A certain orange face only slightly obscured by a messy, dark purple mane peered out of a rectangular window on the side of her house. The fog that had enshrouded the night was lifting as Celestia brought up the sun to bring about it's glorious light to shine on the peaceful land of Equestria. The orange colored filly was watching as a certain cyan-colored pony with a rainbow-colored mane performed loop-de-loops and multiple aerial feats as only practice. The orange-colored pony tried her best to imagine herself doing the same tricks but every time she tried she would always remember that she couldn't fly... yet. She was determined to try her best, as small as the odds were, to fly.
She figured that if she could get Rainbow Dash, the coolest, most awesome, best flier in Ponyville--no, Equestria--to be her personal flying trainer that she was sure to fly. And that's what she had, Rainbow Dash as her personal flying trainer. Every time she thought about it she would squee with delight. Only to remember to play it cool. Like Rainbow Dash, the coolest, most awesome, best--
Her thoughts were cut short as she noticed the position of the sun. If she did not get ready and out of the house in the next ten minutes she would be late to school. Again. She hurriedly brushed her mane out of it's disorderly state, ate some cereal, and got her scooter. If she could get there really quick she could actually be on time. The very thought of it made her shiver with excitement, or maybe that was just the Autumn air. Whatever it was it felt good.
She speedily got on her scooter and started racing towards the school, which was pretty far away considering it was almost all the way across town, over a river, and... a short walk from the river. Even so it took only a small-ish amount of time for Scootaloo to scoot all the way to school, arriving just 1 minute before school started.
Rainbow dash would be proud, Scootaloo thought, But it's nothing compared to how fast Rainbow Dash can go. Her being the coolest, most awesome, best flier in--
Her thoughts were cut short yet again as the school bell rang, signaling that school was about to start. She hastily joined the mob of fillies and colts, all trying to get inside first in order to get the best seat. When she eventually got inside she scanned the seats, looking for two certain fillies named Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom. Wonder upon wonder, there was an open seat next to Sweetie Belle. Which was quickly taken even as she was just a few steps away.
Figures.
Yet again she had to settle for the seat behind Sweetie Belle.
Better than nothing, Thought Scootaloo.
She swiftly got into said seat before anyone could take it and commenced talking with her two friends.
"Hey, watcha talking about?" Scootaloo inquired.
Sweetie Belle was first to answer, "Well, we were debating whether to try to get our cutie marks in a hot dog contest or working in a library."
"I think we should try the hot dog eating contest," Apple Bloom added.
"Yeah, that sounds promising," Scootaloo said.
"Well I think we should try working in a library," Sweetie Belle stated.
Apple Bloom rolled her eyes and voiced both Her and Scootaloo's thoughts, "Who would want to work in a library for the rest of their life?"
"Who wouldn't? Oh wait... I wouldn't. You claim a valid point," Sweetie Belle responded.
Cheerilee, the teacher, chose this moment to call for silence, which took about five to ten seconds. A new record.
"Today we will be learning about the fall of Tirek. Which happened before you and I were born. Even before our princesses came to power," Cheerilee stated.
Oh, history day, AKA nap day, Scootaloo concluded as she laid down her head and ever so slowly drifted off to dream land.
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As the landscape of the class room fell away it was replaced by candy mountains and lollipop trees. Marshmallow bushes were scattered here and there and off in the distance there was a chocolate milk lake. As Scootaloo looked over her shoulder she saw something she had failed to notice. A very fat, round-ish bunny.
"Hello and welcome to candy dream land!" Said the fat bunny, which had a surprisingly high-pitched voice.
"Err... hi," Scootaloo said slowly.
Suddenly the fat bunny's smiling face grew into a face of horror as he looked past Scootaloo. Scootaloo swiftly looked behind her even as the fat bunny started running away. There, on his chariot of darkness was Tirek in all of his generation one glory, holding his bag containing the rainbow of darkness.
"Eeek!" Scootaloo exclaimed as she took off running.
"You cannot escape the awesome power of Tirek, foolish pony!" Tirek shouted out as he quickly caught up to Scootaloo and successfully picked her up by her tail.
"B- bu- but I thought you could only use full grown p- po- ponies," Scootaloo said shakily.
"Oh, I'm not going to use you as a minion... I'm going to eat you for lunch!" Tirek roared.
