Cupcake Factory

“Scootaloo sews wings on Diamond Tiara's back to make her look like a pegasus, and have her take the flight exam.” -L Monotonicorm

Cupcake Factory

By Nero Darkard (aka. NeroTheDarklord)

Chapter 6: Pegasus for a day

The moment the school bell rang, most students came running out quickly. Not the Cutie Mark Crusaders, though. They carefully peeked outside, scanning the area.

“Do you see her anywhere, Applebloom?” Sweetie Belle asked quietly.

“Nope. Let’s just hope it stays that way,” Applebloom replied.

“Good gosh. When Silver Spoon is not around, Diamond Tiara is even more annoying,” Scootaloo commented.

“Guess she’s feelin’ incomplete without her pet. Darn Spoon. She’s even worse if ya ask me. Only teasing us because she’s imitatin’ Diamond,” Applebloom added.

“Well, let’s better get going before-” Scootaloo started and stepped out of the building, only to be instantly stopped by a pink earth pony filly, blocking her way. “Ah shit.”

“Oh. Swearing, are we? Do you kiss your mother with that mouth? Oh, that’s right! You can’t! You don’t have one!” Diamond Tiara started.

“Shut da hay up, Tiara!” Applebloom shouted in defence of her friend, but only causing their nemesis to giggle shortly.

“Funny you are the one stepping up for her. You don’t have any parents either! No wonder you two get along so well,” the bully kept going.

“You are one awful pony, you know that? Who of us here is the low one for hiding and waiting just for us to show up?” Sweetie Belle stated.

“Why of course! Do you really think I volunteeringly give up my favorite free-time activity, bubblehead? I think all that cotton candy you call a mane is starting to sink through to your brain,” Diamond Tiara responded.

Sweetie Belle made a grimace of fury, but was stopped by Applebloom before she could say anything. With a short sigh, the yellow filly turned to her friends.

“It’s no use. Let’s just ignore her and go home,” Applebloom suggested.

“Hey! You can’t just walk away and ignore me! My dad is rich enough to buy up all of your homes at once and turn them into private playgrounds for me! Except of yours of course, Scootaloo. Must suck pretty bad to not even have a home,” Diamond Tiara shouted.

The three friends did not respond or even look at her anymore. As they walked past her, Diamond Tiara turned around to them to give a sly smirk.

“You know, that’s actually a pretty good idea! I think I’ll just go to Sweet Apple Acres and pay Applejack a visit. That pony does pretty much everything if the price is right!” she stated.

This caused Applebloom to instantly halt and turn around.

“Ya wouldn’t dare!” she shouted, waving her clenched front hoof at the pink filly.

“You better believe it! And I am sure that Rarity would instantly turn your room into a Sado Maso dungeon once I tell her how much you secretly love that stuff, Sweetie Belle!” Tiara kept going.

“Shut the fuck up, Diamond!” Sweetie shouted.

“Why? I would like to believe this stuff runs in the family! You must be so proud to have a whip-wielding slut as a big sister! The perfect role model to copy from!” Diamond Tiara kept mocking, hardly able to hold back a laughter anymore.

It seemed like she hit a nerve on Sweetie Belle. The young white unicorn suddenly became quiet and tears started gathering up in her eyes. That sight, though, only pushed Tiara over the edge and she busted out in a loud laughter.

Scootaloo finally had enough of this. With an angry glance, she stepped right in front of the pink filly and grabbed her by the neck, instantly causing Diamond Tiara to stop laughing.

“You have crossed the line one too many times now, Diamond Tiara,” Scootaloo threatened with a growl.

“Gah! Let go of me, you filthy scum!” Tiara shouted, freeing herself from the grip.

Both Applebloom and Sweetie Belle stared at their friend, unsure what to say or think. Even Diamond Tiara seemed stunned for a brief moment. But just as she realized she let her guard down, her cocky expression returned.

“You should be ashamed of yourself, Scootaloo. Touching other ponies like that with those dirty hooves! Go get a shower first! And just by the way: What do you think you can do against me? You can’t even fly! You are utterly useless! No wonder nopony wants to adopt you!” the pink filly kept on mocking.

“No. You know what’s really a shame? That you don’t get when enough is enough. This will have consequences now, you little bitch,” Scootaloo continued calmly.

