Sweetie Snail:
Chapter 1- A New Friend:
“Okay class, remember that your assignments are due by Friday this week! Oh, and don’t forget that show and tell is tomorrow okay!” Ms. Cheerilee shouts out to her class. They could care less, and would rather get home as quick as they could to play their video games, and do other non-productive activities.
“So you wanna hang with us back at the tree house Sweetie Belle?” Scootaloo asked.
“Yeah, we’re even gonna try ta see if we can get our cutie marks in spelunkin! Won’t that be fun?!” Applebloom added.
“Nah, I’m going to see if Rarity would like any help with something.” Sweetie Belle replied, as she walked the opposite way of the other two crusaders.
“Uh…doesn’t she normally not want your help on things?”
“Yeah, she don’t even like you to help her either, from what you told us.” Applebloom adds again.
“I know, but maybe this time will be different, maybe after that Sisterhooves Social event that happened just a couple of days ago, maybe she’ll realize what she needs to do.” Sweetie Belle replied once again, still walking her way back to her sister’s boutique.
“Okay then, see ya later alligator!” Applebloom waved back to her smiling. Sweetie Belle watches as they both zoom off on Scootaloo’s scooter, and her mad scooter skills down a trail that led to their treehouse.
“Well, off you go Sweetie Belle, let’s just see…what the?” she then stops herself completely, and faces towards a log her eyes just so happened to glance over at.
She was stopped by what appeared to be a snail on the log. She momentarily even forgot what it even was.
“Ooh, cool! Let’s see here, what are these things…oh yeah, it’s a snail!” she smiled big towards the slow moving blob with a shell, and with a little high-pitched crack in her voice. It looked back at her slowly, then back in front of itself as it continued its incredible odyssey across the log.
“I bet you’re tired, maybe that’s why you’re so slow?” Sweetie Belle does not hesitate, as she tries to grab the snail, but its slimy film makes her jerk away from it.
“Ewwww, gross!” she shakes her hoof a little, but wiping the slime off of her hoof thereafter.
“Fine, I guess you getting onto my hoof by yourself shouldn’t be that bad, come on little guy, don’t be shy.” She gets at the end of the log, as she hen begins to wait minute after passing minute for the snail to arrive at the end of the log.
Over half an hour had passed, and she was still sitting there in the exact same spot, waiting for her new friend to get to her.
“Oh…my…gosh! Dumb snail, get over here already!” she check back up at the top of the log, and sees it was now only an inch or two away from her.
“That’s it, just a little further…” she mumbled to herself, realizing it then started to change direction, and takes a sharp right instead.
“Okay, that’s it mister.” She says frustrated.
Without delay and no remorse, she grabs the snail once again, but the snail quickly heads inside of its shell.
“You’re coming home with me little guy. Hmm…what should I name you?” Sweetie Belle pondered, as she was now walking with three legs as one of her front ones was carrying the harmless mollusk.
She gasped just as she arrived at her sister’s boutique.
“I got it, the perfect name! I’m going to call you…Snaily!” her eyes gleamed largely from the suns reflection as the genius name she had just thought up.
“Rarity, Rarity! I got a new friend, look!”
“That’s wonderful Sweetie Belle, who could this new friend of yours- Waaah!” Rarity jumped back about half a foot after turning around to expect something with four legs and a mane. What she got was anything but that.
“W-what is that thing?” her hoof shaking a little as she pointed towards it.
“His name is Snaily, he’s my new friend! I’m even going to bring him to show and tell tomorrow! Isn’t he cool?” Sweetie Bell stuck it closer to her sister, Causing Rarity to squirm.
“Eh-he-he…yes…of course…friend…your friend…not mine…now then darling…PLEASE GET RID OF THIS THING!”
“It’s just a snail Rarity, calm down!” Sweetie Belle raised her voice over her sister’s.
“Sweetie Belle I know how much this…uh…”
“Snaily.”
