Through Another's Eyes

Scootaloo looked at the book in front of her attentively, hoping to understand the contents as much and as quick as possible. Sadly, that would only work if you actually opened the book, something that our dear orange filly has only done for books like the Harry Colter series, the Percy Flankson series and even the Lord of The Element of Harmony series. Luckily, she faces the dilemma of opening books which have the word “Twilight” on it, seeing as it insults her friend and monsters in every way possible.

“Ugh, I’ll never get this!” Scootaloo screamed in rage as she banged her head onto the book, causing more harm to her head than the book.

It was at that precise moment, however, that two more fillies came into the scene. These two were known as simply Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo’s best friends and fellow Cutie Mark Crusaders. They were busy chatting, with Sweetie Belle telling her friend about how her day had gone from bad to worse.

“I’m telling you, Apple Bloom” Sweetie Belle said with a sigh “I don’t think I’m cut out to be a librarian. Who knew Rarity’s entire Twilight saga series could burn up in ten seconds flat?”

“Maybe everypony that has a brain in that head of theirs” replied Apple Bloom with her thick Southern accent “I mean, who reads those things?”

Their chat was cut short, however, when they saw their friend sitting hopelessly on the ground. She was starting to sob and a big yellow book was placed in front of her. This scene made the two fillies worried: They have never before in their entire life seen Scootaloo, the tomboy and toughest filly in Ponyville, even let out a sob before. This made them jump straight at her, pounding her with rapid questions.

“Who did it to ya?”

“Was it a filly or a colt?”

“Did somethin’ happen to Rainbow?”

“You finally found out who your long lost parents are?”

“Ya found out you were a chicken after all?”

A loud scream escaped from the orange Pegasus’ mouth, silencing the Unicorn and Earth ponies. She made another audible sigh and pointed to the book in front of her, a look of pure malice and hatred in her eyes. Slowly, Sweetie Belle picked it up and stared blankly at the cover.

“Flying for Screwballs?” she said with a curious expression “I just don’t get it”

This made Apple Bloom hold back laughter, but only managed to make it sound even funnier. This made Scootaloo’s face redden as she took the book back from the marshmallow coloured Unicorn and blew a raspberry.

“Still can’t fly, can’t ya?” Apple Bloom asked between fits of giggles, making Scootaloo even angrier than she let on

“My wings are just too small, that’s why!” yelled the Pegasus, defending her miniscule pride left “I’m surprised if these things don’t even flap!”

“I heard Fluttershy say that Rainbow Dash was small for her age when she was a filly once” Sweetie Belle perked up, giving a warm smile. This only furthered Scootaloo’s shame and Apple Bloom’s laughter.

“Come on, Scoots!” Apple Bloom said after a while “Ah know what could cheer ya up!”

“Sugarcube Corner?” Scootaloo asked, a smile forming on her lips

“Sugarcube Corner!” replied the yellow filly with a wide grin “Come on, ya’ll! Ah heard the Cakes just got foals!”

“Foals?” Sweetie Belle asked with a euphoric smile “I wanna see, I wanna see!”

And without further ado, the three friends galloped away towards the local confectionery. Maybe Pinkie Pie could cheer the Pegasus filly up, she always does! After all, who wouldn’t be happy after being given a party for some obscure reason like “Being The Bestest Pony In The World” or “Not So Surprise Birthday Party Told Three Days In Advance”?
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“I’m telling you, Trixie, that wasn’t my foal!”

“Lies! Surely you must have had SOMETHING to do with that foal!”

“I don’t even have a lover yet!”

“Then you must have passed down some of your magic to her!”

The conversation continued on as two ponies, a purple one and a blue one , walked out of the door to Sugarcube Corner. Trixie, I mean, The Great and Powerful Trixie, who had decided to come visit Ponyville for the week... okay, until she gets some more money after getting outshined by none other than Twilight Sparkle, was having a fit after seeing what was in the store. This made the Cutie Mark Crusaders even more curious. After all, what was Trixie doing walking around town with her mortal enemy, Twilight?

“Trixie (“The Great and Powerful Trixie!” a voice could be heard yelling) sure seems pretty angry at whatever’s inside” Sweetie Belle said, pointing out the obvious

“Who would have guessed it?” Scootaloo said sarcastically, getting another giggle from Apple Bloom and a confused stare from Sweetie Belle

And so they entered their destination, happy grins plastered on their faces. Scootaloo had left the book back at the clubhouse per Apple Bloom’s orders; she didn’t want it to be a party pooper for the treat. Well, let’s just say the book wasn’t needed to easily crush and obliterate every single sense of joy in Scootaloo.

