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// The Unfortunate Case of Miss Belle 
// Story: Sweetie Belle's Short Stories 
// by SweetAI Belle 
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Sitting at her desk at home, Sweetie Belle frowned, and shoved aside her homework.

It wasn't like writing a book report was that hard, anyways. Reading it out loud in front of the class was, but, well, she had a couple days to work on it. For now, it was story writing time.

She had a new prompt on her faithful prompt list, too. She pulled it out. "The generous and the dead". Well, Rarity was supposed to be generous, right? And that left-

She started writing.





“Sweetie Belle!”

Rarity paused, seeing her sister’s seemingly lifeless body on the bed. Lifting up her arm, it fell limply to her side.

“Sweetie Belle, you are not dead.”

She gazed up at the ceiling unseeingly.

“Now, I know you have a book report due-”

Sweetie Belle’s tongue stuck out of her mouth.

“But I’m sure your friends are expecting you-”

A bit of drool ran onto her pillow.

“We can make giant hats when you come back?”

Rarity paused hopefully. Nothing.

“Then, of course, there will be ice cream.”

A small voice spoke up. “Ice cream?”

“Ice cream and waffles.”

“What kind of giant hats?”

“What kind do you want?”

Sweetie Belle heaved herself out of bed. “There’d better be.”

“Would I lie? There will be drama! There will be fashion!”

Sweetie Belle’s eyes narrowed. Rarity continued quickly. “And there will be ice cream.”

“With waffles.”

“Yes. With waffles.”