Cutie Mark Crusaders Superheroes Yay!

This was not how Scootaloo was planning her day to go down , although nopony really would if they weren't Pinkie Pie, and or psychic. All she wanted to do was scooter on home after a long, and tiring day of bungee jumping. It was a warm day, and a slight breeze rustled her bright orange coat slightly, she shook her wings and speeded on, buzzing her wings like a hummingbirds, ignoring the other ponies walking by, deep in thought about what new activity she was going to try next.

Just as she was nearing the bend to her house, she saw a small carriage go at top speed down a very steep hill.Idiots, they should really slow down. Her annoyance shifted to alarm, however, when she noticed one of the wheels had been snapped off, and that it wasn't slowing down. In fact, it looked to be speeding up. Her alarm grew when she noticed Pound Cake sitting down right in front of it. "Yikes!" She yelped, careening down the hill with blazing speed, buzzing her tiny wings as fast as they could go.

She was gaining on the carriage, there were only a few meters between them as Scootaloo strained with all her might, beads of sweat starting to form, only to be whipped off by the speed she was going at. Flattening her ears, she pushed herself harder than she ever had, and she closed the distance quicker.

But even as this happened, Scootaloo knew that she would never reach there in time, the carriage was going to fast, and the hill was too steep. So she did the only thing she could think of; she leaped from her scooter and into the air. Because of the almost vertical drop, she soared past the carriage. Keeping her wings tucked against her back, she used her momentum to slam in Pound Cake, and only a millisecond later the carriage passed by.

It finally managed to pull to a stop, thanks to a group of earth pony stallions. The carriage driver galloped over to where Scootaloo crouched, with one wings spread around Pound Cake, trying to calm her breathing "Are you alright?" He asked anxiously, looking them up and down. "Uh, yeah, thank you" Scootaloo said awkardly, shuffling slightly. The stallion looked between her and the carriage and back again with wide eyes. "Your a really fast flyer,kid, you should try joining the Wonderbolts" he said as he strolled away.

That carriage could of have hit her harder. He think's I flew, why wouldn't he? Scootaloo thought dismayed at the notion. She had accepted that she may never fly, but comments like that, especially when Pound could fly so well . . .

She wasn't sure what hurted more, mean spirited, purposeful comments, like the ones she used to be given by Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon or innocent, harmless ones, by unknowing ponies, like that nice stallion.

She was roused out of her self depreciation by Mrs. Cake, who had seen what had happened. After assuring her that, no, it really was nothing, and yes, she would bring her and her 'Crusader friends' in later to get a free sundae, she was on her way.

Had anypony looked closely, they would of have seen  Scootaloo's cutie mark light up slightly.

Apple Bloom sighed as she surveyed the tree's she still had to buck. Her area was much smaller than Applejack's and Big Mac's but there where still quite a few tree's left.

She was near the edge of Sweet Apple Acres, near to the mountain that her sister once climbed to fight a dragon. The tree's on the borders never had that much apples, but Applejack could sniff out a lie within seconds, and she would know whether Apple Bloom checked them or not.

As she predicted, there was only one tree there with apples on it, then she would have to work in, and that was a lot more work. Sighing, she bucked the apple tree. The tree, already malnourished and weak, split in half and slammed into the rocky ground with a loud THUD!

There was silence for a moment, before a gigantic boulder came barreling down the hill at astonishing speeds. It was only inches from her face, when Apple Bloom , panicking,brought her hoof straight out in front of her, as if to try and stop the giant rock in it's tracks. The effect was immediate; the giant boulder cracked and turned to dust.

Shocked, Apple Bloom took one, then two steps back, before turning around and galloping back to Sweet Apple Acres. "Apple Bloom! What are you doing back so early?" Granny Smith wheezed as she rocked in her chair, surprised at seeing her grandfilly burst into the house.

After explaining what happened, Granny frowned at Apple Bloom. "You destroyed a rock . . . with a single punch?" She asked, her eyes, so like Apple Blooms, so sharp. Frantically, Apple Bloom nodded, grateful that she understood.

A few seconds later she was being thrown out of the house. "Telling lies won't get you out of work there, whippersnapper! Now get!"  The old mare shouted, and her gandfoal trudged away. Muttering under her breath, Apple Bloom set off to continue apple bucking on her slice of work land.

She was so busy making up for lost time, she didn't notice her cutie mark glowing softly.

Sweetie Belle looked around her sisters Creation Room. It was a mess, as usual, but Sweetie had learned her lesson on messing with Rarities things, don't. She was, however, bored out of her mind, and she was certain she left her singing baton in here somewhere.

After digging around, she found it under a pile of fabrics. Looking around the room, Sweetie shrugged.What harm could singing do? She sucked in a deep breath, and decided to just do a simple song, one Rarity sang to her when she was a filly on stormy nights.

"Hush now, quiet

It's time to lay your sleepy head

Saying hush now quiet now,

Time to go to BED!"

The effect was instantaneous, her voice caused massive shock waves to ripple around the room, sending everything flying away from her. Instantly, she stopped. She looked down at her hooves. Under them, the floor was cracked and buckled beyond compare.

