How is it in Manehatten, Sister?

by Notillia

Rating: everyone
Tags: Cheerilee, Drama, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Silver Spoon, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Tragedy, Diamond Tiara, Slice of Life, Twilight Sparkle, Sad
Length: 3179

Sweetie Belle becomes depressed by certain outcomes, and the rest of the CMC try to help her out.

In Ponyville, Sweetie Belle wakes up in her everyday home, only to discover that she's been left alone! She quickly turns to her friends who do their best to help... But it isn't enough to bring Sweetie Belle's heart back up from the shadows.

Published 2015-07-06 19:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-05-14 20:15:13 UTC

Let Down

Sweetie Belle was so excited Saturday night. It was eight o'clock and Sweetie couldn't be more excited. She hoped off the sofa in the living room of Carousel Boutique to her sister Rarity. "Rarity! I'm so excited! Are you excited, because I'm excited. I can't believe it. I mea-" she shrieked with excitement to her sister.

"Calm yourself, Darling. Yes it's true Manehatten is calling, but no reason to shout! Now, are your bags packed? I'll go over my list just to make sure- You do the same," Sweetie Belle's sister, Rarity said as she trotted up the marble stairs to her bedroom.

Sweetie Belle couldn't handle the excitement. She rushed up to her room and began packing: Books, Pencils, Paper, Diary, Clothes, Shoes, Swimsuit, Reading Glasses, and Twenty Two Bits. Sweetie Belle put her bags in the corner of her room and put on her lavender night gown. She'd have to pack that as well when she woke up. Sweetie Belle yelled a goodnight to her sister, Rarity, as she fell asleep in her bed- barely.

As Luna's moon rose up from the peaks, and Celestia's sun set that night, Sweetie Belle (who had to go to bed early) tucked herself in, and opened the blinds with her amazing, green glow. She was proud of herself for being able to do magic, so she was often called lazy.

Rarity, on the other hoof, was going frantic. She threw bags across the room. She woke up screaming: "PACK!" She trotted around her room. She kept Sweetie Belle awake most of the night. "Calm yourself, now, Rarity. Hurry up... I'll be late if I don't get some sleep," Rarity said to herself as she trotted over to her vanity and put curlers in her mane and made duplicates of pillows to sleep on, and not mess up her mane. She crawled into bed and tucked herself in, using a cyan aura to put on her sleeping mask. The white mare also put duct tape on her muzzle so she did not snore. How gross! Sweetie Belle, however did not mind, and often woke her older sister up.

As everypony that night in Ponyville was asleep, as soon as the clock ticked to five a.m., Rarity teleported out of bed and took out the curlers in her mane as she teleported a blue bell dress on her. She put in golden earrings and a silver necklace. The white mare scurried to write a note in her neatest hoofwriting with her horn.

*My Dearest Sweetie Belle,

Good morning. I am sorry I had not yet told you, but you will be staying with Twilight Sparkle in her palace. Aren't you excited? I admit, it's not Manehatten, but it is summer, and Twilight said she'd love to have you. She should be here at around seven thirty. Your friends may visit under Twilight's permission and remember your manners. I was going to let you go to your other sister, Applejack's home, but I remembered it was a farm. Be fabulous and nice. Write to me everyday, through Spike. I talked with the two and we agreed that it's fine. Here is the address to mail to: 3127 East Grassfield Street, Manehatten

Have fun with Twilight Sparkle and Spike!*

Your Sister, Rarity

Rarity levitated her bags with a cyan glow, and took one last glance at the clock before she made breakfast for herself: 5:27 a.m. Rarity's train left at six, and she still had to do some things. She made herself a bagel with cream cheese (Rarity received one ounce cream cheese every week on a Thursday. She ate it and looked at the clock once more in the kitchen: 5:32 a.m. She ran to grab the note, and taped it on the inside of Sweetie Belle's door. She then left at exactly 5:34 a.m.

Sweetie Belle woke up at around eight a.m. and got up to get dressed. She looked over at the clock. The white mare scurried to get her dress on. Then, she saw a note. From her sister, Rarity! It couldn't be a fraud, because the i's were dotted with hearts, and it was written in pink! The younger sister opened the note from her older sister to find what was written inside.

"Dear Sweetie Belle, Your not coming to Manehatten with me. Your going to be with Twilight Sparkle instead! P.S. I hate you!" Sweetie Belle screeched to her friends outside as they came to pick her up for crusading that day.

"Ah'm sure she din't say exactly that," Applebloom said outside the Carousel Boutique.

"I don't know, Sweetie Belle. Applebloom, your right. Where's the note? Me and Applebloom should take a look at it," Scootaloo said.

