• Published 17th Jun 2013
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Scaredy Belle - redhotfillypepper



Sweetie Belle suddenly develops a fear of Big Macintosh

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Chapter 2

A new morning arrives in Ponyville. Rarity is in her kitchen sipping some breakfast tea while reading a magazine. As she reads her magazine, Sweetie Belle comes into the kitchen slowly and quietly. Her eyes still moist from her tear-filled sleep. The once energetic filly is now displays a lifeless cold stare of sadness. As Sweetie Belle slowly makes her way to the fridge, Rarity turns around and notices her.

"Good Morning, Sweetie Belle," she said.

Sweetie Belle slowly lifted her head up at Rarity, but says nothing.

"Sweetie Belle, you're not still upset about last night are you?"

"Yes," she quietly responded.

"You know, this is the third time you woke me up in the middle of the night due to your screaming and crying. It is was only a dream after all," Rarity responded.

"But what if-"

"Sweeite Belle, it was only a dream. Just repeat that to yourself."

"It was just a dream, It was just a dream, It was just a dream," she chanted.

Rarity then put her magazine down and got up from the table.

"Well now, I am off to get some groceries," she said as she levitated her saddlebags onto her. She then turned to Sweetie Belle. "Do you want to come along? Maybe some fresh air will calm you down."

"I guess," said Sweete Belle.

***

The Ponyville marketplace is bustling with vendors. Fruits and vegetables colorful as the canopies they were under. The pegasai cleared every cloud in the sky, and Rarity's attitude is as bright as the day. Unfortunately, Sweetie Belle still has a worried look on her face as she traveled alongside Rarity still chanting that phrase. As they walk through the marketplace, Scootaloo comes riding by on her scooter. She stops next to Sweetie Belle and Rarity.

"Hey, Sweetie Belle, where have you been these past couple days?" she asked.

"She was in my house having and recovering from some sort of nightmare," said Rarity.

"It was so scary and real," said Sweetie Belle.

"Whatever, too bad you can't be tough like me," said Scootaloo. As she rides off with a confident stride, she accidentally crashes into Roseluck's rose booth. She is covered in about a dozen of unthorned roses. Her face tightens up with pain.

"Scootaloo, are you alright?" cried Rarity.

"Yeah- ow. I'm tough like- ow- Rainbow Dash!" she replied while trying to hold back the tears. Rarity and Sweetie Belle continue on.

"You know, Rainbow Dash needs to talk some sense into her before she gets killed," said Rarity

Sweetie Belle gasped.

"Oh Sweetie Belle, I wasn't wishing death on her, I was only concerned about her safety."

"No. I meant that." Sweetie Belle points to a dilapidated building adjacent to them. The windows were boarded up and it also appeared to be slanted. It began to disturb Sweetie Belle because it looked eerily similar the abandoned house in her dreams.

"Oh yes, The Salt Lick. It was one of the great restaurants in ponyville. It even beat out some Canterlot restaurants. Then they got a new owner who pretty much neglected the place until it was closed down." Rarity then turns to Sweetie Belle who is shivering in fear. "Sweetie Belle, calm yourself. They inspect every inch of the building before they condemn it. If there was some sort of scary monster, we would have heard of it."

"Okay," said Sweetie Belle. She resumed her chant as she and Rarity continue to through the market. They continue walking until they come to Applejack's booth.

"Hi there, Rarity. Hello, Sweetie Belle," said Applejack.

"Hi," Sweetie Belle said quietly and nervously.

"What's the matter, sugarcube?"

"She has had some... umm... nightmares these past few days and it has really gotten to her," explained Rarity.

"Well don't ya worry. Ah brought some apple fritters from home. Maybe that will cheer ya up," Applejack then turns around. "Here they come."

Sweetie Belle sees the tray being placed on the table. The pony lifts his neck up and looks down at Sweetie Belle and reveals himself to be Big Macintosh. A sudden coldness grips Sweetie Belle. Her heart stops beating, her knees turn to custard, and all time stops. She begins to have flashbacks to her nightmare of Big Macintosh beating her to death.

"Why hello there," said Big Macintosh.

Sweetie Belle then lets out an ear-piercing scream and runs back to the boutique.

"Was it something I said?"

Comments ( 6 )
Comment posted by Agri_Yob deleted Jun 18th, 2013

Great fanfic must Finnish. I love it so far.

:eeyup: REDRUM!
:unsuresweetie: What was that?
:eeyup: Would you like a piece of apple pie?

It's always the quiet ones...

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Finnish? I wouldn't say anything about it cause I know it's finish, but the capitalization made me think of the language.

Hmm. I think this fic could use a fair amount of work. You switch between past and present tense numerous time which will toss the reader out of the experience. The story could also use more description, especially alongside the attributions. Most of the dialogue could be improved upon. It feels quite bland and bare-bones at the moment.

Just an honest opinion, because I know feedback is what an author needs in order to improve.

Thank you for writing,
~SilentBelle

Poor Sweetie :fluttercry:

more more more!!! :raritycry:
or i shall severely injure u with my adorableness! :applecry::fluttershysad::yay::raritydespair:

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