Whatever you call the beggining of a story that introduces the plot a little and leaves lots of room for imagination
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Whatever you call the beggining of a story that introduces the plot a little and leaves lots of room for imagination
It was a nice autumn night........ Possibly too perfect. Twelve year old Sweetie Belle, along with Apple Bloom, another twelve year old, and Scootaloo, a Twelve and a half year old slept soundly in the CMC clubhouse. Sweetie Belle, the sensitive sleeper felt movement in the clubhouse.
"Hello?" She asked. "Anybody there?"
" Stfu Sweetie." Mumbled Scootaloo, who could sleep through a wrecking ball or explosives, but if somebody talked or she felt too much movement.
"I heard something. Something scary....."
"Wake up, AB. The sweet little baby heard something go bump in the night." Scootaloo said. She slugged Apple Bloom in the arm.
"Wut?" Apple Bloom said.
"Sweetie Belle's scared." Scootaloo replied.
"Can we investigate?" Sweetie asked. "Nighttime crusade?"
"Fine. Sweetie Belle, you carry th' lantern. Scoots will ride us around on 'er scooter. An Ah'll look around." Apple Bloom said.
"Okay. Lemme put in the jacket Rarity gave me." Sweetie Belle slipped on the sparkly jacket, and gave Apple Bloom a thumbs up.
"Let's go!" Scootaloo yelled from outside. "I ain't drivin' Miss Daisy!"
"Hold yer horses, Scoot. We were ready now!"
"Alright. Let's go!" Scootaloo said, fierce determination in her voice.
Three minutes later, a shrill scream, a raspy scream and a regular scream was heard.