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Aaaand introducing… miss sweetie belle! Oh my lord this one gave me SO much trouble, nothing looked right, and i redid everything about 20 times, and honestly i still don’t know how happy i am w it, but i still think she turned out kinda cute! Im not sure if it’s easy to tell, but her hair is meant to be curled…😭 still tho, i think she’s cute! Scootaloo next ! 😼

Sweetie belle moved to ponyville with her big sister Rarity, not seeing much point in staying in canterlot where she didn’t see many opportunities for her future. Due to her lack of a cutie mark, and very, very sparse magic, she was an easy target for almost everyone who was bigger and more advanced than her. One day, whilst walking back to the boutique, she noticed a group of bullies quickly following behind her, starting to throw insults, nitpicking at whatever they could until they picked up the pace to a trot, soon quickly catching up to her before she panicked, and broke into a sprint, only for the bullies to do the same, starting to chase her. She was relying on her fight or flight, rounding a corner and darting into the large, unfamiliar barn, but deciding it looked good enough for her to hide out in for a few minutes.

That is, if the bullies didn’t decide to mercilessly hunt her down, like a twisted version of cat and mouse, easily trapping and cornering her, laughing and mocking her to herself. The leader suddenly raised her hoof, as if to strike her and start a fight, which sweetie belle didn’t wish to fight, and was too weak to do anyway. She closed her eyes, bracing herself for impact, before a sudden large shadow casted over her, a tall, bulky mare suddenly shoving the bullies away, no regard for the fact they were children, and raising her voice, yelling at them, and protecting sweetie belle.

“Listen here, you pesky little vermins! You got a lotta gall to come chasin’ down this little filly onto my property, but this’ll be the last time, ya hear?! Now scram!”

And in a moment, the bullies scampered away, and a large, kind hoof helped her up off of the ground, dusting her off and inviting her inside for some apple juice, which sweetie belle greatly accepted, telling the kind mare all about her bullies, past life, sister, and almost everything. The mare chuckled softly, patting her on the head before speaking,

“I think you’d get along swell with my lil’ sister. Want to meet her?”