Chapter 3

Deja Vu

Edited by 匿名

“Come on sleepyhead, I said I already have breakfast ready,” insisted the young mare.

“Ugh...ah don wanna go mum...” the filly mumbled as she returned to dreamland.

The young unicorn moved the blanket away using her magic and softly levitated the filly out of her bed, leaving her standing next to it.

“Come on, it's going to get late. Just make a little effort and the sleepiness will go away in no time,” she cheered the little filly who, yawning, and still half asleep, slowly followed her downstairs.

Both mares sat at the table and ate. Once the filly finished waking up and eating her meal, she grabbed her bag and headed towards the door of the boutique, accompanied closely by her sister.

“Aren't you forgetting something?” asked the mare with a smile, positioning her cheek near the filly.

“Muah! Bye, Fluttershy!” said filly, giving her sister a kiss as she headed outside.

“Please take care!” replied the yellow unicorn as she watched over the filly whom, little by little, disappeared into the distance.

Slowly going back to her usual work, Fluttershy grabbed some clothes and pins, and walked towards the center of the main room. A bit to the side was a mannequin wearing a halfway done dress.

“So, where did I leave off?” she thought, trying to recall what was she was doing before. Surrounded by a pink aura, the dress started levitating towards her. With a pin here, a ribbon there, and a gem on top, she slowly gave form to a magnificent dress. Every cut, every decoration, everything she did seemed natural to her, and fitted perfectly.

The dress was almost finished. Fluttershy stopped for a bit to rest and take a look at her work, thinking how beautiful it was starting to look and how much she would like to show it to her friends once it was finished, when she heard some noises coming from behind. A cold breeze caressed her belly, sending shivers down her spine. One of the windows apparently was left open, and she hadn't noticed.

She walked to it and closed the window, but the cold breeze didn't stop. She looked at the window again, and this time she noticed the window didn't properly fit in the frame. It only covered about half of what it was supposed to, making it impossible for it to stop the wind from entering.

Fluttershy started feeling cold. She opened and closed it again, hoping for it to somehow work this time, but, as she kept trying at it, she started seeing it was useless, as the window was just too small.

Fluttershy could feel a shiver running down her back as the wind touched her fur. She looked around, but then everything faded away and went dark...

When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by her friend's bedroom. It took her a couple of second for understanding to dawn on her.

“The dress!...” she thought, realizing it was all a dream. “Aw....” She was disappointed that all her enthusiasm had been in vain. “Well, at least I can tell Rarity about the dress when I see her next...she might like it.”

Fluttershy's hooves hurt a bit when she tried to move them to better accommodate herself in the bed. The storm had caused the weather to get quite colder than what was normal for the season. Fighting a bit against the last bit of sleep that numbed her mind, she noticed her hooves were really cold. She felt a cold breeze agitate the air around her, sending shivers down her back as it passed around her legs.

Upon looking for its source, Fluttershy noticed one of the windows was wide open. Probably one of the locks had gotten loose during the storm and left the path free for the wind to flow into the room. Fluttershy tried to cover herself with the blanket that had been twisted into a knot at her side and ignore the wind. She decided to try going back to sleep, but she was freezing, and every time the wind touched her, her body shook uncontrollably. So she sluggishly got off of the bed and went to close it, her eyes still half closed and blurry, when she noticed on the way that the storm had stopped.

She closed the window, feeling relieved as her body started warming up. Since she was there anyway, she took a look outside. Everything was still quite wet. The storm had stopped not too long ago apparently. The weather was still a bit windy, but the sky was mostly clear, and aside from a few small patches of clouds, the dim stars were visible at plain sight.

Fluttershy took a look from side to side and saw a part of the black sky starting to brighten on the horizon with a reddish tint. It was just before dawn. “It's still a bit too early.” She yawned as she recalled the filly that was at her care. Fluttershy went back to the bed, trying to get a bit more rest before waking Sweetie Belle up, but, although she was still tired, she couldn't get back to sleep.

While her body warmed up and without anything else to do, she couldn't help but keep thinking about Sweetie Belle, and the fact that she was sleeping not too far away. Seconds later, she was already fantasizing about her.

“No, Fluttershy, don't stop, keep doing that...”

“So you like it? Do you want me to make you feel even better?” said Fluttershy as she moved herself from on top of the filly to her nether regions.

