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// SISTER!! [part II] 
// Story: I Don't Write 
// by Clean Karma 
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Sweetie Belle stepped through the portal expecting to be in some strange land, but no.  She was on a boat.  It was enormous and decorated with [insert ship jargon here].

"Welcome to Great Tear Sweetie Belle!  Now before I find a cabin for you let me introduce you to--"

"Damn it Discord!  Stop ye bringing of all these here ponies on me boat!  I've had enough!" Sweetie looked for the location of the screaming and saw none other than...

"Captain Pippers!" Discord announced, "How be the old crap bag?  Still a party pooper?  They have medication for that ya know.  Just not in this universe."

Sweetie Belle couldn't believe her eyes.  This was Pipsqueak.  The same colt from her school.  How could this be?

"It's Captain Pip Packer to you Discord!  And you!" pointing a hoof at Sweetie Belle he said, "Why are you here little filly?"

Sweetie Belle stuttered out her response, "I...I'm loo...looking for my sis...sister Pipsqueak."

The Captain observed Sweetie for a second before nodding his head, "Well, I think you'll do fine.  Corporal Spit Ball!"

A yellow Pegasus flew from behind the wheel and in front of her Captain, "Yes Captain?"

Sweetie's eyes bulged from her head, "Captain Spitfire!?"

Pipsqueak ignored the exclamation, "have this filly put in shackles.  We've got slave trade with the Griffons on our next route.

"WHAT!?" Sweetie screamed.

ten years later


Captain Pipsqueak lay in his bed pondering what he had done in life.  All his wrongs, all his failures.  They were one and the same.  He no longer desired to live with these memories.  He looked to the side of his bed where a young adult Unicorn stood with a knife in her magical grasp.

"Do it then."

With one motion, Captain Pit Packer was a mere body on a mattress, and Unicorn known as "The Blades Mistress" was truly free from her enslavement.