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// The Sweetie Belle Sidetrack 
// Story: The One Pony You Never Prank 
// by Deep 
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--Takes Place Between Chapters Five and Six--


Sweetie Belle kicked open the front door to Twilight's house and stormed in, with a murderous look on her face.

"Hey, get back here!" the voice of guard screamed out.

Stepping on the splintered remains like they were nothing, Sweetie walked into the main library room as two royal guards chased after her.

"Stop at o-!"

Her horn glowed, and she grabbed them with her magic, knocking them into the walls behind her, one guard for the left wall and one for the right. The entire floor cracked from the impact and shook the treehouse. "Twilight, come out here!" she screamed in front of the staircase.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?!" Spike ran down the stairs, freezing once the sight of the carnage and damage done hit him. "What's wrong with you?! I spent all morning making the room clean... I was even going to rub it in Owlowiscious  hooting face when he said I couldn't-."

Like the guards, Sweetie Belle trapped him in her magical hold and threw him out through the hole where the door once was. "Twilight, you here!"

Hoofsteps came from on top of the stairs, followed by the pony Sweetie was searching for. "What's the meaning of this, Sweetie Belle?! I'm very busy with the investigation and don't have time for this! And look at what you did to the library! Well actually Spike can just clean that up, but still!"

"I want wings, Twilight!" Sweetie Belle stomped the floor. "Use that spell you used on my sister during the Best Young Flyer's Competition, now!"

'Whoa... calm down, Sweetie Belle. Why do you want them so badly?"

"Because I can't take living with Rarity anymore! That pony's just crazy, and now she's somehow gone even crazier! Rainbow Dash is my sister now."

"Why her?"

"She was the first pony I saw... kinda too late to go back on my word now. So, are you giving me the wings or not? I can't live with my new sister without them."

"I don't know... and it's not like that spell is permanent; it only lasts for three days."

"I can just keep on coming here. Next excuse," Sweetie Belle said with a stern face.

"And it's never been tested on fillies before. Who knows what side effects there could be?! You could turn into a moth, or grow wings out of your eyes, or-."

"Twilight, have you ever lived with Rarity?"

"I don't see how that matters, but-."

"Yes, or no?"

"Well... no."

"Try it out, and then you'll see why wings growing out of my eyes doesn't scare me. Just do the spell."

Twilight paused for a moment with a worried look, "Alright, but I still don't approve of this," and grabbed the book with the spell out of the shelf. "Alright..." Her horn lit up, and a magical wrap spiraled around Sweetie Belle, getting closer and covering her in a tornado like fashion. Twilight shot one final blast at her, and smiled as her creation came into being.

Sweetie Belle was ready for her new sister.