Crusaders and Crumbs

Packing a bag is hard! Mommy wanted me to pack a bag for the trip, and she said only what could fit in my bag could go... But it is so small! Wait... She said my bag not which one! I could just get a bigger bag and use it instead...but where do bags come from? I guess the maker might mark the bag in some way, like I marked my sword and armor. I began searching the bag all over... Carousel Boutique?

It was written on the inside of the biggest pocket in small red letters. It was fancy writing like I do. Hmmm... Maybe someone outside knew where this was.

I slowly stepped out the door and glanced around... Safe so far... I looked around for anypony that seemed to have the time to answer my question... Except the one covered in jelly. I don't like the one covered in jelly. Everypony was running around the place. So busy! Wait why was that hair ribbon so close to the ground?

"HEY IT'S HER!" OHHH MY GOSH! It was the, only a bit bigger then me, yellow pony that I hit with mud! She was mad! RUN! LEGS MOVE!

"Scoot speed it up! She is getting away!" Run! Run! Run! She looked mad! VERY MAD! RUN! My legs hurt a whole lot!

PAIN! PAIN! PAIN!

"AAAUUUUWWW!" My face hurt lots and lots! *sniff* Ground is mean! *sniff* My nose Really, really, really, hurt.

"Ha caught her!" One of them sat down on me as *sniff* Yellow stepped into view. "stop crying." What? *sniff* The person on my back shifted their weight and pressed my face into the dirt. *sniff* dirt tastes bad! "Now you are going to-" The person on my back shifted again! I kicked out with my legs, not connecting with anypony, but throwing my captor off my back. I bolted quickly forward.

"Apple Bloom!" Pain exploded in my face as I was caught by my legs again. Sorry face, I really ought to take better care of you. *sniff* My treacherous eyes betrayed me and shamefully displayed their tears for all to see. The tears were followed by sobs, and I could barely control my lungs as they heaved out my pain. Everything hurt. I needed to run, to escape, to cry. I barely felt a hoof stroke my mane as the weight of one of the other ponies returned. Yellow stepped into view and looked down at me.

"Calm down!" Yellow leaned in. "Please stop crying" she got closer "Stop Crying" She was in my face now. "STOP CRYING!" And just as suddenly yellow was replaced with white. A cookie was stuffed into my mouth. It tasted like dirt. Dirt tastes bad. Cookies are good. I stopped crying.

"There there... I'm sorry that Apple Bloom and Scootaloo overreacted. They were really mad that you hit Apple Bloom with mud."

"I'M SORRY! Please don't hurt me" I almost started sobbing again. When in doubt guilt the everliving... Horseapples out of them. Another cookie replaced the last one. It tasted of dirt too. guilt trip or no, I hurt all over. It wasn't that hard to cry.

"You were following me! I thought you were there to make fun of me, like Sun Butt." *sniff* well this proved that either they were horribly mean bullies, or I had just jumped to assumptions. The one on my back got off, without my help this time.

I was too tired too move anyway. A orange and purple one appeared.

"Who is Sun Butt?"

"I think her real name is Miss Celestia." Big eyes, slack jaw, lack of breathe... Disbelief? My brain twitched as I recalled my thoughts during my capture, but It didn't hurt.

"YOU CALLED PRINCESS CELESTIA SUN BUTT???" AUUWWW that was loud! My ears hurt. I recovered in a moment and stood back up to respond.

"Yeah?..." Yellow looked angry again. I wasn't pinned to the floor, I already hurt. I stood a bit taller in defiance.

"To her face?"This was Whitey.

"She told me to call her Celestia, but Sol or Sun Butt made more sense."

"Cool! You have guts for a crybaby." This was Orange and Purple... I really need to learn their names. Yellow rubbed behind her head with her hoof... apologetically?

"I guess we really did get out of hoof in interrogating you. What about we show you our Club house as a way to say sorry?" This was yellow.

"Club" A look overtook them. I really regretted asking.

"My name is Sweetie Belle." Whitey

"I'm Apple Bloom" Yellow and Bow.

"and I'm Scootaloo." Orange and purple.

"AND WE ARE THE CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS!" BUCK MY EARS! They screamed right in my face... my poor poor ears.

Sweetie coughed. "Well not all of the C.M.C. Dinky and one of the other younger colts joined recently." She then stared at my butt rather strangely before becoming very hyper... "Thats right! She doesn't have a cutie mark! Maybe she can join the C.M.C.."

"That is the special talent thing right?" Sweetie nodded vigorously.\

"Yeah! We are dedicated to finding them."

"Look that is cool and all, but-"

"Hey buckle up back there!" This was Scootaloo, she was on a scooter. I realized that I had somehow been placed in a cart... it was attached to her scooter... ohh horseapples...