“Ha ha! Yeah, whatever! See you later, losers!” Diamond Tiara spoke, then turned around and walked away casually.

Sweetie Belle and Applebloom kept staring at Scootaloo. There was a burning hatred in her eyes. Neither one of them had ever seen her this angry before. It was Applebloom who first decided to step next to her friend.

“Scoots? Ya okay?” she asked carefully.

“Yeah. I just really, really had enough of that little piece of shit,” the pegasus filly replied.

“You are not the only one… I can’t believe she just said all that!” Sweetie Belle added.

“This has to end. Once and for all,” Scootaloo stated, her glance getting sinister now.

“Um… Scootaloo? Are ya serious with what ya said? What are ya gonna do?” Applebloom wondered.

Finally, the orange filly turned around, giving her friends a devilish smile. This both confused and scared them a bit.

“Don’t worry. Just leave this one to me,” Scootaloo responded, her expression suddenly changing back to normal as something came to her. “By the way, did you guys just realize that she knew what SM is?”

Roughly an hour later, Rarity was scanning through her ‘toys’ in her bedroom. With a small blush on her cheeks and a perverted expression on her face, she fantasized about how she would use each piece on Rainbow Dash while she was helplessly tied up, dangling on a long rope from the ceiling. Suddenly, the door slammed open and Scootaloo came walking in with saddlebags on her back, causing Rarity to shriek a little and quickly hide her belongings back underneath her bed.

“Can’t a mare have some privacy?! How about you knock next time!” the white unicorn mare spoke in an upset tone.

“Don’t even try to hide it. It’s not like it would be a secret that you’re heavily into bondage,” Scootaloo replied.

“Eh… still. This isn’t really something for a little filly’s eyes,” Rarity explained, blushing lightly.

“These eyes have seen more than enough,” the pegasus filly stated, pointing at her eyes. “Anyway, I need your help with something.”

“Oh! Well why didn’t you say so! Let me guess: You want me to fix a dress? Well, don’t even bother with that! I can make you a completely new dress altogether!” the white mare offered.

“It’s not exactly a dress I’m looking for. I need you to help with these here,” Scootaloo replied, opening her saddlebags.

Rarity gasped in shock. This little filly just bluntly presented two small severed pink pegasus wings in front of her.

“What the…?! Scootaloo, sweetness! What have you done?! Where did you get these from?!” she shouted in disbelief.

“No worries. I didn’t do anything,” Scootaloo started, putting the wings back in her bag. “I just got my connections. Anyway, I need your sewing skills in order for this to work and since you are so much into kinky stuff, I’m sure you know a few spells to stop pain and do it secretly. The pony in question is called Diamond Tiara.”

“Is this some kind of really disturbing prank? Because I am certainly not the type of pony to partake in this particular pursuit!” Rarity wondered.

“Sort of,” the orange filly responded, shrugging her shoulders. “So, what’s it now? Are you going to help me?”

“I’m sorry, Scootaloo, but this is just far too extreme. I may be hurting ponies sometimes, but that is all to their agreement and they actually enjoy this. This doesn’t mean I would pull off such a nasty trick on somepony who has no idea what is happening, especially a filly!” the fashion diva rejected.

“I knew you would say that. Does this change your mind?” Scootaloo asked.

From her other saddlebag, she pulled out a small red gemstone. As soon as Rarity saw it, her eyes grew big in amazement.

“Is… Is that a rare, sanguine diamond? Are you serious right now?” she wondered.

“Yes and yes,” the orange filly replied proudly.

“Where in Equestria did you get all this?!” Rarity wanted to know.

“As said, I got my connections. So? What are you saying now?” Scootaloo wondered.

“Well, darling. This of course changes everything! For such a beautiful gem, I will give it all I got! Not even the doctors will see her stitches!” the fashion diva promised.

“Great! Just turn her into a pegasus pony tonight while she is asleep and the gem is yours,” the orange filly explained, putting down the bag containing the wings. Then she calmly turned around and left again.

A small golden bell rang. Diamond Tiara slowly opened her eyes and stretched her limbs. As she looked down on her blanket, she already became displeased.

“Randolph! Why are there no pancakes in front of me, yet?” she started shouting.

Just seconds later, her bedroom door opened and a butler entered, quickly carrying a tray. But before it could reach Diamond Tiara, Randolph suddenly stopped. With an expression of aghast, he let the tray fall to the floor.

