//------------------------------// // Chapter 4 : Sweetie Belle : // Story: A Purpose // by MrSuicide //------------------------------// Chapter 4 : Sweetie Belle : _____________________________________________________________________________ “The next filly to present is Sweetie Belle!” The light gray Unicorn pony trotted towards the front of the one room classroom. The vacant seat she once sat in had another vacant seat next to her seat, suggesting that her father never came in for this event. As she pointed to the seat that was beside her own seat, she explained that her father was a hermit in a way, always traveling all over Equestria. In a way, he had supported the family with bits and supplying Rarity with diamonds from afar. But what was the point? She would rather have all of them located in one spot, not located in one part of Equestria while a single family member has the freedom to roam everywhere. But after seeing her older sister go off in a fume about her clumsiness, she highly doubted that would realistically happen. Her mother was partially a hermit due to her father, but she was responsible for her and knew when to stop traveling. Her mother seemed to establish the belief that her father’s job was to travel and wasn’t quite concerned that he may potentially be with another mare… Heck, she even believed that her father would never live with them because of her very own clumsiness. And because of that, he may not love her since he had an inefficient daughter unlike his other daughter, Rarity. She may be clumsy, but was it really alright to abandon family just like that? After the Sisterhooves Social, Rarity proved to her that she still loved her as an older sister even if her younger sister was “a tad bit” clumsy. But, did it still apply to her father? According to her older sister, she doesn’t know where their father travels half the time so even Rarity was stuck in the dark as much as she was. Maybe he truly didn’t love them at all? And maybe, he traveled in order to get away from them for that very purpose? She hated to assume, she really did, but she didn’t really have much idea as to why her father would do such a thing at all. Next thing she knew, he was living his life to the fullest without his daughters and wife that he selfishly left behind in Ponyville… But one day, all of those bad ideas disappeared when Derpy Hooves delivered a letter that was from her father. At first, they were pleased that “father” of theirs haven’t forgotten about them, even going as far as to asking Pinkie Pie to shoot her party cannon all over the interior of Rarity’s carousel boutique. The letter even contained lots of bits for buck’s sakes! However, when Rarity read the letter out loud, both of them felt a pang of regret go through their hearts. Not only did their father go through a multitude of hardships, he was, at least one of these incidents, was captured by diamond dogs. The trouble he went through in order to financially support them would have made even Daring Do proud…if she was real that was… Standing in front of the classroom, she pulled out the letter that her father had sent them. “Dear Rarity, Sweetie Belle and my faithful wife…” she began. “I hope that all of you are living the best of lives that Princess Celestia has granted you. By the time you have received this letter; I may or may not still be part of the living for I am in dire trouble. I’m broken, both physically and mentally, struggling to find bits to mail back to you in Ponyville. Most of all, I miss you…all of you. The little times we spent will always be within my memories. Remember your first few birthdays? I do too. I still remembered the time my Rarity was the messiest filly that I had taken care of. The good old days of my little Rarity rolling in the mud or how she’ll put mud hoof prints on to the ceiling. She was difficult to take in to the bathroom too, but look at you now! No longer a foul, but a fully grown mare I would like to believe. And with that, a transition from playing with mud to collecting diamonds. I still wondered why you were obsessed with the things cause they are quite difficult to harvest given the circumstances I had with diamond dogs. But for you, I’ll do anything I can to make your dream come true. The least I can do is to be the most important factor to your success. I still remembered the time my Sweetie Belle, as an adorable foal that we’ll all be proud with. She was sure clumsy I give her that, but she’s still my little sweetheart and nothing will change that. Being clumsy had its faults, but it’s what makes her a unique pony. The last thing I needed was a generic daughter. Remember the times I read your favorite Darling Doo books when you were still a foul, but almost a filly? I miss those times, but a stallion like myself must support his family right? May Celestia bless you two with beautiful lives despite the problems you two would have to face as sisters. Know this and know it well, I equally love you both and wouldn’t trade you even if Princess Celestia herself granted me glorious gifts…” The letter ends with her father addressing his wife with suggestive themes that a filly at the time shouldn’t have known until she was a mare… But the point of his letter was that he truly cared for them and he still remembered them despite him being so far away from them. It motivated them to journey around Equestria, in search of answers, of what became of their beloved father. When they found him in Fillydelphia, they feared the worst. He did have lots of bits and diamonds on him that they assumed were supposed to be mailed to them. But his physical condition looked horrid in comparison. The clothes on his back were worn out, ready to fall apart any second. His mane and tail looked like it was fried in a volcano for all they knew. He was, overall, tired and they all agreed that he needed a good break. Rarity and her mother brought a cart in order to carry his variables and most importantly, to show him that without his support, they wouldn’t be the way they are now. They were overwhelmingly grateful of their father and it was wrong to assume that he ran off for his selfish desires. He was, in fact, the best father that she ever had. He remembered us while they cursed him. He worked his flank to the brink of exhaustion and yet, they assumed that he was living a fabulous life. How completely wrong they were. And he also taught her another lesson, never to assume before you met the pony in question, for all she knew, was a horrible father before receiving his letter. He was a wonderful father; more then that at times and she dedicate this presentation to him. Now before any pony got any “bright” ideas that he left to travel again, she stated that his body was so battered that even now, he was in the hospital...but at least now, they were whole once more. _____________________________________________________________________________