//------------------------------// // The Fissure // Story: Sweetie Belle's Short Stories // by SweetAI Belle //------------------------------// Sweetie Belle paced around. She had a prompt, "Through the Ages", and she'd worked out an idea for it. But would it work? Only one way to tell. She started scribbling down a story really fast... *Flash* “Well, that didn’t work.” Spike. That was Spike. Twilight’s castle! Sweetie Belle ran forward to where Twilight and Spike were talking. “Twilight! I really need you to —” *Flash* She was backstage. A concert? “Sweetie Belle! You’re on next!” “Wait. I can’t go on right now. I need —” *Flash* It was dark. She was in a bed? She flailed around for a light and felt something furry against her hoof. “Mreow?” “Opal?” *Flash* Sweetie Belle looked at the crack in horror as it grew. With the magical energies hitting it-- She banged her hoof against the chamber door. “Let me out! It’s going to cascade. Somepony —” *Flash* “ —help me!” Twilight looked down at her. “No problem, Sweetie Belle. How can I help?” *Flash*