The next morning, Scootaloo woke up early, and made pancakes for herself to eat. She even left some pancake for her sister to eat, and off she went, outside the door, bright and early.
Scootaloo inhale the air and thought to herself, "Fresh air... Nothing like good old Ponyville." She likes Ponyville the way it is, and hoping it would never change. She begin trotting around Ponyville, passing the rivers, ponds, parks, houses, and even stores. She went to the train station, nopony there. "Must be me just doing my so called 'early routine' haha!" Scootaloo thought to herself as she left the train station.
She went to the area where she had fell a few years ago, looking down at the edge, holding onto the fence. She still remember the area where she fell, and the area where Applebloom once fell, but never happened after she asked Sweetie Belle to send her to the past. "Sightseeing?" a voice which is absolutely familiar called out. Scootaloo looked behind, she saw Sweetie Belle wearing her coat. It's 5 in the morning, and it's kinda chilly in Ponyville.
"What are you doing up so early?" Scootaloo asked her friend who is standing behind her.
Sweetie Belle went closer to the edge, which is being blocked by fences, and told Scootaloo "I was going to ask you the same thing."
"Well, i'm just looking at the area where i once, you know." Scootaloo said, in her normal voice, and not wanting to say what happen, because she intend to forget it as fast as she could.
Sweetie Belle putted her hoof on Scootaloo's shoulder, "Scootaloo, it is time you put all these horrible memories away. Throw them out, ditch them. Don't keep them. Forget them. They'll only bring you back all those painful memories."
Scootaloo nodded and gently pushed Sweetie Belle's hoof off her shoulder. "I was trying to, but it doesn't seem to let me forget it."
"I know one way to make bad memories go away." Sweetie Belle said, and Scootaloo's face lit up.
"How?" Scootaloo immediately stood up with four hooves on ground.
"First of, i think you need to relax."
Scootaloo was silent. "What? That's how i get my bad memories to go away." Sweetie Belle said, shrugging. Scootaloo just went with it and tried to relax as much as she could.
"Follow me." Sweetie Belle said as she walked to the direction of the park. Scootaloo tagged along. They reached the park, it was peaceful and quiet. The birds were still asleep, no pony, other than them were awake. "Remember when we were just little fillies, we wanted our cutie marks so badly, that we tried hang-gliding?"
"Yeah! I do remember! And we eventually got covered in tree sap." Scootaloo burst out laughing, and so does Sweetie Belle. "Oh! Do ya still remember that part where we brohoof, and eventually got stuck?"
Sweetie Belle giggled, "How can i forget that?" Scootaloo just gave a shrug, because she doesn't know what to say.
"Hey, you say you have a new pet cat? What's her name?" Scootaloo changed the subject.
"Her name is Puffy, because when i first adopted her, her fur was so puffy!" Sweetie Belle said. "Wanna meet her?" Scootaloo just nodded, and off they went to the boutique. "I'm home, Rarity!" Sweetie Belle said as she entered the room, but nopony replied. "Oh right, Rarity's still asleep."
A little cat suddenly ran across the room and starts purring and walking in circles rubbing it's face on Sweetie Belle's right hoof. "Oh, did my little Puffy miss me?" She nuzzled her little cat's nose, and levitated it to Scootaloo. "Meet Puffy!"
"Hey there Puffy." Scootaloo waved, but Puffy gave her a hiss, and Scootaloo backed out about twenty steps back.
Sweetie Belle turned Puffy's direction, and said "Naughty kitty! She's not a threat, she's my friend. Now, go apologize to her." she put Puffy down on the ground, and Puffy slowly walked towards Scootaloo, who is backing away each time the cat come closer, until she ran out of places to go.
Scootaloo went upstairs instead, and the cat just followed. "Eh... Sweetie Belle, do you mind levitating that kitty of yours? I think it wants my throat.." Scootaloo said, shivering.
"Don't be silly, Scoot! She doesn't want your throat!" Sweetie Belle said.
Scootaloo just glared at Sweetie Belle as she kept moving backwards and hit a wall. She looked at the cat, and the cat just kept getting closer and closer. "That cat is going to kill me!" Scootaloo thought to herself, and closed her eyes. But instead of getting cut by the neck, she felt a soft fur rubbing around her hooves.
She opened her eyes and found Puffy purring around her hooves. "I told ya so." Sweetie Belle said. "You're just being ridiculous with that 'Puffy's going to kill me' thing. Puffy's not evil." Sweetie Belle laughed.
Scootaloo looked into the cat's eyes. The cat's eyes felt so cold, yet evil looking. "You evil cat..." she whispered to that cat softly. But the cat didn't seem to notice, and went downstairs to her bed and sleep.
"I sometimes don't get your cat. So do you." Scootaloo said, glaring at the cat.
Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes, "You don't get anything, Scoot."
"Meh, you're right." Scootaloo just agreed with it.
"So, is there anything you wanna do? Cause' i'm kinda bored right now. I mean, it's like six in the morning, and nopony's awake yet." Sweetie Belle asked.
"Hm..." Scootaloo was thinking out loud. "How about we head to Sweet Apple Acres? I mean, when we get there, i bet it's already six and a half, and that is when the apple family wakes up. Right?"
Sweetie Belle thought for a moment, then agreed. "Let's go. But let's just take our time walking there, give them some more time to rest or do their stuff." Scootaloo nodded, and they walked out of the boutique, and slowly walk to the farm. Slowly walk...
Walking...
So...
Extremely...
Slow...