“Seriously? You are fired,” the pink filly spoke angrily.

“Miss… Miss Tiara… Since when are you a pegasus?” Randolph stuttered.

“Did you take some of this apple cocain stuff, Randolph? What are you even talking about? I’m not a-” Diamond Tiara spoke, reaching to her back.

As her hoof touched a limb where there should be none, the pink filly became paralyzed for a moment. Slowly, she turned her head. Sure, there must be something wrong. This has to be a mistake.

Diamond Tiara was now looking directly at her brand new wings. She stared at them for a good ten seconds before she finally was able to process what she was seeing.

“What the fuck?!” she shouted, jumping straight out of her bed.

Diamond Tiara went into a state of panic. She just ran straight past her butler, down the stairs into the main hall, all the way over to her parents’ office. As she came busting through the door, her mother became so startled she fell right out of her chair.

“Diamond Tiara! What has gotten into-” she started before spotting her wings.

“Mom! Dad! Something is wrong with me! I’m suddenly a pegasus!” the pink filly shouted, still in blind panic.

“I… I can’t… Unbelievable…” Filthy Rich started, then turned around and gave his wife an angry look “So you were cheating on me back then after all!”

“Huh?” was all Tiara could say right now.

“What are you even talking about, Filthy?” Diamond’s nameless mother replied, getting back up from the floor.

“I just knew Diamond Tiara could not have been my biological daughter! She looks and acts nothing like me and this just proved it!” the brown stallion shouted.

“What?! Preposterous!” his wife responded in disbelief.

“So? Then how do you explain this? Nopony in my family ever was a pegasus! My name might be Filthy, but you are far more filthy than I am for betraying me like this! All you ever cared about was my money! That’s the only reason you even married me!” Filthy Rich kept shouting.

“This is ridiculous! Just because I buy a new car every month, use your credit card to pay for all of my jewelry and demand a walk-in closet exclusively for my horseshoes doesn’t mean-” the mother tried to counter.

“Don’t try to deny it! I see the kind of look you give to the mail pony! I bet he is her true father!” Diamond’s dad continued.

The fight between them became worse and worse with every second. Diamond Tiara even forgot about her own distress as she speechlessly watched her parents fight like never before. As if all this would not have been enough, Randolph suddenly entered, accompanied by two pegasus stallions in uniforms.

“Pegasus Diamond Tiara. You are coming with us. Now,” one of them ordered.

“W-why? What’s going on?” the pink filly asked.

“You are thirty minutes late for your flight exam. Skipping is not an option. Either you come with us right now, or we will take you under arrest,” the other stallion explained.

“Flight exam?! But I’m not truly a pegasus pony! I have no idea where these are coming from, I swear!” Diamond Tiara begged.

“Yeah, we hear that so often. ‘But someone stitched those wings on my back! I don’t even know how to use these!’... Just cut the act and come,” the first stallion stated.

“But I’m telling you the truth! If you make me do this, I’m, like, going to die!” the pink filly stated in fear.

“Ugh… they just never cooperate, do they…” the second stallion spoke, then grabbed Diamond Tiara and started dragging her out of the mansion.

“No! Let go of me! Mom! Dad! Moooom! Daaaaad! Help meeeeee!” she shouted.

Her words fell on deaf ears. Her parents were so deeply sunken in their fight, they didn’t even notice what was happening and instead started throwing vases at each other.

Diamond Tiara stood on a diving platform. Below her, hundreds of meters nothing but air and a few clouds. Above her, a complex obstacle course. To her left and right, three judges and several guards.

The pink filly was shaking all over. She had no idea why all this was happening or how she would get out of this. But one thing was clear. If she wouldn’t jump, they would make her. How was she even supposed to pass this test if she had never flown for a single minute throughout her life? She still had no feeling in her wings and zero control over them. This was suicide! Flat out suicide!

“Miss Diamond Tiara. We are waiting,” one of the judges shouted.

The filly started shaking even much more. What they asked of her was impossible! Once she jumped, she would be as good as dead!

“I can’t! I can’t do this! Why won’t anypony listen to me? I’m not a pegasus and I never took any flying classes! For the love of Celestia, let me out of here!” Diamond Tiara shouted in desperation, tears filling her eyes.

“It’s not our fault if you skipped all your flying classes. Today is your exam and if you fail, you will go where all the others went to,” another judge explained.

