The Chronicles of Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon and the Cutie Mark Crusaders

by Nurse Fluttershy

Rating: everyone
Tags: Random, Slice of Life, Romance, Comedy
Length: 385

When a power outage takes place in the Upper East Side of Ponyville where Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon reside, they are forced to stay at Sweet Apple Acres until further notice.

"Daddy, you have got to be kidding me! I refuse to stay with Apple Blank, Stupid Belle and Scootaloser!"

"Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. And you will be staying at the farm whether you like or not. They were kind enough to allow us to stay with them until the power comes back and you wouldn't want to seem ungrateful, now would you?"

"No, Daddy.

A little way off, four fillies stood. One had a white coat, paired with a purple and pink mane. Another had a butter yellow coat, her mane a cherry red, topped with a pink bow. An orange one with a deep purple mane leaned on a scooter, tiny wings buzzing excitedly as she talked. Standing awkwardly beside them, a grey pony with a mane that shimmered like silver eyed the pink filly with the purple and white mane arguing with her father.

"Is it wrong that I'd rather leave them out on the streets?" questioned Scootaloo, the orange filly.

Pawing at the ground, Silver Spoon, the grey pony, sighed.

"This is going to be a long stay."

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-01-13 06:17:38 UTC

Chapter 1

"Granny Smith, why are ya'll allowing Diamond Tiara to come stay in mah room? Don't ya'll know she's the one who's been troublin' us Crusaders since school started?" whined Apple Bloom.

"Because, that li'l filly is Mr. Filthy's daughter. An' the Rich an' Apple families go a long, long, long way back. And she's stayin' in yer room because I'll be stayin' with Applejack, Mac's too big to share his room, and Mr. Filthy gets mine. That is why Desmond Tina stays in yer room." replied the old mare.

"But, Granny, she'll spend all her time tormentin' me an' she might make fun of mah stuff! Ah don't want her anywhere near mah room!"

"Now, App-"

"And Ah won't be able to go crusadin' with the girls cuz Ah'll be here making' sure she doesn't touch anythin'!"

"Apple B-"

"And have Ah mentioned that-"

"APPLE BLOOM!"

"Yes, Granny?" mumbled the young filly, ears flat against her head.

"If ya don't want her ta see yer room, then ya'll can sleep in yer Cutie Mare Characters clubhouse. Ya'll can have a nice sleepover with ALL five of ya." answered the old mare, voice stern.

"Cutie Mark Crusaders, Granny and that's even worse!"

"Mah decision is FINAL, young mare and ya'll know it! Now, GIT!"

Scowling, Apple Bloom, marched out of the farmhouse and made her way over to her friends. And Diamond Tiara. And Silver Spoon.

Scootaloo was the first to greet her.

"So, AB? What's the deal? She's staying in your room after all?"

The pink filly beside her sneered.

"She, has a name and enough money to buy all of you a thousand times over. However," she said, swiveling her head toward the yellow earth pony standing in front of her, "I do want to know if we're actually sharing."

"Well, ya'll see, it's like this. It ain't just you an' me anymore. It's all five of us. An' it ain't mah room, it's tha clubhouse."

"SHE'S LETTING THEM INTO OUR CLUBHOUSE!"

"I DON'T WANT TO STAY IN YOUR STUPID CLUBHOUSE!"

"NOW, WAIT JUST A GOSH DARNED MINUTE! YA'LL WEREN'T THINKING THAT WHEN BABS WAS HERE!"

Not for the last time, a grey coated filly, not far off, pushed up her glasses and siighed, leaving the other three to their argument.