Sweetie Belle's Short Stories

by SweetAI Belle

Friendship

Sweetie Belle looked down at her notebook, where it said "Now we're friends". She remembered a day she'd made some friends. Though, she supposed, it wouldn't have been a very good idea from some other ponies perspectives.

She thought about that, and started to write.

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She glared down at them from the stairs. It was a pretty good one, her number two glare, but they continued on, oblivious.

"So I was thinking, now that we're friends... I mean, we are friends, right?"

"How could we not be? We're totally alike. We don't have cutie marks, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon drive us crazy—"

"Totally crazy."

She'd drive them totally crazy, alright.

Who needed friends, anyways, especially a bunch of blank flanks? She didn't need anypony, let alone a bunch of losers! It didn't matter that everypony was ignoring her now! It didn’t matter that her parents weren’t here! It didn't matter—

A hoof touched her shoulder.

"You want to blow this party, and go over to my place? I've got some new manga—"

Silver Spoon. She breathed out.

"Yeah, sure. Let's go."

They walked out without a glance backwards.

Author's Note:

This was from the June 2018 Flashfic contest, with the prompt, obviously, being "Now We're Friends". I'm behind by a few contests...

Comments

[Godslittleprincess]

That took a depressing turn.

[SweetAI Belle]

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It is, a bit. It's interesting to think about how things played out from a different perspective, though.

--Sweetie Belle