The filly shyly nodded.

Fluttershy imagined herself pleasuring the filly with her tongue as she brought one of her hooves to her crotch, and started pleasuring herself too. It felt better than usual, as the more aroused she was, the more sensitive she got, and very few time had she had the will to endure her desires for so long.

The filly remained quiet on the bed as she enjoyed and lost herself in the bliss. Fluttershy could feel the filly's pleasure. Every little moan told her heart she was doing a good job.

Fluttershy also imagined the filly pleasuring her as a sign of gratitude for how much she enjoyed “playing” with her. But then all of a sudden she started slowing her pace, as she felt herself getting wet. She recalled that she was in her friend's bed, and how hard it would be to explain it. She kept slowly stoking her crotch as she had a mental fight with herself over the importance of the matter.

“But I'm horny, I don't care anymore!”

“You mustn't! It will be too hard to explain!” said her reason.

“But it could have been a glass of water, no one would suspect,” replied her horny self.

“Water doesn't stain, and what were you doing with a glass of water in that very place of the bed? It will be obvious what was happening.”

“But...I want to...”

“You know how Rarity is about keeping things clean. Plus, she's also a mare. If it looks suspicious for us, it surely will for her, too. We would be in big trouble. Imagine the shame we would have to go through trying to explain it.”

“Urgh...if only I hadn't had to stay here...” she thought piteously, feeling oppressed by the place she was in, something she was not used to in her remote cottage.

She finally stopped as reason won over her sexual desires. After a couple of seconds of looking at the ceiling and feeling antsy for having to endure the situation longer than she would like to, Fluttershy carefully sat on the bed on her side, so as not to stain the sheets, and then got off. The light from the brightening sky was already starting to filter through the windows, dimly illuminating the room and telling her some minutes had passed while she fantasized about Sweetie Belle. She rubbed her hoof against her fur until it was dry, and made sure to make the bed and leave it as she'd found it, before leaving the room.

As she reached the door, she took a peek outside to make sure Sweetie Belle was still sleeping, and then carefully closed the door behind her. She tiptoed to the bath to quickly clean herself.

Once her fur had dried, she quietly exited the bathroom and walked towards Sweetie Belle's door. “Okay. Keep calm, don't think about it. Don't tell her how horny you are for her, nor how much you'd loooove to make her feel good. Just relax, we are almost home,” she thought, before opening the door.

Fluttershy walked to the bed. The filly was sleeping, still covered by her blanket. She softly shook Sweetie Belle and awaited for a response.

“Sweetie Belle,” she softly whispered as she caressed her back. “So...soft...”

Luckily, it didn't take long for the filly to respond. “Hmmm? W-Wha...hi.”

“Morning, Sweetie Belle. Did you sleep well?”

“M-Morning, Fluttersh--*yawn*--shy,” said the filly, turning around to face her sister's friend.

“It's dawn, and the storm has stopped. We can go back to my house.”

Sweetie Belle stretched her legs and adjusted herself in the bed, finding a comfy spot as she let herself wake gradually.

“Oh! By the way, how is your hoof doing? Better yet?” asked Fluttershy.

Sweetie Belle moved her hoof around and pushed it against her good one. “Yes, It's fine. I don't feel anything,” she said as she sat on the bed.

After a few seconds, she carefully got off of the bed, landing with her good leg first and slowly putting her weight on the other one. At first it hurt a bit as her joints got used to her weight again, but after a couple of seconds it wasn't such a bother.

“See?”

“You sure you can walk already?”

Sweetie Belle nodded.

“Just try not to strain it too much until it's fully healed. Okay? If it starts to hurt or feel sore or even if you just feel tired, just tell me and I'll carry you on my back.” Fluttershy looked the filly in the eye, still not fully convinced. “You're sure it feels alright?”

“Uh-huh,” reassured Sweetie Belle.

“Well then, I guess there's no need to visit the doctor. But like I said: If you start feeling anything, just tell me.”

“Okay.”

Fluttershy turned around and started walking toward the stairway, followed closely by Sweetie Belle.

“So, what do you want for breakfast?”

“Orange juice with hay!” said the filly energetically.

“Okay. Sit at the table and give me a few seconds,” Fluttershy told her, leading her to the dining room and then going to the kitchen. As Sweetie was carefully seating herself, Fluttershy grabbed a pair of glasses from the cupboard and filled them with juice from the fridge. Then she sliced a piece of bread, and made the sandwiches.

