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"Is every creature here?" Twilight asked.
"You took role call twice, I'm pretty sure you got everyone," Scootaloo turned, smiling as she saw one of the changelings from her hive.
"I am well aware Swallowtail, I just get anxious about these things," the longma sighed, "anyways, today we're learning about the history of friendship. Many moons ago, before the tribes lived in peace, six ponies set off to find a new home - two of each tribe. The earth ponies being Smart Cookie and Chancellor Puddinghead, the unicorns being Clover the Clever and Princess Platinum, and the pegasi being Private Pansy and Commander Hurricane. Clover the Clever, Smart Cookie and Private Pansy bonded while the windigos loomed above and froze their superiors, and Clover the Clever's horn lit the Fire of Friendship, unfreezing their superiors, and bringing the tribes to peace, as they not long after founded Equestria.
Not long after that, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna ascended to alicorn status, going to the non-pony creatures' homes to form alliances. One changeling hive allied themselves with Equestria, as did a few other groups of non-ponies. In the end, friendship always wins at the end of the day, and all the creatures of Equus - for the most part, at least - live in harmony," she finished.
"Did all that really happen, or is it just an old mare's tale?"
"Of course it really happened!" Twilight exclaimed. "Who said that?"
A changeling colt raised his hoof. Scootaloo turned around, growling as she saw Rumble.
"Rumble!" she growled.
"Oh, Scootaloo," the colt replied.
"You two know each other?" Apple Bloom asked. "Thas' surprisin', ah guess."
"Normally I'd send you to Starlight's office, but," the princess continued, "it's the first day, so I'll give you a pass."
"What?!" Scootaloo growled.
"I'm sorry Scootaloo, but it's the first day of school, he's probably just used to summer break, and/or not going to school at all," Twilight shrugged.
"Dangit Rumble..." Scootaloo grumbled.
"He's always so smug after his snarky comments!" Scootaloo groaned. "Who does he think he is?!"
"A changeling colt named Rumble?" Apple Bloom asked.
"That was rhetorical, but thanks for the dryness regardless," Scootaloo said simply.
Why is this such a big deal to you Scoots? Sweetie's voice rang through the room magically.
"Rumble's always been like this! I've known him since we were foals in the nursery, and he's always been snarky like this, and smug afterward!" the changeling sighed.
Scootaloo looked up at her mother, smiling.
"Now Scootaloo, you're going to be at daycare for a bit while I go to work, okay?" Firefly asked. The filly nodded, excitedly running towards the daycare door.
"Oh, who do we have here?" a voice asked.
Scootaloo smiled as she saw the daycare's head-mare, Lovebug.
"I need to go to work, and Scoots is too young to be left alone," Firefly explained, giving her daughter a kiss on the forehead, "she needs to make friends anyways."
"Of course," Lovebug agreed, "come in now Scootaloo, meet some of the other changelings!"
The filly stumbled a bit as she walked in, gasping at all the toys and changelings.
"Elytra, Rumble!"
A changeling filly and colt looked up at the mare, one hopping over and the other simply walking over.
"Hi!" the filly exclaimed. "I'm Elytra, you can just call me Ellie!"
"I don't want to make friends!" the colt - he must've been Rumble - protested.
"Rumble, Scootaloo has no friends, please be nice." Lovebug asked gently.
"Nuh-uh!" the colt protested. He looked a bit smug as he walked away.
What was that about? Scootaloo wondered, before getting distracted by Elytra beckoning her towards some coloring pages.
"He doesn't sound very nice at all," Apple Bloom agreed, "but why's he at the school if he ain't wanna make friends?"
"I don't know," Scootaloo murmured, "his older brother probably just made him, or Elytra did. I don't know though."
"This whole thing's makin' mah head spin," Apple Bloom murmured, "let's jus' have some lunch and not talk 'bout this again, okay?"
Sweetie nodded, hovering plates of macaroni over to the table.
"Why did ya put 'em on plates and not in bowls?" Apple Bloom inquired.
Sweetie simply shrugged, hovering a fork over and eating her food.