Diamond Tiara gulped again as her glance returned down. She just couldn’t understand how it could have come to all this. Finally, the judges sighed in frustration and one of the guards approached the filly from behind.

“We give you three more seconds to jump on your own,” the third stated.

“For the last time: I can’t fly!” Diamond Tiara shouted in overwhelming desperation.

Just as she finished, the guard pushed her over the edge. As the pink filly fell, she screamed her heart out. Everpony was watching and waiting. She got too low. Another guard rapidly flew down to catch her.

Diamond Tiara was hyperventilating and shaking out of control, fighting the urge to wet herself. Slowly, she came to realize that they saved her. That’s it! It’s over now! She failed, but she was still alive!

The filly was brought back to the platform, where she instantly collapsed on her haunches to recover. The judges, though, could only shake their heads in disappointment.

“Failure all along the line. Zero points. Take her away,” a judge spoke.

Immediately, several guards surrounded the filly, grabbing her and pulling her away.

“Hey! Where are we heading now? Let go of me! Let me go home!” Diamond Tiara complained before being shoved into a cage on a flying cart.

The little pink filly had been traveling for a while now. Since the cage was covered with a large piece of cloth, she had no idea where she was. The ponies also refused to respond to her questions and shouting. So Diamond Tiara just sat there, staring at the cage floor and hoping this would all be done soon.

Finally, the cloth was removed. Two pegasus ponies in black hazmat suits opened the cage. Before she could react, Diamond Tiara was pulled out and dragged across the metal floor.

“I can walk by myself, you know,” she complained.

Her words were ignored entirely. After a few seconds, they stopped again. A third pegasus in hazmat suit was standing ready with a sturdy rope, which she quickly tied around Diamond Tiara’s back legs.

“Hey! What are you doing!” she shouted.

Again, she was getting no response. As soon as they were done, the filly was hung upside down with the rope tied to a metal hook. This caused a lot of confusion and irritation to the little filly, which only became worse as the hook started to move inside of a large facility and she became turned around randomly.

As soon as she entered the complex, Diamond Tiara’s eyes shot wide open and her pupils shrunk to tiny black dots. She was by far not the only young pony hanging upside down from a metal hook. But unlike her, they were impaled with it through their hind legs, screaming and shaking in panic while their blood ran down their bodies in fine streams.

Diamond Tiara couldn’t help but start screaming herself. Her screams only became worse as she realized what else was going on. The hazmat suit wearing adult pegasi used various powered tools to mutilate and torture the young impaled ones in some sort of messed up pony-disassembling line. All around her, Diamond Tiara could hear scream of agony, breaking bones and tearing flesh. Blood was splashing all around, staining the whole factory in a dirty red.

The conveyor moved on, finally bringing Diamond Tiara to a different location than the others. As the hook finally stopped moving, she was hanging upside down in a small chamber.

“Help! Can anypony hear me! Help!” she shouted.

The pink filly kept on swinging and rotating for a while more with nopony giving any response. As she finally turned around on her hook, she spotted a familiar, upside down face.

“Scootaloo? Is that you?! Oh thank Celestia, you are here! Quick! Get me off!” Diamond Tiara requested.

Scootaloo just closed her eyes, shook her head slowly and smiled. Then she refocused the captive filly.

“Isn’t that funny? All you ever did to me and my friends was bullying us and now, you expect me to help you?” she asked.

“It… It wasn’t meant to be seriously! I just wanted to tease you! Come on! You can’t let me die here just because I said a few mean things to you and your friends!” Diamond Tiara pleaded.

“Yeah, yeah. But you know. I don’t think I can help you. I mean, I can’t fly. How am I supposed to get up there and cut you loose? I’m just a pathetic, homeless orphan loser after all, right?” the orange filly asked with a smirk on her face.

“Okay, okay! I get it! I’m sorry I said all those things! Just get me out of here!” Diamond replied.

“Say please,” Scootaloo insisted.

“P… P… Please…” the pink filly stuttered, as if this was the first time she ever used that word.

“There we go!” Scootaloo spoke and turned around.

After climbing on a chair and pushing a button, the hook slowly lowered Diamond Tiara to the floor, giving her the chance to undo the rope.

Just as she was able to stand freely again and turned back around to Scootaloo, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her left shoulder, causing her to scream. The orange pegasus filly just rammed some sort of pin into her body.

