Scootaloo has super friends, an awesome flying instructor, and a loving mother. Of course, she'd feel a little more loved if said mother could get out of bed without crippling pain and depression- but beggars can't be choosers, am I right?

When a small, parasitic insect unseen for many a millennium brings into its host an insatiable lust for tickling, what chaos ensues as they run amok throughout Equestria?