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// A Ripped Sketch 
// Story: Bully No More 
// by rocklobster 
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The CMC brought their new friend over to Sugar Cube Corner, where they were greeted by Pinkie Pie.

"Hey, since they just inducted you into the Crusaders, let's throw a party!" Pinkie exclaimed.

"Um, Pinkie, Sketch really isn't the partying type." Babs said.

It was quite obvious Sketch didn't like being the center of attention.  He seemed uncomfortable around everypony.  

"Why's that?" Pinkie asked.

"He's never been one to open up. Ponies are always picking on him." Babs explained. "If it weren't for me standing up for him, he'd have no friends at all."

"That's just terrible." said Mrs. Cake. 

"Well you have nothing to worry about." Pinkie said. "I won't make fun of you. Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a cupcake in my eye." She actually smashed a cupcake in her eye.

Sketch laughed nervously.

"Ah, I got you to smile!" Pinkie beamed. "My work here is done." She trotted off singing to herself.

"That's our Pinkie. She always goes out of her way to make you feel special." said Mr. Cake.

"Babs told us you like to draw." Sweetie Belle said. "Can we see them?"

"Oh, they're nothing special." Sketch looked away.

"We'll be the judges of that." Scootaloo urged. "C'mon, let's see what they look like."

Sketch looked at Babs and Babs nodded. So she reached into a bag on the side of his chair and pulled out his pad.  

The first picture he showed them was of an oak tree with a bluebird perched in  it.

"Hey, this isn't bad." Apple Bloom said.

Scootaloo nodded. "I don't know much about art, but I like it."

"Well, well, if it isn't the loser trio." a familiar voice interrupted them.

'Oh, not now." Babs muttered to herself.

"Ooh, and their friend from Lame-hattan is here too." a gray mare chimed in.

"And look who's with them." said Diamond Tiara. "A lame pony."

"Like, a lame lame pony. Get it?" said Silver Spoon. "Must be really lame to be around someone like him." 

"You know, we thought you were cool when you stuck around with us and picked on your cousin and her friends.  But then you had to turn around and hang with those losers." Diamond Tiara said.

Babs had heard enough. "Ugh! Have you two ever thought of, oh, I don't know, a new hobby? Your material is stale."

"Babs is right, leave Sketch alone." Scootaloo joined in.

"Picking on us is one thing. But picking on our new friend just because he's in a wheelchair is low!" Sweetie Belle said. "Where were you when Celestia handed out guardian angels?"

Diamond Tiara realized they weren't reaching anyone. Silver Spoon noticed Sketch's drawing. "What's this?"

"It's just...a drawing." Sketch stammered.

"Beat it! I said leave!" Babs yelled. "Before I really get steamed.

Silver Spoon snatched Sketch's pad and began ripping every single drawing.  Then she let the ripped pieces of paper fly around them.

"You know, Sketch, Babs isn't fooling us" Silver Spoon said. "She was one of us.  What makes you think she won't trn on you?"

Sketch looked at Babs and asked "Is that true?"

"Yeah! Like, she stuck around us because she knew we were cool!" Silver Spoon nodded.

"I...I thought you liked me." Sketch said "But if you were as bad as them once, I'm not sure I can trust you." Sketch stammered again.

"But I'm you're friend." Babs tried to say.

"For how long?" Sketch asked.

"I..."

"Look, I need to be alone, okay?" Sketch sped off.

"Sketch?" Apple Bloom went after him.

"We'd better go after her." Scootloo said. "Come on."

Babs glared at the bullies. "This isn't over."