“What the hay is your problem?!” Diamond Tiara complained, about to remove the pin from her shoulder again.

“If I were you, I’d leave that in. This badge is your only chance to get out of here alive again, so you better not lose it,” Scootaloo explained.

Diamond Tiara slowly lowered her hoof again. With a grimace of pain, she limbed towards the door.

“Alright. Whatever. Let’s just get out of this nightmare factory! How are you here anyway and why can you walk around freely?” she wanted to know.

“Well. How to put this… I work here sometimes!” the orange filly stated bluntly.

“You what?! Are you crazy?!” Tiara shouted in shock.

“Maybe,” Scootaloo replied, shrugging and smiling. “Anyway. Follow me! I know the way out, but we have to go through the whole factory for that. Stay close to me and make sure all the workers see your pin, or they will slice you open right where you stand. Got it?”

The pink filly started shaking again. But with that needle in her shoulder, each movement was painful. Just how did she get into this mess? How did any of this make any sense? It was like somepony tossed her into a mix of the worst horror books she ever read in her father’s private library.

“G-got it…” Tiara replied.

So the two fillies set out on a journey across a metal bridge close to the ceiling of this seemingly endless hall of blood and steel. The screams of all those fillies and colts was deafening and the noisy power tools only made it even louder. The pink filly wished she could just close her eyes and cover her ears, but she had to make sure she stood closely behind Scootaloo. How did the flightless filly take all this so casually anyway? What kind of messed up thing must she be to just smile happily while all these things happened around her?

“Hey! Since we need to go all the way across anyway, how about I give you a tour?” Scootaloo offered.

“No! Forget it! The sooner I’m out of this, the better! I don’t need any commentary on what is going on!” Diamond Tiara denied quickly.

“What’s that? You want one? Great!” the orange filly spoke, mishearing her on purpose. “So over here, we have the entry line. Here we prepare the failed pegasi for the meat grinder.”

“I said I don’t want to hear any of this, you sick monster!” the pink filly shouted.

“Watch your pin, DT. It’s about to fall off,” Scootaloo stated casually.

It was now that Diamond Tiara realized how long the needle truly was. The whole pin stuck out for about half a hoof wide. She had no choice. Diamond Tiara pushed the pin back in her shoulder, causing her to yelp in pain.

“Good! Now this machine over here removes the feathers. Makes the whole grinding process much cleaner,” the orange filly continued explaining.

“Shut up! Just shut up! I don’t want to hear any of this anymore!” Diamond Tiara shouted.

“Well, you never shut up when we told you to, so why should I? Isn’t that what you taught us all along? That the one with more power is also the one holding all the rights? If you haven’t noticed, the pony in charge right now is me,” Scootaloo explained.

Diamond Tiara just pouted and continued walking, trying her best to block out both the noises around her, as well as Scootaloo’s detailed description of how this factory works. She tried her best not to think or let any of these impressions sink in, but she just couldn’t help it. She tried hard to think of other things, but was unable to distract herself. But then, something came clear to her.

“Wait a second! You said something about consequences yesterday! You set all this up! You somehow made me a pegasus, made me fail the exam and made me get brought here!” the pink filly shouted.

“Ding dong! Looks like we have a winner! Your price is: Looking like a complete idiot right now!” Scootaloo stated mockingly.

“You little bitch! Once I am out of here, you are so going to-” Diamond Tiara started.

Before she could finish her sentence, Scootaloo kicked backwards, hitting the pin in Tiara’s shoulder with full force. The pain was so great, she couldn’t even scream. Instead, she just collapsed in place, holding her bleeding shoulder and began to cry moments later. Then suddenly, Scootaloo grabbed her by the neck again and brought her face just in front of Diamond’s.

“Listen up, punk,” Scootaloo growled in a harsh tone. “This is not how we are going to play this game. Right now, I am the only thing that keeps you alive in here. If you start threatening me now, I will rethink my plan of guiding you outside. You got that?”

Finally, for the first time, Diamond Tiara found herself to be speechless. She could just whimper and nod in agreement.

Scootaloo let go of her. She just turned around and continued walking with the same pace as before, ignoring the fact that Diamond had problems to keep up now.

“Where was I? Ah! Of course! Now, we come to the heart of this whole facility! The grinder!” she continued explaining.

