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// A New Group 
// Story: Falling 
// by Maddie Koester 
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The days letting until school started again were spent getting to know Jazzy, Controller Note, and Hurricane. It was really fun with more friends to hang out with; sleepovers were common and their club house was awesome! Today was one of those "Get Together" days. Shining and I almost always walk together to the clubhouse. The clubhouse was a small pink building in an apple tree. When we stepped through the door, we honestly did expect them to jump out and surprise us...

"SURPRISE!!!" The three foals shouted.
"What going on? What's the surprise?" Shining Feather asked. 
They had a small podium in the middle of the room and on it were two maroon capes, with a gold emblem on them. Jazzy Apple, Controller Note, and Hurricane were all wearing the exact sames capes, matching the ones on the table.

"We're initiating you two into the CMC 2.0!" Controller Note said with a grin.
"What is the CMC 2.0?" I asked.
"It's a club that our moms made to find their cutie marks when they were our age!" Hurricane replied.
" 'CMC' stands for Cutie mark Crusaders, and we added the 2.0 because well..." Jazzy tried to explain.
"Because you're the second generation?" Shining Feather suggested.
"Exactly!" Jazzy Apple piped.
"Cool!" I said. 
They picked up the capes and handed them to us. Jazzy Apple stepped on to the podium, with Controller on her right, and Hurricane to her left with a pair of drums.

"Are you ready?" Jazzy Apple asked.
"Yes." Shining and I said in unison. 
Hurricane started to bang the drums in a rhythmic pattern, and then he just went full on crazy. Then Controller Note handed Jazzy Apple a scroll.

"We, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, elect Platinum Streak and Shining Feather to join us as sister and brother, friends, confidantes, allies, bosom buddies, pals, com padres, chum of chums..." Jazzy started.
"Can we speed this up?" Controller Note asked.
"Who wrote this anyway?" Jazzy Apple inquired.
"My mom..." Hurricane muttered.
"Oh, well then... Uh... Hometown foals... Amigos... blah blah blah blah blah. Oh, yes, here. ...and fellow Cutie Mark Crusaders! You are solemnly sworn in, here this day, in witness of your fellow sisters and brother, friends, confidantes... bosom buddies... com padres..." Jazzy Apple tried to finish.
"Congratulations!" Controller Note and Hurricane shouted. 
Shining Feather and I shared an amused glance. We all slipped off our capes and ran off to play a game... or so I thought. They actually dragged us into a ton of different activities. It was fun, but also tiring. 

By the time we had to go home, I was exhausted. Enough so that I was too tired to work on my invention! I had a good night's sleep, dreaming of getting my cutie mark and finishing my invention.