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// A Search for a Judge 
// Story: The Sweet Sounding Belle 
// by Lewis a Cute Pegasus 
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The bell rings, signalling the end of the school day, fillies and colts trotting out of the classroom, to hang around the playground a bit before they head home. Sweetie Belle sits down on a bench and sighs, sad that she has to do the talent show alone. "Applebloom and Scootaloo are gone during the talent show..." she thought, hanging her head down. She has something for the talent show, and she doesn't feel nervous, she just thinks that her voice isn't good enough. 

Sweetie Belle gasps as an idea pops into her head, and goes to her fellow classmates.
"Do you wanna watch my practice for the contest and judge it?" Sweetie Belle asks Archer confidently.
"Sorry but I have to get straight home in the next 5 minutes." Archer answered apologetically.
"Its alright!" Sweetie Belle went to ask Rumble the same question.
"Sorry, but... I... um... need to go somewhere" Rumble lied, hiding his affection for somepony, trying to not say he's going on a date.
"Its... okay?" Sweetie Belle responded, confused yet in a suspicious tone, and watched as Rumble flew away quickly.

Sweetie Belle asked more of her classmates, but the answers she got were on the lines of "I have to go do some homework" or "I need to be home soon" and she slowly started giving up hope, until she saw one last colt, the only one who didn't try to bail away. Sweetie Belle looked at the tall yet skinny pegasus colt.
"Hey Featherweight! Wanna be the judge for my talent show practice?" Sweetie Belle asked, pulling her famous puppy eyes. Featherweight blushed, it was bad enough he had a crush on Sweetie Belle but those eyes made him "n'aaww" mentally, he was scared to say no to his crush, but sighed and nodded shyly. Sweetie Belle did her famous loud "YAY!" without the rest of her friends, and dragged Featherweight to the clubhouse.