A Whole New World

"AGAIN!?"

"COME ON!"

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"

"HOW IS THIS MY FAULT!?"

Four small fillies, all covered in frosting and sprinkles. One Pegasus with an orange-ginger coat, a shaggy purple mane and purple eyes. One unicorn, white coat, silky now sticky with icing light purple-and-pink mane. The other two earth ponies, one with a cherry-red mane and a pale yellow coat, and the other with a brown coat and a short pale red mane.

What did they all have in common? They all were blank-flanks.

"I guess we can count out pastry making as our cutie marks." grumbled the unicorn, Sweetie Belle she was called.

"Yeah. But it was still Scootaloo's fault." accused the pale yellow filly, called Apple Bloom, as she pointed at the Pegasus filly,

"My fault!? At least I wasn't the one who mixed up the salt and sugar!" Scootaloo threw an accusing glance at the other earth pony foal.

"Hey! You can't prove it was me!" Babs Seed, the earth filly, protested.

"Girls! Girls! This is getting us nowhere!" Sweetie Belle said.

Apple Bloom nodded, "Yeah. What's next on the list?"

Babs Seed reached behind her back and took a notepad and pencil, "Let's see, we've tried pastry making, that turned out to be a bust." she told them as she crossed out the words 'pastry-making'.

"Next thing is cow-milking." Babs announced. Scootaloo tipped her head on one side, "But how will we do that? Fluttershy won't let us take care of the animals anymore...due to what happened yesterday." the Pegasus filly muttered.

"We can always go to Sweet Apple Acres! They have farm animals!" pointed out Sweetie Belle. Apple Bloom scratched her head, "I could work, but don't set the farm on fire, Scootaloo." she said.

Scootaoo rolled her eyes, "One little mistake and you're marked for life."

"We have to do what with the cow!?"

Sweetie Belle looked in disgust as she poked the bucket under the cow.

"Come on Sweetie! It's not that gross. Sure it's not one of my chores but I always see Applejack do it." Apple Bloom said. Scootaloo walked over to the cow.

"If you're all to scared to do it, I'll do it!" Scootaloo announced.

"Says the chicken." murmured Sweetie Belle as she moved out of the way.

Scootaloo sat on the stool and milked the cow. When she was done she clapped her hooves together, "See? Easy!" she remarked.

Sweetie Belle dipped her hoof in the milk and licked it. She scrunched her nose up, "It's sour!" she sputtered out.

"What?" Apple Bloom shoved Sweetie Belle out of the way, "Let me taste!" she lapped the milk.

"It is sour!" Apple Bloom exclaimed.

"Are you saying I milked the cow wrong?" Scootaloo snarled, "Because if you are..."

"Maybe you did it too tight." suggested Babs Seed.

Apple Bloom shook her head, "Maybe I should take Ol' Betsy to Applejack. Maybe she'll give it to Fluttershy." Apple Bloom said as she patted the cow on the rump.

Babs nodded, "Maybe you should."

Apple Bloom tied the cow's chest with a rope and led her out of the barn.

"Where is that Apple Bloom?" Scootaloo laid on her stomach as she groaned.

"Scoot, it's only been eight minutes," Sweetie Belle patted her friend on the back.

"Yeah, it's not like she'll take hours." Babs added.

A few moments later, Apple Bloom was running back with her mane ruffled.

"Wha-what's the next thing on the list?" she panted.

Sweetie Belle pulled it out, "Gardening." she chirped.

Scootaloo moaned, "Let's get this over with!"

"Gosh darnit! These weeds are hard to pull!" Apple Bloom spat as she tugged on a weed.

"Tell me about it!" huffed Scootaloo. The orange filly was pulling back on a stubborn weed.

"Help!" cried Sweetie Belle. The white unicorn had her horn tangled up in a weed.

"Sweetie Belle! How on earth do you tangle up your horn?!" Babs sighed, but she galloped towards Sweetie Belle.

Babs grabbed the back on Sweetie Belle's shoulders and pulled.

"Ow! Not so hard!" Sweetie Belle squealed.

"Sweetie Belle! Pull!" Babs growled.

Soon, the weed let go of Sweetie Belle's horn and they fell backwards.

"Ow! Sweetie Belle, you're on my leg!" cried Babs Seed.

"Oops! Sorry!" Sweetie Belle chuckled and got off Babs.

"You're as heavy as pig!" Babs said as she rubbed her flank.

"Hey!" protested Sweetie Belle.

"Babs! Did ya help Sweetie?" Apple Bloom came running up to them, Scootaloo by her side.

"Yep." Sweetie replied.

"Good, 'cause I-" began Scootaloo. She was interrupted by a flash of light, and all the crusaders dove into the nearest bush.

"Do ya think that's the princess?" whispered Apple Bloom.

"Why would it be her?" Scootaloo asked.

"Well, we were gardening in Ms. Hayfield's yard." Babs pointed out.

"Without permission." Sweetie Belle added.

"Silver Belle! Whad'ya get us into this time?!" a voice cried out of the bush.

"It isn't my fault, Apple Buck! Brad Seed pulled me hard!" another male voice yelled.

"Hey! At least I helped ya! Unlike Scootaroll." the other spat.

"Well what was I supposed to do? You were closer to him!" the last voice protested.

"I think nothin' happened, guys. See? We're where we started."

Apple Bloom peeked out of the bush, and there stood a pale yellow colt with a short red mane and a cap.

Apple Bloom beckoned the other three with her hoof, "Girls, you gotta see this." she whispered.

One by one, they all made a hole in the bush. Sweetie Belle gasped, too loudly.

It made the four colts spin around.

"Who's there?!" the one who looked like Scootaloo hissed.

"Show yourself!" now Babs Seed colt joined in.

For some reason, this made Scootaloo mad, for she jumped out of the bush.