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// The Rip In the Sky 
// Story: Sweetie Belle's Short Stories 
// by SweetAI Belle 
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Next up for prompts was "crossing over". There were a number of ways you could go with this one, such as being "cross all over", but literally seemed like the most interesting. Trying not to write too much was an issue, actually. None the less, she figured she could come up with something.





The rip hung in the sky and shimmered. 

Scootaloo threw a rock, and it vanished halfway.

Twilight had said the rips went to another universe, one like this one, but where things had happened differently.

Of course, Twilight hadn’t known where any of them were, then. It was sheer luck Scootaloo had happened on one.

The sensible thing to do would be to go find Twilight and tell her. Then she could do a bunch of measurements and experiments. Anything could be through there.

But then, anything could be through there. When would she get a chance like this again?

There could be dinosaurs on a rampage. She could even be a dinosaur. There could be another Scootaloo who was a unicorn, or in the Wonderbolts, or who had lived a totally different life.

Her parents could be there waiting...

Suddenly deciding, Scootaloo stepped through.