The Cutie Mark Crusaders' Cooking Show

     The next day Scootaloo was released from the hospital, however the doctors said Scootaloo had a minor case of the "Shits" and that she may need to be near a restroom for the next twenty-four hours.  The fillies were disheartened that they could not go crusading as they normally would because Scootaloo needs to get the rest of the sludge out of her system.

     "This sucks, we're stuck here because Scootaloo has bowels of thunder," Applebloom said.

     "How is it my fault that I need to use the restroom," Scootaloo asked angrily.  Sweetie Belle stood next to the bickering duo as she thought of what they could do.  "Besides if anyone is at loss here it's me because I can't eat any of my favorite foods for a week."  She then picked up a can of mush and said, "This is the crap I have to eat just because you guys made me eat the "Trash a la mode".

     Scootaloo's stomach made an audible squishing noise and she said, "Oh crap not again!"  Scootaloo ran inside the Apple's home and slammed the restroom door.

     "You alright in there," Applebloom said, hoping Scootaloo wouldn't make a mess.  The two fillies whose ears had been up to the door heard horrendous sounds, and it was almost like being in a storm at sea.  There were many noises such as pow, crack, and splash.

     "Oh my god," Scootaloo screamed, everything going on was just too much, and then it stopped.  "Yes it stopped!"  There was a moment of pure silence until once more the noises began and a whirlwind of pain started up.  "Why Celestia, why!"

     "Ah' think we should give her some privacy," Applebloom said moving away from the door.  "Glad ah' didn't drink that sludge," Applebloom whispered toward Sweetie Belle.

     "Yeah, that would really suck to be going through that," Sweetie Belle replied.  "I guess I'm going to see how the videos doing."  "Alright just gotta open up Ponytube."

     There was only one comment on the video and it said, "Wow, I wouldn't eat that for one-million bits."

      "Huh, I guess that didn't go so well," Applebloom said.  She then walked closer to the door and said, "Hey Scootaloo would you eat the sludge for one-million bits?"

     "I'm kind of busy here," Scootaloo replied getting very impatient.  Applebloom and Sweetie Belle sat down and began to play Texas hold em' as they waited for their orange friend.  They had just began and Sweetie Belle had an amazing hand, it was a pair of aces.  Applebloom just had a king and queen, both of hearts.  They made bets until Sweetie Belle went all in, however she didn't expect Applebloom to do the same.  The cards currently shown were an ace of spades, a two of clubs, and a five of hearts.  The two ponies showed their cards and then revealed the next cards.  Applebloom was scared as Sweetie Belle had a three of a kind.  Sweetie thought that victory was in her hooves until the cards shown were a three of hearts and a seven of hearts.  Applebloom was so excited as she had won with a flush (five cards of the same suit) due to Sweetie only having three of a kind!  Just as Applebloom was collecting her winnings the door swung open, Scootaloo had ruined the game.

     "Dang, why'd you have to do that Scootaloo," Applebloom said with anger.

     "Whatever, It's not like you were playing for long," Scootaloo replied.  Scootaloo then whispered to Sweetie Belle, "You owe me."

     "Okay everyone, now we can go do something," Sweetie Belle said looking at her friends.

     "Oh my Celestia, my chest hurts so bad," Scootaloo said while falling to the ground writhing in pain.  The orange filly continued to roll on the ground in pain for about five minutes until someone decided to look for medicine.  They wandered around Applebloom's house looking for medication until they made it to the dining room.

     "Alright here is where we keep medicine, whenever Big Mac is hurting he just grabs a whole bunch of pills and takes em' with hard cider," Applebloom said to Scootaloo.  Scootaloo followed what her yellow friend said and she grabbed all the pills she could find.  "Now all we have to do is find Big Mac's stash of cider."  The trio of fillies ran up toward Big Mac's room and scoured the room looking for bottles, and they could only find a half-filled bottle of cider that smelled odd.

     "Alright here goes nothing," Scootaloo said as she began to take some of the pills.  Scootaloo's vision blurred and she was out like a light.

     "Are we going to have ta' drag her back to the infirmary again," Applebloom said.