You are now Sweetie Belle. You and your best friends and fellow Crusaders, Applebloom and Scootaloo, are currently in your home, looking half scared to death. The two of them had just shown up out of the blue, and while normally this would have been a good thing, they were both wild-eyed and jittery. Initial attempts at understanding what had happened had only resulted in the two of them rambling and spluttering what seemed to you like random non-sequiturs. So you had invited them in while Rarity was out-she would be due back soon, but you were sure she wouldn't object if she saw how distressed they looked.