"Applebloom and I, Scootaloo. You used incorrect grammar. Now, I have the note. It's in my room. I'll go get it real quick," Sweetie Belle said, dissappearing into her room for quite a while before coming back out, levitating a note with a light green aura. "Here."

The other two crusaders looked at the note. "But it's a Saturday! We have school in two days! You told Ms. Cheerilee that you were going on a vacation to Manehatten for the rest of the month!" Scootaloo gasped.

"So? She 'an just t'll Ms. Cheerilee 'at she dint end up goin," Applebloom said.

"So?! So she told the class! She told Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon! They'll pick on her! They'll laugh at her! They'll be mean to her! They'll-" Scootaloo said.

"Have to deal with us," Applebloom said, cutting off Scootaloo, mid-sentence.

"Right!" Sweetie Belle sparked  from her horn. "Cutie!"

"Mark!" Applebloom said.

"Crusaders!" Scootaloo said.

"TOGETHER!!" they all chanted.

And Sweetie Belle suddenly felt less sad. She knew something- she had two amazing girls by her side. And they'd deal with everything together. As one!

Caught Yellow, White, and Orange Hooved

The three fillies slumbered that night, for their plan was successful... until when they woke up to a large, threatening voice. The voice of Twilight Sparkle. "SWEETIE BELLE, SCOOTALOO? APPLE BLOOM? WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE SUN ARE YOU DOING?!"

Apple Bloom stepped up, the little filly crying. "I-I... Applejack always said ta be ahnest... Ah had the ideah ahv havin' a slumber pahrty without ya'lls ok... An' we did... But ah knew it was wrong... Ah'm sorry, Twahlaght..."

The lavender unicorn looked at the three girls, sad and two crying. "Oh girls," she said, giving a second of sadness. "Don't cry..."

"You mean, we're forgiven?" Scootaloo peeped out.

"With no consequences?" Sweetie Belle said, sparks from her horn.

The older unicorn giggled. "Oh, of course not! You will clean up this mess, and take Spike's place for the week. I have a special report to the Princess today!"

After receiving a groan from all three fillies, the lavender unicorn flew off to report to Spike the news of him sleeping in as long as he would like.

"Stupid Rarity! This is all her fault! If only she would take me to Manehatten..." Sweetie Belle said, angrily.

"Well, don't forget about tomorrow..." Scootaloo brought up.

"Just another reason to hate Mahnday," Applebloom said sourly.

So after a long, excruciating day with Twilight Sparkle, The Cutie Mark Crusaders finished all the tasks that were forced onto them unfairly. So, during their break of cookies and lemonade, they plotted their Monday. "Just make something up! It's not like she'll give a buck," Scootaloo said.

Sweetie Belle gasped. "Ooh! You used a naughty word! OOOOOOHHHH!!!!" Sweetie Belle pointed a hoof and Scootaloo and "Oohed" at her rebelry.

"So? Rainbow Dash uses swears all the time. It's fine. Besides, what's the biggie?" Scootaloo said, crossing her hooves and putting on her "signature shades" before rolling her eyes at Sweetie Belle. It was hard for everypony to know that she was doing it. Or else it didn't work.

"Ya'll, let's just wait an' see," Applebloom said. And so, they waited.

Of Course. Thank you, Dear Diamond

"Sweetie Belle! Time for school! Get ready!!!" Twilight Sparkle yelled throughout the house.

Sleepily, the young filly arose from her twin sized bed. She turned over on this Monday, and looked at the clock. 4:29 4:30 A.M. . P.M.---- Alarm --- 6:45 "That's strange... my alarm didn't go off. And it says that it's... FOUR THIRTY?!" Reluctantly, she slouched out of the bed. She slipped on her saddlebag and combed her mane. Applebloom had brought multiple scrolls, and she learned to levitate as well. So, she went down the magical stairs and into the kitchen. "Twilight, it's too early," she said, groggily.

"It is NEVER to early. Besides, eat your breakfast. Fluttershy has brought me some eggs," Twilight said, placing an omelet in front of the sleeping filly. She poked her with a fork gently. "Sweetie, eat up! Then brush your teeth. And go to school. You should teleport there! I'll drop you off. Or, we can walk. You decide. Oh no, the toast!" Twilight ran to butter the toast for Sweetie Belle's sandwich for lunch.

"Uh-huh," she nodded, and brushed her teeth in the bathroom. Well, at least Apple Bloom and Scootaloo would be there.

