Sweetie Belle:
“Scootaloo! Scoooooooootalloooooo!!”

Scootaloo:
“WHAT! For all of Celestia’s sake, what is it, Sweetie Belle?!”

Sweetie Belle:
“Oh, you’re awake. Well, I was wondering if you’d be willing to accompany me to Sugarcube Corner, but if you’re too tired, I can go alone, I guess.”

Scootaloo:
“Don’t even think about it. Just… augh… Give me a minute."

Sweetie Belle:
“Okay! I’ll wait for you downstairs, Scoots.”

Scootaloo:
“Alright, I’ll be down in a sec…”

Sweetie Belle:
“Just hurry up, before Rarity hears us. We don’t want her waking up.”

Scootaloo:
“Wait, Sweetie Belle… What time is it?”

Sweetie Belle:
“I don’t know, a little after midnight, now come on!”

Scootaloo:
“Okay, let’s go. You owe me a chocolate milkshake.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Sprinkles?”

Scootaloo:
“Always.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Okay. Hey, Scootaloo. You know, you were moaning in your sleep again.”

Scootaloo:
“Wha- I… Ummm…”

Sweetie Belle:
“Yeah, it was kinda cute. You were mumbling too.”

Scootaloo:
“St- Stop it! I... I don’t want to hear abou- What did I say?”

Sweetie Belle:
“Oh, nothing special, just how much you liked Diamond Tiara.”

Scootaloo:
“St- stop laughing, Sweetie Belle! Seriously, quit it!”

Sweetie Belle:
“Why? It’s fun to see you blush.”

Scootaloo:
“No- N- Shut up!”

Sweetie Belle:
“Why?”

Scootaloo:
“...”

Sweetie Belle:
“Hey, we’re almost there! I wonder who’d be there at this time of night.”

Scootaloo:
“Yeah, I don’t see why Pinkie Pie stays open all night. I guess she just enjoys her sweets that much. Well, let’s go inside already! It’s cold out here.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Scoot, you’re such a baby! We’re here to eat ice cream! Don’t you want ice cream?”

Scootaloo:
“So? You drag me out from under my awesomely warm blanket… Besides, I’m still tired! That’s all I can think about.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Hey there, Pinkie Pie!”

Pinkie Pie:
“Oh, hey Sweetie Belle, how are you tonight?”

Sweetie Belle:
“Good, I was craving some vanilla strawberry ice cream.”

Scootaloo:
“Yeah, she woke me up because she was too scared to walk all the way here…”

Pinkie Pie:
“Tsk tsk, Sweetie Belle, why’d you have to wake Scootaloo up like that? You know she needs her beauty sleep!”

Scootaloo:
“I’m not the one who needs beauty sleep here. Sweetie Belle’s just a scaredy cat.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Take that back you featherbrain!”

Scootaloo:
“Nah, now buy me a milkshake!”

Sweetie Belle:
“Fine. Vanilla for the flank face, please.”

Scootaloo:
“Hey!”

Sweetie Belle:
“You know I’m just playing, right?”

Scootaloo:
“...”

Sweetie Belle:
“Right?”

Scootaloo:
“Yeah… but you still coulda got me my usual chocolate milkshake…”

Sweetie Belle:
“Pinkie Pie?”

Pinkie Pie:
“Sure thing, kiddo!”

Scootaloo:
“Let’s take some seats while Pinkie Pie makes them.”

Sweetie Belle:
“...”

Scootaloo:
“You know, Sweetie Belle, I’m surprised at how many ponies are here. There’s Carrot Top and Lucky Clover. Over there’s Lyra and Bon Bon, and… Hey! Derpy’s here!”

Sweetie Belle:
“So? Big deal. She comes here like every other night to grab muffins before she heads home. Rainbow apparently put her on night duty after she accidently destroyed the City Hall. No more lightning clouds for her. She just has to keep the night sky cloud-free.”

Scootaloo:
“Sweetie Belle, how’d you know that?”

Sweetie Belle:
“Scoot… who’s my sister?”

Scootaloo:
“Rari- oooh, I see, so gossip gets around. Oh! Have you heard anything about Rainbow Dash?”

Sweetie Belle:
“Yeah, she’s got a position in the Wonderbolts now, but that’s about it. She’s on the reserves but will be staying here for now.”

Pinkie Pie:
“Here’s your milkshakes, girls.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Thanks, Pinkie! Oh, Scootaloo, sorry for waking you up…”

Scootaloo:
“It’s fine -- I has chocolate!”

Sweetie Belle:
“Stop eating so fast! You’re going to make yourself sick.”

Scootaloo:
“No, I- Ahhhhh! Owie...”

Sweetie Belle:
“See?”

Scootaloo:
“Stupid brain freeze. Hey! Quit laughing at me!”

Sweetie Belle:
“S…Sorry, it’s just so f...funny! ... Hey… um, Scootaloo, do you see what I see?”

Scootaloo:
“Yeah… I see them.”