Her light green eyes widened.Rarities going to send me to the moon! She spent the next hour and a half meticulously putting the fabrics back exactly as she remembered them, and the ones she didn't know, throwing them around, as if Rarity did it.

Then she turned her attention to the cracked floor. She stared at it blankly, before her light green eyes lit up, and she dragged the ug over it . "There! Perfect!" Sweetie sat back on her haunches and admired her handiwork, then went into her room, before turning her attention to her singing.

Was I always like this? She wondered, staring blankly at her white hooves. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo told me I have a very powerful singing voice, have I just never noticed it, or something?  She also never noticed her glowing cutie mark.

Yeah that was probably it, after all the alternative was-

"Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeetie Beeeeeeeeeeeeeelleeeeeeeeee!"

Scootaloo woke up with her head against wood.Did I fall off the bed, or something? She opened her eyes, and started, heart leaping wildly in her chest. She was pressed up against the roof of her room. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!" She screamed, before dropping to the floor, hitting herself on the chin on the way down.

Shakily, she stood up. Then it set in.She could fly. She could fly. "I can fly!I can fly!I can fly!I can fly!I can fly!" She screamed, bouncing around the room like Pinkie Pie. She took a huge leap into the air and buzzed her wings, only to fall on her stomach. "No,no,no no" she chanted, trying again, and failing. "But, I just did it" she thought desperately, trying over and over, to no avail.

"Scooter! Time for school!" Her mom's voice yelled, and she dejectedly trotted downstairs. It was only once she was outside the schoolhouse, that she realized; she never flapped her wings. Am I losing it? She wondered, shaking her head as she sat down at her desk, and staring down at it, disconsolate.

Apple Bloom woke up later than usual, though it was probably due to the huge telling off she received by Applejack and Granny Smith. Bolting out of bed, she ran through the kitchen, grabbing a nearby apple for breakfast. "Can't talk, gotta go, Ah'm late- bye!" She yelled, ignoring the confused looks she was being sent by her family members.

Apple Bloom slammed the door behind her, not noticing how it shattered on impact as she ran. She did notice,however that her body felt very light, and she bounced up to the schoolhouse to take a seat beside Scootaloo in record breaking time.

Gingerly, she attempted to pick up a pencil, only for it to shatter between her teeth. Scootaloo stared down at the two halves in confusion. "What did you do that for Bloom?" She asked, shifting around to look at her friend. "I didn't- I mean- I" Apple Bloom said looking down at the crushed pencil forlornly. I must not know my own strength. Could this day get any more weird? She wondered.

Sweetie tumbled down her stairs, tearing off her quilt as she ran. Grabbing her new green satchel, with her cutie mark on it,  she tied it on as best she could. But Sweetie wasn't graceful on the best of days, and she bonked her head off of the door frame, rubbing her head, she used her magic, to open the door, shutting it quietly behind her, knowing her sister liked to have luxurious lie in.

Finally able to right herself, Sweetie started bucking it towards the schoolhouse. She reached it in seconds, or she would of have, had she not tripped over a rock that was in her way. "Dumb rock" she spat, before continuing. She only just managed to make it into her seat, just as the bell rang.

She breathed a sigh of relief, she was right on time.

Though they weren't aware of it themselves, Cherilee noticed that The Cutie Mark Crusaders were acting . . . weird. Sweetie kept clearing her throat, like she was going to sing softly, a thing she did when she thought nopony was listening, then glanced nervously around, and looked down again.

Apple Bloom, on the other hoof, was picking everything up really slowly, and carefully, like it was made of glass and it would shatter. She had griped the edge of the chair, the metal part, but at some point she jerked her hoof away like it was on fire. She didn't touch the chair after that, instead completely engrossing herself in what Cherilee was saying.

Scootaloo kept folding and unfolding her orange wings, before glancing around really quickly, like she'd been caught doing something she shouldn't. Cherilee noticed that she asked a lot of questions about flight and wings in the class, more so than usual, but Diamond and Spoon had stopped bullying them, so why was she so nervous?

Was there a new bully? She glanced around, but most ponies liked The Cutie Mark Crusaders, so what was bothering them?

It was a knock at the door that brought the teacher back to her senses. "Oh, oh yes. . Since Tirek destroyed a few schools on his rampage, many schools were destroyed, which meant that colts and fillies had to find new ones. Everypony I would like you to meet our newest classmates, Crowned Jewel and Razell Da-"

"Please, call me Razer" a smooth, Baltimare voice spoke up. Razer was a light grey, with a short mane of four different shades of blue. His feathers twitched as he walked past to the back of the class, inspecting the posters.

Jewel meanwhile, seemed determined to flaunt, she stuck her muzzle up in the air, and shook her ringlets. "Why don't you tell us something about yourself then Jewel" Cherilee suggested, and the unicorn gladly took center stage. "My father, Polished Jewel is the treasurer for the Celestial Jewels" she said in her high voice, looking down smugly at them.

"Wow, really!?" Twist burst out. "That's amazing!" Everypony gathered themselves around her at once, and began chattering excitedly, asking questions. "Can we see them?" "Is it true that there's a ruby as big as the sun itself?" "Do you think you could bring them in next time for show and tell?"