           Sweetie reached the school house and slumped into her seat.  She examined Diamond Tiara as she went to go talk to Miss Cheerilee about homework. "The history book? It didn't have the information." Classic Tiara. Last week she squirmed out of the science project because it broke. Her essay got thrown in a river. Math homework? Lost in the Everfree. The only reason Cheerilee kept letting her off, was because Spoiled Rich was head of the schoolboard. "Alright, Diamond. But this is the last time," Cheerilee frowned. She said that the last 20 times.

"Hey!" Silver Spoon yelled at Diamond. "Look!" she pointed a hoof at a little white filly with a purple mane. "Somepony missed her train!"

"I-I didn't miss the train..." she trembled.

"Then why are you here, Blanky?" Diamond said, creeping over to Sweetie Belle. They called her "Blanky" for short of "Blank Flank" after they grew hurried to figure out the truth.

"R-Rarity left me... Here in Ponyville. But, I can assure you, she went to Manehatten!"

"Is Rarity here? No. Well, it sure is a surprise that you decided to join us today instead of being a model for your sister!"

-2 weeks earlier-

"Rarity's taking me to Manehatten. Jealous, Diamond?"

"So? What are you doing there?"

"I think I'm going to be a model! For Sapphire Shores!"

"Oh, really?"

"Really."

"Really?"

"For. Real."

"For real?"

"The realist."

-Now-

"It's the 'Realest of The Real!'" Diamond mocked.

Sweetie frowned. "Well, my sister-"

"Went to Manehatten without the little blank flank? Probably the best idea... Wouldn't want you to embarrass anypony, now would we?" Silver Spoon said, faking a pout. "Wouhn wouhn wouhhnnnn..."

"Poor thing... Neglected by her own sister!"

Sweetie Belle teared up. They were being so mean to her, and it just wasn't the least bit fair! How could a pony be so mean? Rarity didn't neglect her. Did she? The simple thought made the young white filly cringe. She hoped that the two would stop. She closed her eyes so tightly, that she couldn't tell anything apart from if she had tears or not. She gritted her teeth. However, she kept her ears perked. She still heard them.

Blank Flank.

Blanky.

Sisterless.

Regret.

Mistake.

The names killed her inside. But, she resisted the urge to cry. She felt a fire in her eyes, her muzzle stiffing, her throat had a bubble inside. She had to tell them what she really thought about them. And so...

"Diamond Tiara, you only pick on me because of your mother! She thinks you are just a worthless slob. But you know what? So. Do. I."

"W-what?! That's a load of s-"

"And Silver Spoon, you only call me those things because you are a victim of Diamond Tiara's bullying. She only wants to to think that you are her friend, so you play dog with her. Sit."

Silver Spoon, in a trance, obeyed. "Yes, Master," she spilled out as if it were an accident, which it was in this case.

Sweetie Belle didn't feel the fire anymore. The bubble was gone, popped. And her muzzle was lose. All that came from her eyes was a single trace of coldness. Not even a drop of mercy. She felt evil. Mean. A bully.

Scootaloo stepped back from her friend. "Sweetie, stop it!"

"Oh, what would you know? You're just a pegasus who can barely flap her wings. Why do I even bother hanging out with you?"

Scootaloo whimpered and took a step back. "Sweets..." she whispered.

Now this got Applebloom upset. She started on Sweetie Belle with an angry glare, then on to her little 'Ya'll should know better' speach, "Oh, now ya'll've got Scoots upset. I thought you were just one that understood us. Why don't ya'll just go play with ponies who are like ya'll- mean! Ya'll should know better. Come on, Scootaloo. We don't need her."

Kicked Out/The Picture of Green Flames

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The Time Has Come

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"Innocence" Kills

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Discovering The Truth

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It's all over now.../Dear Reader

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Twilight Sparkle's New House Guest

The three fillies arrived at Princess Twilight Sparkle's kingdom/castle place, that they named themselves. Applebloom knocked on the door as the Princess replied, "Coming!" and arrived at the door to greet them. "Hi, girls! How are you three?"

"Ah'm alright, but Sweetie Belle is a little ma-" Applebloom said.

"I'M FURIOUS! HOW DARE RARITY LEAVE ME HERE IN PONYVILLE WHILE SHE GOES OFF TO MANEHATTEN?!" Sweetie Belle shouted very angry. "I CAN'T BELIEVE HER GUT!" She was now crying tears of rage, and sorrow.

"She wrote you a note. Is her address there?" Twilight tried to cheer Sweetie Belle up. She nodded. "Well, how about we write her a letter? That will be nice! You can just explain why your mad and ask why she left you in Ponyville. That way, maybe you won't be so mad anymore. Spike, please write a letter. To 3127 East Grassfield Street, Manehatten," the princess said.

