shedding tears

The night of Sweetie belle’s concert

Sweetie belle sat backstage shaking and breathing heavily, nervous of going on stage.
“Okay, everypony is outside waiting for ME! Everypony I know and many more, all staring at me. It’ll be okay… I hope. I wonder what would happen if I messed up! Diamond tiara would make fun of me for the rest of my life, Apple bloom and Scootaloo may not what to talk to me do to major embarrassment, or Rarity may lose business, or maybe-“ Sweetie belle thought to herself before getting interrupted by Vanilla satchel.
“Sweetie belle you’re on in 5 minutes. Is there something wrong?”
“Yeah, just a little stressed from this all. Everypony is outside waiting for me, everypony is going to be staring at me. It’s just stressful, and nerve-racking.” Sweetie belle looked at the ground. Vanilla satchel placed a comforting hoof on Sweetie belle back.
“Look I know it’s stressful, everypony out there, but you need to toughen thought it. Okay here are a couple of options: 1) I go out there and improvise for you while you build up the courage. 2) I go out there and make a fool out of myself to make you feel better. 3) Instead of the DJ introducing you to the audience, I could walk out there with you and introduce you.” Vanilla satchel suggested.
“You would really do that for me, even #2?” Sweetie belle asked.
“Of course, I’m your my client, and friend. If there something I must do to make you feel better, I’ll do it…even if it’s embarrassing.” Sweetie belle giggled.
“I think I be fine, but thanks.”
“No problem, I’m sure you’re going to be fine. Okay you’re on in 1 minute.”
“Thanks Vanilla satchel.” Sweetie belle thanked.
“No problem and just call me Vanilla. Oh by the way, take this earpiece; it makes sure you can hear me so I can tell you when it’s time to wrap up the concert.” Sweetie belle put the earpiece and put it in her left ear. She opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by the DJ.
“Fillies and gentlecolts, welcome to Ponyville’s first official concert! I’ll take this time now to recommend turning off all cellphones. Pictures are allowed but flash must be turned off. And now without further ado, may I introduce Ponyville’s own… SWEETIE BELLE!!” The audience broke up in a fit of clapping, cheering, and whistling. Sweetie belle inhaled, and ran on stage. She found the microphone and ran up to it. Once she arrived to the microphone, she looked at the audience. There was easily a thousand (if not more) ponies there. She swallowed hard, and then spoke up.
“Everypony, give it up for Vinyl Scratch!” The audience broke into another fit of clapping.
“Hello and welcome to my first concert. I would like to thank you all for making it out here tonight!” The audience broke into a third fit of clapping.
“And without further ado, let’s start.”
Sweetie belle sang every song she knew, she meant to make her own music but never had the chance because of the exams. But it didn’t matter, everypony knew she was still starting and didn’t have any songs yet. She sang song from song everypony clapping in between songs. After about 1-2 hours she heard Vanilla’s voice coming from the earpiece.
“Okay Sweetie belle it’s time to wrap up the concert. And don’t reply to me because I can’t hear you.” Sweetie belle inhaled and spoke into the microphone.
“I would again like to thank you all for coming out to see the concert. I’m Sweetie belle, and I’ll see you all next time!” Sweetie belle said then ran off stage. The Audience quickly started booing and yelling.
“Encore, Encore, Encore!” Sweetie belle ran up to Vanilla satchel. He spoke up to talk.
“Great job Sweetie belle, I knew you were going to be great. So are you going to give the ponies what they want?”
“I guess but there’s not very many songs I know left.” Sweetie belle thought for a second, then jumped when she thought of a song.
“The Cutie mark crusader theme song!”
“Well go up there and sing it!” Sweetie belle turned and ran back to the microphone. Ponies booed and yelled encore until she came into view. Then a large roar of cheering came from the audience. Sweetie belle ran up to the microphone and said.
“You wanted and encore, so here it is! This was a song made almost a year ago by me and my two best friends.” Sweetie belle began singing their theme song. Every word reminded her of another experience she had with Applebloom and Scootaloo. From reporters to monster hunters, memorizes rose, and almost moved Sweetie belle to tears. But she stayed strong and finished the song. Everypony broke into a loud clap. Sweetie belle thanked the audience again then ran off stage to Vanilla satchel. The two talked for about 10 minutes. Then Sweetie belle decided to go home. It was late and she was tired. Sweetie belle walked out the back door to find Apple bloom and Scootaloo being bullied by three colts. Apple bloom and Scootaloo both began crying, Sweetie belle ran up to stop it but it was too late. Apple bloom and Scootaloo had run off, tears flooding their eyes. Sweetie belle began crying too.
“WHAT’S YOUR PROBLEM!!!?” Sweetie belle yelled. The bullies turned around to face Sweetie belle.
“Oh my god, hi Sweetie belle, I loved your show!” One of the bullies said
“DON’T CHANGE THE TOPIC, WHY DID YOU MAKE MY FRIENDS CRY!!!?” Sweetie belle yelled tears flooding her eyes.
“Those were you’re friends? But they’re just stupid blank flanks.” Another bully said.
“THAT DOESN’T MEAN YOU NEED TO MAKE FUN OF THEM UNTIL THEY CRY!!!” Sweetie belle’s tears turned into burning rage.
