Dancing Doll

By Candy Plum

Note: It's my first time. It's what I wrote last year, anyways. I hope you enjoy my first My Little Pony : Friendship is Magic fanfiction! It's about you, and yourself if you need to get what you want, and if you change for yourself and its effects on you and your friends.


A little ballerina. She danced gracefully with a rose in her hand. After jumping to the left, she would jump high and twirl around. After that she would tiptoe to the other side, flailing her arms gracefully along. She would jump to the left again, and do the same thing over and over again. Her skirt had letters stitched to it that read "APPLEBLOOM" .

Another ballerina. She danced perfectly. Her moves were so smooth, it seemed like it was impossible to do. Like she was in space. She would kneel down, and jump like a kangaroo would. She would land on the floor and end it with a twirl. She would do this over and over again, accompanying herself with a wooden spoon in her hand. Her shoes had letters written on their soles that read "SCOOTALOO"

A doll. It would not dance, nor move like the ballerinas, but she distinguished them as family. Instead, she sings. She sings songs that never had any meaning to her family, but they always danced to them. This doll always smiled her way through, even if she gets bullied by her only family most of the time. Her dress had artificial writings on it that said "SWEETIE BELLE".

She wished with all her might that she could dance like her family. Even if it means losing her singing voice. Seeing her sisters move, it makes her jealous. And all she can do is sing for them to just needed her to sing so they can move repeatedly. They wouldn't care about her.

One night, the moonlight shone on her brightly. Her eyes started to blink. Her hands started to move. She stood up. She smiled, and danced a happy dance accompanying a little song she just made up. She jumped to the right, then kneeled down to jump high. She landed and tiptoed to the left, and initiated a twirl. After the twirl, a needle with thread in the eye appeared on her hand. Her mouth was being sewed shut. She cried in pain, but she and her family stopped moving.

She and her family could not move since their movement was based on her singing. How can they move when their singer has her mouth sewed shut!