Research

Chapter 4

Sweetie Bell, Scootaloo, and Applebloom all bolted into Applebloom's house, where they were having a sleepover. The three fillies ran behind the couch and looked nervously at each other. Sweetie Bell was the first to speak. "So, who wants to see if they're gone?"

"Not me," Scootaloo answered.

"Me neither," Applebloom concurred. Scootaloo looked at them both and stated. "Look, one of us has got to do it, let's settle this logically, who's the oldest?"

"You are," Applebloom and Sweetie Bell answered in unison.

"Oh yeah." Scootaloo swallowed and quietly walked over to the window; she lifted her head over and just saw the apple orchard. Scootaloo slid down and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hay thare, Sugarcube."

"Gah!" The sudden greeting scared Scootaloo so much that she dove back behind the couch in three seconds flat. The three ponies sat there, frozen with fear, they could hear hoof steps, coming closer and closer. "There y'all are! I was begginin' to worry." The ponies looked and saw Applebloom's older sister, Applejack.

"Applejack!" Applebloom scolded, sounding both mad and relieved at the same time. She rushed over to her sister and gave her a big hug. "Don't scare us like that!" Applejack smiled and apologized. "Ah'm sorry Applebloom but-wait, why did I scare you?" Gone was the smiling, apologetic Applejack and in her place was a pony suspicious of all their movement.

The trio shifted nervously. "Uh…because we just watched a…scary movie! Yeah, that's it!" The C.M.C. nodded their heads in unison, smiles plastered on their faces. Applejack leaned in, trying to determine if what they said was true or not. The three began to sweat, different thoughts running through their minds. 'Ah hope she believes us...' Applebloom worried. 'Okay, think. What would Rainbow dash do?' Scootaloo thought nervously. 'I wonder if they have any jam.' Sweetie bell wondered. Applejack finally sighed.

"You know I don't like you girls watching those scary movies this late!" She shrugged and began to walk out, "Oh well. Foals will be foals." The C.M.C. kept the smiles on their faces until they could no longer see the older pony. Once they were sure the coast was clear, they all breathed a sigh of relief. "Now, I bet ya'll are pretty hungry, Ah made some popcorn for ya." Applejack walked into the kitchen with the three foals behind her, all whispering. "Do ya think we should tell her?" Applebloom asked quietly.

"Not yet, I think maybe we should see if the library has anything on them." Scootaloo suggested.

Sweetie belle then asked. "Do you guys have any jam?"

On the train…

When the train pulled to a stop, Noonblaze got out of his seat and told Nightwatch. "I'm going to see if anypony's hurt, you stay here, understand?" Nightwatch nodded vigorously and Noonblaze patted him on the head. "Good. I'll try and be back as quickly as I can."

Noonblaze walked up and down the aisles, trying to help who he could, it was little things mainly cuts and bruises from falling suitcases after the train had stopped. It was weird, it looked like the "thing" was going to ram them but it suddenly veered off, unfortunately the train engineer got scared and pulled the train to an abrupt halt. Noonblaze finally came back to his seat, finding little Nightwatch laying on the bench reading a book, his little horn glowing a light blue every so often to turn the page. Noonblaze smiled, Nightwatch saw his dad had returned and put the book on the table, then slid out to let his father through.

Ponyville, Library…

"'Kay, this is how we're gonna search the library," Scootaloo informed her team, "Applebloom," she pointed a hoof at said pony, "You search A-M," Applebloom nodded and ran off to investigate those sections. "Sweetie Belle," she gestured at her, "You have E-Z, no wait, sorry, I mean N-Z." Just before Sweetie Belle ran off, she asked. "Wait, what are you gonna do, Scootaloo?" Said filly smiled and rubbed her hoofs together. "I'm gonna get coffee."

"Uh, Scootaloo? We don't drink coffee."

"Like I said: I'm gonna get ice cream."

"Yay! Ice cream!" Applebloom and Sweetie belle cheered and raced to finish their investigation, anticipating ice cream. Meanwhile off in the corner Spike was watching them 'Oh boy,' he thought to himself, 'little foals charged up on ice- wait ice cream?' His eyes widened and he snatched something from a secret compartment. He hugged it close to his chest and had a shiny object in his fist. His eyes narrowed as he thought, 'Nopony gets my ice cream.' He dipped the object, which can now be known as a spoon, into the other thing which could be identified as ice cream. He glared daggers at them as he shoved the ice cream into his mouth. As soon as the flavor hit his tongue, his expression softened and he smiled. "Mmm! Chocolate!"