"We are definitely not cutie mark pottery makers." Scootaloo said, as Babs Seed, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and her ran out of The Pottery House. They had, once again, messed something up while trying to earn their cutie marks. They finally slowed down to catch their breath.
"Definitely not." Babs blew her bangs out of her face. "Any other ideas?" All three shook their heads.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders were in Manehattan visiting Babs. It had been the perfect time for a meeting.
Babs sighed.