“Er, right…this well…Snaily means to you, but this household is no appropriate environment for a creature to reside in.
“A what?”
“That thing can’t live here with us is what I’m trying to say.”
“Aw come on, why not Rarity? You never let me have anything for myself! I promise I’ll keep an eye on him. I’ll even make sure he doesn’t run off.” Silence then falls between Sweetie Belle and Rarity, as they both look back at the snail. The snail then looks back up at Sweetie Belle, then slowly back to Rarity.
“It’s aware?!”
“I guess so, do snails do that?”
“Not from what I remember in my school years? Normally they just do what they do best…put slime and filth over everything they touch. But this doesn’t look like anything I’ve ever seen from a snail?” Rarity began having thoughts of the snail slithering its way across everything she worked on. Though it’d take half of its life away in the first place if it did that.
Rarity couldn’t believe she was saying this, but she took in a deep breath, and faced back to her little sister.
“Okay Sweetie Belle…do you promise to keep that thing with you everywhere you go?”
“I don’t know if that would be a good idea Rarity.” Sweetie Belle replied feeling iffy about that situation.
“Well I do not under any circumstances want that thing to be in my designing room, understand?”
“Oh thank you so much! You really are the best sister ever!” Sweetie Belle hugged Rarity. However with the two of them not realizing, the snail slowly made its way onto Rarity’s mane, and slowly slithered inside of the jungle of hair.
“Okay now darling, you can let go now, I have a new design I’m working on for this season. So why don’t you go out and play with your friends, hm?” Rarity begins walking up the stairs, but stopped by her sisters voice once again.
“Ahh! It’s loose! Where’s Snaily?!” she panicked in her usual high-pitched squeaky voice.
“Oh I’m sure- IT’S WHAT YOU SAY?!” Rarity freaks out, hoping it wasn’t on her own self.
Rarity being the drama queen she was quickly made her way to Sweetie Belle wanting her to check since she herself was too afraid to check.
“Quick Sweetie Belle, is it on me?!” she tip-toed rapidly in place.
“No, I don’t see Snaily anywhere? Where is he? You gotta help me find him!”
“Good heavens would you look at the time, I must be off, I’m behind schedule as it is.” Rarity ignored her sisters’ statement, and galloped her way upstairs and closed the door behind her.
“Aw come on?! It’s just a snail, geez!” Sweetie Belle shouted back to her from the bottom of the stairs, her eyes still scanning the floor for her slimy new friend.
“Opal, can you help me find Snaily?”
The cat said nothing, and continued walking past her.
“Hmph…dumb cat, she just doesn’t know what it feels like to have a snail as a friend.” She says to herself.
The minutes passed on, atleast a good ten minutes or so before Sweetie Belle heard her sister scream at the top of her lungs upstairs.
“AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!”
“Well…she found him atleast.” Sweetie Belle said to herself, before making her way up to her sister’s design room hastefully before Rarity did something about it herself.
Opening the door, Rarity was hanging on a chandelier, looking down at Snaily. It simply crawled around her sewing machine, doing nothing productive other than that.
“You found him! Thanks a lot Ra-”
“GET RID OF IT NOW! It will hurt my poor baby if it does that long enough!”
Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes at the preposterous comment she just made, and proceeded over to her new friend.
“Come on Snaily, let’s go hang out somewhere else.” She extended her hoof over to the snail, but it honestly could care less.
“Snaily! Lets go!” she said again commandingly to the snail, it still continuing on its own course.
“You stupid snail, I’ll throw you out the window!” As soon as she finished her sentence just then, it looked at her and quickly got onto her hoof.
“That’s better, now let’s get going.”
“Er…whaaa? That, snail just went…how fast?!” Rarity tells herself, mildly pointing her hoof down to her little sister, and the creature from the black lagoon that was taking it easy with her as they both left the room below her.
“That…thing…is...oh confound it…I need a vacation.” She facehoofed herself , before realizing she was still hanging from her chandelier.
“Oh…right.” she added.