? Did you comb your hair over it?”
If I told them the truth, they could get triggered again. If they thought I was also evil, they might try to burn me, as well. “I don't want to talk about it.”
“We understand.” Apple Bloom nodded. “It's best if you don't mention it to anypony. Maybe they'll forget about it eventually. And we should also try to forget about this whole catastrophe in the making! I'm scrapping the School Play idea altogether.” She looked to Scootaloo, snickering. “Unless we go with your masterpiece.”
Scootaloo snorted and hoofed at the ground. “It was a good start!”
Apple Bloom thumped with a hoof. “You want Sweetie Belle to fill out the rest?” She paused. “I didn't think so. It’s best if we go back to …show more content…
“You’re so good at scribbling, you might even get a cute mark for it.” Silver Spoon grinned
“You think?” I looked up to her.
Diamond Tiara raised her voice from behind me. “Oh! What’s that?” She pointed a hoof at my flank. “Did you get a cutie mark just now?” “Did I?” I leaned on my desk with both forehooves, scattering all the crayons around. “Did I, really?” It was important to look at my flank right away, so I dared to step on the chair with both hind legs. Miss Cheerilee would scold me if she saw where my hooves were. We weren’t allowed to stand on furniture because grownups didn’t like hoof scrapes in the wood, for some reason. What I had going on was an emergency, so it was okay for me to break the rules. I raised a hind leg and twisted my body to inspect my flank.
There was a crayon under my other leg. It rolled, taking my hoof along for the ride. I tried to grab at the table, but I just slid off of it. I hit my chest against the seat and yelped from the pain. The chair and the table were trapping me. I just wanted to spot the cutie mark, but I couldn’t twist enough to see
Pieces of burned paper floated down. Scootaloo let go of the last one. It burned as it swayed in the air. Only a few charred strata reached the ground. Black smoke rose from them as they smoldered.
The bully jumped off of me and ran to the remains of my masterpiece. Without turning off the lighter, she whipped it away with a tail. All four of her hooves slid across the ground, burying the ashes under piles of dirt.
Scootaloo rushed to turn off the lighter. She proceeded to spit on Apple Bloom’s kindling tail. When that didn’t help, …show more content…
I hoped it hurt her bad after what she did to my art piece. “But you're my friend, and my sis’ has no right to tell me who I can and can’t hang out with.”
“You really should lay back a bit, Sweetie Belle,” Scootaloo said. “Since the horn incident, everypony has been keeping away from you. They’re afraid you'll pull a prank on them, too.” She supported her head with a hoof. “How did you do that, anyway? The thing with the disappearing horn. How did you hide it? Did you comb your hair over it?”
If I told them the truth, they could get triggered again. If they thought I was also evil, they might try to burn me, as well. “I don't want to talk about it.”
“We understand.” Apple Bloom nodded. “It's best if you don't mention it to anypony. Maybe they'll forget about it eventually. And we should also try to forget about this whole catastrophe in the making! I'm scrapping the School Play idea altogether.” She looked to Scootaloo, snickering. “Unless we go with your masterpiece.”
Scootaloo snorted and hoofed at the ground. “It was a good start!”
Apple Bloom thumped with a hoof. “You want Sweetie Belle to fill out the rest?” She paused. “I didn't think so. It’s best if we go back to …show more content…
“You’re so good at scribbling, you might even get a cute mark for it.” Silver Spoon grinned
“You think?” I looked up to her.
Diamond Tiara raised her voice from behind me. “Oh! What’s that?” She pointed a hoof at my flank. “Did you get a cutie mark just now?” “Did I?” I leaned on my desk with both forehooves, scattering all the crayons around. “Did I, really?” It was important to look at my flank right away, so I dared to step on the chair with both hind legs. Miss Cheerilee would scold me if she saw where my hooves were. We weren’t allowed to stand on furniture because grownups didn’t like hoof scrapes in the wood, for some reason. What I had going on was an emergency, so it was okay for me to break the rules. I raised a hind leg and twisted my body to inspect my flank.
There was a crayon under my other leg. It rolled, taking my hoof along for the ride. I tried to grab at the table, but I just slid off of it. I hit my chest against the seat and yelped from the pain. The chair and the table were trapping me. I just wanted to spot the cutie mark, but I couldn’t twist enough to see