Flight of the Valkyries

by Prisoner 24601

Crusading...

Equestria's scenic Whitetail Woods were quiet with the rising sun. So serene, that many could have mistaken it for a normal day. But nothing is a normal day when these three are around. Suddenly, the silence is broken by a loud bang from a few miles away, which forces the birds in the trees to take to the skies. Then there's another bang. And then another. Finally, all three little fillies fall out of the sky, smack down in the middle of the road.

"Anything, girls?" Asked Apple Bloom.

Sweetie Belle got up and looked at her flank. "No." she sighed.

"Me niether." Apple Bloom said, standing like her friend.

"Ugh. No." Said Scootaloo. She too was standing. "I guess we won't be the Cutie Mark Crusaders Cannonballs." She looked down at her hooves.

"Oh, it's okay, Scootaloo. We've all had our fair share of failed ideas." Comforted Sweetie.

"Yeah. All we have to do is keep at it and we're sure to get our Cutie Marks." Agreed Apple Bloom. "Speakin' of which..." She continued with an evil grin, "I think I know what we can do!" She leaned over and whispered it into Sweetie's ear.

Sweetie Belle's eyes lit up. "Yeah!" She exclaimed, her voice cracking majorly, "We can be Cutie Mark Crusaders Phycics!"

Scootaloo approved this idea. She shouted in exitement as she summoned her scooter from the thin air behind her, along with three helmets, and they were off, rocketing down the road to Ponyville to find Pinkie Pie.

*****

Pinkie Pie was trotting around Sugar Cube Corner, with three little fillies standing in the doorway behind her. She was cheery and happy as always. "Aw, come on, Pinkie!" Apple Bloom pleaded. "Teach us how to be phycics!"

Pinkie dropped the salt shacker in her mouth and turned her head-without moving her body-backwards towards the fillies. "Phycics?" She questioned joyfully, somehow extending her neck several feet to reach them, "I don't know anything about phycics." She innocently whipped her head back into position and grabbed the salt shaker off the floor, returning to work.

Scootaloo was fidgeting with her hooves while the other two tried to persuade Pinkie. "Oh, come on!" exclaimed Sweetie Belle, "What about that whole 'Madame Pinkie Pie' business?" She said, putting quotations around Madame Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie again shot upward, as if scared stiff. "Madame Pinkie Pie?!" She exclaimed. She quickly turned and shot at the young ones, forcing the unsuspecting Scootaloo to jump out of the room. Pinkie eyed the other two with one eye each, somehow making them split in the middle. "Who told you about Madame Pinkie Pie?" She asked quickly, in an ominous way.

"Uhh..." Apple Bloom tried to speak, but the stangeness of the pony in front of her was overwhelming.

Scootaloo sprang up behind her friends. "Twilight told us when we asked her about being Cutie Mark Crusaders Time Travellers."

"Oh, okay." Pinkie said. She jumped back up with a smile on her face. She returned to work.

After a few minutes, Apple Bloom asked again, "So, can you teach us how to be Phycic?"

Pinkie became confused. "Phycics?" She asked. Apple Bloom had a feeling she knew where this was going.

"I don't know anything about phycics." Pinkie said.

*****

Scootaloo, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle were out of ideas. They sat in Ponyville park thinking. Sweetie was singing to herself, Apple Bloom was studying the grass, and Scootaloo was pacing around, watching Rainbow Dash. Each one of them were too oblivious to see their talents, even when they were right in front of their eyes.

"Girls!" Exclaimed Apple Bloom while watching a gardner. "I know what we can do!"

"What?" asked Sweetie, again with a voice crack.

"We can be gardners!"

"We already tried that, remember?" Reminded Scootaloo, "We chopped the heads of leaf sculptures."

"What about singers?" Sweetie asked.

"We tried that, too, Sweetie." said Apple Bloom, "And we made fools of ourselves in front of the whole school."

"Hmmm." Thought Scootaloo, looking to the skies. "Maybe we should try flying!"

"Hello." Mocked Sweetie, "We don't have wings, and yours are to puny to get you off the ground!"

"Good point."

At this time, Zecora was walking through the park. She stopped when she saw the Cutie Mark Crusaders. She gave them a friendly greeting, "Ah, hello, my little friends, this park has many twists and bends. I've seen ponies from all around, sitting on this one ground."

"Hey, Zecora!" Apple Bloom asked, suddenly obvious to the sayge in front of her, "Can you help us find our special talents?"

Zecora thought for a moment and said, "I cannot help as much as you want, but I have a new tome, and go to waste, it shall not!" The CMC was unsure what this meant, until Zecora led them into her hut. There was an open book on a steeple, and as usual, a cauldron in the center. "Here is the book, I spoke about," began Zecora once the fillies were all inside, "I hope that you can figure it out." With this, she turned to a rack of spices and plants, throwing each in the cauldron.

Apple Bloom saw what she was doing and asked, "Hey, what's this here?" She looked into the cauldron.

Zecora answered, "It's a little experiment I'm working on, to make sure that friends don't lose their bond."

"So," Apple Bloom began, "It's a potion." She concluded the obvious.

"Yes." Zecora nodded. Amazingly, she only said one word! No rhyme to it!

"Well," Apple Bloom began giving advice. "If somepony's gonna be drinkin' this, you may not wanna put so much thistle and Yaka bush in there."

Zecora immediately spotted her mistake. "My, my, Apple Bloom, do you know more of plants in this room?"

"Of course I do! Applejack's been teaching me 'bout plants since I was a baby!"

While Apple Bloom went and talked with Zecora about how to prepare such a potion, the other two were observing the tome. Scootaloo was reading aloud from the section labeled 'THE UNIQUE STYLE OF THE CUTIE MARK' "Well," Began Scootaloo, "It says here, 'The Cutie mark is sought out by all young ponies, and many have formed groups to try and find theirs in masses."

"Like us!" Sweetie exclaimed, again with another voice crack. That tended to happen when she was exited. But never when she sung. When she sung, she sounded like an angel.

"Yeah." Scootaloo agreed. "Anyway, 'But none of these groups have ever seen success.'" Scootaloo became wide-eyed, and Sweetie gasped. This caught Apple Blooms attention.

She asked," what's all this goin' on, now?"

Scootaloo continued, "'The secret behind getting a cutie mark is that no two are the same. Therefore, no groups of ponies will ever achieve success, not even in team activities like acapella and hoofball. Every pony must pursue a different talent if they want a cutie mark.'"

"Wow." Sweetie said, "You mean that the Cute Mark Cusaders will never find their Cutie marks?"

"Not exactly." Said Scootaloo, "I think what it means is that we will find our Cutie Marks, but we'll all have different ones. And we'll have to do it seperately."

This was heartbreaking to all of them, but none wanted to admit it, so Apple Bloom just said, "Well, all I know is that I know a thing or two about plants and potionmaking, so I'll stay here with Zecora."

Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle agreed and left the hut, on their way back to Ponyville.

Neither knew what they were going to do.

All they knew was that they were going to find their Cute Marks.

Comments

[Derpy_Dragon]

Pinkie Pie's interactions with the Cutie Mark Crusaders was very entertaining.

[Prisoner 24601]

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Thanks.
Normally I can't write Pinkie worth a darn. After all, who can? She's about as predictable as Schrodinger's cat. (Haha, Big Bang Theory reference)