“Here you go,” said Fluttershy as she placed the meal in front of Sweetie Belle. They ate together in comfortable silence, each just quietly enjoying the other pony's company.

After both had finished and Fluttershy had washed everything, they went to the main room of the boutique. Fluttershy put Sweetie Belle's school bag inside her saddlebag and looked at the filly.

“You sure you aren't forgetting anything?” asked Fluttershy.

“Nope.”

“Okay, give me a second, I'm going to give it one last check to be sure everything is closed properly,” said Fluttershy with a smile on her face, as she headed to the upper floor with a bit of haste.

Once she reached the end of the stairway and was out of the filly's sight, she finally sighed. “Arrg! She's too cute, I want to hug her!” she mentally squee'd . ”If only I could be alone with her, I wouldn't have to worry about anything, I would be able to hug her and kiss her all day long!”

Fluttershy continued to the bathroom and then to Rarity's room to make sure no window was open or left loose. Finally she went to check Sweetie Belle's room.

Like she recalled, Sweetie Belle hadn't made her bed before leaving. She checked the windows to make sure none was loose like the one in her friend's room had been, and then gave a look around to see if anything else was disordered. Everything aside from the bed seemed tidy enough. Fluttershy took the blanket and disentangled it before stretching it over the bed, but while she was at it, she noticed a very dim, round wet spot on the bedsheets, in that very same spot where she had worried Rarity would notice if she had continued playing with herself earlier.

“Could she be at that age already? She sure enjoyed having me play with her yesterday, but I never thought she could have an idea about what I was doing to her, or how to do it by herself. And I thought I could be the one to teach her...” she fantasized as she neared her nostril to the pillow. She couldn't smell anything but the sweet filly smell that impregnated the whole bed, “

Ahh...so sweet....I love foals' smell!” Then it hit her. “She knew about it?” Fluttershy gave the stain a closer look to be sure it wasn't just her imagining things. She was sure it was what she was thinking. It was too obvious. The filly still hadn't learned how to keep her private matters private.

“But she's still too young. I still had no idea about these things at her age. But she didn't look mad at me or anything. Maybe she hasn't thought much about it. I should be a bit more careful, though.”

Fluttershy took a deep breath and finished with the bed. She closed the door and went back downstairs to check the kitchen, before picking up her saddlebag and turning off the lights. The filly was still by the door, looking a bit of bored. When she finally saw Fluttershy nearing, she opened the door and quickly went outside, closely followed by the older pony. Outside, Fluttershy closed the door behind her and locked it, putting the key back into her saddlebag.

“Sweetie Belle, are you ready to go?” asked Fluttershy.

“Yes!”

Fluttershy smiled, seeing how cheerful the filly was. Both started slowly walking back to Fluttershy's cottage. The grass was damp and the soil still a bit muddy. The sky was slowly getting brighter as the sun rose on the horizon.

“My hooves are getting all dirty,” complained Sweetie Belle. Fluttershy chuckled, causing Sweetie Belle to frown in confusion. “What?”

“Oh, sorry. You reminded me of Rarity,” she replied with a smile on her face.

“I'm not like Rarity,” Sweetie Belle protested. “She complains about everything. I just don't like mud because it feels slimy. It sticks to your hooves and doesn't come out even if you shake them.”

“Oh, don't worry, you can wash them at my house. Just be careful not to slip until we get there.”

As Fluttershy's cottage appeared in the distance, Fluttershy noticed a tiny speck of white sitting at the doorstep. As both got closer, it started moving towards them.

“Angel?”

The bunny quickly grabbed her leg and tried to get her to move faster.

“Angel? What happens?”

Seeing that she didn't get the importance of the matter, he did his best at pantomiming what he meant, trying to get her to hurry up with what could only be interpreted as, “Hurry, animals, food, monster, mess, hungry, make me a sammich mare!”

“Oh no! My animals! Sweetie Belle, wait here, it seems something happened in my house while we were gone; it might be dangerous!” Fluttershy said, leaving the filly at a safe distance away from the entrance of her house.

Fluttershy rushed to the door and waited to see if she could hear anything. The only things she could hear was somepony softly humming, and a bit ruckus in the background.

