Scoots parents

"Well that didn't work."   The cutie mark crusaders were in their clubhouse back after Scootaloo tried to get her cutie mark get in getting shot from Pinkie's Party Cannon (wearing a helmet of course.) "Well what  can we do?" Sweetie Belle asked.  "Ah know we can have a sleepover!"  The other two agreed. "Who's house?" Scootaloo asked.  "How's your's ?" "Yea we've never bin ta your house." Apple Bloom  said.  Scootaloo desperately thought for a excuse then remembered something "I live on a cloud." " oh . " " maybe we can go one of your guys's houses?"  "No."  "aw man"  after that the girls went home, or at least Scootaloo  did. Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom followed her. Scootaloo rode to a old tree and stashed her scooter inside. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle looked at each other and gasped.  Scootaloo walked to a remote meadow and stopped in the middle.  "Apple Bloom Sweetie Belle," Scootaloo called "you can come out now." Sheepishly the two fillies came out.   " That's my house up there." Scootaloo  pointed up towards a cloud with a rope hanging off it. "See you guys later."   "Bye." "Bye."  Scootaloo tugged the rope and started beating her wings fast. Suddenly the rope pulled up landing Scootaloo on the cloud.  "Hey Mom hey Dad I'm home."  "How was your day?" "Good. Hey Mom we're going on a field trip and can you sign this?" Scootaloo pulled a paper out of her bag.  "Sure thing ." Spitfire walked out with a pen.  "This time remember to use our cover names, Scootaloo and Lightning Storm. Last time you signed one you used our real names Flametip and Spitfire, I had to get a  new one." "Right. Wait your Lightning Storm, right?" Scootaloo sighed "I'll get another slip."