Sweetie Belle:
“I wonder what they’re doing here at this time of night.”

Scootaloo:
“Same thing we are, I hope. Hey, Sweetie Belle, should we just invite them over? I’m really tired of waiting for them to stop bullying us. Maybe we should just, you know, talk to them. They have no one here to impress or any reason to be mean to us.”

Sweetie Belle:
“I… I don’t know… I guess…”

Scootaloo:
“Wait, are you blushing?”

Sweetie Belle:
“No! Of course not!”

Scootaloo:
“You totally are!”

Sweetie Belle:
“Scootaloo! Just drop it, okay!?”

Scootaloo:
“Fiiinnneee. Hey Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon, come here.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Hide me.”

Scootaloo:
“Quiet, Sweetie.”

Diamond Tiara:
“Oh, look what we have here, Silver. Two outta three of the Crusaders. What do you want, blank flank?”

Sweetie Belle:
“Scoot, just take a breath.”

Scootaloo:
“I’m trying.

Sweetie Belle:
“...”

Scootaloo:
“Uhhh… Diamond, can you maybe stop bullying us? It’s just getting old. If there’s anything I’ve learned from Rainbow Dash and her friends, it’s that friendship is everything. Do you think we could, like, be friends?”

Diamond Tiara:
“Us? Being friends with you? As if. Silver Spoon, go get us some milkshakes. Strawberry, no toppings. Get whatever you want.”

Silver Spoon:
“Diamond, we should, at least, listen to them, Scootaloo’s right you know. This is getting old. I’m tired of standing here and making other ponies feel bad. I mean yeah, we have our cutie marks, big deal. Every pony gets their eventually.”

Diamond Tiara:
“What did you say to me?”

Silver Spoon:
“I said I agree with Scootaloo.”

Diamond Tiara:
“So you’re going soft on me? Is that it? Are you just going to leave me for them? After all the stuff I’ve helped you through, after all, the money I’ve spent on you, and after everything I’ve done for you, you’re just going to leave?

Silver Spoon:
“No, I don’t want to lose my best friend, but I’m tired of my best friend ruining everypony’s day. I mean, it’s the middle of the night, and we only came up here to get some ice cream because you couldn’t sleep. All you could do was cry, and just what were you crying about?”

Diamond Tiara:
“Silver Spoon… This isn’t the place for that.”

Silver Spoon:
“No, it’s the perfect place for this. What were you crying about? Why are we here? Why did YOU want ice cream at midnight?”

Diamond Tiara:
“I was crying because… because of what my f- father told me. He’s disappointed… He… He said he doesn’t want me anymore. He said it’s because I’m a dishonor to the family name and that he doesn’t want me to run the family business! Even though I told his stupid face that… that I didn’t want to be a part of his silly business… I… I want… I don’t know what I want!”
Silver Spoon:
“Exactly. Your cutie mark doesn’t dictate who you will be or what you’re able to do. I don’t know what mine is for, even though my father says it’s for silver crafting.”

Diamond Tiara:
“Silver Spoon…”

Silver Spoon:
“Diamond, this is why you need to leave these two and their friend and those other fillies alone! You have no reason to pick on them. You have no reason to keep venting your anger and frustration on them. You have no reason at all! It doesn’t help your ego. it doesn’t help your reputation -- and all it does is make you look even worse! I care about you, and I’ve told you all this before, but you have never listened to me. Now that these two are here to witness this, I’m hoping it will finally sink into that thick, pink head of yours!”

Diamond Tiara:
“...”

Scootaloo:
“Wow, Silver Spoon, never known you to be one to talk so much.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Scoot, not the time…”

Scootaloo:
“Sorry.”

Silver Spoon:
“Diamond, you’re like a sister to me, and I’ve always followed you in anything you’ve done. You’ve been my best friend for as long as I can remember and I don’t want to see you hurt, and I’m tired of seeing you hurt other ponies.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Umm… Silver Spoon… I think she gets it.”

Diamond Tiara:
“Sweetie Belle?”

Sweetie Belle:
“Yes, it’s me, Diamond. Don’t worry, I forgive you.”

Diamond Tiara:
“How can you forgive a useless filly like me? All I’ve ever done is push you around and hurt your feeli-”

Sweetie Belle:
“So? My sister taught me that every pony deserves a second chance. Every pony deserves a chance to change to better themselves.”

Diamond Tiara:
“Sweetie…”

Sweetie Belle:
“Let it all out, it’s alright.”

Scootaloo:
“Um, Silver, everypony is staring at the four of us.”

Silver Spoon:
“I’ve already noticed, Scootaloo.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Diamond? You almost done crying?”

Diamond Tiara:
“I… I think... so. Thanks, Sweetie.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Good. How about you two go get your ice cream and join us.”

Diamond Tiara:
“Okay. Come on Silver Spoon, let’s get our shakes.”

Silver Spoon:
“Thanks you two. Sorry, you had to see her like that. Diamond bottles up too many emotions. I hate to see her like that, but I hope she decides to turn her attitude around.”

