It was a sunny day in Ponyville, a warm breeze swept past the happy equines in the streets. Up in the blue areal expanse was Scootaloo, she was relishing the thin air of the sky. Being eighteen now felt amazing to her, she felt like a new mare. She soared through the air with a wide grin. The giddy mare was flying through the warm summer air, refreshed and alive.

Out of the blue, she remembered something. She recalled from a few days ago that Derpy offered to help her move a new TV in her house today, but the screw-eyed mare was no where to be seen all day. Scootaloo turned a one eighty and headed to Derpy's house. As she grew closer, she noticed some strange tinted clouds that made her head dizzy when she flew through them.

"That's weird," she thought to herself," I've never seen clouds like those..."

She approached the cabin, occasional puffs of blueish smoke coughed up from the chimney. Scootaloo landed in the soft grass lawn and tilted her head to hear the feint noise from inside.

"Reggae?" she asked aloud.

The orange mare moved to the door and was about to knock when she heard feint singing from inside. She knocked the door. No response. She knocked again and louder this time. Still nothing. She tried to look into the windows but the curtains were blocking view.

"Hello? Derpy?" Scootaloo asked loudly," Weren't you going to help me move some stuff today?" Still no response.

She groaned and threw the door open. It was dark inside and the calm, calming rhythmic sound of Reggae flew into her's ears. What the pegasus wasn't expecting is what her eyes saw. Derpy was stretched out over a massive bean bag with a cloud of blue, hazy smoke around her. Her eyes were droopy and blood shot, the mare sat giggling at the patterns in the wafts of air. A roll of burnt paper and some kind of plant was in her loose lips.

"Derpy?! Whats going on here?!" Scootaloo shouted.

The ditsy mare had a spaced out gaze and snickered," Heeeeeey, Rainddow Bash....what's up? Oh wait...it's you," She snickered.

The orange pegasus had no idea what was going on but she was determined to find out. She trotted sternly over to the Mail Mare and snatched the roll of giggles. She looked down at Derpy like a teacher reprimanding a delinquent. Derpy looked up at her with a confused yet positive expression. Scootaloo yanked away the blazed paper roll and glared at Derpy.

"Come on bud," Derpy giggled,"You didn't even say please!"

"What is this stuff? I've never seen it before," Scootaloo said dejectedly.

"Whaaat?" Derpy chuckled,"Get real, nopony's told you about this?" Scootaloo's blank expression answered Derpy's question. The mailmare sighed,"You pinkie promise not to tell anypony about this?" Derpy asked, if she was more 'sober' Scootaloo would be intimidated.

Scootaloo nodded,"Cross my heart and stick a cupcake in my eye and all that."

"You know what poison joke is right?" asked sounding like a teacher during an exam.

" 'Course I know what it is, you turn into really funny stuff if you touch it," Scootaloo said, remembering what happened to the main 6 and all of their odd transformations.

The grey pegasus took back the roll and smiled,"If you burn it and breath it in...your mind goes funny," She wiggled her eyebrows,"Wanna see something awesome?"

"i dunno,"Scootaloo grimaced,"This stuff is making me feel really weird..."

Derpy put the blunt up to her lips and inhaled deeply. The lit end crackled as the mare took in more and more air. Scootaloo blinked in confusion as Derpy held her breath with a comically determined look. To the orange mare's amazement, perfect rings of smoke puffed out of Derpy's mouth into the air, making a dart board looking cloud.

Scootaloo was amazed,"Woah! That's so cool!"

Derpy giggled,"You think that's cool you should meet Tree Huger, she's craaaaaazy!"

"Hey," Scootaloo poked Derpy,"Come on, I wanna try!"

"What the hay?" Derpy looked suddenly surprised. She scrunched her face,"Not this stuff you're not."

"Aaaww, come on!" Scootaloo begged,"I can handle it!"

Derpy shook her head,"Nuh uh, this strain would knock you flat. I'll give you some crap joke dope," She wobbled off the bean bag and headed to a rug on the floor. She lifted it and hidden away was a secret cabinet. Scootaloo watched with wonder as the humble mailmare took out several boxes, each with a slightly different but strong scent. Derpy lazily blinked while she sniffed each box. Selecting one, she slid the others back.

"You pinkie promise not to tell anypony about this, pinkie promise?" Derpy asked, if she was more 'sober' Scootaloo would be intimidated.

"Okay den...if you're up for it," Derpy giggled hysterically,"Here you go."

She handed the paper roll to Scootaloo, who looked at it like a work of alien technology. She placed it on her lips and inhaled. There was a moment of drug induced bliss but it was cut short. The smoke from it burned surprisingly, causing Scootaloo to go into a coughing fit. She handed the roll back to Derpy with a grumpy look. Derpy just chuckled.

"You puffed to rough Scoots," the grey mare said with a mellow tone,"Just...take it easy..."

Scootaloo wan't one to lose or look silly. She had a determined look back on her face,"Okay, one more try."

Author's Note

Next time, the Fuzz steps in...or the fluff...lpuff