Spike arrived with a quill in his claw that dripped ink on the paper. He began to write what the young, enraged unicorn said. "Dear Rarity," she said calmly. "HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME IN MANEHATTEN?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY BIG SISTER! INSTEAD YOU LEAVE ME HERE IN PONYVILLE! I AM SO FURIOUS AT YOU RIGHT NOW, AND I AWAIT YOUR APOLOGIES IN A RESPONSE TO THIS LETTER.  Your sister that is very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very furious at you right now, Sweetie Belle. Oh, and Spike, can you dot the "i"'s in Sweetie Belle with hearts? Thanks!" And Spike did so. He sent the letter with his magic fire breath (the three girls also named that) and went back to do the dishes.

"Sweetie Belle, don't you think that was, um, a bit... much?" Twilight Sparkle said.

"No way! Sweetie Belle has every single Equestrian right to be mad! Her sister ditched her! And at least she has a sister!" Scootaloo pouted, envying Sweetie Belle every bit. She'd rather have a ditching, jerky sister than no sister at all. Even if that sister was into fashion, and dresses, and fru fru boring stuff.

"Yea! An' mah sister would never do som'in like 'at ta me!" Applebloom said, standing alongside Scootaloo.

"Yeah!" they said in unison.

"Sweetie Belle, why don't you unpack? You can unpack your bags upstairs, three doors down the right, then five or six hallways right, to make your way to the library where you will see two doors, you enter the left one, then go downstairs to find two hallways, take the right one, then two doors to your left is the middle door- your room!" Twilight explained.

"Can you please just show me?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Sure," Twilight said.

The two walked and walked and walked. It seemed it would never stop! Finally, the two stopped at a large door that led to Sweetie Belle's room during her stay at Twilight Sparkle's large, LARGE castle. It was a giant room. In Sweetie Belle's mind, it was the biggest room she'd ever thought of. "Uh, Twilight..." Sweetie Belle said.

"Oh, one more thing!" Twilight said, ignoring Sweetie Belle's comment. Twilight Sparkle flew (she was pretty good at it now) to a large door and opened it- inside was a staircase. "Here, if you need me, I've enchanted it to be wherever whoever you need is. I'll call you for dinner! Have fun, Sweetie," Twilight said and flew off.

"Stupid dumb Rarity..." the young white unicorn grumbled. She heard a knock on her door, interupting her graphic, PG-13 (not for this story!) thoughts about Rarity. "It's open!" she yelled, and saw two fillies walk in. The yellow one walked up to her and hugged her.

"Les go to Sweet Apple Acers tommarow an make some applesauce! It'd be fun! Ask Twilight if you can meet us at the clubhouse," Applebloom said.

Scootaloo gasped. "Let's have a sleepover!" she shrieked, having a good idea. In a flash, three little crusaders went to the staircase and chanted "Twilight Sparkle" to find the princess making dinner.

"We wanna have a slumber party!" Sweetie Belle said, the other crusaders loyaly behind her.

"Tonight? I'm sorry, but I can't have two other fillies in my home tonight," Twilight said. "I have a meeting with the princess tomorrow, and I cannot have three fillies-"

"Havin' fun..." Applebloom said sourly.

"No, no, it's that-"

"Then why can Sweetie Belle stay?!" Scootaloo demanded.

"Rarity asked, and I planned ahead of time!" Twilight Sparkle would not lose this fight! "Also, one filly isn't as intense as three!"

"Have you even met me, Twilight? I'm as crazy as them!" Sweetie Belle shrieked.

"Which is why I cannot have three!"

"We'll be good!" the girls pleaded. "We promise!"

"I'm sorry, but my answer is 'no.'"

"Well, can I at least go to Sweet Apple Acers tomorrow?" Sweetie asked very politely.

"I suppose that can be arranged," Twilight submitted.

The three raced to Sweetie Belle's room since they knew where it was. "Alright, game plan," Scootaloo grinned, sitting in a circle with her other two friends. "Sweetie Belle, tell Twilight that your extra hungry tonight, ok? Use a teleportating spell to get us some food. I'm sure there's a book in Twilight's library. Applebloom! Find the library and get a book or a scroll for Sweetie Belle to learn the spell. I'll go grab some pillows and blankets and stuff  for me and Applebloom. Be back soon!"

"Applebloom and me, Scootaloo," Sweetie Belle interupted.

"What?"

"You made a grammatical mistake," she said. "Whatever, just go! And hurry! Dinner will be done soon!"

Scootaloo flew out the window to the clubhouse where the three crusaders kept their emergency slumber party kit. If Applebloom hadn't thought of that- whew!

Applebloom came back. Sweetie Belle practiced. Scootaloo got the stuff. Twilight made dinner. Their plan was perfect. Until.... Tomorrow!