The Cutie Mark Quest (Again)
Down in Ponyville, there was a certain trio who never seemed to be satisfied. It was the Cutie Mark Crusaders, of course, who were looking for their cutie marks, and were not going to let anything stop them! As always. But after they had done every search, every trek, every quest, the trail seemed have gone cold and they found themselves back at square one yet again.
Apple Bloom sighed. "Well, the doctor idea didn't work out. What's next, Crusaders?"
Scootaloo threw her little hooves in the air. "I don't know any more!"
"Calm down," urged Sweetie Belle. "We can't get our cutie marks by freaking out…or can we?"
Pinkie Pie hopped over, cheerfully. "I'd like to see that! Let's freak out together!"
Apple Bloom collapsed on the ground. "No thanks, Pinkie Pie. This isn't a game. We really, really, really, wanna get our cutie marks."
(To the tune of "I've Got a Dream" from Tangled)
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Apple Bloom: We've tried dancing, animation
Cooking and aviation
We've even tried out zookeeping and knitting
But despite try after try
We can't help but sit and cry
We just can't find a cutie mark that's fitting
Can't you just see something on my poor bare tushie
Until then, we're all stuck in the dark
We keep dreaming of the day when we finally all can say
We've really got our own cutie marks
All Three: Our cutie marks
Our cutie marks
Apple Bloom: Maybe I have a knack for building arks?
Maybe I was a born painter
Or a sailor or a saint or
Who knows, I've gotta find my cutie mark
Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle: La la la la la la la la la la la la la
Scootaloo: Though I do look pretty cuddly
That girly stuff ain't for me
But I still want a mark to make me cuter
Oh, to get one is my dream
I am about ready to scream
Maybe my mark is all about my scooter
Maybe I was meant to be a famous racer
Dashing all around out for a lark
But I've raced for quite a while
I have made it my own style
And even now there is no cutie mark
All Three: Our cutie marks
Our cutie marks
Scootaloo: I have left so many tracks out in the park
But despite my constant zooming
All I've got is failure looming
I guess that it won't get a cutie mark
Sweetie Belle: There was that time we were salesponies
Apple Bloom: Or that time we explored in the woods
Sweetie Belle: Tried panning for gold
Apple Bloom: Volunteering for the old
All Three: Looked for oil
All that toil
Left us with only boils
Scootaloo: And don't get us started on the carnival…
Sweetie Belle: I've been told I'm good at singing
But the stage fright is stinging
So then I tried my hooves out on some sewing
But the clothes could not be worn
Cause the fabric got all torn
I really should have sensed the trouble brewing
Our cutie marks
Our cutie marks
I wanna think and really make some sparks
I feel that it is my duty
To prove I'm a real cutie
And finally get my dearest cutie mark!
Scootaloo and Apple Bloom: Our cutie marks
Sweetie Belle: Our cutie marks
Scootaloo and Apple Bloom: Our cutie marks
Sweetie Belle: Our cutie marks
All Three: We want something that makes the ponies hark
And all dogs bark
Apple Bloom: So we'll just have to keep going
Scootaloo: Keep our winds of fury blowing
Sweetie Belle: Until we find our precious cutie marks
Apple Bloom: Our cutie marks
Sweetie Belle: Our cutie marks
Scootaloo: Our cutie marks
Apple Bloom: Our cutie marks
Sweetie Belle: Our cutie marks
Scootaloo: Our cutie marks
All Three: Until we find our precious cutie marks!
Yeah!
"I know something you haven't tried…" said Pinkie Pie, in a sing-song sort of voice.
"WHAT?" the trio cried eagerly.
"Musical theater!" Pinkie Pie happily replied.
The trio looked crestfallen.
"We did too try musical theater!" whined Scootaloo. "Remember the talent show?"
"That wasn't real theater," said Pinkie Pie. "I mean a full story with songs and everything! I love musicals! I wish life was like one."
Apple Bloom considered reminding Pinkie Pie of the song they had just performed, but decided not to.
"I have a ton of scripts in my room!" said Pinkie Pie. "I got them at somepony's garage sale, but I haven't had time to read them yet! Come on!"
The Cutie Mark Crusaders hurried after Pinkie Pie. This could be it!
The Story of Jean Valjean
Pinkie's room was an absolute mess! There were books and plays everywhere, practically wallpapering the place! Pinkie had even built her baby alligator, Gummy, a little fort out of playbooks.
"Pinkie Pie," gasped Sweetie Belle, "your room looks like Twilight's library!"
"Nuh-uh," said Pinkie Pie. "Twilight's books don't have as much alligator drool on them. I just bought all of these this morning! I haven't gotten a chance to go through them, like I said. Take a look!"
The ponies began to dig (literally) through the scripts.
"What's Annie Get Your Gun about?" asked Scootaloo.
"A gunslingin' cowgirl!" Pinkie Pie cried happily.
"Oh boy!" grinned Scootaloo. "We have got to do this one!"
"What's a cowgirl?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"You do not want to know," Apple Bloom replied with a shudder at the idea of somepony riding her while wearing spurs.
"Hmmm," said Scootlaoo, "I just realized that we can't really hold guns anyway. Let's keep looking."
"I've got it!" announced Pinkie Pie. "You three can do Les Miserables!"
"'Miser-ables?'" repeated Sweetie Belle. "That doesn't sound like your kind of show, Pinkie Pie."
"Normally it's not," Pinkie admitted, "but this show is soooooooo cool! There's wars and love and even French ponies!"
(To the tune of the Lidsville theme song)
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Pinkie Pie: In the olden days the bourgeois
Were really living high
They didn't care about the poor
Who had to sit and cry
Some students didn't like the set-up
They decided they would get up
And they'd start a war against the other wealthy jerks
Meanwhile there's another guy
His name is Jean Valjean
He is an escaped prisoner
There's a lot going on
An officer dude wants his head
All cause he stole a loaf of bread
To save his family, he has got a lot of noble quirks
Their plots all start to intertwine, hope it turns out all right
The war begins and all the people start to fight and fight
And fight and fight
And fight and fight
And fight and fight
And fight
Oh the war is raging and Valjean, he gets a lucky break
The officer is captured and the guy begins to quake
But Valjean, he is much too nice
He gives the captive's ropes a slice
The officer can't understand and then…he hangs…himself!
Turning, turning
All of the soldiers die
Turning, turning, turning, turning
So…sad…
But Valjean's kid gets married and
Valjean's afterlife will be grand
Cutie Mark Crusaders: We just found the show we wanna do
There is violence and romance too
Everybody cheer, all right, yahoo
This will be so great, great
Our dreams will soon come true
Yeah, this could really work
Cause when we're done
We might all finally
Get our cutie marks!