Scootaloo, frightened out of her mind yelled,"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--."
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH," Scootaloo decreased in volume as she realized that she was back in her classroom and it had all been a dream. All eyes were on her now and she cowered in her seat.
"Something wrong Scootaloo?" Cheerilee inquired.
"Umm... no, nothing wrong," Scootaloo said with a forced smile.
"Alright then, as I was saying, Tirek had a rainbow of darkness that he would release on adult ponies he caught to make
them--."
Well, Scootaloo was awake now. Thanks to her little incident and her dream, she suddenly didn't feel like sleeping anymore.
"Umm, Miss Cheerilee?" Scootaloo asked.
"Yes, Scootaloo?" Cheerilee inquired.
"Well I was kinda wondering if Tirek ever ate foals," Scootaloo said frankly.
"Well of course not, what ever gave you that idea?" Cheerilee asked.
"Oh err... I was just wondering," Scootaloo said as the ringing bell signaled the end of the school day.
Cheerilee addressed the class as they were leaving,"Don't forget that a report on Tirek must be completed by the end of the week. I'll see you all tomorrow."
"So where are gonna find a hot dog eating contest?" Scootaloo asked as she caught up--with her scooter--to Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle just outside of the schoolhouse.
This time Apple Bloom was first to answer, "Well... err... I dunno. We never really thought of that."
"I guess we have to think of something else to do," Sighed Sweetie Belle.
The three fillies absent-mindedly began walking (and scooting) towards their clubhouse as they thought up ideas on what to do to try to get their cutie marks. It kept getting harder and harder to come up with things to do as they had used up a lot of good ideas only to find that none of them had a talent for it. As the Cutie Mark Crusaders got to their destination, which took about ten minutes, Scootaloo set down her scooter and the three of them climbed the ramp leading up to the clubhouse, still deep in thought. They all filed inside and simultaneously parked themselves on their thinking spot, where they think up almost all of their great ideas.
Apparently their thinking spot did not help them much because not more than five minutes later Sweetie Belle stood up shouted out a bit too loudly in her squeaky voice, "I've got it!" Which frightened her friends so much that they just up and fell over.
"Oh, I mean, I've got it," Sweetie Belle corrected herself.
"What are we gonna do?" Apple Bloom asked, getting up and dusting herself off.
Sweetie Belle got her dramatic voice on as she stated, "We're going to.... draw pictures."
Scootaloo and Apple Bloom stared at her blankly.
"What?" Sweetie Belle asked innocently.
"We've already drawn pictures before...," Scootaloo said.
"Oh... right," Sweetie Belle said sheepishly.
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Many many many bad ideas later...
"Aha," Scootaloo yelled out, "I've got what we should do!"
"What now?" Apple Bloom asked disinterestedly.
"We should try archery!" Scootaloo said excitedly.
Sweetie Belle looked up from where she was sprawled on the floor and said, "That's... actually not a bad idea."
"Of course it isn't, it's not like we've been spouting a ton of bad ideas," Scootaloo replied.
Apple Bloom joined back in at that point, "Well...--"
Whatever was after that "well..." was cut off as Scootaloo cut in saying, "Let's go!" as she raced out the door to get her scooter, with Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom following closely.
As they were walking (and scooting) the three of them began to talk about random stuff to keep themselves occupied.
"Do you think Cheerilee has ever gone into a hot dog eating contest?" Sweetie Belle asked both of them.
Scootaloo swiftly answered, "I couldn't see Cheerilee ever doing that."
Apple Bloom nodded in assent, "Yeah, she's more of a proper-ish pony."
"I could see her working in a library," Sweetie Belle stated.
"Well I like bananas," Scootaloo said
"Yeah, me t--," Apple Bloom stopped as she realized what they were saying, "Wait... how did we get to bananas?"
"Well... I... uhm... let's just keep walking," Scootaloo quickly answered.
They walked on in silence until, after 5 minutes of walking Sweetie Belle broke the silence, "Wait... where are we gonna find an archery range?"
"Well I guess we never thought of that...," Apple Bloom answered.
"How about this one?" Scootaloo inquired as they neared an archery range that was randomly just... there, with only a few other ponies.
"Oh, that would work," Sweetie Belle said.
