Diamonds, Spoons, Seeds and Everything Mean

AppleBloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo sat in the barn, sad expressions on their faces. Sweetie Belle was on the verge of tears, AppleBloom was still sitting down with her ears and bow pressed against her head and Scootaloo was pacing, furious about what had happened. Why would Babs do such a thing?! We were so nice to her? Did we do something wrong? Was it something I said? Scootaloo's mind was racing as she paced throughout the barn.

"What...just...happened?" AppleBloom asked.

"I think Babs just went to the dark side..." Scootaloo said.

"We have to tell Applejack!" Sweetie Belle whined.

AppleBloom frowned. "No! We're not snitches!" Scootaloo nodded. She sat down and folded her arms, pouting. "Yeah! And we're not babies!"

Sweetie Belle's bottom lip quivered. "Then, why do I feel like, crying?" She said softly, her voice wavering. It sounded like she was about to cry. All three fillies looked down sadly...