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Season Spike Episode 3 Bully Problems

by Haoryu Changer

Chapter 3: Decisions

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Decisions

Celestia's sun peered through the windows of Carousel Boutique, trying to get it's way in.

On the second floor, in her bedroom. Sweetie Belle, was sleeping peacefully, her chest moving up and down slowly, contradicting to her soft breathing.

For a slight moment. The curtains in her room swayed a bit forward, making the sunlight shine on Sweetie's eyes in the process.

When the curtain returned to covering the sun, Sweetie Belle opened her eyes slowly.

Sweetie Belle sat up, and looked around. She was a bit weary for a moment but gained focus soon enough.

"Wha-what happened?" She said quietly while rubbing her eyes.

Sweetie sat for a minute. She yawned then threw her blanket off of herself, and trotted to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth, washed her face, and continued on downstairs.

Waiting for her in the kitchen was a delicious meal. The smell of toast with daffodils, made Sweetie's nose perk up, and she could also smell Rarity's "Divine" tea.

Sweetie looked at the coffee table to see her food, and she looked her left to see Rarity making something.

"Good morning Rarity!" Sweetie said as she sat down.

Rarity turned around and smiled when she saw Sweetie Belle. "Good morning deary, but..." Rarity pointed above Sweetie Belle.

Sweetie looked behind and above to see the clock that read, 12:07. "Oh..." Sweetie chuckled nervously.

"I heard you in the washroom upstairs and I decided to make you something to eat."

"It smells great Rarity! Thank you!"

Rarity turned back to grab her tea in her magic, and walked over to the coffee table.

"Oh, you're very welcome Sweetie." Rarity gave her a nuzzle on the cheek and proceeded to take a seat on the opposite end of the table.

It was quiet for a while. The only sounds being Rarity's occasional sipping, and Sweetie's eating. Finally, Sweetie Spoke up. "Um, sis?"

Rarity looked up at Sweetie Belle. "Yes Sweetie?"

"What happened last night? I was at my school... and then..." Sweetie Belle trailed off, trying to think what happened last night.

"Well, last night, you were at your clubhouse, and your friends and Apple Jack were so kind to bring you here after you dozed off." Rarity explained.

A soft gasp could be heard from Sweetie Belle.

Not hearing Sweetie's gasp, Rarity continued. "Apple Jack and your friends... told me that you, cried yourself to sleep..."

Sweetie looked down at her food.

"Is there... anything you want to tell me Sweetie?" Rarity said with reassuring eyes.

"I-It's nothing, don't worry about it."

"Sweetie Belle, no lady... OR gentlecolt deserves to fall asleep under such circumstances. I just want you to be safe."

"I said it's nothing. I'm fine." Sweetie took another bite from her toast.

"O-Okay, but... always know that, you can tell or ask me anything, alright?"

Sweetie Belle nodded.

"Good... So when are you leaving today?"

"Hm? Huh?"

"Remember? You said that you were going to the library today. To play with Spike." Rarity said.

Sweetie's eyes widened. "O-oh y-yeah. I didn't forget..." Sweetie chuckled nervously. "I'm leaving just now."

"So early?" Rarity came off of her chair and levitated her cup to the sink.

"Not for Spike, I'm meeting him at five. Just to go... do some... stuff..."

"Oh, alright. Be safe. I'll be upstairs all day working on some dresses if you need me." She then trotted out of the kitchen.

"Okay sis!" Sweetie Belle hopped off her seat and put her dishes in the sink as well. She walked outside and started debating to herself if she should go to Spike or not.

Meanwhile, Rarity was looking at her sister from an upstairs window. "Oh Sweetie Belle, why is it so hard for you to tell me. I know I can't just force you to tell me. If I only knew what's wrong.


Scootaloo was at the front of the clubhouse. She opened the door to see Apple Bloom. "Hey Apple Bloom! What's up?"

"Nothin'"

"Still thinking about Sweetie Belle?" Scootaloo said as she trotted over to Apple Bloom.

"Stood up for the most of the night thinking about her."

"Same here. I'm worried about her. What did Diamond Tiara say, to get her like that?"

"That's what we need to find out. Then, we can help Sweetie Belle however we can."

"Yeah, how about we go to the Boutique to go see if Sweetie Belle's doing alright?"

"Okay! Let's go!"


Sweetie Belle was sitting on the merry-go-round at the public park. There were not a lot of colts and fillies there, but Sweetie wanted to be alone. She wanted nothing more, than to be sure that what Diamond Tiara said, wasn't true. She knew herself, that Spike is not the type to do something that, but the facts that Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon gave kept delving into her mind.

In the middle of her thinking, she heard a voice. "Hey blank flank!"

She looked up in fear to see Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon themselves.

Tiara and Spoon both laughed at poor Sweetie's horrified expression.

"I never expected you to come out of the dark, after your "cry baby" act yesterday."

"Cr-cry baby?"

"Mhmm,  I don't think Spike would like a cry baby as his fillyfriend. Don't ya think, Silver?"

"He'd be better off with somepony who could actually do something in their life. Like, look at you. No cutie mark; no talent."

Sweetie's eyes shut themselves, as she waited for the next barrage of insults, but they never came. Instead, she heard a familiar, friendly voice.

"Stop that!"

Sweetie turned around to see her two friends. "Apple Bloom? Scootaloo?"

Apple Bloom and Scootaloo stepped in front of Sweetie Belle, blocking Tiara and Spoon.

"What do you want from her? Leave her alone!" Apple Bloom yelled.

"We won't let you hurt her anymore!" Scootaloo said.

"Oh look, now we have three untalented fillies. Just great!" Tiara said mockingly.

"Just leave!"

"And if I don't?"

Scootaloo grunted.

The four fillies started yelling at each other for a few minutes, when just then, a voice called out. "Hey! What's going on?" Next Chapter: "What did you just say to me?!" Estimated time remaining: 44 Minutes

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