“I’m never letting go, Pound Cake!” Pinkie Pie yelled, being dragged along by a flying baby foal with a brown mane “Wait, I mean stop! Stop!”

There was a loud crash as the two ponies crashed into the wall, creating a perfect hole the size of Pinkie Pie being pulled along by a baby Pegasus. From the hole, one could easily see a baby Unicorn using magic to make toys float around and enter her mouth, making her eat it. Gummy could be seen doing the exact same thing as the foal but with a big rubber ball.

“Pinkie Pie! Ya’ll right thar?” Apple Bloom asked, helping the party pony up

“Yeah, just had a bit of a doozy taking care of these kids” she replied while rubbing her head “It’s bad enough they’re potty trained… at the age of one month”

“Wait, foals can’t be potty trained until they’re a bit older” Sweetie Belle said, again stating the obvious “How come these guys could already do it?”

“I dunno, I blame Hasbro” Pinkie Pie said once more after making sure Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake were away from any form of harm “Or maybe I should blame genetics. That never really did make sense”

This statement made the fillies stare blankly at her. Hasbro? Never heard of it. Maybe it was the name of some fancy hospital out of town.

“So anyway, what could I do for you girls?” Pinkie Pie asked with a wide smile that would make even the saddest of creatures smile “Other than these two of course, can’t have you making any more trouble than what the fans say”

“Uh… Pinkie Pie? Fans don’t talk” Apple Bloom reminded her

“What? Oh! Not those fans. I’m talking about the Bronies! You know, those old men and teenagers that watch My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic! Those are the guys that say Trixie (“The Great and Powerful Trixie!”) is actually Twilight’s long lost sister/lover or that I’m related to Octavia eventhough there is no proof whatsoever. Actually, they say a lot more weird stuff about us but I don’t mind!”

Okay, conversation change time. The immense breaking of the Fourth Wall had caused Sweetie Belle to cower behind Apple Bloom, afraid of what she has heard. This was when they noticed something crucial was missing.

“Hey, anypony seen Scoots?” Apple Bloom asked, looking around the shop “I coulda sworn she was right next ta us”

BOOM

The question was instantly broken by a loud grunt, followed by the crashing of another wall. In Scootaloo’s rage, she had forgotten how to use the doors as well. In her hooves was what seemed to be a barrelled thingy with a trigger. Her wild mane was covered in sweat as she panted loudly. Several ponies have hidden behind tables and chairs, expecting danger.

“Buck you, flying baby!” she screamed as she continued to point the gun at Pound Cake

Silence

“I said, buck you!” screamed Scootaloo again, although nothing happened

Soon after, shocked ponies continued on with their lives and desserts; forgetting about the rage-filled filly. The babies too had floated back over to Pinkie Pie, giving her a sweet nudge and confused glances at the Pegasus.

After apologising to the Cakes for breaking the wall and causing mass hysteria for several seconds (and making a certain pink pony with a lily for a cutie mark faint… again), the three Crusaders exited the store with a bag full of sugary delights. If one were to listen closely, they would hear obscene words coming out of Scootaloo’s mouth as she cursed Pound Cake for knowing how to fly. If Fluttershy heard all of that, she might have fainted on the spot. Then she would wake up, only to faint again.

“So, what was that thingamabob?” Sweetie Belle asked as the rode on Scootaloo’s prized scooter. Okay, more like Scootaloo was riding and the other two were in the wagon being pulled along.

“I dunno, something the Crazy Monkey Mare gave me” Scootaloo said with a sigh “Something she called a gun”

“You need a finger to pull those things, you know” Ditzy Doo said from on top of the wagon

“Wait, how’d ya get here?” Apple Bloom panicked when she heard the voice “And what the hay is a finger?”

“I got on, duh” Ditzy simply replied nonchalantly as she gave a shrug “And that’s what The Doctor said, anyway. I’m not even so sure myself”

The three fillies and accident prone mare continued on their way back to wherever they were going. This short trip would soon involve three Manticores, a fishing net, some rock candy and a buffalo herd. Soon, survival experts will use this short trip as a guide on why it isn’t a good idea to leave a loaded gun on a wagon with Ditzy Doo.