Scootaloo stared intently at the granola bar in her hooves. She was sitting in Ms. Cheerilee’s classroom during the most boring lesson in history. Not a single student was paying any attention, yet still the teacher droned on and on. Still staring at her granola bar, Scootaloo delicately began to remove the chocolate chips to eat later. Apple Bloom sat beside her, staring aimlessly into space. The two of them had had a fake fight during lunch and now Scootaloo was pretending to be mad at her friend by ignoring her. Out of the corner of her eye, Scootaloo saw Apple Bloom glance at the empty desk behind her. Sweetie Belle, who usually occupied the seat, was home sick. As Scootaloo picked out the chocolate, she heard her friend sigh. Smiling, the young Pegasus continued to pick her snack apart. She was almost half finished when Apple Bloom reached over and picked up half of the pile of chocolate and ate it. Outraged, but still refusing to speak to her friend, Scootaloo took a piece of paper and wrote several sentences on it before passing it to the Earth Pony next to her. Apple Bloom read the note. Stifling a giggle, she wrote a reply and passed it back. Scootaloo took one look at the paper before scribbling a reply. Apple Bloom read it and glared at her friend. Then she spoke in a hushed whisper.
“This. Means. War.”
And so it began.