AN: I don't own Fallout, MLP:FIM, nor am I KKAT.
Sweetie Belle woke up screaming.
What a horrible nightmare. Still, just a nightmare, she told herself. It doesn't matter how well I can recall it-there's no way it could have been anything but a nightmare.
She calmed down a bit, and got out of bed, walking over to the vanity in her room.
Something was on her flank. Several emotions flashed through her.
Confusion. What was that?
Excitement. A cutie mark!
And finally a slow shivering horror as she inspected it.
It was a megaspell.