A few steps more and the bridge lead into a large hall with an almost equally large machine in its center. A humongous, heavily blood-stained meat grinder. A conveyor belt constantly provided it heavily disfigured, but still alive young pegasi. Only the fewest were lucky enough to pass out or die before they were tossed between the massive metal teeth of this machine.

Their death screams were even far worse than those Diamond Tiara had heard just before. She could just stand there and stare in shock, her mouth wide open. The mere thought to end up in this thing herself made her voluntarily press the pin in her shoulder as hard and deep as she could.

“Hey, Diamond! Step over here for a moment, okay?” Scootaloo called.

The pink filly instantly obeyed. After she went in position atop of a drain grate, Scootaloo just continued explaining. Something about extracting the colour out of the ponies to make rainbows. She didn’t really pay attention. Diamond Tiara was too busy fighting against her trauma.

Suddenly, a pipe opened just above Diamond Tiara. Within seconds, several dozen gallons of blood and mush were poured over the little filly. The force nailed her against the metal. She tried to scream, but that only caused her to nearly drown in the blood, as she quickly ran out of air. Finally the meat grinder was empty again and the pipe closed again.

“Well, well. Look at you, DT. Getting all wet from the impressions here. Dirty little slut,” Scootaloo mocked coldly.

The pink filly was coughing heavily while shaking in trauma. She couldn’t even speak anymore. For nearly a minute, she just sat in place, crying heavily.

“Are you coming now or what?” Scootaloo asked impatiently.

Slowly, Diamond Tiara got back on her hooves, again making sure the pin was stuck deep inside her shoulder. Carefully holding it while still making sure it could easily be seen, she just continued limping, trying her best to stay closely behind Scootaloo. The tour continued for nearly ten more minutes before they finally reached the employee showers.

“Go have a wash. You stink,” Scootaloo ordered.

Once more, the pink filly obeyed. She limped inside and was just unbelievably happy to feel warm water clean off the blood from her fur. The other workers in the shower didn’t even seem to care about her. Such things seemed to be happening on a regular basis.

Still dripping wet, Diamond Tiara met Scootaloo on the other end. Finally, they reached an airlock to the outside. In there, Scootaloo removed the string which kept the wings tied to Diamond Tiara’s back. She hardly even reacted to this, even though she now knew that this was all just a trick.

In one swift movement, Scootaloo pulled the pin out of Diamond’s shoulder, causing her to cringe again. The pin was long, but rather thin. She was barely bleeding at all and the wound would heal up quickly, leaving behind no visible mark.

“I guess I don’t need to tell you to keep your mouth shut about everything,” Scootaloo stated.

Again, Diamond Tiara was unable to respond. As soon as the airlock opened to the other end, she ran out into her freedom.

For over two weeks, Diamond Tiara was missing at school. After she finally returned, she was acting like always. Everypony was her target for bullying. Everypony but three little fillies.

During their lunch break, the Cutie Mark Crusaders were playing ball on the schoolyard. In the corner of her eye, Sweetie Belle saw Silver Spoon approaching them, closely followed by Diamond Tiara. She instantly gave her two other friends a warning signal.

“There we go again…” Applebloom spoke, already annoyed.

But then, something completely contrary to their expectations happened. When Diamond Tiara finally noticed where Silver Spoon was going, her eyes went wide open in shock. The pink filly instantly stopped her friend, causing her to look at Diamond Tiara in confusion. Diamond wildly shook her head, then turned around and quickly walked away. Silver Spoon was clearly perplexed, but followed her friend just moments later.

“What the…” Applebloom spoke speechlessly.

She and Sweetie Belle could hear Scootaloo giggle in the background. They now realized that she must have pulled off her plan of revenge on her.

“What did you do to her?!” Sweetie Belle wanted to know.

“Ah, not so important. The only thing that matters is that she and Silver Spoon will never bother us ever again. And they of course will never trash-talk about you and your sister again, Sweetie Belle,” Scootaloo responded.

“I… I wouldn’t go so far as to call it trash-talking…” Sweetie Belle stated.

“Huh? What do ya mean? Ya were so shocked when she was talkin’ ‘bout you copyin’ Rarity!” Applebloom wondered.

“Well… the thing is…” Sweetie Belle started, blushing a bit. “The reason why I was so shocked is… because she was absolutely right.”