She carefully opened the door and took a peek inside, and was surprised by what she saw. There was food lying scattered on the floor, along with the bags which contained it, and the ones that she'd bought the day before were broken and spilled onto the wood. A few animals were eating from the floor, and a big figure was sitting on the couch with a cup of tea in its paw.

“Discord!” said Fluttershy aloud as she opened the door.

“Oh! Hello, dear Flutterhsy. I like what you've done with the place! It's not a masterpiece, but it sure is a good start.”

“What's the meaning of this? I thought we had talked about this sort of thing!”

“What!? Oh, poor me! Always being unjustly accused of crimes I still haven't had the opportunity to commit!” he said as he cleaned his fake tears with a handkerchief he had conjured out of thin air.

“What do you mean? This wasn't you?”

As the pegasus talked, Discord disappeared and reappeared right next to her, placing his paw on her shoulder.

“It was already like this when I kindly came here to pay a visit to my dear friend. My goodness, I expect such mean, brutish accusations from that ever distrustful Twilight and the rest of your gang, but here I thought you and I were on better terms!”

“Oh!, Well...I'm sorry I accused you. I think...I got a bit ahead of myself,” she said, a bit ashamed. “Sorry.”

Discord snapped his fingers, and the mess disappeared, leaving everything as Fluttershy remembered, except for the animals, who remained a bit dazed and wondering were the food went.

“Here. Now, you don't have to thank me, after all, this is what friends do, right?”

“Well, yes. Thank you.” she said, returning to her usual self.

Fluttershy took a step aside and addressed the group of animals that were sitting on the wooden floor.

“You!” she said in a tone of motherly disappointment. “I really thought better of you. I thought we had talked this through last time. Had my friend Discord not been here, I would have had to clean up a huge mess. I hope you all understand what you've done, and that you shouldn't do it again.”

The animals all looked ashamed of themselves for making Fluttershy get angry.

“I had a few problems due to yesterday's storm, and couldn't be back to refill your food, but you know I would never abandon you. Now, I want you all to go back to your places and reflect upon what you've done. I'll be with you all in a minute,” she ended in a more gentle tone.

Fluttershy watched as the squirrels, mice, badgers, and birds all marched in a straight line back to their respective pens and houses.

“Again, I'm really sorry for accusing you of this...” She trailed off as she turned around and noticed her draconicus friend had disappeared. “Discord?”

“Fluttershy? Is everything ok?” the filly's shout could be heard getting near.

As Fluttershy headed toward the door, she stumbled upon the filly that was just about to come inside.

*bump*

“Oh, Sweetie Belle.”

“I saw some animals marching out of the house, so I thought it wasn't something dangerous.”

“Yes, luckily it wasn't a big deal. My animals were a bit hungry and they came in, looking for food. Dis--” She paused.

“Maybe I shouldn't mention him, seeing how he seems to be gone. I wouldn't want to scare her; most ponies haven't gotten used to him being good. I wonder where he went, though?”

“And this...Fluttershy?” asked Sweetie Belle, confused about what she had been saying.

“Sorry, I was just thinking about something. They were just a bit hungry and came here looking for food, that's all. Nothing to worry about, I'll go feed them in a second, once we are settled,” she explained as she brushed her hooves against the doormat. Sweetie Belle saw this, and did the same, then followed her inside.

Fluttershy left her saddlebag on the floor and took a deep breath as she stretched her legs and wings. *sigh* “Finally! Home!”

Sweetie Belle walked to the center of the room and watched as Fluttershy unpacked their things. “Ready. Want to go wash our hooves now?” Sweetie Belle nodded.

They took turns, Fluttershy going first. Once her hooves were clean of mud, she stood aside and let Sweetie Belle use the sink. Her heart beat a little faster as she watched the filly wash, being careful with the hoof of the leg she'd hurt. “She has such adorable, pretty little hooves.”

Once they were finished, they stepped back out to the main room of the cottage. While Sweetie Belle headed to the couch, Fluttershy went to where she had left her saddlebag.

“Well, I'll go feed my animals. Can you wait for me a few minutes? I'll be back in a blink,” explained the mare as she headed towards the front door, carrying her saddlebag with a couple food bags in it. “Please, feel at home.”

The filly sat on the couch and flailed her legs, while thinking of something to do. She remembered that she had her crayons in her bag, but just didn't feel like drawing today. She really needed someone her age to play with. Maybe there was something she could help Fluttershy with.

