Sweetie Belle Can't Find Her Socks.

by Super Trampoline


Sufjan Stevens Pictures on Derpibooru

"You know," said Sweetie Belle, mindlessly flipping through the pages of a Pitchfork magazine from last March, "I bet maybe Sufjan Stevens knows where my socks are. I mean, he writes so many deep and meaningful lyrics; he probably knows a lot of stuff."

The problem was, Sweetie wasn't really sure how to contact Sufjan Stevens. Though certainly existent, there isn't exactly a huge overlap between Bronies and fans of moody indie music. On the other hoof, Sweetie was well aware of Rule 85 of the internet: If it exists there is a pony of it. Inasmuch, she figured she could probably find a ponified version of Sufjan on Derpibooru, for if not Derpibooru, then where?

Imagine then, if you will oh faithful reader, the filly's horror--or at least profound disappointment--in the moments after she had typed "Sufjan Stevens" into the Derpibooru search bar and pressed enter, only to be confronted with...

Nothing

"We couldn't find any images for you. None at all. Nope. We did try, though! ", Sweetie read aloud, listlessly. Not only could she not find her socks, but she could not find any pictures of Sufjan Stevens on Derpibooru either. This sucked. Sweetie sighed, feeling mildly depressed now.

But then, a stray thought flashed through her head, and a smile cracked her stoically pursed lips. She really felt like listening to some melancholic music in sync with her current nebulous emotions.

In other words, Sufjan Stevens.

She popped her Carrie & Lowell cassette into the tape deck and her headphones upon her head, ready to fall into the depths of timeless sorrow.