Can You Hear My Sweetie Bells?

by Blue Valentine


Chapter 3: Hardly a Pony

"So tell me, Apple Bloom, is my mascara still visible?"
"N-no!"
"Good."

Apple Bloom was kind of traumatized. Luckily, Sweetie Belle didn't hurt her friends. She never would have forgiven herself.

Every day for the past week had been dreaded by Sweetie Belle. She couldn't stop herself from crying whenever she thought about how she was in a fight with her sister before she died. Sweetie Belle had found it annoying how Rarity called her "Dahhling" all the time. Now, she found a place in her mind that missed Rarity's voice. That place was in a place where she just missed Rarity all together. After the week ended, her mailbox was full. Sweetie Bell skipped school and ate nothing all week, cooped up in her sister's room. The mailbox was filled with letters from her friends at school. Cherillee probably forced them to. None of them liked her anyways. Sweetie read some of the letters. She opened the one from Rumble, but didn't read it. She shouldn't care what he thinks. This is his fault. If he didn't break up with her, none of this would have happened. All she could think was that it was all Rumble's fault. When it was night time, she took some of Rarity's needle and thread, and headed to rumbles house. She walked through the wall which was the front of his house. When she got in, she was in the living room. She saw pictures of Rumble and his family on the wall. She was disgusted. Sweetie found her was up too his room.

"Aw," She said to herself.
"He's cute when he sleeps." She pulled out the needle and thread.
"Lets see how cute he is with stitches."

Suddenly Rumble woke up.

"AH-"

She pinned him to the wall.
Sweetie started to stick the needle into his arm. Then she stopped.

"First, i'll shut you up."

She used magic to sew the needle in and out of Rumbles muzzle. He was crying, but he couldn't speak.

"It's okay baby," Sweetie cooed.
"I'll sing you a song."

After all, singing was her talent.

"A silent colt in a silent night. Silent ponies flying kites. My kite broke so I'll take yours. Hand it over, don't say a word,"

Sweetie had stitches through both arms.

"Silence is golden, don't you see? Just be silent just don't speak. Just stay quiet through the night. Soon you'll be flying like a kite,"

Sweetie had stitches through one of his legs. He shivered in pain as she slowly put the needle into his delicate skin, and it burned when he felt the stringy thread get pulled through him.

"Close your mouth, close your eyes too. If you don't, then I'll to it for you. Talk is cheap, don't you see? Darling silence is the key."

Sweetie finished stitching through his left leg.

"All done. See, it wasn't that hard, now was it?"

To finish him off, she stabbed him in the hard with the needle.

"To take away your precious pain." She mumbled to his dying body.

Sweetie Belle looked in his mirror. Her appearance had changed. Her body was slightly see-through, and her eyes were pitch black. Her hair was a different shape, and a slightly different color.

"This is me, Rarity. Hope your proud." She giggled, and left Rumbles house to go sleep in the outskirts of Ponyville for the rest of the night.

In the morning, Rumble's odd death was all over the news. Sweetie wasn't worried. She was practically a ghost. But that wasn't what was really on her mind. It wasn't Rumble's fault. It was all Diamond Tiara's fault! She knew that! Well she was definitely next. Sweetie was also thinking about her friends. Apple Bloom and Scoots. She could never see them again. They wouldn't accept her the way she is now. But she needed revenge on Diamond Tiara. She began to sing her song of silence. Whenever she sang the song, you could hear sweet bells chiming to the tune of the song. The bells summoned Diamond Tiara out of bed. It summoned her to the outskirts of town, with Sweetie Belle. Sweetie stopped singing. She pinned Diamond Tiara down and she wanted to explain what was going on before she was killed.

"What the hay- Sweetie Belle? Pffft! You look horrible!"
"Not as horrible as you're gonna look in the fire of tartarus with stitches up your body." She said with a smirk slowly coming up her face.
"Umm, what!?"

Sweetie Belle took out the needle and thread. She began at the mouth, knowing that Diamond Tiara would scream. Diamond Tiara's pupil got tiny, and her eyes were super watery. You could tell she wanted to scream and cry.

"A silent filly in a silent night. Silent ponies flying kites. My kite broke so I'll take yours. Hand it over, don't say a word,"

Sweetie had stitches on Diamond Tiara's left arm there was more blood on the needle each time it weaved in and out of her arm.

"Silence is golden, don't you see? Just be silent just don't speak. Just stay quiet through the night. Soon you'll be flying like a kite,"

She had slowly and painfully stitched through Diamond Tiara's right arm. Diamond was crying the loudest she had ever cried, but it was nothing but silent in the real world. It was music to Sweetie Belle's ears. In and out and in and out. Push and pull and push and pull. Sweetie Belle thought as she did exactly that. Sweetie reeeaaally wanted to kill her right then and there, but she had to make it painful. Worth her while.

"Close your mouth, close your eyes too. If you don't, then I'll do it for you. Talk is cheap, don't you see? Darling silence is the key."

She was finished with Diamond Tiara. She looked like a voodoo doll. She was Sweetie Belle's voodoo doll now. Sweetie actually wanted to hear what Diamond Tiara had to say. She slowly undid the stitches on her muzzle.

"Shh, Dia."

DIamond Tiara was shaking.

"Speak, you little brat. Speak your mind, for all I care."
"...............Happy?"
"What!?"
"Are you..... Satisfied, Sweetie Belle?"
"Hmm... Good question Dia. You're fun to talk to. Actually, I'm not satisfied."
"...What do y-y-y-yuh min?" She asked weakly.

Sweetie Belle got up close and looked Diamond Tiara in the eyes.

"If I can't have a sister, no one can."