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Fluttershy left her saddlebag on the ground. The very moment her animals noticed her, most of them rushed to her side.

“Okay, Okay, but if you could please give me a bit of room to move...”

She filled each of the pens' food containers. Her animals rushed to the food the second they saw that she was finished with it. Even though they had been misbehaving because of this same greedy hunger earlier, Fluttershy smiled gently at the sight. Making her animals happy always made her happy.

Just when she was about to go back to her home, she saw Sweetie Belle approaching the pens.

“Did something happen?” asked Fluttershy.

“I'm just kind of bored, so I thought that maybe there was something I could do to help you.”

“Oh, I just finished, but thank you for offering. But don't worry, we can play whatever you want. Do you like playing hide and seek? Or maybe hopscotch?”

“That's for babies!” Sweetie Belle scoffed.

“What do you usually play then?” Fluttershy asked, a little surprised by her answer. She had always loved hide and seek as a filly Sweetie Belle's age, and older. “Am I getting old?” she wondered.

Sweetie Belle thought about it for a while, but nothing came to her mind.

“I usually just hang out with Apple Bloom and Scootaloo, but...”

“We could go find them if you want,” Fluttershy suggested. “I haven't got many things to do today.”

“Really?” Sweetie Belle brightened up upon hearing her words.

“Yes. Let me leave these at home, and we will go see your friends.”

Back at the cottage, Fluttershy left her saddlebag on the floor and went to the kitchen, returning a few seconds later.

“Ready,” said Fluttershy. “So, where should we go, then? I suppose you know where to find them.”

“Mhmm... I usually go to Scotaloo's place, and then we go together to the club house. It's not too far, just past the library.”

“The library? I have a few things to do there. You don't mind if I drop by a bit, do you?”

Sweetie Belle nodded as Fluttershy grabbed her saddlebag and quickly walked to the second floor. “I needed to return a book to Twilight. It'll be just a second, alright?” said Fluttershy as she trotted back down the stairs.

Fluttershy opened the for door and gestured Sweetie Belle to go out. “I don't know where Scootaloo's house is, so lead the way and I'll follow you.”

“Like I said, I'm not sure,” said Twilight thoughtfully as she read the book.

“What are you not sure about?” said the pink pony. “Did I miss a comma? Or is it a typo?”

“No, what I mean is that it's kind of “unique.” Don't get me wrong, Pinkie, I think it's great that you wanted to give literature a try. It's just that I think it's a bit weird. To write about your friends, and in these kind of situations...I don't like saying a book is bad just because I don't like it, so I'll just say it's not my thing.”

“But you, Rarity, and Daring Do were in Rainbow Dash's story. What's the difference?” asked Pinkie Pie, a bit disappointed.

“Pinkie, there are things in the literary world that are better left forgotten,” Twilight told her in a serious tone. “Please don't get me wrong. In case it makes you feel better, yours, as far as I've read, is by far a masterpiece compared to Rainbow's, at least technically speaking. Please don't feel bad Pinkie, and don't let this stop you. These things always happen to those that are new to the art of writing. It has happened to me, too. In any case, you should ask those that are into this genre. They'll surely be more insightful in their critique. See, even some foals liked Rainbow's; I'm sure they'll like yours. With all the different combinations of genres and the amount of ponies in Equestria, from a statistical point of view, there's almost no chance that you won't find somepony who will like it,” she said, encouraging her friend not to give up.

Pinkie Pie, although still a bit sad, was cheered by her friend's words.

“So, Twilight...” she trailed a bit. “What was yours about?”

“Oh, mine? I-It's really nothing,” Twilight softly laughed, suddenly getting nervous.

Pinkie locked her big, suspicious eyes on Twilight

“Ern...mine...well, you see...ern...it was about t-the princess and I, a-and we...”

*Knock* *Knock*

“Oh, someone's at the door. I better check who it is!” Twilight interrupted herself eagerly.

“...this yours?” said a voice behind the door.

“No, I'm just taking care of her,” said another voice.

Twilight finally opened the door and found two mares at the entrance of the library.

“Yes, hello. Welcome to the Golden Oak Library. Oh, hi, Fluttershy, and Golden Harvest, too. What brings you two to the library?”

