How I got my cutie mark

The noises of an alarm clock going off rang in my ears, I groaned and hit my alarm clock hard, smashing it. It beeped one last time slowly. I yawned loudly and scratched my mane that was still tied up, yeah, wasn't comfy, but when your mane is forced to stay the same way, I didn't really have a choice. I walked out my house and trotted to Sugarcube corner. "The usual." I smiled, Pinkie gave me a red velvet cupcake with rainbow frosting, sure, it wasn't Rainbow Dash, because something else happened to Rainbow dash for her cause of death... Pinkie pie had been framed for Rainbow's death, but she was proved innocent.

I smiled and looked at Bolt, who was one of my OCs. "Heyyy! Snow song! Cmc are looking for your cutie mark story!" Bolt said, I nodded and walked to the clubhouse.

I reached the clubhouse. I knocked on the door. "BUSY." Scootaloo called. "How are we gonna find her if she basically goes everywhere?" Sweetie belle asked. "Well we ain't gonna fah'nd har' by just sit'n here!" Applebloom pointed out. "IT'S ME." I shouted. Scootaloo opened the door. I ran inside and sat down. "I hear you're looking for my story." I smiled. The three crusaders nodded. "Well it all started when I was a little filly."

FLASHBACK.

**"I was in a orphanage after- Oh nevermind, you're too young to understand that part."* I narrated. I was walking in the orphanage. A red pegasus filly with a red and orange mane walked up to me. "The fillies used to tease my Blank Flank, except for one, it's the one we know and love today, Bolt!" I continued. "One day, Bolt and I were flying around at the playground, she was a natural flyer." I laughed. I began humming Rainbow Factory, I didn't know the lyrics since I only heard somepony humming it once. It was a pretty catchy tune. Bolt looked at me. "You do know that's a pretty bad song, right?" Bolt asked. "No." I told her. "It's about death." Bolt explained. "Oh.." I replied. "Ya know, I've always wondered what that piece of paper in your bag is." Bolt pointed at a piece of paper. I quickly zoomed off, still humming Rainbow Factory, only faster. I sighed and looked at my bag, most of my papers were just lyrics, but one paper was stained with red stuff. "What was that red stuff?" Sweetie belle asked. "Ketchup.." I replied. "And you hummed a song about death?" Scootaloo was concerned. "I didn't know it was a song of death!" I cried. I sighed and picked out one paper that was completely blank. I grabbed a quill and began to write lyrics, Bolt walked up to me, she was still concerned about the paper. "Sorry for asking about the paper, I guess it was personal." She sighed, I nodded slowly. I had finally finished my song, then there was a glow on my flank. My cutie mark had appeared, it was a blue quill crossed with a pink microphone.*

"But wut was in the paper?" Applebloom asked (Sorry for lack of accent there). "Personal stuff.." I muttered, then I flew off.

I flew to my house and grabbed a piece of paper from the kitchen. "Let's see.. If they find out, I'll need to take care of them." I muttered, I grabbed a 'ketchup' stained quill and wrote the CMC's names on the paper.

"And maybe, one day, I can tell them how I killed Rainbow dash and framed Pinkie Pie."