Jewel, held up a hoof for silence. "I'm sorry, but my father can't possibly do that" she glanced at the downcast faces. "I can however,bring one of you with me." And that's how Jewel became the most popular filly in school.

"Isn't Jewel great?" Sweetie burbled, hopping from hoof to hoof excitedly as they trotted to the clubhouse. Apple Bloom frowned. "Ah don't see what's so special about some sparkly rocks." Scootaloo chimed in. "Yeah, I don't know why everyponies freaking out about them, it's not like they're super awesome or anything."

Sweetie turned to Apple Bloom. "You do know that they have a golden apple there right? And they inlay all their swords with those jewels?" Apple Blooms reddish yellow eyes widened, as she imagine a golden apple. She imagine biting into it, and she smiled dreamily, while Scootaloo started fanfillying over the swords. "How cool is that?!" She shouted, stopping her scooter briefly. "How do you know all this, Sweetie?" Apple Bloom asked.

"Rarity loves them! She tells me about them all the time!" Sweetie replied, and the other two exchanged a look. Sometimes Sweetie's blind adoration of her sister could be worrying.

They entered the clubhouse, still chattering on about the new filly. It was then that Apple Bloom remembered the colt. "Hey what do you think of Razor?" Sweetie shivered. "Scary," she answered, Scootaloo puffed out her chest. "He's just a Pegasus, Sweetie, nothing we can't handle." She grinned, and the earth and unicorn fillies smiled back.

Scootaloo, who was standing on the podium, jumped down to let Apple Bloom up. Except she just hung there, in the air. "Wah-" Apple Bloom asked. "Your flying, your flying, your flying!" Sweetie said jumping up and down. Scootaloo shot up, and banged her head on the roof.

"Your flying, she's flying,your flying, she's flying,your flying, she's flying!" Sweetie sucked in a breath.

"She's Flyiiiiiiiiing!"

The shock wave of her voice sent Apple Bloom flying through the door of the clubhouse. Sweetie clamped a hoof over her mouth in shock, before Scootaloo led them both to where Apple Bloom was.

The Earth Filly was stuck under a tree. But, without showing the slightest bit of effort, she stood up and threw the tree off her. Literally. It shrunk into a tiny dot in the sky, then vanished from sight. She sighed, and sheepishly rubbed the back of her neck. "Ah think we all have some catching up to do."

After explaining their own story, the three sat back in silence for a moment. "So . .  we all somehow gained super awesome mega powers?" Scootaloo said, smiling. Sweetie looked anxious, but Apple Bloom grinned as well. "Yep! But where did we get them?"

"Oh, I think I can answer that" a voice said from seemingly nowhere, startling them. A tiny firefly, which had been sitting on the lamp for quite some time, grew and grew, until a certain Draquinous formed. "Discord!" Apple Bloom said, jumping to her hooves. "Did you do this to us?" She asked, nervous. She heard stories about him, and knew he was reformed, but at the end of the day, he was still the spirit of Chaos.

"Me?" Discord placed a lion's paw against his chest in mock hurt. "Why no, you did this yourselves." The three fillies exchanged a glance. "Us? But how could of we have done it?" Scootaloo asked, confused. "You three got your cutie marks in helping other ponies- bleh!  But it was so general, the magic that controls your cutie marks thought of you as hero helping, so it gave you a few powers."

"Wait? A few? There's more?" Sweetie squeaked, seeming both elated and scared. "Oh yes, from what I can gather, all of you will get a travel power, like Scootapoo's flight without wings, and will also get a power used for fights, like Apple Doom's strength, or Sweetie Beth's songs." He laughed lightly. "Now if this isn't going to be chaos, I don't know what will!" With a snap of a talon, he vanished.

"Super . . powers?" Sweetie asked, turning to look at her two bestest friends. "Super . . . heroes?" Scootaloo sounded a bit lost herself, coming down from the adrenaline wave she had been riding. Apple Bloom thought for a moment, before standing up, straight and tall. "Our cutie marks were always meant to symbolize danger girls. We chased down a criminal, then helped him." She declared, trying to sound brave, but really just sounding like she was trying to imiatate Big Mac.

"Yeah, we stood up for Diamond Tiara" Scootaloo said, joining her, puffing out her chest. "And we survived Discord, Tirek and Queen Chrysalis" Sweetie Belle chimed in, getting into it. "And wort of all . . . ." Scootaloo and Sweetie leaned in as Apple Bloom lowered her voice. "We survived Sweetie's cooking!"

Scootaloo and Apple Bloom burst out laughing, but stopped when they saw Sweetie's eyes waer. "Just kidding" Scootaloo said quickly, but the look didn't go away. "Ah was just making it up Sweets, ah love your cooking!" Apple Bloom said, a lie worthy of Discord himself. Sweetie smiled malevountly. "Oh, so you don't mind sampling some of my best works?" The other two's eyes widened in horror, until Sweetie herself burst out laughing.

"Okay, I think we're getting off track, but the point is-"

"Cutie Mark Superheroes Yay!"

And somewhere in Canterlot, Celestia got a feeling that things were about to go horribly, horribly wrong.