“Whatever let’s get off the topic of the stupid blank flanks. Could we could get some autographs?” The same bully said.
“Maybe later, I need to go talk to my friends.” Sweetie belle said panting. With that she ran off to sweet apple acres.
The whole time Sweetie belle ran to sweet apple acres she couldn’t stop thinking of the incident. It took her 5 minutes to run to sweet apple acres. When she arrived, she took a moment to catch her breath. Then she knocked on the door. A couple of seconds later, Applejack answered the door.
“Oh hi Sweetie belle, first, great job at your concert, second do you know why Apple bloom is crying?” Apple jack asked.
“First, thank you, second, Apple bloom was bullied behind stage and I arrived too late to stop it.” Sweetie belle said in between breaths.
“She was bullied? Oh no… Maybe you can talk to her. She won’t talk to me, Big Mackintosh, or Granny smith!” Apple jack said.
“Okay, I’ll give it a chance.” Apple jack opened the door for Sweetie belle. Sweetie belle walked in, she immediately heard Apple bloom crying, and ran up the stairs. She ran to Apple bloom’s room and knocked on the door.
“Apple bloom, can I talk to you? It’s Sweetie belle.” Apple bloom’s crying stopped for a minute, and then the door opened slowly. There stood there, teary eyed. The pure sight of seeing Apple bloom crying made Sweetie belle sad too.
“Oh Apple bloom, I’m sorry, I was inside talking to Vanilla and when I came out you had already run away. I yelled at the bullies and ran here. Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?” Sweetie belle asked. Apple bloom wiped her eyes and replied.
“Yeah, I guess.” Apple bloom said moving away to let Sweetie belle in her room. Sweetie belle entered slowly. She noticed the room was scattered with tissues and the lights were off. A clear sigh Apple bloom was under a lot of stress.
Apple bloom was almost always happy. Although she is a pony and everypony (even Pinkie pie) gets sad at times. If it’s a small thing, Apple bloom would sit silent in her room. If it was serious, she would sit on her bed, her face in the pillows with the lights off. Sweetie belle learned to notice this sighs, and would immediately know when Apple bloom was sad. Scootaloo on the other hoof was very hard to know when something was wrong. She kept her emotions to herself, like Rainbow dash. Although there where small little things to see if something was wrong, like she would get more quite, lazy, calm, and slow. At many occasions Sweetie belle got mistaken Scootaloo was upset, but really wasn’t.
“Oh um, sorry, just ignore the mess.” Apple bloom said blushing. Sweetie belle walked over to the bed and sat down. Apple bloom joined her taking a seat to her left.
“So, um, do you want to talk about it?” Sweetie belle asked. Apple bloom took a deep breath, trying to hold back crying in front of her friend.
“Well, where should I start? Okay well, Scoots and I were sitting in the crowd. When you finished, we both wanted to go backstage and talk to you. Then everypony started calling for an encore, then we saw you running back onto the stage. You started to sing the Cutie Mark Crusader theme song; both Scootaloo and I began to remember the adventures we had. We started to shed tears of joy (as cheesy as that sounds). Then we REALLY wanted to talk to you. So after the song, we went to the back entry were you went in. When we got there, there was a bodyguard at the door. We told him that we knew you and we were friends. He didn’t believe us. So we stood out there waiting for you. Then a crowd of colts came. They noticed our red eyes and they started calling us babies, stupid, blank flanks (*Apple bloom shed a tear*) they made me feel like I wasn’t special. And that nopony loved me. (*Apple bloom started to cry again, Sweetie belle wrapped her hoofs around Apple bloom*) Then Scootaloo tried to stand up for me, but then she got teased even more. She was called a blank flank, ugly, retard, and a chicken. Then that’s when we bailed.” Apple bloom had a stream of tears flowing down her face. Sweetie belle had also begun crying too. They just sat there Apple bloom in Sweetie belle’s arms both crying. Eventually Sweetie belle spoke up.
“Just don’t listen to them Apple bloom, they’re just trying to be mean. And I will always be here for you…always…”
“Thanks Sweetie belle … why don’t we get to a better topic. I really liked your show; I knew you were good but not THAT good!” So they’re the two sat, talking about Sweetie belle’s concert. After about 5 minutes Apple bloom felt better.
“So Apple bloom, why don’t we go check up on Scootaloo, to make she’ll be okay?” Sweetie belle suggested.
“Yeah let’s go, I REALLY think she’ll need our help.” With that the two crusaders ran out of Apple bloom’s room, down the stairs, out the door, and to Scootaloo’s house. Sweetie belle thought to herself was she ran.
“Oh I really hope Scootaloo will be alright.”

Author's Note

Hello everyone. Thanks for reading another chapter of my first fan fiction. As usual please leave a comment on how I did (Good or bad) Also I want to change the title of my Fanfic. I really dislike the title and I want something better. If you have a good idea of the story title, please leave it in the comments below. One more thing, I think I will be writing two new fanfics. Both on the CMC -_- so keep on the look out for that. Anyways, thanks again. Greenblaze out.