Diamond Tiara:
“Silver, what kind did you want?”

Silver Spoon:
“I’ll take a chocolate with sprinkles, please.”

Scootaloo:
“Wow Sweetie Belle, when did you get so forgiving?”

Sweetie Belle:
“Remember when I tried to sabotage Sapphire Shore’s headdress? The one my sister was designing? Well, Luna had come to me in my dream and told me some stuff. I don’t remember exactly what it was all about, but I remember the basic moral was not to hold grudges, so I won’t. I have about as much of a reason to hold a grudge against Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon as I do to hold a grudge against you or Apple Bloom.”

Scootaloo:
“I guess you're right though I still don’t trust them. I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt just because you’re like a sister to me and, well, I don’t see any reason not to. What we just saw was something I’ve always wanted to see and… and for some reason, I thought it would make me feel better, but it didn’t. It made me feel a bit bad.”

Sweetie Belle:
“I know what you mean. I’ve wanted to see Diamond cry for as long as I can remember, but not like this.”

Sweetie Belle:
“Shush, here they come.”

Diamond Tiara:
“I’m sorry…”

Scootaloo:
“It’s fine, Tiara.”

Diamond Tiara:
“No, it’s not Scootaloo, I’ve made a huge mistake. I’ve bullied you and your friends to satisfy my own frustrations. It never worked. It was just never enough. I thought that controlling you three was a way for me to gain control of my own life. You know, figure out where I should go, and find where my place is in this world, but it never helped me feel better. So I’m sorry for everything I’ve done to you two and Apple Bloom… even though her accent does still get on my nerves.”

Silver Spoon:
“Diamond!”

Diamond Tiara:
“Ouch! No need to elbow me! Oh, right… sorry,”

Scootaloo:
“It’s fine, and you know, Apple Bloom isn’t going to trust us when we tell her about this. It might take a little bit to convince her.”

Silver Spoon:
“Di and I will talk to her Monday at school, okay? Just let her know ahead of time.”

Scootaloo:
“Sure. Hey, Silver, is that chocolate with sprinkles?”

Silver Spoon:
“Yeah! It’s my favorite.”

Scootaloo:
“No way, it’s mine too! See?”

Silver Spoon:
“Awesome, what else do you like? Besides ice cream at night?”

Scootaloo:
“Well, I woulda stayed asleep if Sweetie Belle didn’t make me come with her.”

Silver Spoon:
“Yeah, Diamond did the same thing to me.”

Scootaloo:
“Ironic, huh?”

Silver Spoon:
“Kinda, yeah. What’s wrong, Scootaloo?”

Scootaloo:
“My milkshake… it’s gone.”

Silver Spoon:
“Well, you said this is your favorite, right? Want some of mine? I still feel bad for, you know, that one time. When you three were practicing for the Equestria Games’ pre-game performance.”

Scootaloo:
“It’s fine, Silver Spoon.”

Silver Spoon:
“You sure?”

Scootaloo:
“Okay, fine. I’ll take that milkshake now.”

Silver Spoon:
“Just leave me some, ‘kay Scoot?”

Scootaloo:
“I can’t make any promises. You have a lot of stuff to pay for, but then again, this milkshake should cover it.”

Silver Spoon:
“...”

Scootaloo:
“Don’t pout at me! I think a single milkshake is acceptable.”

Silver Spoon:
“Just saying, I’ve never let Tiara drink from my shakes, much less given anyone else the offer to share one. I love my chocolate too much to share.”

Scootaloo:
“Really now, not even Diamond?”

Diamond Tiara:
“Not even me.”

Scootaloo:
“Hey, Sweetie Belle, should we be heading back to your place? It’s almost two.”

Sweetie Belle:
“I guess… Diamond, can you and Silver meet us back here tomorrow afternoon?”

Diamond Tiara:
“Sure, and thanks again, Sweetie Belle. I… I honestly have been wanting to talk to you and your friends for awhile, but I was afraid of how to bring it up.”

Scootaloo:
“You should be thanking Silver Spoon: she’s the one who’s stuck by your side all these years.”

Diamond Tiara:
“You’re right, Scootaloo. Anyways, good night you two. Silver, almost done with your milkshake?

Silver Spoon:
“Not even close.”

Diamond Tiara:
“Alright, well take your time. And thanks, Silver, I’m glad you’re my bestie.”

Author's Note

"Now that you've heard our story, should we see what happens next? or should I just... you know. Leave you with all your questions. What do you all want us to do?"

"Sweetie Belle! This isn't only your story! C'mon let me talk!"

"Fine! Go for it Scootaloo."

"Finally! Anyways, I want to continue this story!!! I want to show these wonderful ponies what happened next!"

"Y'all done? C'mon continue the story! Ah think they wanna see what happened when ah found out."

"Apple Bloom! You shouldn't even be talking here! You weren't in this story, so shushhhh!"