"So, we have the cupcakes, from Pinkie, the apple pie, which we made, some books, from Twilight, some... dresses, from Rarity, some game ideas, from Rainbow, and watching the sunset and admiring nature, which Fluttershy suggested." Sweetie Belle listed.

"So, what should we start with?" Scootaloo asked.

"Well, duh! Obviously the nature! We'll only see it once, then it'll be too dark!" Sweetie Belle replied.

"How lovely..." Apple Bloom yawned, already dozing off.

"APPLE BLOOM! GET UP!" Scootaloo yelled.

"Huh? Wuh..." Apple Bloom managed to say.

"We need the sugar from the cupcakes to energize us or else... *yawn* we'll fall asleep!" Sweetie Belle explained.

"Lets get to it then! Apple Bloom's already almost out!" Scootaloo yelled, keeping Apple Bloom in limbo between sleep and not. As Sweetie Belle frantically searched for and then found the cupcakes, she gave each of her friends four, leaving her with four by the power of math.

"YEEEEHAWW! What's next?" Apple Bloom screamed.

"Lets save the pie for when we run out of energy from these. How about we play some games?" Sweetie Belle replied.

"What should we play first?" Scootaloo replied.

"How about Truth or dare?" Sweetie Belle replied to Scootaloo's reply.

"Apple Bloom, truth or dare?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Truth" Apple Bloom replied.

"Is it true, you are jealous of Twilight's wings?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"NO! NEVER!" Apple Bloom replied. "Scootaloo. Truth or Dare?" Apple Bloom asked. "Dare." Scootaloo replied. "Ah dare you ta go up and down the stairs to the clubhouse." Apple Bloom stated. As Scootaloo did this, she wondered why.

"Sweetie Belle, truth or dare?" Scootaloo asked.

"Truth" Sweetie Belle replied.

"Is it true, if you spend to much time away from your parents you'll get homesick?" Scootaloo asked.

"Yes, but why is that relevant?" Sweetie Belle replied.

"I don't know." Scootaloo replied.

"Let's read!" Sweetie Belle said. Two pages in, they were bored.

"Rarity's fashion show idea thing?" Scootaloo asked.

"Never mind. I'm tired. It's time for pie reserves girls!" Scootaloo stated.

Oh look. The sun. Now I can stop writing this story because it's morning.

Author's Note

Jeez, who woulda thought pony yawns are so contagious.