The Pony in the Cloak

"Bright, don't do this!" Scootaloo shouted. "I must. I'm a changeling. It's what I'm supposed to do!" Bright said. "Bright, listen to me. I know that your a changeling, but that doesn't mean you need to attack ponies because they are afraid! Just do what your heart wants to do!" said Scootaloo "I told you, I'm a CHANGELING! I have no heart!" Bright said. "It may not seem like you have a heart, but you really DO! You just need to realize that, when you listen to your heart, great things can happen, or not! It's up to YOU!" Bright stopped. She just stood there, breathing heavily. She began to tear up. "Your right. What am I doing?" she said, and finally she returned to her normal self. She sighed quietly. "Thank you, Scootaloo," she said softly. She looked up to her. "Thank you for helping me realize I'm more than a heartless beast." The two fillies hugged and volunteered to clean up the mess, together.