“Hello Twilight, I was just wondering if you had by chance anything on plant fungi? I'm having a few troubles with my garden, and it seems to be spreading regardless of what I do,” asked Golden Harvest.

“Let me think...yes, I believe I've seen a few that talked about that. Spike! Could you help her look for some books?” she shouted towards the inside of the library. “You will have to take a look though. If I recall correctly, some had a couple of sections about fungi among other plant diseases, but none were exclusively about them.”

“I'm here, I'm here,” said the little dragon as he came running to the entrance.

“Please, come in, Spike will give you a hoof,” said Twilight, noticing Spike was looking back at her with a weird expression. He raised a claw and opened it, and pointed to it with the other. “I mean, he'll give you a hand. Spike, could you help Golden Harvest search for the books?”

“I'm on it. Follow me!”

“Ooh, ooh, let me help, too!” said the pink pony inside. “I just love saying the word, “fungus!””

Twilight watched as Golden Harvest went inside, and then turned her attention back at her friend at the entrance, noticing a little filly just a couple of hooves away.

“Hi, Sweetie Belle, sorry I hadn't noticed you were here. How are you doing?”

“Hi Twilight! I'm fine, thanks.”

“What a coincidence,” thought Twilight. “So, Fluttershy, good to see you around! How are things going? What brings you here? Oh! Now that I think about you, I remember that I already got your book.”

“You did? That's wonderful. I was just passing by to return a book, but that's great.”

“Yes. The pony in charge at the editorial has gotten to know me for always asking for uncommon books, and he offered to send it by express mail as a courtesy. That's why it came earlier than what I told you. Come in! I'll bring it in a second.”

“It's okay, I can't stay for long.”

“Because of Sweetie Belle, right?” said Twilight, looking back at her.

“You knew?”

“Yes. I was checking a book yesterday when it started raining, and a few minutes later, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo appeared at the door, completely soaked. I lent them a few towels, and they told me the were coming from your cottage when the rain caught them, and also told me about what happened the other day.”

“Yes, we went to the boutique to pick up her books, and had to stay for the night because of the storm.”

“So, I suppose Rarity asked you if you could take care of her while she was on her trip, right? It must've been really important.”

“Yes, she really got nervous when I told her what had happened,” explained Fluttershy.

“Did they say anything else?” asked Sweetie Belle, concerned about her friends.

“Not much. Just something about that if you couldn't go to play with them, they would go play with you. But that's pretty bad luck to go just when you were about to leave. And, cherry on top, getting caught by the rain,” added Twilight.

“Aww,” said Sweetie Belle, disappointed. “Fluttershy, we have to hurry before they go again!”

“Okay, okay, just give me a second,” Fluttershy tried to calm the filly. “Sorry Twilight, you see my situation.”

“Yeah, don't worry, taking care of a foal is a hard job. Give me the book, and I'll bring you the one you wanted.”

“Hey, Twilight, I got it!” shouted Pinkie Pie from further inside. “You could be the detective of few words with an obscure past, trying to unveil Fluttershy's dark secrets!”

“But wasn't yours a love story?”

“There could be a passionate crime, or they could escape together and be fugitives in love!” Pinkie reasoned.

“What? Dark secrets?” Fluttershy asked, a bit nervous.

“Yeah, she said she saw Rainbow's story, and wanted to give writing a try, too. It's not “The Pinkie Pie Show”; thankfully she's got a bit more sense as an author than Rainbow, but trust me, you still don't want to read it. Anyways, could you tell me your experience with the plants once you're done with this? I haven't taken a look into botany, so I'd like to hear how it went for you. Maybe I could add a few decorative flowers around the library one day. I'll give it a look once you return it,” said Twilight as she handed the book over to Fluttershy.

“Don't worry, I'll tell you about it once I try it. C'mon Sweetie Belle,” she gestured to the filly. “Tell everyone I said bye, and that I'm sorry I couldn't stay and chat. Well, see you next time Twilight, thanks for the book.”

“I'll do that, and don't worry, you know you can always count on me for your literary needs! Take care, both of you!” said the lilac alicorn, waving them goodbye.

Fluttershy and Sweetie Belle starting walking down the path to the town square, headed towards Scootaloo's house, which was just a few minutes away from the library.

Author's Note

I already have ch4 started. If i'm lucky, it might take less but no promises because i promised that like a zillion times already and never happened XD